Family Raped And Ravaged
by Donna Allen


FOREWORD 

Who can judge a person's reactions during stress situations? The prisoners 
of war who give in to their captors' demands, the kidnapped heiress who 
joins forced with her abductors-both must act with past experience to guide 
them. Both must make decisions in a vacuum, . without benefit of familiar 
people or situations to guide them. The end result can be either a very 
negative or a positive experience. 

In FAMILY RAPED AND RAVAGED, Ellen Wagner finds herself and her daughter in 
just such a situation. Held captive by escaped convicts, she not only meets 
her captors' sexual demands but, to her horror finds herself responding to 
them. 

Ellen and her child are forced to indulge in acts that are not only 
forbidden by society, but also by their own moral code. Yet, in spite of 
their shame, they turn the experience into a positive one, uniting them as a 
family. 

This is a shocking story, the story of one family's reactions under stress. 
Yet who are we to judge their response? 

-The Publisher 


CHAPTER ONE 

"Christ, you sleep too much," he said. 

Ellen Wagner groaned. She was still half asleep. Phil was already out of 
bed, dressing for his trip. She mumbled an answer. She was aware the sheet 
was down at her hips, her body un-covered. She pulled at the sheet and 
covered herself. She didn't want him to start anything. He had a habit of 
wanting to fuck at the most un-likely times. 

This morning, he was leaving to go on a business trip, but that wouldn't 
stop him. Cindy, their teenaged daughter, had slept at a friend's house last 
night, and Phil might decide to take advantage of the fact that they were 
alone. 

She was right. He suddenly sat down on the bed and leaned over her. He was 
still in his underwear. He stretched out and cuddled behind her. She could 
feel his cock pressing against her ass as he kissed her neck. 

"You're not sleeping," he said. 

It was clear he wanted to fuck. He fondled her tits. He stroked her ass. She 
was naked under the sheet. She wanted him to go away. 

"Please, Phil...." 

"Come on, let's have a little." 

"I'm not awake yet. It's too early." 

"I won't see you for two weeks." 

"You should have thought of that last night." 

"Come on, Ellen. Last night you had that TV show you were watching. And the 
night before, it was something else. You don't like it at night and you 
don't like it in the morning. What the hell are you saving it for?" 

He continued kissing her neck. He squeezed her tits under the sheet. Then 
his hand slid down over her belly and between her legs. She couldn't stop 
him. They'd had long years of marriage. and she'd never liked the fucking. 
Not ever. 

The problem went all the way back. She'd had a religious upbringing. A 
childhood filled with Sunday school and Bible reading and sermons against 
smoking and drinking and lust. Her mother always spoke against sex. They 
told her the devil was hiding everywhere. And then she grew up and met Phil 
and they got married. Devil or no devil, she didn't like fucking. Sex was so 
messy. And sometimes it seemed sinful. Phil seemed to want to fuck all the 
time. Sometimes she blamed herself for their problems. But mostly she blamed 
Phil. He was a man-and men were like animals when it came to sex. Her mother 
had always said that, and she'd been right. It was sinful to take pleasure 
in sex. 

She wanted more children, but Phil was against it. He insisted they stop 
with Cindy. And now she wouldn't have a second child, because she was 
already thirty-five. A good-looking thirty-five. Phil always told her how 
beautiful she was. And her friends told her, also. Ellen knew men found her 
sexy. Sometimes she liked teasing them. She liked the idea that she could 
turn a man on. She liked getting their cocks up. She'd always liked that 
about being a woman. She was something of a cock-tease. In high school, she 
had liked getting the boys turned on, but she'd never done anything with 
them. It was the wickedness inside her. She felt awful about it. She liked 
getting Phil aroused. It made her feel like she had some power over him. 

But at the moment, she wished he would go away. She groaned in protest as he 
forced her legs apart. In a moment he had his fingers in her pussy. She 
could feel his hard-on, his stiff cock pressing against her ass. He had his 
cock out of his shorts, and he kept pushing it between her asscheeks. She 
could feel the heat of his prick-knob as he slid his cock back and forth in 
the crack of her ass. 

Then the sheet fell off and she was completely naked. She chided herself for 
sleeping without anything. No wonder he was turned on. It was all her own 
fault. She hated it when he fucked her-and yet she liked turning him on. It 
was crazy. Now he was at her and he wouldn't stop until he got like this. He 
had a long trip ahead of him, but he didn't care. He cared about nothing how 
except fucking her. 

Phil kept insisting and finally she had to give in. 

She told him it would have to be a quick one. "You don't have time for 
anything else. You'll be late for your plane." 

He laughed. "Let me worry about that." 

He quickly pulled his shorts off. He stroked her ass, and she felt him 
pulling her asscheeks apart to look at her asscrack. She hated sex in 
daylight. It somehow made it so sinful to do it in the light. 

He stroked her cunt from behind. He muttered something about her being dry. 
He reached over to get the bottle of baby oil off the night table. In a 
moment, she felt his oily fingers in her pussy. He lubricated her cunt hole. 
Then his cock was pushing at her cunt mouth. 

