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This is intended for adult audiences, only for those

over 21 and NOT for younger ages and/or anyone who

finds this subject matter offensive or objectionable.

It IS fiction, entirely the product of imaginary

story form and any similarity to anyone anywhere is

strictly coincidence.

 

WARNING: Contains controversial explicit sexual

situations! DO NOT read any further if this kind of

material has no appeal to you.

 

 

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Like Mother, Like Daughter

 

A tale by Dom Master...

 

Chapter 1

 

Joe Bradley sipped his coffee as he watched the young mother and daughter intently.  From his seat, two booths away, he could just make out the gist of their conversation, which was mostly idle chit chat detailing a rather mundane afternoon.  He was nearly ready to leave the quiet coffee shop when the two had come in and garnered his attention.  The mother appeared to be in her mid 30s, and the daughter maybe 15.  The resemblance between them was undeniable, and they could easily have passed for sisters.  They shared a petite body type, short in stature, but curvy.  The mother’s build and facial features were somewhat fuller, but both were exquisitely attractive, with well defined breasts, and they both had flowing, reddish brown hair draped across their shoulders.  Joe’s cock stirred as he observed their casual interaction.

 

Carla Jones had picked her daughter, Jennifer, up from 4H, which had run late, and decided to stop at the local café for a quick dinner.  A locally owned joint, the food was good and she preferred the more personal feel compared to the faster paced chain restaurants that had begun to spring up near her house at the edge of town.  She and Jennifer enjoyed a good relationship, due partly to the fact that she was only 17 years older, and that Jennifer was an only child.  Carla’s boy friend had dumped her when he found out she was pregnant, and she could never bring herself to open up to other men, even though she made male friends easily.  Her parents had helped her with young Jennifer while she went to cosmetology school, and now she made a decent living for herself and her daughter.

 

Jennifer enjoyed the time she spent with her mother.  She could easily confide in her, although her life was rather uneventful, not giving her much to reveal.  She was fairly popular at school, and even though she had had a few “boyfriends”, she didn’t feel a strong urge to date or even develop a close relationship with any of them.  She was proud of her body, but did not like to draw too much attention to herself.  She usually dressed in jeans and some type of layered top, but occasionally, she would wear something a little more revealing, exposing just a hint of the firm cleavage which had recently formed between her breasts.  She felt her mother was the most beautiful woman she new, and wanted to make her proud.

 

9 pm approached, and the café was nearly empty as Carla and Jennifer finished their dinner.  Joe had nursed his last cup of coffee as long as he could while he feigned browsing a newspaper left by an earlier patron.  It seemed an eternity to him as he watched the young mother painstakingly chew every bite of her chicken vegetable medley, the featured meal of the day.  He focused his gaze on her pursed lips as she sipped her diet Coke, and watched attentively each time she opened her mouth to ingest another bite.  He followed each mouthful down her throat as she chewed and swallowed.  His hard cock was seeping precum.

 

At long last, the pair gathered their things, stood up, and made their way to the cashier.  Joe left a $5 bill on his table to cover the $3.85 check, and skirted out the door, trying not to draw attention to himself.  Waiting at the side of the building, he let the two almost reach their older model Chevy Impala, before walking up on them.  The nickel plated .45 glinted in the waning sunlight as he held it to Jennifer’s temple, and with his free hand, he latched onto Carla’s right forearm, and forced her back against the car.

 

“Open the fucking door, or I splatter her god damned brains all over you.” Joe ordered Carla.

 

Urine ran down Jennifer’s leg as her little body seized with fear.  Carla’s hands shook violently as she opened the unlocked passenger side door, and followed the man’s orders to get inside.  Joe slid in next to her and pulled Jennifer in beside him on the big, bench seat.

 

“This is how it is.  You two are mine until I say otherwise.  Accept that.  If either of you do anything I don’t like, I’m going to take it out on the other one.”  The two captives took this in and hung onto his every word.  “If you don’t immediately do everything I tell you to do, I’m going to severely punish the other one.  You will cooperate, or you’ll both die an unimaginable death.  Comprendes?”

 

They both looked at each other, hoping somehow they would wake up from this horrible nightmare as they slowly nodded their heads.

 

“I hope you fucking do.”  Joe continued.  “I’d hate to have to waste such a nice couple of cum holes like you two.  Jesus Christ, that’d be a fucking travesty.”

 

 “Pull out and head east on 46.” Joe directed Carla.  “You.  Get in the back.” he ordered Jennifer.

 

Carla’s whole body shook as she fumbled with the keys and turned the ignition.  Jennifer reluctantly climbed over the seat and began to panic as Joe climbed over after her.

 

“If you so much as run a yellow light or go 1 mile an hour over the speed limit, or do anything at all to draw attention, your little girl here gets a bullet in the face.  Don’t fuck this up.  Just stay on 46.”  Joe was in complete control as he cupped Jennifer’s frightened face in his hand.

 

Joe positioned himself behind Carla, with his left foot on the floor and his right leg up in the seat.  Since Carla and Jennifer were rather short, maybe 5’4” at most, the front seat was pulled way up and left plenty of room to position Jennifer with her knees on the floor, between his legs.  He pulled her hands up to his belt, and manipulated her fingers to unbuckle it.  Using the same technique, he had her open his pants.  Carla desperately tried to see what was going on through the rear view as she heard the unmistakable sound of his zipper.

 

“Just watch the god damned road.” Joe ordered Carla, noticing her efforts.  He thumped the back of her head with the butt of his hand to reinforce his authority.  “Your little girl’s going to suck the cum out of my cock, right now.  She’s going to swallow every drop and she’s going to keep sucking it ‘till the swelling goes down.”  Tears ran down the desperate mother’s cheeks.

 

“Pull my pants down, you little whore, so you can suck my cock proper.”  he ordered the young girl.

 

Jennifer’s arms were trembling as she pulled the man’s jeans and underwear down under his ass and to his thighs.  She had never seen a naked man, or boy for that matter, and was intimidated by the thick, pulsing cock in front of her.

 

“Don’t just look at it.  Take it in your mouth and suck it.”  Joe demanded impatiently.

 

Carla’s heart raced at the realization that her little baby girl was about to be forced to suck off this brutal man.  In her mind’s eye, she could see her young mouth stretch open to accommodate the foul intruder.  She had performed oral sex herself a couple of times, but did not care for it.  There was always a musky smell that just seemed too perverted.  And now her little girl was experiencing that aroma first hand.

 

Jennifer’s hand hesitantly closed around the bottom of the thick shaft, barely covering half the length.  She looked at the bulbous head, now just inches from her face, closed her eyes and tepidly covered it with her mouth.  An immediate rush of sensations overtook her as her nose and mouth filled with the smell and taste of his sex.  She could feel the v shaped contour of his glans as her tongue pressed against it.  She could taste the salty precum and the bitter traces of smegma, and her nostrils filled with the smell of his sweaty pubic hair.  She began to gag.

 

“You fucking puke, and I’ll throw you out of this god damned car, you little slut.  Now start sucking my cock like you were told.  That’s it. Up and down.  Use your tongue.  Suck harder.  Suck the cum outta my balls.  That’s it, you little whore.”

 

Joe had grabbed onto a fist full of hair with his right hand and was working Jennifer’s mouth up and down the broad shaft of his cock.  He could only get about half his length into her before he bumped into the back of her throat, but he’d get her in a different position later and fuck her throat good.  Normally he wouldn’t let a girl keep her hand on his cock when she was sucking him, because he felt like she was just trying to jack him off, something he could do for himself.  But this time, since she was so inexperienced, he had her press her hand against her lips and used the combined length of her mouth and fist.  He began to buck his hips as his pending orgasm approached.

 

“When I cum, keep your lips tight or it’ll spill out, and we wouldn’t want that now, would we?”  For emphases, he grabbed the back of her mother’s neck with his left hand and squeezed, eliciting a startled shriek.  Joe held mother and daughter tight as he pumped his load of thick, hot sperm into the young Jennifer’s quivering mouth.

 

Jennifer’s eyes welled up as her mouth filled with the foul, bitter fluid.  She wanted desperately to spit the sticky substance out, but feared for her mother.  She fought to swallow the flood of cum as it sprayed relentlessly into her mouth and throat, and it was all she could do to keep it down.  It took several swallows to down it all, and she worried that some of it had dribbled past her lips.  The smell around her hand was acrid.

 

“Keep the head in your mouth and stroke your hand up and down.  Slower.”  Joe instructed the innocent teen.  “Don’t suck too hard.  It’s real sensitive after I cum.”  Joe gently stroked the girl’s head, petting her, as he gently massaged the back of her mother’s neck.  “She’s not too bad.”  he told Carla.

 

Carla couldn’t help but cry as the man behind her unloaded his cum into her baby’s mouth.  She thought of ramming the car into the nearest bridge abutment, to put an end to this horrid nightmare, but she just couldn’t bring herself to do it.  Whatever it took, they were going to get out of this alive.  That was more important than anything.  Together, they could get through this.

 

Joe let Jennifer continue to suck his semi-flaccid cock as he got his bearing on the road.  By now, they were well out of town and on a barren stretch of State Highway 46.  Carla hadn’t seen another car for some time, and it grown quite dark, as it was a moonless night.

 

“Pull over.”  Joe said flatly.  Carla pulled off the road.

 

 

 

To be continued …

 

 

Like Mother, Like Daughter

 

A tale by Dom Master...

 

Chapter 2

 

“Turn the car off, but leave the keys in the ignition.” 

 

Joe ordered Carla to get out of the car, on the passenger side.  As she was getting out, he pulled his pants up, but left his belt unbuckled.  Once she was out, he reached over Jennifer and opened her door.  Joe held onto Jennifer’s wrist and followed her out of the car.

 

“Remember what I said.  You’ll do everything I say without hesitation.  You won’t do anything I don’t tell you to do.  Do we still understand each other?”  Joe asked rhetorically.

 

Mother and daughter both nodded their heads.

 

“Get undressed.”  Joe ordered as he leaned into the car, grabbed their purses and popped the trunk.  “What the fuck are you waiting for?  Get fucking naked!”

 

Joe watched in the dim glow of the car’s cabin lights as the two girls slowly disrobed on the side of the deserted road.  He noticed that Jennifer was wearing a thong, like most teenagers these days, and told her to keep them on.  She was quite relieved.  Carla, on the other hand, wore conservative, white cotton panties and a plain white bra.

 

“Get ‘em off.”  he prodded.

 

As Carla reached behind her back to unhook her bra, Joe gathered up their pants and shirts and held his hand out to collect their bras.  The cool, night covered their exposed flesh with goose bumps and stiffened their nipples, and he took a moment to stare as they tried to cover themselves as best they could, before depositing their belongings into the trunk.

 

“You won’t need this stuff for a while.”  he informed them.

 

Carla and Jennifer kept their eyes focused on Joe as he slammed the trunk shut, holding on to the hope that they would get them back eventually, and that their ordeal would be over.

 

Joe took Carla by the wrist, shut the back door, and climbed into the front seat behind the wheel.  Jennifer slid in next to her mother.

 

“No.  I want you on the floor.”  he told the confused girl.  Pushing the seat back, Joe nudged the frightened girl down and onto the floor.  Holding her arms around her knees, she was able to sit pretty flat in the cramped space.  “It’s your turn to suck.”  he informed Carla.

 

With her daughter on the floor in front of her, Carla lay on her left hip with her legs drawn up as Joe pushed his pants back down to his thighs.

 

“No hands for you.”  Joe said as he pushed Carla’s hand away from his cock.  “Just your mouth.”

 

Jennifer watched in morbid fascination as her mother lay her head against this strange man’s belly, opened her mouth and engulfed the head of his dick.  The taste of his cum still lingered on her breath and she wondered if her mother would have as much trouble swallowing it as she had.  She wondered if she had ever tasted a man’s cock before, a thought that had never before entered her mind.  Unable to look away, she watched her mother’s face, eyes tightly closed and cheeks sucked in as her head bobbed up and down over his lap.  Occasionally she would see the outline of his dick as it missed its mark on her throat and stabbed the inside of her cheek.  Her mother’s left arm was folded under her, and her right hand rested on his thigh.  Joe put his hand on her right shoulder, and turned her body up so he could get access to her breast.  Jennifer watched as he mauled and kneaded the fleshy mound, and she grimaced along with her as he pinched the erect nipple between his finger and thumb.  He would roll them together, stretching the flesh, all the while thrusting himself into her mother’s mouth.  The girl wondered how he was able to drive.

 

Joe began to slow the car, and made a left turn.  They continued for a while before turning onto a smaller road, this one rather winding.  He slowed the car even more and made another sharp turn.  They drove along the country road for quite a while, making several more sharp turns, before finally coming to a stop.

 

Instead of getting out, Joe leaned the seat back so he could get into the blowjob Carla was giving him.  Reaching under her, he positioned her on her knees and elbows with her head directly over his cock, took her head in his hands and began to rabbit fuck her tired mouth.  Every so often, he would thrust himself up hard as he pushed her head down, forcing his cock into her throat.  Jennifer couldn’t believe what she was seeing, as her mother’s mouth covered nearly the full length of his shaft.  He held her tight as she gagged on his cock, making little thrusting movements, before he would relinquish his hold on her and let her get a gasp of air.   He continued the brutal assault on her mouth for a full 5 minutes before finally releasing another huge load of cum.  Joe held her head firm with his cock halfway in her mouth as she obediently continued to suck and consume his sperm.  Jennifer could hear her mother swallow hard several times as Joe emptied himself into her mouth.  Joe at last relaxed his grip on her head, and contentedly massaged her breasts as his cock softened in Carla’s warm mouth.

 

“Damn, that felt good.”  he told her as he pushed her away.

 

 

 

To be continued …

 

 

Like Mother, Like Daughter

 

A tale by Dom Master...

 

Chapter 3

 

Joe opened the driver side door, got out and motioned for the two to follow him.  Holding Jennifer by the wrist, he ushered them to the front of a small cabin, opened the door and pushed them inside.  It had taken him a year of weekends to build his little cabin in the woods, but the reward was well worth it.  He had discovered this remote property years earlier and purchased 10 acres in the middle of a failed development.  The only amenity was electricity, but he had been able to put in a well and septic tank.  He did all the construction work himself so nobody would wonder why a hunting cabin would need a concrete block basement.  He had used rough timber for the construction of the cabin itself, and was quite proud of the rustic look.  From outside, you’d think it had been there for years.

 

The inside was basically one large room, about 30 x 30 feet, with a closed off bathroom and shower.  The furnishings consisted of a queen sized bed, a couch, a coffee table, several chairs, a 27” TV and some electronics.  There was also a kitchen area with an island, two bar stools, a sink, a stove and a refrigerator.  The lighting was dim, with hurricane lamp wall sconces providing the majority of the light.  The windows were covered with heavy curtains.

 

Carla and Jennifer took in their surroundings as they modestly tried to cover their bare skin.  Joe locked the deadbolt on the door behind them, and put the keys back in his pocket.

 

“Well, whatta you think?” he asked.  “This is going to be your home for awhile.”

 

Their hearts sank as the two realized he wasn’t going to be taking them back right away.

 

“Well, actually, this is going to be MY home, for awhile.  Yours is down here.”

 

With that, he pulled back the corner of the area rug to reveal a trapdoor in the floor.  Unlocking the padlock, he lifted the latch, and then lifted the panel up.  A bright glow emanated from below.

 

As Joe led them down the wooden steps, Carla and Jennifer were shocked to discover the dungeon below.  They were noticeably shaking as they tried to take in the surreal environment they found themselves in.  Brightly lit with bare, florescent fixtures, the flat black walls accentuated several tables and some unusual looking chairs, if they could be called chairs.  The basement was tall, about 10 feet, with chains hanging about.  There were four large cages in one corner, stacked two high and separated by about two feet, and a stainless steel prison toilet and sink in another.  Next to the toilet was a shower head, and a coiled hose, and there was a large drain in the floor.  But most startling were the large plaques, hung conspicuously on the walls and even one the ceiling over one of the tables, which read...

 

 

 

                1 - THE SLAVE, BODY AND SOUL, BELONGS TO MASTER

 

                2 - THE SLAVE’S PURPOSE IS TO PLEASURE MASTER

 

                3 - THE SLAVE RESPONDS TO MASTER IMMEDIATELY

       

                4 - THE SLAVE GRATEFULLY ACCEPTS ALL THINGS GIVEN BY MASTER

 

                5 - THE SLAVE IS OBEDIENT TO MASTER UNTO DEATH

 

                6 - THE SLAVE ASSISTS MASTER IN AQUIRING NEW SLAVES

 

                7 - THE SLAVE’S PAIN IS MASTER’S REWARD

 

                8 - THE SLAVE MUST PROVE ITSELF WORTHY OF LIFE

 

 

“You will memorize my orders.”  Joe interrupted their thoughts.  “When I call out a number, you will recite the order, or you will be severely punished.  I am Master, and right now, the two of you are scum.  You are not worthy to live.  You must earn that privilege, everyday, at all times.”  Joe was in his element.

 

Carla wished now that she had ended their lives when she had the chance.  This was something she couldn’t have imagined, not even in her worst nightmare.  This man was more than a rapist; he was a deranged psychopath, and now he had her and her precious daughter as play things.

 

Jennifer was in stunned disbelief.  She couldn’t comprehend the situation she found herself in, and expected at any minute to wake up safe in her own home.  Unfortunately, that was not to be.

 

By now, it was nearly 11:30pm, and Joe found himself growing tired, especially after his two orgasms, and decided he would begin training the mother and daughter the next morning.  He’d make a quick trip into town first thing, dump the Impala, and retrieve his own car.  For now, he’d just put his new recruits away.

 

“I suggest you begin reciting the commands to each other as a drill, because you’ll be tested first thing tomorrow.  Let me hear you read them out loud together.  Ready?  Number 1...”

 

Carla and Jennifer stood together in the stark dungeon and, with unsteady voices, muddled through each of the 8 commands with Joe.  They couldn’t believe the words, and their sinister meanings, that were emanating from their own mouths.  They were in this thing together, alright, but now they were very doubtful they would ever get through it.

 

As they finished reciting, Joe told them to relieve themselves, and motioned toward the toilet.  Both women were hesitant to perform such a private act in front of each other, much less in front of Joe.

 

“Number 3 - The slave responds to Master IMMEDIATELY!  Get the fuck over there and do your business.”  Joe pushed the two hard in their backs toward the commode.

 

Carla decided to go first, to save Jennifer some of the humiliation.  She sat down on the cold steel, and had to hold on to the rim of the bowl since there wasn’t a toilet seat.  Her stream of piss echoed loudly off the concrete walls as it sprayed against the hard metal.  Jennifer was embarrassed for her mother and both flushed red.  As the stream ended, Carla noticed there was no paper, and felt a few drops drip onto her thighs as she stood up.

 

“You’re up, Sweetie.”  Joe coaxed the young girl.

 

He reveled in her humiliation as the sound of piss again filled the room.  He was looking so forward to breaking her.

 

As Jennifer was finishing up, Joe placed Carla in the large cage directly in the corner.  It was about 4 feet by 4 feet, and made of simple chain link, even the bottom.  As Carla clambered in, she realized it would be very uncomfortable, not being tall enough to stand up in, and being too rough to lie down in.

 

Joe snapped the padlock closed, and then led Jennifer to the cage next to her mother.

 

“I’ll see you two in the morning.  You’d better not disappoint me.”

 

Joe headed up the stairs, not looking back, dropped the door with a loud thud, latched and locked it.  He even replaced the rug.  The only indication that they were even down there was the display that came on when he turned on the TV.  Using his remote, he aimed one of the cameras at his newest recruits and zoomed in.  As he figured, they were already busy consoling each other, and trying to hold each others hands by sticking their arms through the chain link.

 

“I don’t hear you reciting.” Joe’s voice echoed from unseen speakers in the ceiling.

 

The startled pair looked at each other, and with sobbing voices began to recite, “Number 1 – The slave, body and soul, belongs to Master…”

 

 

 

To be continued …

 

 

Like Mother, Like Daughter

 

A tale by Dom Master...

 

Chapter 4

 

Joe woke early, checked on his new recruits via the TV monitor, and noticed they had managed to fall asleep against the sides of their cages.  He decided he’d postpone drilling them on the “commands” until he got back, since he knew they would have to be punished, and he wanted to wait until he could devote the proper attention to their discipline.  He put on coffee, had a quick shower, and poured himself a cup for the road.

 

It took about three hours to make the trip into town, drop the Impala off at his associate’s scrap yard, get to his car and back to the cabin.  By the time he got back, he was ready to spend a full day breaking his trainees.  Although they were already pretty passive and docile, he knew it would take a bit of doing to elicit the enthusiasm necessary to bring the really good money he’d come to expect from the sale of his sex slaves.  Personally, he liked a bit of resistance, but his clients did not.  That’s what made his profession so rewarding; the acquisition and training of fresh recruits.  Plus, the money was damn good, too.  He knew a mother-daughter pair would command serious bucks, and besides, this was a first for him.  He had trained friends, and even sisters once, but never a mother and daughter.  His dick was throbbing.

 

“Number 1.”  Joe’s voice boomed as he open the cellar door.  Carla and Jennifer had been apprehensively anticipating Joe’s return to the dungeon.  The chain link cages were terribly uncomfortable, and with the hopelessness of the situation they found themselves in, their sleep had actually been a series of brief, mental escapes intermixed with waking and sleeping nightmares.  The anxiety and stress they were under were palpable.  Neither mother nor daughter had ever been what you might call assertive, and they assumed that their best chance for freedom, or at for least survival, would be to cooperate until an opportunity to escape somehow presented itself.

 

“Number 1!”  Joe screamed directly at the two as they peered out between the chain link.

 

“The slave, body and soul, belongs to Master.” they read in unison.

 

“You will respond immediately whenever commanded.  I thought we established this last night.” Joe barked at the girls.  “I guess you want to have this command drilled into you, so today’s agenda will have to include a few items that will make this point clear.”

 

Carla and Jennifer had lost track of time, since Joe hadn’t bothered to turn off the bright florescent lights.  They at least knew it was the next day, but had no idea if it was morning or afternoon.

 

“Today, you will give me your bodies and your souls.  The lives you knew are no more; the individuals you were no longer exist.  We will take measures necessary to sever whatever ties you had to those lives.”

 

Dumping the contents of their purses onto one of the tables, Joe retrieved Carla’s driver’s license and credit cards.  Another of his associates would take care of the formalities of closing out her bank account and paying off any outstanding loans she might have.  Resigning from work and withdrawing Jennifer from school would require taking her into town, but with Jennifer as collateral, he knew this would not be a problem.  He would type up the papers later, and had no doubt Carla would sign them.  Unlocking their cages, he ordered the two out and led them to the shower.

 

“You will wash each other, and I expect a very thorough job.  You will pay attention to every nook and cranny.” Joe said as he turned on the water.  “Normally, I’d let you have warm water, but your hesitation this morning has cost you that privilege.  Jennifer, I’ll have those slut panties now.”

 

Joe sniffed the crotch of the girl’s thong, detecting the distinct order of yesterday’s urine, and as he pushed mother and daughter under the cold spray of water, their skin responded with massive goose bumps.  The water was very cold, to the point of taking their breath away.  Handing Carla a bottle of shampoo, he instructed her to start with Jennifer’s hair, and work her way down to her feet.

 

Carla nervously squeezed the shampoo into her hand as she looked into Jennifer’s frightened eyes.  The cold water ran down the girl’s face, washing away the flow of tears as she stood timidly with her arms crossed, covering her breasts.  HaHahhhxsdchsdhhhdscsdHa

Her mother then handed the bottle to back to Joe, worked the soap into a lather, and began to massage it into young Jennifer’s hair.

 

Carla tried to use her touch to sooth her frightened daughter.  She remembered washing her hair as a child, but couldn’t help noticing how her body had matured.  Her childish figured had developed into that of a beautiful young woman, with full, firm breasts, a slim waist, and a fine covering of pubic hair.  Her hands massaged the girl’s shoulders and each arm in turn, giving each hand a mini massage.  Joe held the shampoo bottle out and squeezed another dollop into Carla’s palm.

 

“Work on her tits.” Joe ordered, as he nonchalantly rubbed his crotch.

 

Carla’s mind was frantic as she slowly rubbed her hands together.  Returning to her shoulders, she let her hands slowly slide down her daughter’s chest, and then she gently cupped the firm breasts in her hands.  The cold water had caused Jennifer’s nipples, as well as her own, to swell into hard nubs, which now pressed into her palms.

 

From his vantage point, Joe noticed that Jennifer was slightly taller than her mother, maybe an inch or two, and her breasts were slightly larger, but then Carla’s sagged just a bit.  Joe was delighted to see the young mother being so attentive to her offspring as she gently moved her hands in little circles, and actually kneaded the delicate flesh.

 

“Now do her backside.”  Joe instructed.

 

Carla took another blob of shampoo from Joe, and massaged it into Jennifer’s shoulder blades.  From there, she worked her way down to the small of back.

 

“Keep going.”  Joe encouraged.

 

Reaching down, Carla massaged the twin globes of her little girl’s ass, again gently squeezing the flesh as she moved her hands in little circles.

 

Jennifer’s mind filled with conflicting feelings.  Her own mother was touching her in a way no one had ever touched her before, and she actually seemed to be getting into this sick, perverted act.  “What is she doing?” she wondered.

 

Jennifer’s eyes flew open as she felt her mother’s finger tips touch her tale bone.  “Surely she can’t do that.” Jennifer thought, but the pressure continued down into her crack.  The confused girl took a step forward as her mother’s fingers grazed her asshole, causing it to twitch.

 

“Bend over and spread your cheeks.  Wouldn’t want anything left behind now, would we?”  Joe smirked.

 

Jennifer looked toward Joe, eyes pleading, for just a few seconds before he grabbed her by the hair and jerked.

 

“IMMEDIATLEY!” he screamed into her face.

 

Flushing red, the terrified girl leaned over and slowly spread her ass for her mother.  Shame overtook her as her mother’s hand applied shampoo up and down the crack of her ass, covering the little bud of her asshole.  On one pass, she even felt her fingertips brush across her sex.  It was the single most humiliating experience of her young life.

 

“Spread your legs, so she can wipe the stale piss off your cunt.  I don’t want no after taste for later.”  Joe ordered the defeated girl.

 

Spreading her feet apart, she remained bent over with her hands holding her ass apart as her mother’s soapy hand worked its way between her legs and over her crotch, cupping her sex.  She couldn’t believe her mother could do such a thing to her as the hand moved back and forth across her pussy, coating it with more soap. 

 

From her position behind her daughter, Carla was able to slide her hand up and massage the shampoo into her daughter’s pubic hair, and she noticed how it was thin and straight, like her own.  From there, she worked her way down each thigh and calf.  Jennifer was permitted to straighten back up and brace herself with one hand against the wall, and the other on her mother’s shoulder as her mother gingerly washed each foot.  She felt like she was 3 years old again.

 

Thoroughly clean and utterly humiliated, the mental assault continued as Joe ordered the young Jennifer to perform exactly the same routine on her mother.  Feeling her mother’s breasts in her hands, and then having to place her hand between her legs and feel her pussy lips touching her palm nearly sent her over the edge.  As much as she loved her mother, she couldn’t think of anything more bizarre or disgusting.  Carla, on the other hand, took this as a way to console each other, to stay in private communication with each other’s spirit.

 

“Your bodies and souls belong to me, and now I’m ready to partake of them.” Joe stated bluntly as he turned off the stream of cold water.

 

 

 

To be continued …

 

 

Like Mother, Like Daughter

 

A tale by Dom Master...

 

Chapter 5

 

Joe took his place in the center of the U shaped love seat, and gestured for Carla and Jennifer to join him.  Still dripping and covered in goose bumps, mother and daughter plodded along, their bare feet cold against the concrete floor, and sat on either side of him as he directed; Carla on his right, Jennifer on his left.  Leaning against the reclined back of the couch, he placed his arms around their shoulders and pulled them close against himself.

 

With his hands pressed against the sides of their heads, he positioned Carla and Jennifer’s faces close to his, and then planted his mouth over Jennifer’s, parting her teeth with his tongue.

 

“Don’t resist, Jennifer, or your dear mother will suffer the consequences.” he whispered into her ear.

 

Carla watched in helpless torment from just inches away, as this psychopath molested her innocent daughter.  She could see his tongue pushing into her mouth, swirling around, and she watched as he coaxed her daughter’s tongue into his own mouth, sucking on it like a miniature cock.  He held his tongue out for Jennifer to suck on, and fucked it in and out of her in a grotesque display.  Then he turned toward her and repeated the performance.

 

Back and forth, Joe kissed the two captives, and with each exchange he pulled their faces closer to his own, until their cheeks pressed firmly against his.  Now, he needed only to shift slightly to direct his attention to one mouth or the other.  They were so close, in fact, that Carla and Jennifer’s cheeks also touched, and he was able to lick across their lips with just a flick of his tongue.  Slowly, he turned the two more and more toward each other, kissing both mouths at once, until alas, he gripped the two firmly behind their heads and forced them to continue their deep, French kiss; on each other!

 

“Caress each other.” Joe demanded, adding further insult to this already depraved act.

 

Releasing his hold on their heads, Joe moved the mother and daughter’s hands into position on each others bodies, firmly insisting they stroke each other as they continue their incestuous make-out session.  He reached in between them and alternately pinched their nipples, causing them to cry out into each other’s open mouths.  He then placed Carla’s hand on her daughter’s thigh, and stroked her hand along the smooth skin leading toward her pubic mound.  Applying pressure against the top of Carla’s hand, Joe forced Jennifer’s left leg out, opening a gap large enough for Carla’s thumb to nestle down against her daughter’s clit.

 

“Make her cum.” Joe instructed the distraught mother, in a soft, but commanding voice.  “Make love to your daughter until she’s ready for my cock.”

 

Jennifer was beside herself at the prospect of losing her virginity to this evil man.  And the fact that her mother was helping him was unforgivable.  The taste and feel of her own mother’s mouth against hers was making her sick, and the pressure of her thumb against her sensitive little bud was like a needle.  Jennifer had masturbated herself to orgasm many times, as she found it relaxing, and she had developed several effective techniques, but what her mother was doing wasn’t one of them.  If anything, she found it annoying and uncomfortable.

 

“Use your mouth.” Joe demanded.

 

A look of shock covered Carla’s face as she glanced into Joe’s eyes.

 

“You can’t mean …” was all she managed to get out before Joe yanked Jennifer’s head back by the hair with his left hand and landed a resounding slap across her cheek with the right.

 

Startled by the quick reaction, Carla resumed lavishing kisses upon her daughter’s mouth and face, trying desperately to kiss away the pain.  She knew this man was serious, and feared his retribution upon her little girl.  She knew she had to do whatever he wanted, or Jennifer would be made to suffer, and she couldn’t stand the idea that she would be the cause of her baby’s anguish.

 

Jennifer’s will began to wither as her mother kissed away the tears.  The burning in her cheek radiated heat, and seemed to symbolize her resistance ebbing away as she resigned herself to her inescapable fate.  Her body went limp as her mother’s lips caressed their way across her cheek, planted little kisses behind her ear, and sucked on her neck.  She shivered involuntarily when she felt the tip of Carla’s tongue spiral against the sensitive skin, and then trace a line across her collar bone as the distraught mother cupped her daughter’s breasts in her hands.

 

With Joe’s help, Carla moved into a position sitting up on her knees in between her daughter’s legs.  Still cupping her breasts, she again noticed how firm and full they were, and how her own had lost some of their youthfulness.  Squeezing her hands, Carla admired her daughter’s nipples; the way they stood out proud and erect.  Timidly, she tilted her head forward and swiped her flattened tongue across the hard buds; first one, then the other.  As she began to block out the absurdity of the situation, Carla started getting into what she was doing.  After all, the feelings weren’t unpleasant, once she got past the thought of she was doing.  Things could certainly be much worse.  At least she was bringing her daughter pleasure instead of pain.

 

Joe watched enthralled as the young mother attended to her daughter’s tits.  Standing to remove his clothes, his eyes were glued to Jennifer’s hard nipples and well defined areolas as they were engulfed in her mother’s mouth.  Standing naked beside Carla, Joe put his hand on the back of her neck, urging her downward, while cupping his cock with his other hand.  Impatiently, he straddled Carla, reached down for Jennifer’s hips and pulled her to the edge of the couch.  With that, he lifted her ankles and pulled the girl’s legs up, propping her feet on her mother’s shoulders.  Still not satisfied, Joe pushed outward against her knees, splaying her delicate pussy in front of her mother’s face.  

 

“Eat it, you cunt.” Joe ordered Carla as he forced her head forward, driving her nose hard against her daughter’s pubic bone.  “If she doesn’t cum before I do, I’ll pussy whip the little tramp ‘till her cunt looks like hamburger.”

 

“And you.  Play with your tits.”  Joe looked directly into Jennifer’s eyes, continually stroking his semi-erect cock, and continued, “That’s it, keep rubbing ‘em.  Lick your fingers and tweak your nipples.  Yea, like that.  That’s good.  Keep it up.  Believe me, you want to cum before I do.” he warned her.

  

Convinced he would carry out his threat, Carla began to work on Jennifer’s pussy in earnest.  Bent over at the waist, she rested her elbows on either side of her daughter’s hips, and used her hands on the insides of her smooth thighs to gain better access to the delicate little flower.  Tracing along the outline of her labia, Carla licked around her daughter’s pussy, teasing it into responding the same way Jennifer’s father had teased her own cunt years earlier.  She remembered how his tongue had flitted around her most sensitive parts before pressing hard against her clit.  The technique had brought on a powerful orgasm in no time, so she figured it was the best shot she had to save her daughter more undue suffering.

 

Joe’s cock had grown to full erection from watching Jennifer have her pussy eaten out by her own mother, and he was ready for action.  Stepping back and kneeling down behind Carla, he placed one hand on the small of her back and used the other to glide the head of his dick up and down through the slit of her moistening cunt.  Three or four passes was all it took to lube the head, readying it for insertion.  With his ass resting on the edge on the couch, he thrust himself forward into Carla’s surprisingly tight pussy.  Not aware of her lack of sexual activity, he wasn’t expecting such a snug fit and he had to pull most of the way back out, and then lean forward a bit to sink himself in to the hilt.  Carla grunted into her daughter’s cunt as his glans banged against her cervix.

 

Jennifer tried to block the scene unfolding before her, but was thwarted by Joe’s booming voice demanding she keep her eyes open, and on him.  The picture was surreal; her mother’s head buried between her legs, and her own hands massaging her tits in full view of a strange man while he took her mother from behind.  She nearly broke out in nervous laughter as a wave of panic swept over her, but consciously fought to control it.  All the while, her mother’s efforts were beginning to pay off and she found herself responding in spite of herself.

 

As Joe quickened his pace, pounding harder into her, Carla could taste, and feel, her daughter’s thickening secretions on her tongue and in her mouth.  She worked hard to give Jennifer as much stimulation as she could, worried that Joe was closer to cumming than her little girl was.  She dreaded the thought that he might actually “pussy whip” her, although she wasn’t sure exactly what that would entail.  She only knew she didn’t want to find out.  Rolling her tongue, she drove it into Jennifer’s tight canal, flicking it around inside her.  Jennifer responded by rocking her hips, driving her mother’s tongue deeper into her virgin cunt.  Carla used her finger to stimulate Jennifer’s clit while continuing to work her tongue in and out.  She could feel her daughter’s pussy begin to contract around her as she increased the speed and pressure of her finger on the girl’s clit.

 

“AAUGH!” Jennifer moaned, as her climax racked her tense body.  Her legs quivered spastically against her mother’s head, and instinctively she pressed the back of her head with both hands, grinding her cunt against Carla’s open mouth.

 

Joe held hard onto Carla’s hips as he emptied his thick load deep inside her.  Watching her daughter cum on her face sent him over the top, and produced an intense orgasm.  It took nearly a minute for Joe to finally regain his composure.

 

 

 

To be continued …

 

 

 

Like Mother, Like Daughter

 

A tale by Dom Master...

 

Chapter 6

 

“That was close.” he informed the two, as he pulled his cum covered cock out of Carla.  “That was real close.” he reiterated as he straddled her back, and positioned his softening dick in front of Jennifer.  Grabbing a handful of Jennifer’s hair, he held the base of his glistening cock with his thumb and index finger as he guided the foreskin enclosed head toward her mouth. 

 

“Suck your mother’s cum off my cock, you little whore.” he ordered her.

 

Jennifer’s mouth grudgingly opened as the shiny member made its way toward her, and her fingers splayed open as the bitter tasting flesh dragged across her taste buds.  There was definitely a new flavor compared to last night; a flavor she knew had to be her own mother’s juices.  She began to gag.

 

“Lick under the skin.” Joe instructed her, referring to the foreskin that now hid his glans.  “Don’t want to leave anything in there.”  With that, he placed Jennifer’s hand on his shaft, and used it to pull his foreskin down from around the head, exposing the thickening cum to her tongue.  “Get it all.” he ordered.

 

Carla lay motionless as this psychopath cleaned his filthy dick with her daughter’s mouth.  She held back a sob, knowing it would only bring further reprisal on her baby.  At least, so far, he hadn’t seriously hurt her.  She tried desperately to figure a way out of this terrible predicament, but her thoughts were again disrupted as Joe grabbed her by the hair and stood her up.

 

“You still got cum in you, Whore.” he stated.  “But don’t worry, your little girl’s gonna take care of that too.”

 

Taking Jennifer by the shoulders, Joe spun her around on the couch so that her head was partially hanging off the seat and her legs were draped over the back.  He then moved Carla into position with her hands on the back of the couch, straddling Jennifer’s face.  With one hand under her head, he held the girl in place with her mouth just under her mother’s sopping cunt.  With his other hand, he spread Carla’s pussy apart and ordered the girl to open wide as a thick glob of semen dropped into her throat.  Jennifer had no choice but to swallow the huge load.  Reaching in with his finger, Joe scooped out more of the viscous fluid and lustfully watched another large glob drop into the teen’s waiting mouth, again to be swallowed down.  To get all the remnants, he held the girl’s face against her mother’s crotch and ordered her to suck it dry.  His dick began to stir as Jennifer’s tongue poked and probed her mother’s cunt, washing it clean of his sperm.

 

Standing back, he stroked himself hard as he watched Jennifer’s tongue lap away.  He especially like the way Carla’s labia parted just before Jennifer’s tongue emerged from the back of her slit, only to come back together as the young girl redirected her attention to the front.  Just for added effect, he placed Jennifer’s hands on her mother’s ass.  Joe was ready to shove his cock back into Carla’s tight cunt, but he knew that the virgin teen would offer an even more rewarding experience.  And now that the edge was off, he could really let go and pound her pussy into oblivion.

 

Moving Carla aside, Joe again fed his cock into her daughter’s mouth, and with her head tilted back he was able to introduce nearly his full length into the girl’s throat before her gag reflex halted his assault.  Squatting down and holding on to the back of the couch, Joe fucked his prick slowly in and out of the hapless girl’s throat, withdrawing at the point she would gag, giving her a slight reprieve long enough to take in a breath and then reinserting himself.  Tears brought on by a combination of utter despair, and the gag reflex, streamed down Jennifer’s face as Joe’s thrusting gained momentum.  Carla watched helpless as the brutal man fucked her daughter’s throat. 

 

Jennifer’s mind had gone blank in an effort to distance her self from this new assault, but try as she might, she was unable to ignore the think cock filling her mouth and throat, especially since Joe would pause on occasion with his cock buried deep in her gullet, cutting off her air supply.  Her efforts to breathe only served to provide the invader with additional stimulation.

 

As he withdrew himself from the confines of the girl’s throat, Joe noticed he had bloodied her upper lip, and a devious smile grew on his face as he returned Jennifer to an upright position.  Wiping a drop of blood with his finger, he looked directly into her eyes and licked it off.

 

“We’re just getting started, Deary.”  he informed the battered teen.  “Put me in your daughter’s cunt.” Joe ordered Carla as he lifted the girl’s legs to his shoulders.

 

Joe certainly didn’t need assistance guiding his cock into this virgin’s pussy, but her mother’s hand aiming his dick at the tight entrance added so much to the experience.  Out of concern for her daughter, Carla slid the head of Joe’s dick up and down her slit, gathering her juices in an effort to minimize resistance, and pain to her little girl.  She knew she couldn’t prevent the inevitable, so she figured she’d try to make it as comfortable as possible.  Feeling Joe push forward, Carla placed the man’s cock directly into the tight entrance of her daughter’s virgin hole.

 

“Stay down there and watch the show.” Joe ordered.

 

Carla watch in stunned silence as the head of Joe’s cock separated her daughter’s labia.  From her recent orgasm, Jennifer’s pussy was fairly well lubricated, but still provided a great deal of resistance due to the incredibly snug fit.  Not to be deterred, Joe applied an ever increasing amount of pressure, until at last, his glans sunk past the tight opening.

 

“God damn, you got a tight cunni.” Joe cooed into Jennifer’s ear as pressed his face against hers.  “And I thought your momma was tight.”

 

Doubling his effort, Joe managed to imbed half his length into the tight cunt.  Pulling back out to the head to gather more of Jennifer’s lubrication, Joe then lunged hard into her.  Carla watched in dismay as her daughter’s vagina reluctantly yielded to the intruding organ.  With his balls resting against the girl’s asshole, Joe’s cock throbbed against the confines of Jennifer’s violated cunt.

 

“Holy shit, that feels good.” Joe stated out loud, adsorbing the warmth of Jennifer’s body.

 

Joe slowly withdrew, and then reburied himself as Carla watched Jennifer’s pussy lips cling to the hard cock.  Without warning, and now fully lubricated, Joe began to pound himself into the young girl, with each thrust rocking her against the couch.  Holding onto her shoulders, his assault was relentless. Carla could hear his balls each time they smacked against her daughter’s ass, and prayed he would soon cum, but Joe had amazing control.  He brutally fucked the little girl’s pussy for nearly ten minutes before slowing to catch his breath, oblivious to her cries of agony.  After a few, slow, in and out strokes to regain his composure, he resumed the furiously paced rape.  He repeated this pattern several times, and with sweat dripping from his body onto hers, he finally held himself deep inside Jennifer’s gripping cunt as he expelled a tremendous amount of sperm.  Carla could see the man’s balls rise and fall rhythmically as his semen pumped into her little girl.  Her own body went limp and her ears began to ring as the slimy cock was slowly withdrawn and pointed at her mouth.

 

“You know the drill, you cum sucking whore.” Joe directed at Carla.

 

Involuntarily, Carla’s mouth opened to received the cum covered organ.  Robotically, her mouth and tongue cleaned the mixture of Joe and Jennifer’s fluids from the man’s dick, but at least it was no longer attacking her little girl.  As he withdrew from Carla’s mouth, Joe pushed her head toward her daughter’s cum filled snatch, which she obediently licked clean.

 

 

 

To be continued …

 

 

Like Mother, Like Daughter

 

A tale by Dom Master...

 

Chapter 7

 

By now, it was near noon, Joe was hungry, and he knew he’d have to get Carla into town soon since her daughter was absent from school.  He had this routine down, and he knew the things he needed to do to make someone disappear without causing a ruckus.  After forcing his captives to again relieve themselves, he placed them back in their cages and headed upstairs.  While eating a sandwich, Joe edited a “Request for School Transfer” letter along with a letter of resignation for Carla.

 

Knowing that the two needed hydration, Joe prepared a smoothie concoction that would help maintain their strength.  It also contained a powerful laxative.  As Carla and Jennifer reluctantly consumed their drinks, Joe laid out the rest of the afternoon.  Jennifer was removed from her cage, and secured onto an examination table, complete with stirrups.  With her legs up and spread apart, Carla watched through the chain link as Joe inserted some sort of probes into her daughter’s rectum and vagina.  Joe then removed Carla from her cage, handed her her jeans and a clean shirt and explained that the probes were attached to a computerized timer.  Starting in one hour, an electrical pulse would be generated every ten minutes, and grow progressively stronger.  At first they would only produce a slight tingling sensation, but by the fifth hour, they would be strong enough to arc through the fleshy membrane separating the two probes.  This gave them enough time to get into town, take care of business and get back before serious damage would be done.  If anything should happen that they didn’t make it back, Jennifer’s private parts would be burned away.

 

As to be expected, Carla sold her story to the school administrator about how she had decided to relocate, and gave him the address Joe had provided to forward Jennifer’s transcripts to.  Her boss made a fuss over her deciding to leave, and wanted to at least buy her dinner, but obviously, Carla declined.  She thanked her just the same and apologized for not giving her more notice, but her boss said she understood and wished her the best of luck.

 

Carla’s mind wandered as she sucked on Joe’s dick during the ride back to the cabin.  She worried about Jennifer, about the pain she was experiencing and what permanent psychological damage had already been done.  She wondered if they would ever get out of this, though she wasn’t sure any more if she even wanted them to.

 

Jennifer had begun to anticipate the buzzing of the probes as they tickled her nether regions.  She barely noticed them at first, but by now they had grown to the point of irritation, and seemed to be lasting a bit longer each time.  She had counted 7 times the probes had gone off, letting her know that Joe and her mother had been gone a little over two hours.  With the stops they had to make, Jennifer knew they could be gone 3 or 4, and she was greatly concerned about 4.

 

As the pulses grew into actual shocks, she could discern the path the current was taking from deep inside her vagina, across the thin flesh, through her rectum and ending in the ring of her anus.  The charge had become strong enough to cause her kegel muscles to contract tightly, along with her sphincter, and as the count reached 14, Jennifer could feel a new burning sensation as the current began to singe her delicate flesh.  The flow of electricity, which lasted a little over 10 seconds, caused her whole body to tense, her jaws to clench, and left her muscles aching for several minutes after.  She prayed Joe and her mother would get back soon, not knowing that Joe was watching her on the TV upstairs as her mother knelt in front of him and completed the blow job started in the car.

 

Joe worked his prick slowly in and out of Carla’s mouth as he zoomed in on her tormented daughter’s face.  He loved the look of panic the shocks elicited from the young girl, and timed his cum with the next surge.  Holding himself deep in her throat, Joe pumped his load into Carla’s throat as Jennifer’s body went rigid.  He grunted out loud as their bodies began to relax in the aftermath of the energy which had flowed through them; his obviously more enjoyable than hers.

”Hi Honey, I’m home.” Joe taunted as he and Carla made their way down the basement steps.

 

Jennifer’s body ached all over, and her insides had become very sensitive from the mild burns, causing the probes to irritate her flesh even when the electricity wasn’t flowing.  She was actually grateful to see Joe, because she knew it wouldn’t have been long before the current would have caused more substantial damage.

 

“Please, Mister.  Please let us go.  We won’t tell anybody about you, I swear.  Ple…”

 

Jennifer’s plea for mercy was cut short as Joe’s fist landed hard in the center of her stomach.  The stunned girl fought to regain her breath as her mother attempted to fight off the brutal man.  Joe expertly landed an identical blow to Carla’s stomach, dropping her to the floor as she too struggled to take in air.

 

“You two crack me up.”  Joe laughed as he watched them desperately try to catch their breath.  “You’re mine, and I’ll do whatever I want with you.  And I’m not the least bit concerned that you might tell anybody.  The sooner you accept what’s happened to you, the sooner you’ll be able to deal with it.  Like I said before, the life you knew is over.”

 

 

 

To be continued …

 

 

Like Mother, Like Daughter

 

A tale by Dom Master...

 

Chapter 8

 

Joe removed the offending probes from Jennifer’s tender orifices, unstrapped her from the table and led her to the stainless steel toilet where she hesitantly emptied her bowels and bladder.  After hosing her clean, he again secured the teen on the table, this time with the stirrups lowered and spread slightly apart, and then he inclined it about 30 degrees.  He fastened leather straps across her thighs, another across her forehead, and secured her arms down along side her body.

 

He then had Carla strip and likewise relive herself.  The echo of her bowels forcefully emptying themselves caused her to flush bright red.

 

“Be sure and clean yourself up.” Joe motioned toward the hose as he busied himself collecting a bucket, a stirrer and a bag of plaster mix.

 

 “What’s he up to now?” Carla wondered as he filled the bucket with water and mixed in the plaster.

 

“I’m going to make a mold of you, Jennifer.  This is just plaster, and won’t be too uncomfortable, as long as you lie still.  If you squirm around, I’ll have to start over, only next time I’ll use molten wax, which is not so comfortable.” Joe informed the defeated teen.

 

Jennifer’s eyes followed the bucket as Joe tilted it up and poured the thick, white liquid onto her chest, down between her breasts, over her stomach and onto both thighs.  With his hands, he smoothed and spread the plaster over her entire torso, from her neck and shoulders to the straps on her legs, and on her arms down to the elbows.  He took his time massaging the cold fluid over her tits, pinching and squeezing her nipples until they were firm and erect, and in between her legs, being sure to work it into her fine pubic hair, along her inner thighs and right down to her tender asshole.  He covered her sides down to the table, and as the mixture hardened, he made sure every thing was evenly coated.  Jennifer could only imagine what he was going to do with this cast.

 

Carla’s despair deepened further as she realized Joe was capturing her daughter’s form, but for what purpose she couldn’t guess.  She obliged as he secured her to a similar table next to her daughter.  Looking straight ahead as the plaster coated her body, she could feel her former identity slowly dissolving away.

 

“Don’t move now.” Joe instructed mother and daughter, as he went upstairs.

 

Joe took his time and fixed himself some dinner as he casually watched TV, while Carla and Jennifer lay motionless in the little picture-in-picture window in the bottom corner of a Friends episode.  He had become quite proficient at body casting, and his finished forms fetched a tidy sum at the local BDSM bars.

 

After dinner, Joe carefully removed the plaster molds from Jennifer and Carla and coated the insides with a plastic resin, which picked up even minute details with stunning clarity when the plaster was removed.  He intentionally did not shave his models first because the hair removed by the plaster, in addition to causing their contributors a great deal of pain, transferred into the finished form, adding even more realism.  With an airbrush, he painstakingly captured every nuance of Carla and Jennifer’s skin tones, from the deep brown of their areolas to the crimson pink of their cunts, making the final sculptures lifelike and nearly perfect 3D copies of the mother and daughter’s bodies.  He enjoyed having his work prominently displayed and had 3 separate galleries for all to see and enjoy.  He conveyed his intentions to the unenthusiastic models.

 

Satisfied with the finished product, Joe removed the straps securing Carla and Jennifer’s foreheads and propped their heads up with foam blocks, forcing their chins to their chests.  Proud of his handiwork, he presented the body form sculptures to their models and, judging from their pained expressions, knew he had captured their essences.

 

Jennifer looked sullenly at the images in front of her, recognizing her own body, and fretted over the fact that she would be so vulgarly exhibited.  The cast clearly displayed her hard nipples and slightly open vagina, complete with her actual pubic hair, and as Joe tilted the form back for her inspection, she could even see the crinkled bud of her anus.

 

Carla looked on with equal dismay as her own sculpture was displayed.  Like her daughter’s, her own cast accurately depicted every facet of her naked form, right down to her slightly sagging breasts; you could almost feel their weight by looking at them.  She also noticed that her vagina had been spread apart a bit further than Jennifer’s, and it pained her to know the splayed, pink lips would entice many lustful gawkers.

 

Having regained his sexual energy, Joe was ready to continue the conquest of this exceptional mother-daughter pair.  Leaving the two in their inclined positions, he lifted their legs all the way back with their knees to their chests, spread them apart, and secured them in place with leather straps behind their knees.  Their arms were still held in place at the forearms.  He then rolled the tables into position at a 90 degree angle, creating a cozy little corner for him to stand in.  The mother and daughter’s assholes were invitingly displayed in the perfect position relative to himself, and to each other, to easily enter and switch between the two.

 

With her head held up by the foam block, Carla was unable to look away from her now hairless crotch so crudely displayed.  She noticed that with her legs so far back, her vagina was in a position facing up and assumed, and hoped, that Joe might have trouble penetrating her very deeply.  She had never been in a situation where anal sex had even come up, so it didn’t occur to her that the position of her cunt wouldn’t be an issue.  Joe made his intentions clear enough as he smeared a glob of J-lube across her asshole, and then roughly inserted first one, and then two fingers into her incredibly tight opening.  Carla turned her eyes toward Jennifer and observed the teen’s panicked expression as Joe similarly prepared her as well.

 

Having applied a generous amount of lube to Carla and Jennifer’s assholes, Joe griped his rock hard cock in his fist and smeared on the remaining goo.  Jennifer looked down at him pleadingly as he prepared himself to enter her impossibly tight ass, but she already knew there would be no way to thwart this final indignity.  Still sensitive from the electrical probe, she worried that his thick cock would cause even greater discomfort, and found herself shaking visibly as his glans pressed against her puckered opening.

 

Joe held onto Jennifer’s smooth inner thighs, digging his thumbs into the soft skin, as the head of his cock applied ever greater pressure against the resistance of her unwilling ass.  Almost imperceptibly, the young girl’s sphincter yielded, a scant millimeter at a time, until the opening stretched enough for the tip of Joe’s glans to nudge its way inside.  As more and more force was applied, the lube did its job, and even though Jennifer cinched down as hard as she could, Joe’s cock head finally disappeared into her rectum.

 

“That’s good, Jennifer.” Joe teased as her asshole squeezed violently in a futile effort to dislodge the foreign invader.  “I love the way your ass is squeezing my cock.” he continued as he rocked himself slowly back and forth, causing her ass to grip him even tighter, as she cried out in pain.

 

Jennifer fought madly to relax, but her perineal and kegel muscles clamped down of their own accord, like they had done in response to the electric shock, and her insides seemed to be splitting open as the brutal rapist continued his journey into her bowels.  She thought for sure that her anus and rectum would simply tear apart as the fat cock continued to burrow its way into her.  The pain was indescribable and she couldn’t keep from screaming.

 

Carla watched her daughter in horror as Joe pushed himself into her baby’s tight butt.  She could see the anguish on her face, and the tears run down her cheeks, as his cock inched its way in deeper and deeper, until at long last, he had managed to bury its full length inside of her daughter.  She wanted to cry out; to call him every foul name in the book, but she knew that it would only bring his wrath out against Jennifer.  Helpless, she watched as Joe withdrew his cock completely out of her daughter’s ass and hovered long enough for her sphincter to close tight, and then force himself back in.  She watched in desperation as he did this over and over.

 

Jennifer kept her eyes tightly closed as she waited for Joe’s thick cock to spread her asshole open again.  She had lost count of how many times he had entered and then withdrawn from her, but he always waited 5 seconds before reentering her abused ass.  9, 10, 11 … She opened her eyes to see Joe’s cock pressed against her mother’s ass.  With mixed emotions, she was relieved not to be having her own ass assaulted, but it was at the expense of her mother’s.  With a full, side on view,  she could see the shaft of his cock sinking slowly into her depths, and shared her pain as though she was being taken at the same time.  She barely noticed how her own anus had recovered from its recent stretching and had returned close to its normally tight state.  She watched as Joe slowly fucked her mother’s ass for nearly 5 minutes, withdrawing completely after each deliberate foray into her, pausing for 5 seconds, and then driving himself back in to the hilt.  She watched with growing unease as he withdrew, and turned himself again toward her.

 

Joe’s cock was a bundle of raw nerves absorbing the intense sensations of this young girl’s asshole as it strained to accommodate him.  The look on her mother’s face brought him even more satisfaction, because now that her own asshole had experienced the pain and discomfort of his cock, she could feel what her daughter was feeling.  For Joe, it was like he had two dicks and was fucking the mother and her little girl at the same time.

 

Grabbing onto Jennifer’s tits, Joe fucked her ass hard.  He loved the grunts that were forced from her each time his cock buried itself in to the hilt.  Returning to her mother, Joe pounded into her asshole just as hard, and she too grunted with each deep thrust as he continually mauled her full breasts.  When the hole he was fucking began to relax, he would switch between mother and daughter, repeatedly stretching them and then letting them re-contract, just to enjoy the feeling as his dick stretched them out again.

 

Joe took his time ravishing the two young woman until his straining member could no longer contain the cum trying to explode out of it.  To further his degradation of the pair, he released Carla from her bindings, and positioned her on her knees behind him as he reentered her daughter’s ass for the finale.

 

“Spread my cheeks and stick your tongue in my ass.” he ordered as he replanted his cock deep into Jennifer’s bowels.

 

Carla thought she had gone beyond disgust, but this new offense showed her she still had plenty of room to go.  She slowly spread his hairy ass cheeks apart and stared at the little, brown bud of his anus.

 

“Get to it!” Joe demanded, “Or would you rather your little girl suck my ass?”

 

Carla forced herself forward and aimed her pointed tongue at the center of his crinkled hole.  Joe moaned out loud as her warm tongue stabbed into him, and he slowly withdrew from Jennifer’s ass as he attempted to drive her mother’s tongue deeper into his own.  Slowly, he rocked back and forth, absorbing as much of the two exhilarating sensations as he could stand.

 

Jennifer knew by now that Joe was on the verge of cumming, and wished he’d just get it over with.  Before too long, her wish was granted as he ground his cock into her searing ass and pumped his hot cum into her bowels; her mother licked his pulsing asshole the entire time.  To add insult to injury, she watched as Joe maneuvered Carla into a kneeling position in front of her ass and ordered her to lick the bottom of his softening cock while he slowly fucked it in and out.  At last, he let it slip free as he gripped the back of her mother’s head and forced her mouth against her gapping asshole.  Her mother’s tongue dug deep into her ass and lapped up the thick cum as it ran out of her colon, and she could hear her swallow several times.  Satisfied that his cum was cleaned out, Joe released his grip on her head, and Carla submissively opened her mouth and administered to his wilting cock.

 

“Holy shit, that was fun!” Joe laughed.

 

 

To be continued …

 

 

Like Mother, Like Daughter

 

A tale by Dom Master...

 

Chapter 9

 

Exhausted from a hard day of raping Carla and Jennifer, Joe needed some rest.

 

“Wash yourself up,” he ordered Carla, motioning toward the shower as he began to undo Jennifer’s restraints.

 

Jennifer’s legs had gone numb from the extended time they had spent bound against her chest, and as she stretched them out, pins and needles shot down from her hips to her toes.  Gingerly, she joined her mother at the shower and proceeded to wash herself with the cold water.  Goosebumps again covered her body, but the coldness of the water helped relieve the burning in her anus.

 

“Don’t be all day about it,” Joe demanded as he tidied up his tables, and put things away.  “I’m almost done,” he continued as he walked toward the two captives.

 

Joe hadn’t provided towels and as Carla and Jennifer stood wet and shivering, he  prepared a drink for them that contained some vitamins, and a strong stimulant.

 

“Jenny, you’ve been such a good fuck today that I’m going to let you spend the night upstairs with me,” Joe informed her as he handed the two their drinks.  “Drink up,” he ordered.  “Wouldn’t want you passin’ out on me.”

 

With a look of despair, Jennifer glanced toward her mother as they slowly drank the unknown liquid.  As they finished their drinks, Joe grabbed Carla and roughly pushed her into the chain link cage that now served as her home.  Joe maneuvered the young mother into a squatting position with her hands protruding up through the top of the cage.  As he locked the door, he told her to keep her hands up.  Joe then made Jennifer help him remove the upper cage and sat it on the floor.  He then secured Carla’s hands in their upright position through the chain link with a pair of police issue handcuffs, which were suspended from the ceiling by a cable.  With the push of a button, Joe slowly raised the handcuffs up, which pulled Carla’s arms further up through the openings until she was forced into a position somewhere between kneeling and squatting, with her head pressed against the underside of the top of the cage.  She couldn’t stand up, and she couldn’t sit down.

 

Joe watched lustfully as the desperate woman struggled to find a position that didn’t cause her more pain.  In order to rest her legs, she had to hang by her wrists, and the hard steel of the handcuffs dug into the tender flesh.  To relieve her wrists, Carla had to semi-squat, which quickly caused the muscles in her legs to cramp and knot up.  Sitting up on her knees caused the thin wire of the chain link to press hard into her sensitive shins and kneecaps.  She was in for a long night, and the stimulant would ensure that she didn’t get any sleep at all.

 

Jennifer looked back at her hapless mother as Joe led her up the stairs.  Carla watched as her daughter disappeared, and flinched as the wooden trap door slammed shut behind them.

 

Joe led young Jennifer to the bed and told her to sit down as he poured himself a shot of Jack Daniels.  Following the shot, Joe quickly downed two cans of Bud, and then turned the monitor toward the bed.  Jennifer stared into the screen in dismay as Joe aimed the camera at her poor mother and zoomed in close.  She could see the contorted expression on her face as she struggled to find a position which caused the least amount of pain and discomfort, and it was obvious by her constant shifting that none was to be found.

 

“Well, little lady,” Joe interrupted her thoughts, “this is how it’s gonna be.  Tonight you’re gonna suck my dick… all night.”

 

Jenny slowly turned her gaze away from her the torments of her mother and watched as Joe leisurely massaged his semi-rigid cock.  Although it wasn’t the most pleasant of ideas, at least she had it better than her mother did.

 

As Joe climbed onto the bed next to her, he continued, “and I mean ALL night.  If I wake up, and my cock isn’t in your mouth, or you’re not sucking it right, I’m gonna go down and beat the shit outta dear ol’ Mom.  You got it?”  Jennifer slowly nodded her head.  “Oh yeah, I tend to have to piss in the night, and I don’t expect any on the clean sheets.”

 

Jennifer’s heart skipped a beat as his intentions sank in.  Surely he wouldn’t do that.  Did he actually expect her to drink his piss?  She could only hope that tonight would be an exception, but she knew better.  As Joe reached over to turn off the light, he nudged her shoulder and pushed her head down toward his flaccid dick.  Obediently, she opened her mouth and sucked on the rubbery skin as she watched her mother continue to squirm on the screen in front of her.

 

Minutes passed like hours, but Jennifer could tell by Joe’s deep breathing that he was asleep.  She thought of making a run for the door, but remembered the dead bolt.  Besides, if she did somehow get outside, she had no idea how to get back to the road, had no clothes, and would be sentencing her mother to die.  She continued slowly sucking on his cock as her mind raced.  The stimulant was working on her too, and she felt the constant urge to move, but didn’t dare do so.  Instead, time seemed to be passing second by agonizing second, as the hopelessness of the situation continued to seethe into her very soul.

 

Joe stirred, and it was all she could do to keep his dick in her mouth as her rolled onto his side.  Staying with him, she curled herself into a ball and continued a slow suck, gently caressing his shaft with her tongue.  She hardly noticed the gradual stiffening as his bladder expanded, until he put his hand on the back of her head and began to relieve himself.

 

At first, the warm, salty liquid was just a trickle.  Bitter and foul, the flow of urine increased and she found herself swallowing the first mouthful.  She gagged and retched as her mouth was quickly refilled.  Fearing that she would cough and cause him to wet the bed, she tightened the grip of her lips against his shaft as the stream of hot piss poured into her.  Swallowing continually, she could feel the warm fluid as it made its way into her stomach, and thought it would never end.  Fortunately for her, the flow finally did begin to ebb, and she somehow managed to keep it all down.  The strong smell of piss filled her nostrils, and the side of her face and hair were wet, but she didn’t have time to worry about it as the sadistic man began to thrust his hardening prick deeper into her throat.

 

Still holding the back of her head, Joe forced the young girl’s head back as he feed his cock further into her mouth.  As he created a straight path down her throat, Joe was able to get past her soft palate and engulfed his full length.  Jennifer struggled as he held her by the back of the head with one hand, and gripped her by the throat with the other, and slowly withdrew himself.  She barely had time to take a breath before his long cock again snaked its way into her gullet.  Her eyes filled with tears as she gagged on the intruder cutting off her air supply.  Again and again he forced her to deep throat his entire length until she feared she would pass out, or even suffocate.

 

Jennifer was actually relieved as Joe pulled halfway out and filled her mouth with his hot, sticky cum.  Grateful to be breathing, she swallowed the thick liquid and continued her slow sucking as Joe again drifted off to sleep.  Watching her mother continue to squirm this way and that, she felt fortunate to be in a bed, and tried not to wonder how many times he might wake up in the night.

 

Joe fucked the young girl’s throat two more times in between blissful sleep before finally getting up to take a hot shower.  He actually let Jennifer join him, though he kept her on her knees, and as he washed himself clean the water spraying off his body splashed in her face and eyes.  Before getting out, Joe turned with his back to the water, stood directly over the girl and held her hand on the base of his cock as he again relieved himself.  This time he directed the golden stream across her face and tits.

 

“Open your mouth and drink my piss, you filthy piss whore,” Joe ordered as he released her hand.  “That’s it, aim it right in there.”

 

Jennifer complied and she obediently directed the flow of his hot urine into her open mouth, and swallowed every mouthful.

 

“God damn you’re a nasty little cunt,” he told her as the last few drops landed on her chin.  “Now close your mouth.  I don’t want you washing the taste out,” he said as he stepped aside and let the spray of water hit her in the face.

 

“I’ve got a surprise for you two today,” Joe said as he turned the water off and stepped out of the shower.

 

Without explaining what he meant, Joe got dressed, combed his hair, and shaved while poor Jennifer knelt dripping wet on the hard, wood floor.  From her position, she could just make out the image of her mother, still struggling in her hopeless predicament.  Her heart went out to her, and she felt grateful it wasn’t her.

 

“Put this on,” Joe ordered her as he tossed her a skimpy, yellow sun dress.

 

Standing up, Jennifer raised the dress over her head, and pulled it down over firm tits and ass.  The thin material clung tightly to her shapely body, barely covered her ass, and she noticed her nipples were clearly visible through the light colored fabric.  She felt herself blush red as Joe gawked and slowly walked around her.

 

“The guys are gonna just love you,” he said, more to himself than to her.

 

Jennifer was hoping he was speaking metaphorically, but had a sinking feeling there was more to it than that.

 

 

 

To be continued …

 

 

Like Mother, Like Daughter

 

A tale by Dom Master...

 

Chapter 10

 

“Fix your hair up while I go down and get your mother,” Joe order Jennifer.

 

Jennifer’s mind had resolved itself to accepting the situation she was in until she could devise some practical means of escape, so as Joe disappeared down the cellar steps she dutifully went about brushing her beautiful hair.  It was nice to have a few minutes to herself, the first since they had been abducted and for a brief moment she could almost forget about the horrid ordeal they were going through.

 

Looking in the mirror, she thought to herself that the revealing sundress Joe had given her to wear made her look older than she was, but her facial features couldn’t hide her youth.  The dress was made of thin cotton, light yellow, and had thin straps.  The top was cut down low on her full chest and revealed a good bit of cleavage before covering her full breasts.  Her areolas were clearly visible through the nearly sheer material, and her nipples pressed hard against the fabric, which had an elastic band that cinched it in underneath her breasts.  The dress then continued down along her narrow waist and over her round ass where it hung loosely about 4 inches below her cheeks.  She knew if she bent even the slightest bit that she would expose herself to anyone around, and she could just imagine what the light shining though it would reveal.

 

Joe mocked Carla as he lowered the cable which had kept her arms suspended for many hours.  As he opened the handcuffs, he pressed his thumbs hard against the deep bruises that had formed on her wrists, and laughed as she cried out.  Releasing his grip, he let her fall against the floor of the cage, where she assumed the fetal position and sobbed hysterically.

 

“You big fucking baby,” Joe taunted.  “Your little girl didn’t cry when she drank my piss last night, and this morning, and you’re blubbering because your little hands have a boo-boo.  I guess tonight, I’ll have to let you stay upstairs with me and see you you’re half the piss whore she is.”

 

Carla’s heart ached as she tried to block the mental image of this madman using her innocent daughter’s body to relieve himself.  It was all becoming too much for her, and she felt the room spinning around her, but before she had a chance to black out, Joe open the cage door and pulled her out and up to her feet.  Her leg muscles spasmed and were cramping terribly, but she managed not to collapse.

 

“You look terrible,” Joe commented as her pushed Carla toward the shower.  “What you need is a little pick-me-up.”

 

With that, Joe turned the water full on cold, and forced Carla under the frigid stream.  Carla’s heart raced as the cold water again covered her body, and she began to shiver violently.

 

“Enough fun for now,” Joe said as he shut off the water, and led the defeated woman up the steps.

 

Carla’s eyes widened as she took in the view of her innocent, teen aged daughter dressed in the most revealing outfit she could imagine.  Her face and hair were the same, but she now had the body of a woman and everyone could see.  Someone this was even more of an insult than just having her naked.

 

“Here, this is for you,” Joe said as he handed Carla what looked like a business suit.  “Try this on for size as I put the finishing touches on our little lady here.”

 

Carla stood dumbfounded as she watched Joe sit Jennifer on the bed, and proceeded to take a tray of makeup and brushes off his dresser.

 

“What the fuck are you waiting for?” Joe demanded.

 

Taking the dark tweed jacket and skirt off the hanger, Carla stepped into the skirt and zipped it up.  It fit tightly around her waist, and like Jennifer’s dress, didn’t hang much below the bottom of her ass.  She also noticed the slit in the front that went up nearly to her crotch.  Discouraged, she slipped on the jacket.  The jacket was neatly fitted at the waist and the front was accentuated by a wide lapel and a plunging neck line.  There was only one button, which was down by her navel, and she couldn’t help but notice that if she twisted even slightest bit, the front would pooch out expose her breasts.

 

“I have some nice 6 inch heels to go with that,” Joe offered.  You’re gonna be a big hit.”

 

Joe had finished with Jennifer’s makeup, and had done a beautiful job; just the right amount of blush and eye shadow, a dark eyeliner, and dark bronze lip gloss.  She looked absolutely stunning, and it was all he could do to keep from ravishing her right then and there, but he managed to compose himself and retrieve the shoes for Carla.

 

As Carla lifted and crossed her leg to put on the left shoe, her tits and cunt came into full view, and disappeared again as she switched legs, and then reemerged once again.  The little peek-a-boo show was just the effect he wanted.  Joe sat her down on the bed next to her daughter and proceeded to apply styling jell to her nearly dry hair, and gave it the just out of bed look.  He then applied a more colorful pallet of makeup on her lovely face, and finished it off with a deep red lipstick.  Sitting in front of the two, he slipped one hand into Carla’s jacket and the other down the top of Jennifer’s dress and caressed their firm breasts.

 

“Today,” he began, “you’re gonna entertain some friends of mine.  We’ll be going to a little club I know, and Carla, you’ll be getting the guys ready to face fuck your little piss whore daughter.  Jennifer, you’ll suck the cum and piss outta every dick in front of you.  If either of you show the slightest hesitation, I’ll fucking sell you to a gang of niggers I know, and believe me, you don’t want that.”

 

The two cringed at the thought of what the day was going to bring, and believed Joe would be true to his word.  They were helpless to prevent what was about to happen, and they knew it would be useless to try.

 

“Okay then, let’s get going.”  Joe said as he stood up.

 

Before they left, Joe poured them both another of his protein shakes laced with amphetamines to keep them up for the task ahead.  As he led them out to his car, the two captives noticed the sun was just beginning to rise.  The had begun to lose all sense of time, and were surprised to see how early it was.

 

Joe situated Jennifer in the middle of the bench seat next to him, and Carla on the passenger side.  He also blindfolded thge two to make sure they wouldn’t be able to figure out where they were, or where he was taking them.

 

Jennifer worried as the car rumbled along the bumpy road that her life really was over.  She’d kept telling herself that he would get bored and let them go, but as he hiked her short dress up and stroked his finger against her clit, she began to give up any hope of ever getting away.  She opened her mouth for his finger as he placed it against her lips, and sucked her juice from it as the car pulled onto smoother pavement.  She was getting used to the taste of her own pussy, and that of her mother’s, which he also gathered on his finger and placed in her mouth.

 

Joe enjoyed toying with Jennifer, because she was so vulnerable.  He was going to enjoy watching her mother get the 12 guys he had lined up hard and ready to orally assault the young girl, and he knew she would perform admirably because she didn’t know what else to do.  Older girls, and women, might put up more resistance, but someone like Jennifer would just go along with anything.

 

For the rest of the trip to the club, Joe had Jennifer lean back against his right shoulder with her right leg across the back of the seat, while her mother finger fucked her.  With his hand down the front on her dress, he massaged her magnificent tits.  Occasionally he would interrupt her mother by ordering her to lick her fingers clean, or to put them into Jennifer’s or his own mouth.  He loved sharing Jennifer’s pussy juices with Carla; it was such a turn on.  He even made her drive her middle finger deep into Jennifer’s ass, and then stick it in her mouth.  His only regret was that he didn’t pass any truckers, so he wasn’t able to show off his new play toys.  It really didn’t matter though, because he was about to get his chance.

 

 

 

To be continued …

 

 

Like Mother, Like Daughter

 

A tale by Dom Master...

 

Chapter 11

 

Joe escorted Carla and Jennifer, still blindfolded, through a back door into the club.  He had prearranged the group rape of this wonderful mother and daughter, and still had a few moments to get them ready.  He removed their blindfolds, touched up their makeup and their hair, and stationed Carla in what appeared to be the reception area of a fancy office.  Joe explained that her job was to sign each of the 12 guests in, collect their $1000 dollars, and ask them to have a seat until all the guests had arrived.  Once the last guest was signed in, she was to offer them any assistance they might desire in order to get them ready.  He also explained that if she made them cum in an effort to save Jennifer that she would just have to get them ready again.

 

Carla nervously took her seat behind the receptionist’s desk, and waited as Joe led her young daughter into the room behind her and closed the door.  The door was made of frosted glass, so she wouldn’t be able to see what was going on.  In her mind, she was relieved because she didn’t know if she would be able to witness her little girl being gang raped, and was afraid she might do something to get them both killed.

 

Jennifer’s heart sank as she took in her surroundings.  Though she didn’t know what to expect as she walked through the door, she couldn’t understand what she was seeing.  The entire room was about 30 feet square, and tiled in a rich, natural stone, floor to ceiling.  In the middle stood what looked like a porcelain altar of some sort.  It was bright white, had a crescent shape and stood about 3 feet tall.  The top was about foot or so across and the sides flared out until they were about 3 feet wide at the bottom and formed a round basin with a drain in the center; she had no idea what it was for.  Along the two side walls were benches, also tiled, and along the back were several shower heads and some sinks.  It appeared to her to be some kind of executive washroom, but it didn’t make sense; there were no stalls.

 

“Well, little girl, since you seemed to enjoy the taste of my piss so much, I’ve decided to let you sample a wider variety.”  Joe informed her as he led her to the porcelain alter.  “You’re gonna get filled up with so much cum and piss, you won’t be hungry for a week!” he exclaimed.

 

Jennifer looked on in shock as Joe turned her around with her back against the altar, and told her to squat down and sit.  As she complied, Jennifer noticed there were indentations at the bottom for her feet, and that the drain was centered directly in front of her crotch.  With her knees up, her bare pussy was vulgarly displayed.  Joe then pulled her arms up behind her neck around either side of the column, and bound them tightly together at the wrists.  This forced her to lean back against the cold porcelain.  He made some sort of adjustment to the top, pushed her head back at about a 45 degree angle and secured it firmly against the hard surface with a leather strap across her forehead.

 

“Wouldn’t want you to bite anybody, even accidentally,” Joe smirked as he forced a rubber ring into her open mouth.

 

The 2 inch diameter ring was made of a hard rubber, like a dog’s chew toy, and had grooves at the top and bottom for her teeth.  Her mouth was stretched open to its limit and she now knew exactly what the porcelain object was; she had been turned into a human urinal.  Joe took a moment to appreciate Jenny’s predicament, massaged his crotch, and excused himself as he returned to the lobby to greet his guests.

 

The guests soon began to arrive, and Carla was somewhat relieved to see that they were mostly business man types, and though she was relieved to see they weren’t the dregs of society, she was concerned that a couple of them were black, and there was even a woman.  As the last guest arrived Joe, took the cash from Carla, winked at her, and left the room.

 

“Take good care of my associates,” he said as he closed the door behind him.

 

Carla timidly stood up, straightened her jacket, and demurely asked, “Would anyone care for some assistance?”

 

It took only seconds for the first man to come up to her.  It was one of the black guys.

 

“I could use some assistance with this,” he said as he opened his trousers and exposed an 8 inch, semi-erect penis.

 

Carla couldn’t speak as he reached out and took her hand, placing her fingers around the thick shaft.  As much as she hated the idea, she knew she would have to go through with this and figured the better job she did, the less her daughter would have to do when they took their turn with her.  Dropping to her knees, she opened her mouth and sucked the bulbous head.  It didn’t take long for it to grow hard, and extend another full inch.

 

The black man turned and sat against the desk as Carla sucked on the head of his dick.  She began stroking the long member with her hand, and noticed a crowd had gathered around her as the other guests began to undress and find their place in line.  Another dick, this one white and more average sized, appeared next to her cheek, so she gripped it with her other hand and switched her mouth to it.  She slid her mouth back and forth over it a couple of times, and then moved back to the black one, and then someone behind her grabbed her by the hips and forced her up on her feet, bent over at the waist.  Her short skirt was hiked up and her feet spread apart, then an unseen stranger’s hard cock pushed its way into her damp pussy.

 

She was able to deal with the hopeless of the situation as one dick after another was jammed into her mouth and pussy by distancing her mind from it, until someone spit onto her asshole and roughly forced his cock into her bowels.  Not wanting to jeopardize her daughter, she fought back the tears and the screams as the ruthless cock pounded her rectum, pulled out and then made its way to her mouth, only to be replaced by another.  Hands groped her tits as cock after cock assaulted her orifices, but the real anguish didn’t hit her until she heard someone open the door to the back room.  She was hoping that by some miracle these animals would be satisfied with abusing her, and leave her innocent daughter alone.  Tears flowed down her cheeks and as the attack on her body continued, she sucked and fucked harder than ever in a last ditch effort to dissuade even just a couple of them.

 

Jennifer had broken out in a cold sweat waiting for whatever was to come next.  She could hear her own heart beating in the stark room, and her jaw ached from being held so widely open.  With her head held back, she could barely see the door that was directly in front of her, but she watched it intently, wondering who was going to come in, and she listened closely to the commotion coming from the other side as her mother was being ravished by the crowd.

 

The sound of the door opening rumbled through the bleak room, and her heartbeat raced.

 

“Oh dear Mother of God,” a voice boomed.  “Would you just take a look at this purty thing?”

 

 “Holy fuck!” another voice exclaimed.  “Joe’s outdone himself this time.”

 

As the two men came into view, Jennifer could see the animal lust in their eyes, and knew she was in for a dreadful experience.  He fears were confirmed as the first man straddled her and wiped the head of his dick across her upper lip.  Her mother’s aroma filled her nostrils before the cock slipped through the ring and into her mouth.  The man paid no attention to her gagging, and obviously didn’t care, as he fucked his way in and out of her throat.  Meanwhile, the other man had taken a position directly behind her and she could see him stroking himself directly over her.  When the first man pulled out, the second man leaned forward and forced his prick all the way into her gullet.  She choked and wheezed as the thick shaft filled her airway and his damp, sweaty balls mashed down on her nose.  The two men alternated molesting her mouth and she hardly noticed the growing number of men milling around her.

 

Word quickly made its way out into the foyer, where Jenifer’s mother was busy licking the hairy slit of a butch dyke.  Carla noticed how musky this woman’s pussy was compared to that of Jennifer’s and even her own.  The heavy set lesbian leaned against the desk and had her right foot planted on Carla’s left shoulder as she ground herself against the captive woman’s face.  She would raise her hips up, and force Carla to jam her tongue deep into her asshole while she buried her nose in her slit.  Carla’s face was covered with the dyke’s thick, sticky juices as yet another cock rammed alternately in and out her pussy and ass.

 

The man behind Carla grabbed onto her shoulders and stood her up, much to the dyke’s disappointment, and with his cock still lodged in her ass, walked her backwards and sat on one of the chairs.  The lesbian helped position her feet up on the man’s legs before climbing on the chair herself, and resumed grinding her cunt against Carla’s face.  A second man moved into position between her legs and fucked her pussy in time with the cock fucking her ass.  Carla was so preoccupied with the double penetration and the pussy planted on her face, that she hardly noticed the group around her had begun to thin as they moved on to the next attraction; her little girl.

 

The first man held himself deep in Jennifer’s throat as thick globs of sperm pumped into her.  She swallowed as fast as she could but there was just too much, and a thick stream ran down her chin as he pulled out.  The second man quickly moved into position over her and covered her eyes and the bridge of her nose with another huge load.  One after another, the men shot their cum onto her face and into her mouth.  The lesbian came in, squatted on her face and scooped much of semen through the ring and down her throat.  She then did something Jennifer could never have anticipated; using her fingers, she forced the poor girl’s eyelids apart as two men simultaneously ejaculated into her eyes.  Jennifer’s entire body shook at this new insult, and her blurred vision further amplified her distress.

 

Load after load of hot cum was deposited on her face and in her mouth.  Her nostrils were covered and sperm bubbles formed and popped as she fought for each breath.  Thick globs ran in rivulets down her cheeks and into her ears, before soaking her hair.  More cum dripped from her chin and formed a puddle in her cleavage.  “My God,” she thought.  “Aren’t they through yet?”

 

The commotion of so many people high on lust filled the room with a sinister atmosphere.  When the last man unloaded on her face she was relieved, only to be startled by the first jet of hot piss as it sprayed against the front of her dress.  Quickly, someone pushed the front of her dress down, exposing her firm tits, and the stream continued to spray across them, soon to be joined by another.  One by one, the mob relieved themselves on her body.  Some aimed their steamy, yellow flow into her mouth, and she had to swallow the foul piss and cum mixture.  Several directed jets of hot urine into her nose, where it burned like acid.  Her eyes and ears were also assaulted, as was her pussy.  Her hair dripped with piss and cum, and she felt like she had been flushed down a sewer.  She finally began to black out from the shear brutality of this most perverted act.

 

After what seemed like an eternity, the crowd began to leave and Jennifer could here their crude comments about what a piss whore she was as they filed out of the room.  Some even took a leisurely shower as though this was just a normal event.  She had just been subjected to the most horrendous act she could imagine, and these people just went about their business like nothing had happened.  She couldn’t believe that anyone could be so cruel and callous and she began to sob hysterically.

 

Carla could hear her daughter from behind the glass door, but lay still and defeated in the chair and cried uncontrollably at the thought of what she imagined had just happened to darling little girl.  She assumed that they had gang rapped Jenny like they had her.  Little did she know just how depraved the situation had actually been.  Joe would make sure she found out.

 

“Well, well, well,” Joe said as he came back into the foyer.  “So how’s my fuck whore doing?” he asked Carla, not expecting a reply.  “Let’s see how the little one fared,” he said as he disappeared behind the glass door.

 

Carla stared in open dismay as her daughter was brought into the room with her.  She hardly recognized the despondent, distant girl before her.  The yellow dress was soaked through and the transparent material clung to her body like it had been painted on.  Jennifer’s eyes were deeply bloodshot and cum had coagulated all over her face and in her hair, and clung to her still exposed breasts.  She reeked of urine as it dripped from her and pooled on the flood.

 

“Oh my dear God!” Carla cried as she leapt to her feet in a futile effort to rescue her daughter.

 

Joe met her advance with a swift blow to the stomach, which sent Carla sprawling to the floor, gasping for breath.  Jennifer tried to lunge toward her mother, but Joe managed to grab a fistful of hair and stopped her advance.

 

“You two aren’t through yet.”  Joe said.  “You have to meet you audience, and Carla, you’ve got to collect another grand in tips before we leave.  Otherwise, you get to take your turn under the shower.”

 

As Carla and Jennifer regained their composure, Joe led them down a hallway and into an open dining room where about 50 people, including the 12 who had assaulted them, were waiting.  The girls noticed there were many television monitors throughout the room showing different angles of the rooms they had just left.  A loud round of applause went up as they entered the room, and Joe took a step back and gestured toward the pair.

 

A well dressed lady stood up, and thanked Joe for his fine offering, and pointed out the two new sculptures that would be adorning their gallery.  Joe whispered into Carla’s ear and told her now was the time to go around and collect tips for Jenny’s excellent performance.  Jennifer was led to the front of the room, hair matted to her face and still soaked in cum and urine and stood there on display as Carla went from table to table collecting cash.  A few of the patrons took the liberty of feeling her up as she came by, and she found herself opening her legs for them, or offering her tits for them to grope in an effort to get as much money as quickly as she could.

 

Eventually, she had made the rounds and was relieved to see she had collected almost $1600 dollars.  They could go home now.  Well, back to Joe’s anyway, which seemed like a better alternative than this place.  She was wrong.

 

 

 

To be continued …

 

 

Like Mother, Like Daughter

 

A tale by Dom Master...

 

Chapter 12

 

Joe escorted mother and daughter back to the shower room, and instructed them to wash the filth from each other’s bodies.  Of course he only let them use cold water, but he warmed it up somewhat by directing his own stream of piss across them.  While Jennifer had yielded to this new form of humiliation, Carla was appalled and trembled noticeably as his foul urine spayed against her bare skin.  She had only a vague idea of what her daughter had just been through, but knew she would have to forcibly block the images from her mind for fear of going insane.  How could anyone treat another human being this way?

 

Joe sighed and moaned as he relieved himself on the two women.  He purposely hadn’t taken a piss during the assault of the two captives in order to give the viewing audience a nice, little finale.  Grabbing Carla by the back of the neck, he forced her to her knees under the cold shower spray and shoved his semi-erect dick against the back of her throat as he squeezed out the remaining bits of his bitter urine.  Carla retched as the warm liquid ran down her throat and she was forced to swallow. 

 

Jennifer looked on with a blank stare as her mother finally got just a small taste of what she had been through.  All those men, and even the one woman, were driven to the height of lust by her mother before mounting their perverted assault on her.  She could taste her mother’s cum on the many pricks that were forced into her unwilling mouth, and she felt a hatred building inside.  How could she let them do that to her own daughter?  How could she suck and fuck their cocks hard, knowing they were about to rape her?

 

The ride back to Joe’s was relatively uneventful.  Jennifer lay down with her head in Joe’s lap and his cock deep in her mouth as Carla knelt on the passenger side floor and lapped at her daughter’s pussy.  Joe was in complete control and kept himself on the verge of orgasm for nearly the entire ride home.  The images of little Jenny, drinking all that piss and cum, played over and over in his head as she sucked him.  And he still hadn’t gotten over the rush of watching mother and daughter perform sex acts on each other.  This was the wildest thing he could ever have imagined.

 

The bumps and dips of the rough, gravel road back to his place distracted Joe a bit, and as he shut the motor off in front of his cabin, he placed Carla’s hand on the back of her daughter’s head and used it to clutch a handful of Jenny’s hair.  He then made Carla force her daughter’s mouth and throat over his cock at a rapid pace as he arched himself up to meet her.  Jennifer’s nose pounded against his pubic bone as her mother continued pushing and pulling her head faster and faster.  Carla just wanted to get this over with, and had mentally begun to black out.  She didn’t realize how hard and how fast she was pumping her little girl’s head.  She didn’t even notice the blood trickling from Jennifer’s nose as Joe finally covered her hand with his own and pumped his load into her daughter’s gagging throat.  And she hardly noticed as Joe instructed Jennifer to spit the cum left in her mouth into hers.

 

The thick glob of sperm seemed to hang onto Jennifer’s lip for an eternity before dropping slow-motion through the air to land against Carla’s outstretched tongue.  Jennifer then did as Joe told her, and covered her mother’s mouth with her own as she chased the cum around their mouths with the tip of her tongue.  Carla finally began to come out of her stupor, and swallowed the thick fluid down in order to end this charade.  Joe sat back in amazement as mother and daughter engaged in a deep, French kiss, sharing his spunk.  Selling them off to a bunch of Arabs was going to be tough.

 

 

 

To be continued …

 

 

Like Mother, Like Daughter

 

A tale by Dom Master...

 

Chapter 13

 

Joe led his two sex slaves back into the basement and secured them.  He then made his way back upstairs and prepared another pitcher of his protein smoothie, laced with more stimulants.  The two captives had not slept in 3 days and the strain was beginning to show, which of course was the idea.  Joe had to break them completely.

 

Joe forced Carla and Jennifer to quickly consume their drinks and relieve themselves on the stainless steel toilet.  Since Carla went first, she was first to be bound.  Joe positioned Carla on her knees, crossed her legs at the ankles and lashed them together with a leather strap.  He then bound her arms tightly behind her back, and pressed her forward against a Plexiglas board, mounted on an adjustable stand, that had holes aligned with her breasts.  Pulling a strap snugly across her back, Joe pressed Carla’s chest firmly against the clear plastic and made sure her tits protruded freely through the holes.  He then secured young Jennifer likewise, and positioned the two so they faced each other.

 

Jennifer’s mind raced as the leather strap was cinched tight across her back.  The bottoms of her breasts were pinched in the openings until Joe reached his fingers in and lifted them out.  She tried not to imagine what he had in mind for her and her mother, but she certainly knew it was going to be bad, and she stared into her mother’s eyes for some kind of reassurance.

 

Carla returned her daughter’s gaze, but the situation was hopeless.  They were Joe’s playthings, and there was simply nothing she could do about it.  Her body ached and she was exhausted, but her nerves were on edge and she shivered from the cold, the fear and the stimulants that flooded her bloodstream.

 

Having secured them to his satisfaction, Joe knelt between Carla and Jennifer and absentmindedly stroked their tits.

 

“My, my, my…” he slowly exclaimed.  “You better soak in how good these titties feel right now, cuz they won’t feel like this again for a l-o-n-g time.”  Joe drew out the word long, which wasn’t missed by the two girls.

 

Jennifer struggled against the leather strap which held her tight, but to no avail.  Carla too tried instinctively to protect her vulnerable breasts, fearing the worst, but was not able to move an inch in any direction.  Looking down she could see her nipples standing fully erect in the cold air as though they were making themselves available for whatever this sick bastard had in mind.  She couldn’t help but notice that Jennifer’s stood just as erect.

 

Joe had walked away, and as he returned, the two noticed he had a tray in his hand with what appeared to be several syringes and some sort of vial.  Setting the tray on a table close to the two, he asked, “Are either of you allergic to wasps?”

 

Oh my God, Carla though to herself.  What was he doing? …

 

She didn’t think she was, but Jennifer had never been stung by a wasp, so she didn’t know.  What was he talking about? She worried.

 

“Please.  Dear God, don’t do this...” Carla begged.

 

“What the fuck?” Joe shouted.  “Did you fucking just say something?”

 

His open hand landed hard against the side of Carla’s face.

 

“Just for that, your little piss whore Jenny here’s gettin’ a double shot!”  Joe informed the bawling mother.  And just to keep your big mouth quite, I’ve got something extra for you, too.”

 

Joe quickly made his way to a cabinet on the wall and returned with a gag shaped like a small dick, about 4 inches long, attached to a wide latex strap..  He made a point of showing Carla the bottle of habanero chili sauce as he poured a generous amount into an opening in the base of the little cock.  He screwed on the lid and grabbed Carla’s tear streaked cheeks between the thumb and middle finger of his left hand, forcing her mouth open as he drove the gag in with his right.  He quickly secured the hard rubber dick in place with the strap and fastened it tight against the back of her head.

 

Carla squirmed as the spicy sauce slowly seeped from the narrow slit in the head of the little dick.  The opening was just past the point in her mouth where she could have blocked the flow with her tongue, but not far enough back to keep the burning oil from filling her mouth.  After just a few drops had leaked out, the insides of her cheeks felt like they would be burned through, and her entire mouth began to singe as the oil mixed with her ever increasing saliva.  Having to swallow for fear of drowning in her own spit, Carla’s throat soon added to the pain engulfing her head.

 

“I’m going to let you go first, too.” Joe told Carla as he pinched her right nipple hard between his thumb and index finger.  “I want you to go first so you’ll know what your little girl’s gonna be feeling.”

 

With that, Joe pushed the slender needle of the syringe directly into the top, center of her nipple and stopped when it had gone down its length of about 3/8 inch.  He then slowly pushed the plunger in as he withdrew the needle, and distributed the contents, about equal to the venom of ten wasp stings, along the entire inside of her sensitive bud.

 

The pain registered instantly as Carla fought to draw a breath.  The more she struggled, the more of the habanero sauce she drew into her burning mouth and throat.  Her body shook in a futile effort to rid itself of the intense pain radiating from her throbbing nipple as the venom worked its evil magic.  Her nipple instantly began to swell, and Joe cruelly rolled it around and tweaked it with his fingers.  It took only a few seconds for the pain to engulf her entire breast.

 

Before she had even begun to cope with this new, horrific assault, she felt Joe’s pinching on her other nipple. The needle slowly bit into the delicate flesh as it sank the 3/8 inch or so to the base.  Joe left it there for a few seconds as he stared deeply into Carla’s pleading eyes.

 

“Fuck you, Bitch.” He said as he pressed the plunger and withdrew the needle.

 

This time he pinched hard for a few seconds before letting go.  The effect was like a shotgun blast to her chest as the blood slammed into the venom.  Carla felt herself spinning around the room as the pain began to overwhelm her senses, but the sound of her daughter’s blood curdling scream brought her back around.

 

Jennifer let out everything she had as the venom wreaked its havoc on her own delicate nipple, and the effect was as though 20 wasps had just simultaneously stung her.  Joe mauled at her tit, kneading and squeezing it in an effort to spread the pain around as much as he could.  Jennifer’s screams were coming in quick gasps as her mind blindly fought unconsciousness.

 

Joe gave her a few minutes to adjust to the increasing pain still flooding into her before attacking the other nipple.  Like her mother’s, he pinched it tight as the needle withdrew, making sure the venom was forced deeply into the cells before letting go.  A silent scream was frozen on the poor girl’s face as the blast of pain ripped through her.  Joe flicked the little bud hard with his middle finger before taking both tits in his hands and mashing them against her chest.  With her nipples pressed hard against his palms, Joe rolled the firm mounds against the wall of her chest, pressing down with the heals of his hands.  Jennifer shrieked uncontrollably as her eyes rolled back in her head.

 

As bad as this was, Joe wasn’t finished.  He had one more thing to do before he could call it a night.  As Carla and Jennifer thrashed their heads from the overwhelming pain radiating across their chests, Joe retrieved a 14 gauge piercing needle from the cabinet, and four nipple rings.  Joe had ordered a large supply of the captive rings, and each one had a little logo bead, in different colors, that read “Joe’s”.  This was his signature trademark for his sex slaves.

 

For Jennifer, Joe selected yellow with black lettering, and for Carla he selected red with white.  Joe took his time pushing the needle slowly through the sides of their nipples, and delighted in the look of his name as it dangled and danced on their shuddering flesh.  The deep color of their areolas accentuated the little beads, even though the redness and swelling from the synthetic wasp venom was in full bloom.  Joe continued the assault by attaching a thin chain from Jennifer’s right nipple ring to her left.  He repeated the process on her mother.  Finally, he pulled the two chains together and attached a small weight, pulling their nipples down.

 

Joe then moved into position behind Jennifer, and jabbed his throbbing cock, glistening with his precum, deep into her tender ass.  He took long, deliberate strokes and drove himself far up into her bowels as he tugged on the chain with his fingers.  The two women rolled their heads in agony as he tormented their abused nipples.  On the verge on cumming, Joe pulled out and ejaculated into another cock shaped gag, this one intended for Jennifer.  Before screwing the lid closed, Joe topped the hollow dick off with his warm piss, and finished relieving himself on the mother and daughter’s faces.  The gag was then fitted into young Jennifer’s mouth and secured to her head, just like her mother’s.  The cum and piss mixture seeped slowly into her mouth, just as the hot sauce still seeped into Carla’s, and both captives felt as though they had reached the absolute bottom of their despair.

 

Satisfied for the time being, Joe leisurely went about picking things up before making his way upstairs.  He made no comment as he slammed the door shut behind him, and watched the two writhe in agony on the monitor while he fixed himself a nice dinner.

 

 

 

To be continued …

 

 

Like Mother, Like Daughter

 

A tale by Dom Master...

 

Chapter 14

 

The night dragged on through an eternity as the venom continued to spread through Carla’s chest.  The habanero sauce had made the inside of her mouth raw and her newly pierced nipples throbbed with every heartbeat.  Carla couldn’t find even the slightest relief as she tried in vain to block the overwhelming pain radiating through her body.  Her thoughts lingered on the night at the diner, when her world was turned inside out.  If only they had gone home to eat.  If only they had fought back.  If only she had run the car into a bridge abutment, this would not be happening to her and her precious Jennifer now.  She should have killed them all when she had the chance.  Death would have to be better than the living hell they were in.

 

Jennifer’s mind fought frantically to block the reality of the awful situation she was in.  The utter humiliation of her mouth being used as a public urinal was made more vivid by the constant drip of Joe’s piss coming from the dildo gag in her mouth, and competed with the extreme physical pain radiating from her breasts.  The burning had spread throughout her chest and the chain tugging on her nipples made them feel like they were caught in a vice.  She desperately wanted to block out the horrible situation she was in, but no matter how hard she tried, the intense pain kept her mind focused.

 

Joe lay in bed eating his dinner as he nonchalantly watched Carla and Jennifer continuously roll their heads in response to their suffering.  Even though he had just cum, his dick remained semi-erect and he casually stroked it between bites.  Joe knew he was going to score megabucks on the black market when he finally had these two ready for sale, but he felt a certain amount of regret that he would have to give up such a wonderful pair of playthings.

 

As the night wore on, the throbbing in Carla’s chest was replaced by extreme itching as her body began to breakdown the venom.  Although the pain was subsiding, the constant itch was maddening.  As much as she tried, Carla could not take her mind off the sensation, and she would have gladly ground herself against sandpaper if only she had the chance.  Over and over, the question, “Why me?  Why us?  What did we do to deserve this?” rang through her head.  Looking at the contorted expression on her daughter’s face, she knew her darling Jennifer wasn’t fairing any better than she was.  It just wasn’t fair that the two of them would be subjected to this abuse.  They never bothered anyone.

 

Jennifer too began to feel the burning blend into intense itching as she stared into her mother’s eyes, praying for some kind of reprieve.  Her mother had always taken care of her, and always seemed to have a way to make the bad things in her life better.  She knew this was different.  She now saw her mother as a victim, just like herself, and sadly realized that there was no magic answer, and there would be no sudden waking from this living nightmare.  Her mother was broken just like she was.

 

Joe drifted into a peaceful sleep, drained and relaxed.  His dreams were of all the things he would be doing with Carla and her beautiful young daughter.  His mind worked to conjure up new ways to make them his own.  He wanted to strip away all of their previous selves, and replace them with a single desire to satisfy him, both physically and mentally.  He would make them want to please him.  He would make them want to offer themselves to him for any perverted act he chose to bestow upon them.  And he would make them thank him for it.

 

 

 

To be continued …

 

 

Like Mother, Like Daughter

 

A tale by Dom Master...

 

Chapter 15

 

Joe woke refreshed and invigorated, fixed himself a fresh pot of coffee and took a long, hot shower.  Making his way outside, he put on a pair of garden gloves and cut a handful of stinging nettles from the edge of his yard.  As he strolled back to the cabin, Joe soaked in the warm sunshine and relished in the beautiful morning.  He knew how lucky he was, and delighted in the thought of what he was going to do with his pets as he felt the familiar stir of his cock.

 

The night had indeed been long for Carla and Jennifer.  Though the intense burning and itching had faded, their nipples still ached from the weight tugging on their new nipple rings, and they had indeed sunk to the depths of despair.  As bad as the forced sex acts they had performed on Joe and each other had been, the degradation of having to perform for a large group, along with this latest assault, had taken its toll on their psyche and they were nearing their braking points. Carla worried continually about her daughter’s well being, and Jennifer had slipped into the darkness of her inner mind in a futile attempt to escape the predicament she found herself in.

 

As Joe made his way down the stairs, Carla stared dumbly at the branches in his gloved hand and knew it cold only be bad.  Jennifer shuddered uncontrollably as Joe approached her and flicked her battered nipples.

 

“So, Little One, how’d you sleep last night?” Joe asked mockingly.

 

Jennifer tried to block his voice from her consciousness, but couldn’t stop herself from watching his every movement as he removed the strap which held her gag in place.  Drool ran down her chin and dripped onto her chest as he removed the little cock from her mouth.  Turning her head, she watched as he reached behind her and undid the leather strap across her back, which had held her upright.  Off balance, she leaned back, much to her demise, as the chain through her nipple rings pulled taught and threatened to rip her and her mother’s nipples apart.  It was all she could do to compose herself in order to lean forward against the Plexiglas and save her tender buds.

 

“You fucking, sick bastard!”  Jennifer managed to scream out.  “You’re going to rot in hell for what you’re doing to us!”

 

“My, my...” Joe replied.  “Little Jenny’s got a potty mouth.  I guess we’ll have to take care of that.”

 

Jenny screamed in agony as Joe’s hands gripped her tits and squeezed brutally.  With her mouth open wide, Joe grabbed a fistful of her hair, tilted her head back, and hocked up a load of phlegm and saliva and spit it directly into her throat.  Gagging and choking, Jennifer tried to dislodge the disgusting mixture as her mother stared in horror at this latest abuse.

 

Carla thought of the milestones of Jennifer’s life; her first Easter dress, her first day of kindergarten, her first period, which wasn’t all that long ago.  For it all to come to this was just too much for the young mother to handle.  Her mind reeled as she desperately tried to find a way out of this nightmare.

 

With her own mouth still filled with the hard rubber cock gag, Carla couldn’t plead with Joe.  As much as she wanted to beg him to leave her little girl alone, she could only manage a muted grunt.  If she could, she would have asked him to spit in her own mouth, to piss on her, to rip her breasts from her body.  He could do anything he wanted to her, if he would just leave Jennifer alone.

 

Jennifer hung her head and sobbed.  She knew they would never get away.  They belonged to Joe and that was that.  She wished he would just kill them and get it over with, but she knew they wouldn’t be that lucky.  Visions of a life spent performing perverted sex acts flooded in, and she worried about the depths of his depravity.  Only three short days ago she had been a virgin in every sense of the word.  She had never seen a naked man, or boy for that matter, and now her butthole ached from the hard pounding it had endured the night before, and the taste of Joe’s cum, piss and spit lingered in her mouth.  She had licked his foul sperm from her mother’s pussy and ass, and had even passed his cum from her own mouth into her mother’s as they french kissed.  A shudder spontaneously erupted as the vivid memories filled her consciousness and she fought back an overwhelming urge to vomit.

 

Joe was in seventh heaven as he unclipped the weight connecting the two ladies’ nipple chains.  Grabbing Jenny by her still bound wrists, he forced her to stand as he admired her fantastically firm body.  He’d had plenty of sex slaves in the past, but these two, and especially the teenaged Jenny, were really special to him.  The first girl he had raped was only slightly older than her, and the abduction replayed itself in his mind.

 

He was 16 and hanging out at the mall, lusting after all the pussy around him.  He had spotted the blond beauty wearing an especially short skirt and just had to have her.  He followed her through the mall for awhile, keeping enough distance between them not to draw attention, but stayed close enough to watch the thin fabric of her skirt as it flitted over her full, round ass.  Eventually, she made her way down the long corridor that led to the restrooms.  He knew he had her and he waited in the quite hallway just in front of the broom closet.

 

Everything had happened so fast, be he could still smell the sweet fragrance of her hair.  She hadn’t even noticed him as she walked past after finishing in the restroom, and he had quickly covered her mouth from behind, pushed her into the little room and closed the door behind him.  The stark light of the uncovered, florescent fixture added to his excitement and the raw brutality of what he was about to do.  He had pressed himself against her and pinned her body between his own and the utility sink as he whispered in her ear, “You make a sound and you fucking die.  You got it?”  The terrified girl had nodded and cringed as his free hand slid up under her blouse and cupped her breast.  “Keep your hands on the back of the sink.” He had ordered.

 

Joe watched himself through his mind’s eye and remembered the way she had trembled as he cautiously uncovered her mouth, and how he had expected her to cry out.  He had been surprised when she didn’t and he knew he was going to get to rape this gorgeous, young girl.  He had dreamt and fantasized about doing something like that for a long time, and he had scoped out the broom closet way in advance.  He could still feel the smoothness of her skin against his hand as he had slowly caressed the insides of her thighs, and the silkiness of her panties as he ran his fingers across her soft pubic mound, back across her crotch and up between her ass cheeks.  His hard-on had ached.

 

He had quickly unhooked her bra as tears streamed down the girl’s face.  She never let go of the sink and she hadn’t make a sound as he slipped her panties over her hips, down her slender legs and had her step out of them.  Those very panties were still tucked away in his bureau drawer.  He had quickly unbuckled his pants and pushed them down his thighs before he bunched her shirt up over her well defined tits.  He had spit in his hand and covered the head of his cock before rubbing it back and forth across the young virgin’s pussy.  After pulling the short skirt up high on her waist, he had held her tight by the hips as he forced his cock into her.  Though her hymen had already been broken, the sheer tightness of her youthful cunt had assured him she was virgin.  Her cunt had gripped him tightly as he slowly pumped himself in and out of her and he knew he wasn’t going to get to enjoy it nearly long enough.  He had grabbed onto her firm tits and mauled them as he let his weight rest on her, and drove himself as deeply into her as he could.  He had pounded her cunt without mercy as he called her names like prick teaser and gutter slut, the worst insults he could come up with under the circumstances.

 

As the warm memory of his first violent orgasm played out, Joe roughly pushed Jenny into the cold shower spray.  Joe remembered how the young girl’s cunt had clung to him as he reluctantly withdrew.  He had grabbed a handful of her hair and told her as menacingly as he could that he’d be watching for awhile from the hall, and that she’d better not come out any time soon.  As he had pulled up his pants, he took in the beauty of her trembling ass as she clung onto the sink to keep from falling.  She hadn’t dared to look back as he slowly opened the door and peeked out to make sure the coast was clear.  It had only taken about 15 minutes, but that single event had changed his life forever, and there was no going back.

 

 As the cold water streamed through her hair and across her face, Jennifer’s mind retreated to the relative comfort of her own fond memories.  Memories of her school friends, whom she feared she would never see again, helped distract her as the cold water forced her sore nipples erect.  She wondered what her friends were doing right now, and languished over the thought that she never got to tell them goodbye.  She was beginning to accept the prospect that she would never get away from this lunatic, and was truly starting to think that she would be better off dead.  She was losing all hope of escape or rescue, and was at the point of giving up.  Her own ambitions were fading away, and were quickly being replaced by the sick, disgusting whims of Joe the sadist.

 

 Jennifer stared blankly into space as Joe towel dried her goose pimpled skin, something he generally didn’t do.  Joe paid close attention to the area between her legs and her butt crack, and even her armpits.  He left her hair fairly wet, so she was still cold in the cool air of the basement dungeon.  Obligingly, she lay on the table as Joe helped her up, since her arms were still tied together behind her back, and even placed her heels in the stirrups without being told.  She didn’t resist as Joe spread her knees apart and secured them in place, even though he let out a lustful moan and rubbed himself as he took a long look at her vulgarly exposed vagina and anus.

 

“Carla, your little girl here is in need of some discipline for that crude outburst this morning.” Joe said to the worried mother.  “We can’t have her back talking her master when she’s pleasuring him, now can we?”

 

Carla looked on in dismay as Joe came around to her and began to undo her bindings.  Her jaws ached from the long night of clenching her teeth and the inside of her mouth felt like one giant fever blister.  What did he expect from them?  Were they just supposed to take whatever he dished out and like it?  Carla stared at the floor as Joe stood her up and proceeded to wash her off in the cold water.  She feared he would see the hate in her eyes and take it out on Jennifer.

 

“Your little piss whore here’s got to learn some manners.” Joe said rather softly as he towel dried Jennifer’s mother.  “I think her lack of respect is due to poor upbringing, so I’m going to allow you to make up for some of your lapse in discipline.”

 

Carla had not disciplined Jennifer in a long time.  She hadn’t needed to, since Jennifer was so well behaved.  She was the perfect daughter and a model student, and the thought of having to do anything that might not convey how proud she was of her was unthinkable.

 

Joe positioned the naked mother between her daughter’s legs and handed her a pair of suede garden gloves.  Carla hesitantly donned the gloves as she tried to make eye contact with Jennifer in an effort to reassure her.  Jennifer stared at the ceiling.

 

“Here’s the plan.” Joe instructed Carla.  “You’re going to take one of these branches and whip your daughter.”  Carla grimaced as Joe continued.  “You’re going to start on that flat stomach of hers, work your way across both her thighs, and finish right in the middle on her snatch and asshole.  I want at least 10 good whacks at each spot.”  Joe could see the reluctance in the mother’s eyes as she stared at the leaf covered stalks.  “Either you do what you’re told, or I’ll go out and cut down a piece of cane, and I’ll fucking rip her to pieces.  And I expect to see some anger on your face.  I want some fire in your eyes for her since it’s her fault you have to do this.  If she had just kept her fucking mouth shut, you wouldn’t be in this position.”

 

Tears ran down the sides of Jennifer’s face and into her ears as she took in Joe’s words.  She knew she had messed up by speaking out, but she just couldn’t help herself.  The night had been so long, and the hatred had just boiled up and she couldn’t hold it in any longer.  What did he expect, anyways?  She deliberately didn’t look at her mother, and wanted somehow to let her know it was okay.  Forcing her legs wider apart, she offered herself to her mother’s hand.  But neither of them had any idea what stinging nettles were.

 

 Cautiously, Carla picked up one of the innocuous looking stalks.  Though it was a bit over 3 feet long, the stalk wasn’t especially stiff or rigid.  She had been afraid that it would have been hard, like a stick, and didn’t like the thought of “canning” her daughter.  Even more, she didn’t like the thought of Joe canning her daughter!  It was actually rather leafy and seemed to have little hairs along its length and on the backsides of the leaves.  How bad could this be?  she wondered.

 

Joe took up a position behind Jennifer’s head and placed his hands on her shoulders, pinning her to the table.  “Get to it.” He ordered her mother.

 

Carla bent her right wrist back and flicked out the willowy branch, landing it across her daughter’s navel.  At first, there was no reaction from Jennifer, but after a few seconds, she began first to squirm, and then to thrash about as the tiny, stinging hairs began to produce an intense, stinging pain.  Carla didn’t understand, so she lightly ran the branch across her forearm to see what effect it would have.

 

“You’ll get yours soon enough.” Joe interjected as he saw the stunned look on Carla’s face. “Now get back to work, you’ve got a long way to go.  That is, unless you want me to finish.”

 

A patch of white bumps surrounded by a bright red rash had appeared on Jennifer’s stomach, and also on Carla’s forearm.  The sensation was unbelievable.  Carla’s left arm shook in response to the assault of the chemical cocktail injected into her skin.  Hypodermic like nettles had broken off the plant and were now lodged in her and Jennifer’s skin.  “Oh my God.” She thought as the stinging continued to increase, along with Jennifer’s thrashing.

 

“What the fuck are you waiting for?”  Joe shouted.  I guess you want me to fuck her up!”

 

Carla could hardly bring herself to deliver the second blow, but the threat of Joe taking action seemed to be the much worse of the two evils.  With her own eyes welling up with tears, Carla brought the branch down again and again against the taught skin on Jennifer’s abdomen.  Not wanting to concentrate the nettles in one place, Carla had covered Jennifer’s entire stomach, transforming the flawless smooth flesh into a bright red berry patch speckled with white bumps.  Jennifer flopped around like a fish out of water desperately trying to rid her self of the terrible agony.  Joe looked at Carla with obvious disgust due to her lack luster performance.

 

“Now Carla, you’re going to have to do way better than that.” Joe informed her.  “Get mad. Get fired up! Show me some anger.  Your piss whore daughter fucked up and now you have to teach her a lesson.  So fucking teach her!  This is the last warning you’re gonna get.”

 

As Carla took aim at the tender flesh on Jennifer’s thighs, Joe stopped her and told her to pick up a fresh branch.  Her distain for him had reached the flash point, and she tore into poor Jennifer’s flesh.

 

“Tell her what a slut she is.”  Joe ordered.  “Let her know where her place is.”

 

“God damn it.”  Carla screamed.

 

Not wanting Joe to take over, she directed her anger at her innocent daughter.

 

“God damn it, Jennifer.  Why are you such a slut?”  Carla demanded as she criss-crossed Jennifer’s soft thighs with nettles.  The welts and rash appeared instantly as the tiny needles stung her flesh.

 

“Give her more.” Joe demanded.  “Tell her she better take care of her master before things get a whole lot worse!”

 

“Damn you, Jennifer.”  Carla shouted, redirecting her anger at the young girl.  “You’ll give your master whatever he wants if you know what’s good for you.  You’ll suck him and fuck him all night if that’s what he wants.”

 

Carla had slipped into a rage and didn’t even realize she had laid down 30 strokes as she vented her anger towards Joe on her screaming daughter.  It was all Joe could do to hold the girl down as she thrashed around on the table.  The muscles and tendons in her legs strained hard against the restraints as the stinging and itching burned deeply into the tissue.

 

Hearing Carla’s voice shout obscenities and commands at her daughter had caused Joe’s cock to grow to the point that he needed immediate relief, so as Carla regained her self-control, Joe secured Jennifer’s shoulders to the table, reliving him from having to hold her down.  Even though he enjoyed feeling her struggle, he had something else in mind.  Once he had her secured, Joe inserted a hard, rubber ring into the girl’s drooling mouth, turned her head to the side and lodged his throbbing cock deep inside.  Jennifer panted and wheezed through her nose and around Joe’s dick as she gasped for air.

 

“Alright, dear Carla,” Joe began, “it’s time to finish the lesson.  She’s got 10 more lashes to go, and I don’t think she quite understands her duty to her master, so I expect you to make it clear to her.  Remember, if you’re not up to it, I certainly am.”

 

As much as Joe knew he would enjoy giving young Jenny a good canning, he enjoyed watching her mother punish her for not serving him in the way he expected.  As exciting as it had been to fuck the two of them side by side and having them suck his cum from each other’s cunt and ass, hearing Carla order her own daughter to participate with more enthusiasm as she angrily whipped her with the nettles was even more stimulating.

 

Joe was certainly a control freak.  From his early teens, after his father had left him and his mother alone, he had taken control of his mother.  His father had taught him well that a woman was to serve her man, and he was more than willing to step up and remind her of that fact.  At 15 years old, he had had no qualms about slapping her the way he had seen his father do many times before.  After all, she had been the one who fucked up and made his dad leave in the first place.  His mother had quickly taken a subservient role to him, and no matter how filthy the names he called her were, especially when his friends were around, she would always respond submissively, and would even give his friends hand-jobs when he told her to.  Some of them had wanted to fuck her, and he was sure she would have done it, but the thought of his friends doing his mother was just too gross and he wouldn’t let them.  He did make her let them watch her take a shower once, and they had jerked off on her clean panties and bra before she got dressed.

 

Jennifer’s stomach muscles ached and her thighs were cramping from being drawn so tight in an effort to ward off the incessant burning and itching.  While not near as painful as the venom in her nipples had been, it was still tormenting and she felt she had lost control of her lower body.  And with Joe’s fat dick in her mouth, she was having trouble breathing and found herself choking on her own saliva and Joe’s pre-cum.  She fought to relax for fear of strangling, but as much as she wanted to, she could not block the intense sensation permeating across her stomach and down her thighs.  She also couldn’t understand what was happening to her mother.  It was almost as though she blamed her for not wanting to satisfy this monster.  Being told to fuck and suck a rapist by the person she trusted most in the world was hard for her to accept.  And the way her mother had whipped the nettles against her skin in a blind rage made Jennifer wonder if maybe she had done something to actually deserve this punishment.  After all, her own mother had called her a slut, and right now she would much rather have Joe inside her than to be whipped any more, so maybe she really was a slut.  She began earnestly sucking on Joe’s dick hoping he would see how hard she was trying to please him so that he might stop her punishment early.  She couldn’t even imagine what the nettles would do to the delicate flesh between her legs.

 

“Let’s get on with it, Carla.” Joe interrupted the women’s thoughts.  Your little slut daughter here’s trying to suck my cum out.  What do think of that?  I think she’s just trying to get out of her lesson.  What did she call me?  A fucking, sick, bastard?  I don’t think either of you realize you could just as easy be dead now.  There were plenty of people at that party last night who would have paid good money to snuff both of you!”

 

The threat wasn’t wasted on Carla.  She looked down at her daughter desperately sucking on this lunatic’s cock as the welts on her flawless skin continued to rise.  Picking up a fresh branch, she slowly slid it across Jennifer’s hairless pubic mound and drew it between her labia and even applied a downward pressure as it grazed across the young girl’s battered anus.  “May as well get this over with.” She thought.

 

“Jennifer! You suck Master’s cock.” She said as she slapped the nettles against the outer folds of Jennifer’s pussy.  “Use your tongue.  Suck it right!”  She commanded as the nettles smacked against tender flesh between her vagina and anus.  Quit squirming or I’ll give you 20!”

 

Jennifer sucked feebly as the nettles dug into her most sensitive areas.  Joe had grabbed a fistful of her hair and was fucking her mouth deeply as every muscle in her body tensed up in a futile effort to block the overpowering sensations.  She lost count as her mother continued to bring down more and more of the evil nettles, imbedding them deeply into her flesh.  She began to drift off as the hard cock blocked most of her air, and her nose was unable to keep up with the demand.

 

Joe had matched Carla’s rhythm two to one as he fucked his prick in and out of her daughter’s throat.  With one hand holding the side of her head down against the table and the other on her throat, he pumped deep and hard through the rubber ring in Jenny’s mouth.  Carla continued to shout obscene commands at her daughter as she covered Jennifer’s crotch with welts.  As the distraught mother finished the tenth lash, Joe drained his sperm into her daughter’s throat.  When he withdrew, he left the rubber ring in place and as the girl’s thrashing reintensified, her gurgling on his cum mixed with her desperate moaning, and cum bubbles appeared under her nostrils as the thick fluid was forced up through her sinuses.

 

“Jesus Christ.  Look what you did.”  Joe smirked at Carla as the two of them stared transfixed on the writhing girl.

 

Carla looked on numbly as Joe bound her wrists behind her back.

 

“You hesitated a couple of times there, but all in all, you did good.  I expect my slaves to respond without question and I never want to have to repeat a command to you.  From now one, you only get one chance.”  Joe continued as he positioned Carla on a table next to her daughter’s, secured her legs wide and her shoulders tight.

 

“I’m going to give you double, just so you don’t forget.”  Joe stated dryly.

 

Carla braced herself for the inevitable, but there was simply no way for her to deal with the overpowering anguish.  Her stomach was quickly devoured, and soon her inner thighs added to her misery.  Joe took a break before laying into her cunt and she realized the extent of suffering she had just bestowed upon her precious child.  She knew it would have been worse on both of them had she not cooperated, but she would never be able to forgive herself, and took the pain and itching eating away at her flesh as just reward.  She actually anticipated the remaining punishment and believed she deserved every bit of it.  What she didn’t anticipate was Joe folding a thin portion of a fresh branch over a few times, forming a nine inch long spear about 2 inches thick, and pushing it inside of her.

 

The stiff nettles scrapped the soft tissue lining Carla’s vagina which responded immediately by swelling, and only served to imbed even more of the sharp needles, and their chemical contents, deep into her moist flesh.  Carla struggled to catch her breath and hardly realized that she was screaming at the top of her lungs.  Inspired by the intense reaction, Joe fashioned a smaller version and sank it about three inches into her ass.

 

Though the memory of her painful nipple torture was still vividly fresh in her mind, this new assault was competing to be most excruciating experience of her life.  Childbirth wasn’t even close.  Her senses were overloading and her entire body, from the waist down, felt as though she had been dipped in an acid bath.  Every agonizing second seemed only to add more fuel to the fire until she was completely seething in pain.  The muscles in her vagina and anus clenched and spasmed involuntarily, gathering more and more nettles.

 

Joe knew the nettles would not cause permanent injury, but he was growing somewhat concerned about Carla.  He had never put them inside anyone before and wondered if he should pull them out.  After all, he would hate to damage his new toy before it was properly broken in.  He looked on in fascination as the pain contorted the young mother’s face.  He felt his well conditioned dick begin to stir as he watched her swollen sphincter clench down on the offending branch over and over.

 

“Wow! That’s got to hurt!” He said to no one in particular.

 

Knowing the pain and itching would build on their own for the next hour or two before beginning to subside, Joe reluctantly withdrew the makeshift dildos from Carla’s openings, making sure to rub them against the soft folds of her labia and the little space between her cunt and ass.  He even swiped the one out her ass down along her butt crack as far as he could.

 

“This should keep the two of you occupied for awhile.” He said coldly.  “I have some chores to tend to in town today and I wouldn’t want you getting bored.”

 

 

 

 

To be continued …

 

 

Like Mother, Like Daughter

 

A tale by Dom Master...

 

Chapter 16

 

Locking the door behind him, Joe made his way out to his car.  Although he had made quite a lucrative career out of training and selling sex slaves, and each one had been special in their own way, these two excited him more than most.  Visions of the 14 year old Jenny lapping his cum from her mother’s pussy caused his cock to stir, and he found himself rubbing his crotch absent mindedly.

 

Like a kid on Christmas night, he hated to leave his new toys but the demands of living required his attention for the moment.  In town, he quickly gathered groceries and supplies, stopped in the local bar for a couple of drinks with some old friends, friends that had no clue what kind of person Joe really was, and gassed up the car.  Joe also made some calls from a parking lot pay phone to several of his business associates and made arrangements for some of the various activities he had planed for Jenny and her young mother.

 

The morning and afternoon had been excruciating for Carla and Jennifer.  Even though the burning had subsided within the first hour or so, it had been replaced by maddening itching.  As the minutes dragged by, their thoughts were consumed with the extreme sensations, and dissolved into the living hell they found themselves in.  With no conceivable way out, the hopelessness of their situation pulled them both into a deep depression.  Deprived of sleep and solid food since their capture, their bodies and spirits had grown weak and were not up to staging any kind of resistance.  Joe had not given them anything to eat that day, and even though the stimulants he had been feeding them had worn off, the nettles were more than enough to prevent them from getting the rest they so desperately needed.

 

As his tires rumbled over the course gravel road leading to his cabin, Joe’s cock again began to stir.  Like Pavlov’s dogs, just the site of the cabin was enough to elicit a response from his libido, and the anticipation grew as he gathered the groceries and lugged them inside.  Gathering a few supplies, Joe made his way downstairs.

 

“Well well, ladies, Master’s home.” Joe stated as he set the items on the counter.  “I see the nettles have almost gone away.  What do you think we should do?” he asked rhetorically.

 

Jennifer and Carla began to shake as the prospect of another round of nettles dug into their minds.  But before they could respond, Joe continued…

 

“I’m going to give you a special opportunity tonight.  You have done nothing to deserve it, but I’m in an especially good mood, and I want to see if you’ve begun to learn anything yet.” Joe said in a stern voice.

 

Carla sneaked a quick glance at her daughter who stared fixated into Joe’s eyes.  Both women clung to every word, worried that some horrible scenario would come spewing out, not daring to hope for some kind of reprieve.

 

As Joe unbuckled the restraints holding the two captives in place, he said, “Tonight, I’ll give you the privilege of serving me upstairs.  A warm shower, a hot meal and a soft bed.” 

 

Jennifer’s heart raced with excitement as she sat up and massaged her bruised wrists.  Carla was a bit more skeptical as she stepped gingerly onto the floor.  Her crotch still itched considerably, but she didn’t dare rub it.

 

“Put this on each other.” Joe ordered as he handed a large mason jar to Carla.  “Don’t worry.” He said as he noticed the concern on the women’s faces.  “It’s just baking soda and water.”

 

“Be sure to cover all your welts and anywhere that still itches.” Joe continued as he wiped down the sweat covered tables.  “Jenny, make sure you clean out your mother’s cunt and ass. I’m sure she’ll appreciate it.”

 

Jennifer didn’t much like the idea of massaging anything into her mother’s crotch, but had grown numb and made no effort to resist.  As mother and daughter massaged the soothing paste onto each other’s sore, tired bodies, Joe turned on the shower and let the water warm to a comfortable temperature.

 

Still suspicious, Carla tepidly reached her hand into the spray and was surprised to feel the comforting warmth.  Jennifer joined her and both let the calming water soothe their dying spirits.

 

“Wash up good.”  Joe suggested in a pleasant voice.

 

Jennifer hesitantly took the bottle of shampoo from the shelf and half expected Joe to stop her.  It was amazing to her how good a hot shower could feel, and how pleasant the simple chore of washing her hair could be.  Carla too was enraptured by the feeling of the warm spray of water across her face as she cupped her face in her hands and wiped the reality of her situation away, even though it was just for a few moments.  Her body and mind had begun to relax and she was actually grateful that Joe had given them this gift.

 

Again the girls were taken back when Joe offered them both a large, soft bath sheet as he turned off the water.  As they dried themselves, Joe rummaged through a dresser in the corner, and produced two beautiful corsets.  Not thrilled at the prospect of having to wear sexy outfits, the two were grateful at least for having something to put on their bodies.

 

Joe helped the less experienced Jennifer into the close-fitting, pink and black plaid garment.  The top was small, and covered her from her mid waist up to barely over her nipples. It laced in the front with a broad, black ribbon and had padded cups which caused her cleavage to bulge out at the top.  The bottoms were a sort of boy shorts cut, made of the same pink and black plaid material, edged in black elastic and had garters which hung down her shapely legs.

 

“Put these on.” Joe ordered as he handed her a pair of black fishnet stockings. 

 

The whole outfit had a very slutty, schoolgirl look about it, which Joe enjoyed immensely.  Carla had managed to slip on the deep red corset Joe had given her, but was not able to lace it up since the laces were on the back.  She had also slipped on the shorts, such as they were.  Actually, the shorts were merely a wide strip of the same red and black lace fabric as the corset, which simply wrapped around her ass.  There was no crotch to them, and like the top, there was about a 6 inch gap in the material in the back where it laced together.  Joe cinched the material together as he centered the gap over the crack of her ass.  He then tightly cinched up the top and made sure her nipples, with their new nipple rings, flowed over the top of the shelf bra.  Carla’s outfit didn’t have stockings.

 

Looking at the two of them, Joe whistled as he had them turn around and model for him.

 

“Jesus H. Christ.”  He said slowly as he took their beauty in. “If you’re ready, let’s head on up.” He continued as he ushered them from behind, staring deeply at the exposed crack of Carla’s ass as he followed her up the steep stairs.

 

“I think Jenny and I are going to watch a little TV while you rustle us all up a nice dinner.” Joe said as he led Jennifer toward the couch.

 

Carla surveyed the kitchen as Joe popped in a DVD. 

 

“If you need anything, just ask.” Joe said as the screen came to life with one of his homemade porno films.

 

Joe put his arm around Jennifer’s shoulder and pulled her close as the professionally edited video began.  Carla tried not to watch the story as she busied herself in the small kitchen.  Rummaging through the fridge and cabinets, she found enough ingredients to make a decent meatloaf and blocked out the brutal gang rape that was taking place on the screen in front of her 14 year old daughter.

 

Jennifer watched in horror as the girl in the outdoor scene, not much older than she was, was being taken by five guys at once.  She had been made to squat over a big black man with an enormous penis, who was lying on his back in the grass, and position his cock at the entrance to her pussy.  Another large man had come up behind her and pushed down on her shoulders until she was impaled on the huge dick.  The man from behind then pushed her forward, and jammed his own cock deep into the screaming girl’s ass.  As the man under her pounded himself against her cervix, the man behind her slammed into her bleeding asshole while another man stuffed himself into her throat.  Two other men stood beside her and used her delicate hands to jack themselves off.

 

As the scene continued, Joe let his hand slip down Jennifer’s chest and slid his fingers under the thin material covering her nipples.  He twirled the nipple ring around with his index finger as his cock bulged and throbbed against his pants.

 

Carla tried to concentrate on dinner as the screams from the battered girl rang out from the television.  Looking up after an especially loud outburst, Carla watched in disbelief as the girl was bent over a fallen log with her legs stretched wide and held by two of the men, and her arms were held out in front of her by a third, while a thick, rough branch was pushed so deep into her pussy that blood began to gush out.  The branch was slowly twisted and withdrawn and as the camera zoomed in, Carla and Jennifer both stared in dismay as the rough bark removed pieces of the screaming girl’s flesh.  The amount of blood that came out when the branch was fully removed was nauseating, and the scene faded as the 5 men emptied their bladders on the girl’s limp body.

 

As Carla placed the meatloaf in the oven to cook, Joe motioned for her to join him and her daughter on the couch.  Carla was self conscious and watched her new nipple rings jiggle over the top of her corset as she made her way into the living room.  Joe indicated that she should sit on the other side of him, and he placed his free arm around her as the next scene opened up.

 

In this scene, there was a man who had been severely beaten and tied against a tree, with another man holding his head facing a certain way and yelling at him to keep his eyes open.  The camera angle slowly widened and turned to focus on a woman who appeared to be in her early forties.  Her body was slightly round and a bit out of shape, and she stood in just a white bra and panties, with her arms tied together and suspended from a rope thrown over a branch above her.

 

The crack of the whip exploded as the smooth white skin on her back was ripped open.  Ten lashes left the woman bloody, limp and dangling by her arms.  While unconscious, two other men dropped her to the ground, tied the rope to her ankles and hoisted her spread eagle upside down until her head was just above the ground.  Ten more lashes cut into the battered woman’s stomach, thighs and breasts and 1 even split the folds of her labia, removing a good deal of the delicate flesh in the process. Carla and Jennifer were sickened by the sight, but Joe’s cock grew rock hard.

 

“God damn, I need a blow job!” Joe says to the wide-eyed women. 

 

Immediately, mother and daughter reach for Joe’s belt, quickly getting the sadist’s pants down and earnestly lavish attention on his throbbing dick until he sprays his cum into their open mouths.

 

“That was a damn fine meatloaf, Carla.” Joe says as he leans back in his chair.

 

Other than the fact that Carla and Jennifer were dressed in sexy lingerie, you’d think this was just one happy family enjoying a meal together.  The two women eagerly devoured the small portions Joe had given them, as he made small talk mostly about himself and some of the former captives he had trained and sold.  Not having been given permission to speak, they only answered direct questions, and even then with simple, to the point answers.

 

“Tonight is going to be a special night.” Joe exclaimed.  “I need to take a progress reading on your conditioning.  Remember, you have done absolutely nothing to earn this reward…it is a gift from your master.  Tonight you will show me what you’ve learned.  We’re going to go to bed in just a bit, and you’re going to show me how entertaining the two of you can be.  You’re going to fuck and suck me ‘till I’m satisfied, then you’re going to do each other until I’m ready for some more.  Carla, you’re going to help me fuck your little girl.  If you think I might want to put my dick in her asshole, you’re going to put it there.  Jenny, if I cum in your mother’s cunt, you’ll spread her pussy and suck the cum out.  Do you understand?”

 

The women slowly nodded.

 

“We wouldn’t want you staring in a movie like the one we just watched, now would we?” Joe asked cynically.

 

Renewed fear attacked Carla and Jennifer’s minds, and they had no doubt that Joe would make good on his threat.

 

For the rest of the night, Carla and Jennifer fucked and sucked.  Joe took them in every position a man and two women can get into.  He had Jennifer on all fours with the side of Carla’s head resting on her tailbone, and when he’d withdraw from the young girl’s stretched asshole her mother would engulf his cock in her mouth and slather it with spit before guiding it back into her daughter’s tight opening, cupping his balls in her hand the entire time.

 

Jennifer also made good on her word, and lapped at her mother’s sloppy cunt after Joe unloaded into it.  Thick globs of sperm clung to the girl’s chin as she formed her tongue into a straw and slurped up the warm, sticky fluid from deep inside.

 

As Joe began to tire, the mother and daughter embraced in a deep, passionate open-mouth kiss, before getting into a 69 position and bringing each other to a shuddering orgasm.  It didn’t take Joe long to regain his strength, and soon he was taking turns first on one end, then the other of the 69ing couple.  Back and forth his cock went, from mom’s ass to daughter’s mouth, from daughter’s cunt to mom’s mouth and everywhere in between.  He made sure to take his cock from ass to cunt to mouth in every possible combination.

 

Carla and Jennifer had completely given in.  There was simply no resistance left in them, and they did whatever Joe seemed to want.  The brutality of the video they had witnessed motivated them to perform as best as they could, no matter how revolting each depraved act was.  At least this wasn’t painful physically, and Carla couldn’t help but wonder about the young girl in the video.

 

Satisfied at last, Joe fell peacefully asleep with Carla curled up to him on one side and Jennifer on the other.  It was the first night in three days that the women were actually able to get some much needed sleep, and they were both truly grateful.

 

 

 

To be continued …

 

 

Like Mother, Like Daughter

 

A tale by Dom Master...

 

Chapter 17

 

Joe had awaken only once during the night, emptied his bladder into Jennifer’s mouth and fucked Carla’s still swollen ass, which Jennifer dutifully reamed out.

 

“Get up and put some coffee on.” Joe ordered Carla, rousing her from a deep sleep. “We’ve got a big day ahead of us.

 

Spooning against young Jennifer’s body, Joe caught another 10 minutes of contented sleep as Carla put on the pot of coffee.  Even though she had to pee terribly, Carla didn’t dare, and the sound of the water filling the pot nearly caused her to wet the floor.

 

As Joe turned in the bed and caught Carla’s eye, Carla said in as a diminutive a voice as she could muster, “Master, I have to use the restroom.”

 

“Not a problem.” He replied as he shook Jennifer awake.  “Your little piss whore daughter here will be more than happy to take care of that for you, won’t you?” he said.

 

Jennifer stared through bleary eyes and tried to catch up to the conversation.

 

“You mother has to take a piss, Jenny.”  Joe stated bluntly.  “Hang your head over the side of the bed so she can relieve herself.”

 

Still not sure what he wanted, Jennifer let Joe move her body into position so that she was on her back with her head hanging off the side of the bed closest to the kitchen.

 

“Get over here Carla.” Joe ordered

 

Carla’s heart sank as she made her way toward her daughter.  “What had she done?” she wondered.  “This isn’t what I meant.” She argued to herself.  It wasn’t what she’d meant at all.

 

Slowly, Carla made her way toward her daughter’s upturned face.  As much as she wanted to beg Joe not to make her go through with it, she knew it would only make things worse.

 

“That’s right, Mommy dear.” Joe cooed.  “Come on over here and let your little baby make you feel all better.  That’s it, lift your shorts up a bit and straddle little Jenny’s big potty mouth.”

 

“You like drinking piss, don’t you Jenny?” Joe asked coldly.  “You sure seem to like drinking my piss, anyway.  Do you want to drink your mother’s hot piss?” He asked her.

 

Jenny could feel a wave of nausea sweep over her and fine droplets of sweat broke out on her forehead, but she knew she was going to have to do it.  Resigning herself to her fate, the young girl opened her mouth as her mother moved into position over her.

 

The hot jet of dark, yellow urine burned her throat as Jennifer struggled to swallow fast enough.  Her mother’s stream was much stronger than Joe’s and with each swallow, Jennifer’s face was bathed in piss. Her eyes, nose and throat all burned from the strong fluid and as her hair became soaked, the smell of urine began to overwhelm her.  Several times she gagged and puked up the foul liquid, but continued to consume all she could out of fear of what Joe might do if she didn’t.

 

Joe was in paradise as he took in the scene in front of him.  He had picked up the handheld video camera he kept next to the bed, and zoomed in close on the pained expression on Carla’s face as she watched her own daughter choke and puke on her piss.

 

“Spread your pussy open.” Joe demanded as he got a tight shot on the stream as it shot out of Carla’s urethra and into Jennifer’s grimacing mouth.  He focused on Jennifer’s throat as she swallowed mouthful after mouthful, and caught the overflow as it ran down into her nostrils and bloodshot eyes.

 

“God Damn, you’re such a piss whore slut.” Joe said as he went to wide angle and took in the whole scene.

 

Carla’s nipples looked magnificent pushed up and out, with their shiny rings glinting in the light, and the sexiness of her outfit contrasted nicely with the look on her face as she peed into her daughter’s gagging throat.  Joe captured every nuance on the horrified mother’s face as the hard flow became a soft trickle and finally subsided.

 

“What do think, Jenny?” Joe smirked.  “Whose piss tastes better?  Mine?  Or your mother’s?

 

Carla slowly backed away from the bed and looked down at her daughter’s drenched face and hair.  Piss and puke had combined to form clumps in her long hair and dripped to the floor in puddles as huge tears streaked down the distraught mother’s cheeks.

 

Jennifer couldn’t keep herself from crying.  Even though she tried, the sobbing just wouldn’t stop and she knew Joe was enjoying her torment as much as her mother was suffering from it.  Maybe Joe really intended to turn her into a piss whore. “Oh God!” she cried to herself.

 

Joe sent Jennifer down into the cellar for a cold shower while Carla prepared his breakfast.  When she returned, cold and wet, Joe ordered Carla to do the same.  As he ate, Jennifer got into the tight jeans and t-shirt, no under things, he had handed her and upon Carla’s return, she dressed in similarly tight jeans and t-shirt, and like her daughter, went without the benefit of underwear.

 

Joe ordered the two to fix their hair and find themselves a pair of tennis shoes from his closet.  He had many pairs of girl’s shoes in the bottom of the closet, in all sizes and styles.

 

As Jennifer sat on the edge of the bed lacing the blue and white Nikes, she noticed how sexy her mother looked in the tight outfit.  The jeans clung to her legs and hips like they were painted on, and her nipple rings were noticeable through the thin fabric of the plain, pastel blue shirt.  Her own nipples poked through the soft pink material of the shirt she was wearing, and the tight jeans, which were actually made of a stretchy material much lighter than denim, continually dug into her crotch and made the folds of her vagina very noticeable.

 

“Well, ladies, we have things to do today.”  Joe interrupted Jennifer’s thoughts.  “I noticed some stubble last night that we need to take care of.  Nothin’ bothers me more than stubble on my slave’s pussies, so we’re gonna have to take care of it once and for all.”

 

Joe had many business associates in his profession as a sex slave trader, and had already made arrangements to have their pubic hair permanently removed.  He just wanted to make them feel guilty for having pubic hair in the first place.

 

Carla fretted over what Joe might have them do on the way to wherever he had planned to take them.  The thought of having her pubic hair removed permanently just drove the point deeper that they were never going to get out of this dreadful situation.  Through it all, she had clung to the hope that he would tire of them and let them go, but her hope was diminishing by the minute.

 

Just as Carla had feared, Joe had Jennifer sit next to him with his cock in her mouth, and had her lean against them and caress his balls.  She could feel her daughter’s mouth press against her hand each time Joe forced her head down, and Jennifer’s spit collected around his balls and in her hand.

 

The drive to Joe’s associate’s office took a while, but Joe waited until he had pulled into the lot behind the office and parked before cumming in Jennifer’s mouth.  Jennifer did as Joe told her and swapped his cum with her mother as the two french kissed.  Joe also told them not to wipe the remains from their chins and led them into the office which, being Saturday morning, was closed.

 

Joe’s associate, Pete, was a burley man with a heavy, pot belly.  He was used to the clientele Joe brought in and was a regular at one of the BDSM clubs Joe frequented.  He enjoyed performing electrolysis on unwilling participants, and he found these two to be especially exciting.

 

Joe sat in a corner chair as mother and daughter slowly removed their sexy outfits in front of Pete.  Jennifer felt herself flush red as Pete looked up and down her naked body, and felt she would just die when Pete asked Joe if that was cum on her face.

 

“You know it is.” Joe replied.  “You’ll get your turn when you’re done, just like always.”

 

Pete instructed Carla to lie on the table and put her legs up in the stirrups.  Once she was secured into position, Pete reclined the table so that her head was very low to the floor and Joe had Jennifer stand over her, facing away.  Pete then readjusted the table so that Carla’s face was planted in her daughter’s crotch, and Joe grabbed the young girl and pulled her head down to his semi-erect dick.

 

“This should keep both of you quiet.”  Joe said as he pressed himself against Jennifer’s face.  “Go ahead, Pete.  They look ready to me.

 

Pete had removed his clothes was stroking himself as he pulled his stool into position between Carla’s spread legs.  The painful procedure took over an hour as each hair was zapped with a small jolt of electricity and tweased away.  Pete was very through and made sure to get each and every one, including those around her clenched anus.  Every now and then he would place the instrument directly against the tight muscle and zap it just to watch it flinch, and the muffled screams into Jennifer’s pussy let Pete and Joe know just how much discomfort Carla was in.

 

Upon completion, Pete took his payment and pounded his cock into Carla’s reddened cunt.  Taking a tube of KY from the table next to him, Pete coated two fingers and jabbed them into Carla’s tender asshole before forcing his cock deep inside.  Pete slapped his open hand against her thighs and pubic mound as he pounded her ass, before arching his back and spraying his cum deep inside her bowels.

 

“Watch this.” Joe said he withdrew his spit covered dick from Jennifer’s throat. 

 

Obediently, Jennifer made her way between her mother’s legs, knelt so she could plant her lips firmly against the now gapping hole, and sucked out the thick load of sperm from her ass.

 

“Holy shit!” Pete exclaimed.  “How long have you had them?”

 

“Just a few days.” Joe replied.  “They’re born sluts, what can I say?”

 

Carla’s hate bubbled in her blood as she felt her daughter’s tongue slithering inside her butt.  Joe knew he had made them do all this perverted stuff, but was making out like they wanted to do it.  She almost cried out in protest, but wisely decided against it.

 

“I hate to interrupt, but you’re next little girl.” Pete said as he released the restraints holding Carla in place.

 

Jennifer hated this man as much as she hated Joe, but got up on the table like she was directed.  It took just a couple of minutes for Pete to secure her into position with her mother straddling her face, and get to work as Joe fed his dick into Carla’s throat.

 

Just like he had done to Carla, Pete was careful to get every little hair between the young girl’s legs, though there certainly weren’t as many.  And like he had done to Carla, Pete playfully zapped Jennifer’s tight anus just for fun.

 

Pete exploded into the young girl’s ass as Joe filled her mother’s mouth with his thick load, and like her daughter had done earlier, Carla dutifully moved in between Jennifer’s legs and sucked the cum from her ass.  As the two men relaxed and chatted, mother and daughter performed a passionate 69 on the hard table in front of them.

 

With their faces now covered with each other’s juices, Carla and Jennifer dressed in the tight clothes before following Joe back out to the car.  From Pete’s office, Joe drove for several hours before pulling into a gravel lot next to a community ball park.

 

“We’re going to watch a game for a while.” Joe told the two sternly.  “You’re here to have a good time,” he continued as he unlocked the glove box and retrieved a nickel plated revolver, put it under his belt and covered it with his shirt.  “Just enjoy and remember I hold your lives in my hands.”

 

Carla thought of how she could break away and run toward the first security guard she saw, but she knew she didn’t have the courage.  There was too much risk that he would shoot Jennifer.  She knew they would go along with whatever he wanted, and it was killing her inside.

 

Jennifer was distracted by the lustful stares of the middle-aged men as they focused on her firm breasts and clearly visible nipples.  She was also aware of the judgmental leers coming from their wives, as though it was her fault their husbands were perverts.

 

Joe found an empty section a few rows behind a family of mostly boys.  The boys weren’t shy about looking directly at the tits so lewdly displayed, and dad turned to take in the scene as much as he could without drawing too much negative attention from the wife, who had already dismissed Carla and Jennifer as obvious sluts.

 

Joe worked his hand between Jennifer’s legs and spread them apart enough to cause the older boys to giggle and gawk at her camel toe.  Dad shifted on the bleacher bench, rested his elbows on his knees and continually snuck glances back as mom focused on the game.

 

 Joe watched the girl’s softball game on the field as more and more of the men and boys around them took notice of the two sexy females.  He got a kick out of seeing the wives and mother’s reactions as they figured out what their boys were looking at.  Joe leaned back on his elbows as Carla and Jennifer squirmed under the scrutiny of so many leering eyes.

 

Eventually the game ended, and Joe went to work.  As the players left the field and joined up with their families, Joe the predator scouted the crowd for just the right victims. 

 

Without warning, Joe got up and said softly, “Let’s go.”

 

Walking quickly, the three made their way back to the car where Joe retrieved a small satchel from the trunk.  From the front seat, Joe watched intently as a rather large man and a young girl in her baseball uniform made their way across the gravel lot and got into a Ford F150 pickup truck.  As father and daughter pulled out of the lot, Joe pulled out a few cars behind them and followed at a distance.

 

 

To be continued …

 

 

Like Mother, Like Daughter

 

A tale by Dom Master...

 

Chapter 18

 

“Ladies, it’s time for you to fulfill order number 6.  Do I have to remind you what it is?”  Joe asked bluntly.

 

Carla replied, “The slave will help Master acquire new slaves?”

 

“You don’t seem too sure, but that’s it.”  Joe said.  “Today you’re going to help me get a new slave.”

 

Carla’s mind filled with mixed emotions.  She was appalled that Joe would actually expect them to participate in the kidnapping of another victim.  But at the same time, her hope was renewed that he would get bored with her and Jennifer and let them go in favor of some new plaything.  Jennifer simply couldn’t understand the implications.

 

Eventually, the Ford turned onto a two lane highway and Joe followed.  After a bit, Joe passed the truck and sped on ahead, leaving the truck some distance behind.  As they made their way along the now deserted stretch of road, Joe explained his plan to Carla.

 

“We’re going to pull over up here and you’re going to flag down that truck.  You need to look desperate or we’ll have to find someone else, and I’ll make you pay for that.”  Joe stated.

 

Joe pulled of the road, popped the hood and took the keys from the ignition.  Getting out of the car with Carla, he told her to look under the hood until she saw the truck as he open the radiator cap.  A cloud of steam rose from under the hood as Joe ducked down behind the passenger side of the car.

 

It was only a few moments before the truck came into view, and Joe fidgeted with the stun gun he had retrieve from the satchel in anticipation.  The ruse worked as Carla waved her arms around, and the truck pulled onto the shoulder a short distance in front of them and backed up.

 

Getting out of the truck, the big man looked at Carla and saw a beautiful, helpless woman in need of his assistance.  Completely distracted by Carla’s revealing outfit, he didn’t notice Joe as he snuck quietly beside him and pressed the stun gun to his lower back.  The big man dropped to the ground with a thud.

 

Joe quickly wrapped the unconscious man’s wrists and ankles with duck tape and then covered his mouth and eyes.  Dragging him around to the trunk, Joe looked for other cars before struggling to lift the limp body into the trunk.

 

Jennifer watched in horror as the young girl hopped out of the cab of truck.  She was small, maybe a couple of years younger than herself and walked confidently towards the car.  She obviously hadn’t seen what had just happened to her father.

Joe slammed the trunk as the girl looked for her dad.

 

“Da…” was all she got out before Joe covered her mouth with his hand and pushed her into the back seat.  “Get back there with her.”  He said to Carla.

 

On the long drive back to the cabin, Joe called another of his many associates to take care of the truck.  Joe had many connections through the clients of the BDSM clubs he frequented, and the connections had come in handy.  He could get anything taken care of and didn’t have to worry about someone ratting him out.  He always paid well for their services, usually at the expense of his victims, and not his bank account, which worked out well for him.

 

He normally would have had the girl’s father taken care of too, and would soon enough, but he had something particularly devious in mind for a video project he was working on.

 

The young victim, Shelly, had begun to make a fuss and Joe had ordered Carla to keep her quiet.  Carla, still in shock from the violent act she had helped to commit, continually tried to comfort the frightened girl, but finally resorted to covering her mouth with the duct tape Joe handed her.  She knew what Joe was capable of and she was actually trying to protect Shelly from his wrath.  

 

Jennifer thought about Shelly as she sucked Joe’s cock during the long ride back to his cabin in the woods.  She wondered if the little girl would be able to get as much of his dick into her throat as she could.  Opening her mouth wide, Jennifer stroked Joe’s shaft with her tongue as he pushed down on the back of her head.  Gagging hard, she managed to touch the base of his cock with the tip of her tongue while tears involuntarily welled up in her eyes from the effort.  She wondered if little Shelly would be able to do that. Without having to be told, Jennifer fondled Joe’s balls in her hand as she bobbed her head up and down.

 

Shelly didn’t know what to do.  Where was her father?  What were these people going to do with her?  Her jersey was still damp with sweat from the game, which her team had lost, and from struggling with the woman next to her who had one arm around her shoulders and was holding her wrists together with the other.  Exhausted, the little girl gave up for the moment and slumped down in the seat.  Her eyes stung from the tears now drying on her cheeks and she felt like throwing up.

 

Joe looked back in the rearview mirror and focused it on his newest victim.  A bit younger and smaller than he usually worked with, he would probably break her in quick and wholesale her.  No time for formal training since he was still so involved with Carla and Jennifer, but he would be happy to bust her cherry and leave a few well placed marks on her.  He usually didn’t like dumping his products at the meat market, but really, she was just a training step for Carla and Jennifer.

 

Jennifer swallowed the thick cum down as Joe held himself deep in her throat in front of the cabin.  Though the taste was still disgusting, she no longer gagged.  She guessed she was getting used to it, and even the aftertaste didn’t seem so bad.  At least it wasn’t piss.

 

Joe opened the backdoor, grabbed little Shelly roughly by the arm and pulled her out of the car.  Holding her tight in his grip, he slapped the side of her face hard enough to leave a handprint, and told her if she even tried to run he’d shoot her in the back. Lifting his shirt, he showed her the revolver for emphasis.  As Carla climbed out of the backseat, Joe told her that she was responsible to keep Shelly under control, or the little girl’s death would be on her.  Carla took hold of the girl’s slender wrist and held tight.

 

Joe slowly unlocked the trunk and stood back a bit as the big man thrashed around.  Taking a small syringe from his satchel, Joe jabbed the needle deep into the big man’s hip and injected a fast acting muscle relaxer deep into the tissue.  It only took a few seconds for the man to stop thrashing but it didn’t knock him out.

 

“I’m going to undo your legs,” Joe informed the man, “and you’re gonna climb outta there.  Try anything, and your little girl is history!”

 

The muffled protests from the big man confirmed that he had heard, and Joe helped pull the man’s weakened legs out of the confined space.  Jennifer watched the man get out and noticed he appeared to be extremely uncoordinated, like he was drunk.  She watched as he rose to his feet and swayed, nearly falling, as Joe pushed him toward the front of the cabin.  The three captive women followed the men.

 

Joe removed the man’s wallet from his hip pocket as he guided the group inside, and flipped it open.  Tim Kingman, the name on the license read.  Once downstairs, it took just a few minutes for Joe to secure the big man to a large, high-backed wooden chair with his ankles shackled to the chair’s front legs and his arms cuffed at the wrists down the back legs.  There was also a thin strand of piano wire looped around his neck.  Using a pair of large scissors, Joe methodically removed Tim’s clothes, leaving him naked and vulnerable in the big chair, before removing the tape covering his eyes.

 

Jennifer and Shelly stood transfixed as Joe worked on Tim.  For Shelly, seeing her daddy weak and defenseless was a new experience she couldn’t understand.  For Jennifer, the length of his flaccid dick seemed impossible.  Carla too couldn’t help but notice the size of the big man’s penis.  It had to be a full 7 inches and it wasn’t even hard yet.  She could almost feel the weight of it as it lay on the chair between his legs.

 

Grabbing Tim by the hair, Joe forced his head back and fed the big man 2 Viagra tablets, making sure they were swallowed before making his way to the girls. 

 

“Jennifer!” Joe blurted out.  “Get over there and work on that limp cock.  Let’s see what he’s really got.”

 

Jennifer was intimidated by the huge penis, but was curious to see just how big it would get.  Holding it at the base, her hand just covered the bottom half, and the top half bent under its own weight over her thumb.  Jennifer stared at the bulbous head, opened her jaws wide, and sucked the spongy flesh into her mouth.  It didn’t take but a few minutes for it to start to grow.

 

“Play with his balls.” Joe demanded as he watched intently.  “Lick up and down it like an ice-cream.  You know how to get a man hard.”

 

Jennifer removed the head from her mouth and traced a line from Tim’s balls up along the thick vein to the well defined notch at the head.  The thickening cock jerked as she darted her tongue along the ridge and poked the tip into the slit on top.  Again she opened her jaws wide, but she had to force her mouth over the big, purple head.  There was simply no physical way she could get his dick into her throat, but by sticking out her tongue, she managed to slather about 3 inches of the 9 inch dick with her spit.  Popping the head out of her mouth, Jennifer stroked the shaft with one hand while she rubbed and squeezed the slick head with the other.

 

“Your daughter’s a quick learner.” Joe said to Carla as he watched the young girl work the huge cock.  “She was born for this.”

 

Carla couldn’t believe what she was seeing.  Just a few days ago, her little girl had never even seen a naked man, and now she was kneeling in front of another of Joe’s victims and sucking his dick like a professional.  There didn’t seem to be any hesitation in Jennifer’s actions as she massaged the man’s balls and bathed his thick rod with her tongue.

 

“Get her undressed.” Joe interrupted, motioning towards Shelly.

 

Carla stood frozen for a few seconds as she tore attention from her own daughter to Tim’s.  Both parents were being forced to victimize each other’s child, and she continued to watch Tim as he weakly struggled against his bonds while she began to undo the button’s on little Shelly’s jersey.  Joe was holding the little girl’s arms out straight behind her and let her arms go one at a time as Carla removed the uniform’s top.  Shelly’s breasts were barely formed, maybe a 32AA, and the sports bra minimized the little buds even more.

 

Taking her cue from Joe, Carla reached around the girl’s back and unclasped the white strap.  Again Joe released one arm at a time as Carla removed Shelly’s bra.

 

“Look at your little girl now, Mr. Kingman!” Joe chortled as he reached from behind and pinched hard on the tiny, pink nipples.

 

Tim looked on in horror as little Shelly shifted from leg to leg trying to relieve the pain, while Jennifer worked her sucking mouth up and down the vein in his cock.  Despite the absurdity of the situation, Tim felt his cock grow harder and harder.

 

Carla had removed little Shelly’s cleats, pants and panties, and was sucking on the girl’s tiny clit, just like Joe had ordered her, while the little girl squirmed over her.  Joe had told Carla to hold Shelly’s legs as he forced the tiny girl into a squatting position.  On her knees, Carla eventually ended up with Shelly’s legs draped over her shoulders as Joe held her up by the arms, and desperately sucked on the little girl’s pussy.  Carla knew Joe was going to fuck the 80 pound girl, and she wanted to try and make it as painless as possible.

 

Shelly’s mind had gone blank as Carla’s tongue darted into her tight pussy. She couldn’t understand why these people would want to hurt her and her daddy, and she was squirming to get away with all her might.  “Why was that other girl licking her daddy like that?” she wondered.  Why didn’t he stop them?

 

It didn’t take Joe long before he was ready to pop little Shelly’s cherry.  Handing a video camera to Carla, he instructed the hapless participant as to the kind of shots and angles he expected as he positioned Shelly on the table and fastened her legs in the stirrups.  Positioning the table directly in front of Tim, Joe checked the scene from Tim’s position to make sure Shelly’s daddy would have a good view of the action.  After all, this really had to be done in one take.

 

“All set, Carla?”  Joe asked as he took his position between Shelly’s legs.  “Action!”

 

Joe slowly worked the head of his cock between Shelly’s moistened labia as Carla zoomed in close.  The tiny lips separated as Joe’s dick slid up and down a few times, and finally began to pucker in as he applied pressure to her incredibly tight opening.  With his thumbs, Joe spread the tiny slit apart as an inch of his cock sank inside her.  With the camera close to his shaft, Joe forced his weight onto his dick and broke through the thin hymen.  As the video tape recorded the rivulet of blood oozing from Shelly’s torn pussy, a piercing scream echoed through the basement.

 

“Uggmgph…” was all Tim could manage through the duct tape covering his mouth as he struggled hard against his bonds, and Jennifer didn’t miss a beat as she continued to stroke, suck and lick his pulsating cock.

 

“Oh my god, this is some damn, fine pussy!”  Joe declared.  “Tim, your daughter is so fucking tight.  I can’t believe you’ve never nailed this shit before.”

 

Joe made long, deep strokes and ground himself hard into the screaming girl.  Besides her hymen, Shelly’s flesh had torn at the bottom of her vagina, and judging by the shrillness of her cries, the pain must have been extreme.  The little girl thrashed her head this way and that as Joe picked up the pace, and with each brutal thrust Joe let out an animalistic grunt.

 

Carla could hardly hold on to the camera as Joe’s blood covered cock filled the view finder.  Tears flowed down her cheeks as she focused the lens on the ripped flesh between Shelly’s tiny vagina and anus.  The rip hadn’t quite reached her anus, but was very close and Carla assumed the only thing preventing it from tearing further was the relatively strong muscle of the little girl’s sphincter.

 

Jennifer couldn’t stand to hear the screaming and focused on Tim’s big cock in an effort to distract herself from the brutal attack taking place just a few feet from her.  She felt sorry for Shelly, but was glad it wasn’t her own screams filling the room this time.  With each ear splitting screech, Jennifer forced her jaws open wider and sucked the fat cockhead as deep into her mouth as she could as her hand furiously stroked up and down the thick shaft.

 

Joe leaned forward and latched onto Shelly’s nipples as he rolled his hips in wide circles.  As he pumped his cum into the little girl’s battered vagina, he twisted and pinched the small nipples and told Tim what a great fuck his daughter was.  Taking the camera from Carla, Joe got a tight close up of his slimy dick being sucked clean by her and panned with her as she lapped the cum from Shelly’s tattered, bleeding pussy.

 

Tim’s muscle’s strained against the manacles holding his ankles and wrists to the heavy, wooden chair as Jennifer sucked up the cum from his own orgasm.  As horrific as the scene was in front of him, his body had responded involuntarily to Jennifer’s lavish attention.  The whole thing seemed to be right out of some medieval tale that could only be imagined by the sickest of minds, but Joe was just getting started.

 

“Tim, you’ve got to see what you’ve been missing.” Joe said like he was describing a new ride at the amusement park.  “This is the tightest pussy you’ll ever get!”

 

The big man’s eyes welled up as Joe undid his daughter’s restraints and she gingerly steeped to the floor.  Tim watched her slowly walk towards him under Joe’s direction, obviously in a great deal of pain, and tried to reassure her with his eyes, but she stared somberly at the floor.  The worried father could see bruises on his young daughter’s budding breasts, and blood mixed with semen was smeared on her thighs.

 

“You’re gonna love this.” Joe said as he cinched a pair of police issue handcuffs around the girl’s tiny wrists. 

 

The ratcheting clicks as the cuffs closed tight echoed through the room.  Carla continued to video the scene as Joe pushed Jennifer away from Tim’s engorged cock.  The Viagra was obviously working and the huge cock throbbed with Tim’s every heartbeat.  Tim shook his head in protest as Joe had Shelly step up on the seat of the chair facing her father, with her legs straddling his hips and her hands behind his neck, where he secured the chain of the cuffs in place.  Joe then forced the girl to squat down until her sore pussy pressed against the thick vein of Tim’s massive cock.

 

 “Jenny,” Joe instructed, “it’s going to be your job to make sure daddy’s dick gets into Shelly’s cunt and stays there.  If it pops out, put it back in.  Got it?”

 

Jenny nodded, concerned about the obvious size difference.

 

“Carla,” Joe continued, “we’ve only got one chance to get this right, so I expect you to concentrate on the camera.  Don’t you fuck this up.”

 

Holding the trembling girl’s hips, Joe lifted Shelly up and over Tim’s fat prick, and Jennifer dutifully aimed the bulbous head at the little girl’s tattered hole.

 

“Spread her lips open.” Joe directed Jennifer.

 

With the thumb and index finger of her free hand, Jennifer spread the tiny opening as far as she could, causing the tear in her flesh to gape open as a trickle of blood oozed down the little girl’s right thigh.  Shelly began screaming again as the head of her daddy’s cock fat cock made contact with the mouth of her pussy, and Joe began to push down on her hips.

 

Carla began to flush with sweat and felt a wave of nausea hit her as she zoomed in close.  She could see the tear in Shelly’s flesh grow as Joe pressed down harder on the girl’s hips and Tim’s dick began to squeeze its way into the impossibly tight opening.  Tim strained this way and that as his little girl screamed into his ear, but his movements only helped rip the skin even further and Shelly slowly slid down a couple of inches.

 

Jenny gripped the fat prick snugly in her hand, even as blood pooled against her thumb.  She held Tim’s dick in place and kept Shelly’s pussy spread as Joe lifted the girl back up before shoving her down hard, impaling her with at least 3 inches of the huge dick.  Over and over, Joe rammed the girl down on her father’s dick, until her body just wouldn’t go down any further.  5 inches of the big dick were squeezed inside, and Jenny’s hand covered the other 4.  Jenny had stopped spreading Shelly apart and was using her other hand to fondle Tim’s heavy balls.

 

“See?  I wasn’t shitin’ ya, was I?” Joe asked in Tim’s general direction.

 

“Now put me in her ass.”  Joe said to Jennifer.

 

Jennifer looked at Joe to see if he was serious, but quickly thought better of it and took his cock in her hand and aimed it at the little girl’s butthole.  Carla shifted position to get a clear shot as Joe spread Shelly’s ass cheeks apart with his hands.

 

“Better lube her up some.” Joe told Jennifer as he motioned toward Shelly’s puckered anus.

 

Jennifer immediately slathered her spit on the little girl’s hole, and sucked Joe’s cock into her mouth to lube it up as well.  Taking her cue from Joe, she held his cock at the base, cupped his balls, and placed his cockhead against Shelly’s clenched butt.

 

“Ooohhhh – PLEASE Daddy!!! Make it stop!!!!”  Little Shelly cried out as Joe’s dick applied increasing pressure.  “OOOUUUGH – It hurts so bad….”

 

As Joe lunged into Shelly’s ass, her sphincter finally gave out and the rip in her flesh joined her pussy and ass.  Joe sank his full length against Tim’s dick, separated only by the thinnest of membranes as the little girl’s body went limp.

 

“Now we can really fuck her hard!” Joe said to Tim as he lifted the girl up with his dick, sliding Tim’s cock nearly out of her pussy.

 

Settling back down, Shelly’s pussy slid back down around her father’s big cock as Joe pulled himself nearly out of her torn asshole.  Back and forth, up and down, the two cocks drilled into the lifeless body as Joe raised her up and down with his cock.

 

“I can go all night.”  Joe said to Tim.  “You probably can too, but I’m not sure your little girl is up to it.”  Joe continued as he pressed himself against Tim’s cock and thrust hard.  “I ain’t gonna cum until you do, mother fucker!” Joe taunted.

 

Tim was in hell.  If he didn’t do anything, his little girl was going to get fucked by two dicks for who knows how long.  But he couldn’t actively fuck his precious Shelly.  Since her mother died, she was his entire world.  “God damn – what the fuck…” his mind raced.

 

“What’s that?  What’d you say?” Joe asked as he felt Tim begin a slow thrust with his hips.

 

“Forgive me, baby…” Tim muttered thru the tape as he joined Joe in the rape of his only child.

 

While Tim made slow, gentle movements, Joe fucked hard and fast.  Joe would pause with his dick buried as deep into Shelly’s ass as it would go, and taunt Tim with detailed descriptions of how good it felt.  Tim could feel Joe’s cock against his own as it brutally fucked his daughter’s ass, and wondered what permanent damage was being done.

 

During one pause, Joe informed Tim, “If I finish first, you’re going to have to finish in her ass.  With that fat cock of your, this little bitch’ll be wearing diapers the rest of her life!”

 

To stress his point, Joe pounded into the unconscious girl’s ass hard enough to make her moan.

 

As much as Tim hated what he had to do, he began to rock his hips in an effort to save what was left of his daughter’s ass.  He knew he would do permanent damage if Joe made him do her ass, and wanted to spare her what he could.  Slowly he worked up a rhythm, and even with the distraction of Joe’s cock rubbing against his, plus the depravity of what he was doing, he found the sensations of Shelly’s tight pussy pleasurable.  It had been years since he had been with a woman, and the animalistic need of sex combined with the large dose of Viagra was causing him to forget the situation for the moment.  Tim closed his eyes tight and focused his mind on his cock, hoping he would be able to cum quickly.

 

“Help us out here Jenny.” Joe ordered.  Get your fingers wet and stick them in our asses.  Seeing the confused look on Jennifer’s face, he continued, “Your pointing fingers.  Get them wet, and stick one up my mine and Mr. Kingman’s ass.”

 

Jennifer thought this was the weirdest thing yet, but she did what she was told.  Kneeling next to the men, she put her fingers in her mouth and coated them with spit.  Snaking her hands between their legs, Jenny pushed a finger into each man’s butt while her mother captured the insertion on tape.  It was hard to keep up with Joe and her finger slipped out a few times, but each time it did, she’d wet it in her mouth again and slip it back in.  With Tim she just held her hand in place, and as he rocked back and forth, she finger fucked the big man’s ass.

 

Joe thought about letting Tim fuck his daughter’s ass no matter who came first, but was concerned about what the damage might do to his fee.  He’d torn up enough pussies in the past that he had become fairly skilled at sewing them back together, and actually enjoyed the additional torment it caused his victims.  But this would be different.  He knew that after a few weeks, Shelly would be healed enough to take a hard fucking, assuming the buyer would wait that long, but if Tim got his big dick in her ass, who knows?

 

Joe slowed his pace and let Mr. Kingman get into the double rape of his daughter.  Joe could tell by her stirring that little Shelly was waking up, and at the same time her daddy was fucking her harder than he was.

 

Joe pressed his mouth against the little girl’s ear and whispered, “Your daddy really likes your tight cunt, and he’s going to fuck you until he cums inside you.  He might even make a baby inside you like I’m going to do to Jenny.  What do you think of that?  Don’t you want to have your daddy’s baby?  Wouldn’t it be fun to have a little sister you could both fuck together?”

 

Shelly’s body was in shock and had grown numb to the pain, but Joe’s words cut into her like a knife.  Her daddy really was fucking her.  She could feel his thickness sliding in and out of her just like Joe’s, and she could feel him pressing harder each time the head bottomed out inside of her.  She hated Joe, and she hated her daddy.  The distraught girl just wanted to die and be with her mother.

 

Tim finally grunted, and Jennifer could feel his asshole pulsating around her finger as he pumped his load of sperm deep inside his little girl.  Joe came shortly afterwards, and filled Shelly’s bowels with his hot cum as Carla zoomed out to get the whole, perverted scene.  Joe pulled out of Shelly’s tattered asshole and Jennifer submissively sucked his blood and shit covered dick clean before turning her attention to Shelly.

 

Tim sobbed out loud as reality engulfed his mind.  Shelly sobbed too as Jennifer’s tongue darted into and around her tender ass, and even across the painful spot between her ass and vagina.  As Joe slowly raised the girl up off her daddy’s dick, Jennifer jabbed her tongue deep into Shelly’s gaping pussy and sucked her daddy’s cum out of her.

 

“Don’t clean his cock.” Joe instructed Jennifer.  “Shelly’s going to do it.”

 

Unhooking the chain on Shelly’s handcuffs, Joe positioned the little girl between her daddy’s legs and told her to lick him clean.  The taste of blood and cum made Shelly gag, but she managed to swallow the putrid mixture down without vomiting.  Joe watched and thought she might have potential, but knew he was too tied up with Carla and Jennifer to take on another subject at the moment.  No, he would just have to let her go wholesale, and would make arrangements to have her and her daddy picked up the next day. “Too bad.”  He thought.

 

 

 

To be continued …