His cock fucked inside her cunt hole. Phil groaned as he slammed his prick 
home. He held her hip as he screwed his cock around in her cunt. 

"Yeah, that's good, honey." He liked fucking her from behind. He always said 
she had a great-looking ass. He liked fucking her when they were both on 
their sides and she had her back to him. 

Now his hand squeezed her tits as he started fucking his cock in and out. 
She felt violated. He had a big cock and she hated having it in-vading her 
body. She couldn't help it. She supposed some women might like fucking. But 
not her. She always remembered her childhood, the church, the way everyone 
said sex was bad and pleasure a sin. Getting married didn't change anything. 

She groaned now as Phil fucked her. She prayed he would finish soon. She 
hated the wetness down there. She hated the way he behaved like an animal 
when he fucked her. The rest of the time, he was easy to get along with. But 
when he fucked her, he was awful and she hated him. It was almost as if he 
suddenly became transformed into a complete stranger. He became a drooling 
victim of the devil. Or maybe he wasn't a victim at all. Maybe it was just 
what he wanted. 

She was always afraid about Cindy. She didn't know what to do about Cindy 
and her boyfriends. Phil always encouraged Cindy to en-joy herself with her 
friends. Sometimes Ellen wondered how they ever got together in the first 
place. Maybe she and Phil didn't even belong together.... 

As he fucked Ellen, Phil was also thinking about their marriage. He always 
had a good time fucking her. After all the years, she still turned him on 
and he still enjoyed plowing in the old furrow. She had a great body, riper 
now than when she'd been a girl and even sexier. Solid tits and a gorgeous 
ass. Great legs and firm thighs. He loved fucking her like this. She had w 
such a tight cunt when he took her like this. He'd always had fantasies 
about fucking her ass, but he'd never done it. She wouldn't allow it. She 
was old-fashioned about sex. 

He was afraid she would ruin Cindy. He hated the idea of Cindy growing up to 
be inhibited like her mother. A girl couldn't be happy like that. He hated 
Ellen's family. They were all religious nuts. They thought the answer to 
everything was in the Bible. 

Fuck the Bible, Phil thought. 

Ellen's tit felt so good in his hand. She had fat juicy nipples, the tips 
long and thick. Just the kind he liked. He liked heavy tits that hung a bit 
with their weight. Like Ellen's. She was still a great-looking woman. She 
always drew the eyes of people when they were out some-where. The people who 
looked at her probably thought she was hot-blooded. He was the only one who 
knew the truth. She wasn't hot-blooded at all, she was inhibited and 
repressed and all the rest of it that came with a religious brain-wash 
during childhood. The stupid fucking Sun-day school and her tight-ass 
parents. The preachers and Bibles and all the bullshit talk about the devil. 
If there was such a thing as the devil, then people like Ellen's mother and 
father worked for him. 

He had no idea if Ellen had ever had an orgasm. Sometimes it seemed that 
something was happening when he fucked her, but he thought she faked it. He 
loved everything about her except her attitude toward sex. 

In the meantime, Ellen was still praying Phil would hurry and finish with 
her. She tried not to move. She kept still and let him fuck her any way he 
wanted. She could feel the wetness between her thighs. Her juices were 
running. She hated it. She hoped he wouldn't make her roll over on her 
belly. Sometimes he wanted to fuck her like that. She would he flat on her 
belly and he would get it in from the back. Or he would have her kneeling 
like a dog. She hated that the most. It was so obscene. Like two animals. 
Sometimes he even played with her asshole and she had to push his hand away. 
That was the filthiest thing he did. 

She could tell he was having a hot time now. She could hear him breathing 
hard as he churned his fucker in her cunt. Yes, he was having a ball doing 
it. Well, she wasn't. She hated it, as always. But he was going on a trip, 
and she told herself she had to fulfill her wifely duties. It was sinful the 
way he took so much pleasure in fucking. They were not having children 
anymore, and she didn't need the fucking. 

Then she felt him speeding up. He was ramming her cunt now. She could hear 
him grunting. His hand squeezed her tit with more force. How she hated it. 
Like two beasts. That big prick of his fucking in and out of her pussy. The 
way he grunted each time he slammed against her. His hand was hurting her 
tit. The bed was shaking now. She was glad Cindy was out of the house. She 
hated it when Phil was so vigorous like this. 

Then he made a raspy noise in his throat as he started coming. 

She could feel him pumping his cum-load in there. He groaned as he pounded 
against her ass. His cock was like an animal burrowing in-side her body. God 
shouldn't have made it like this. It was too awful for a woman. She couldn't 
bear it. She could feel his jism gushing out. She hated the sticky slime 
that came out of his cock. One time, he came in her hand, and she had been 
thoroughly disgusted with it. 

He was finished now. His hand opened to release her tit. He pulled back, 
pulled his cummy cock out of her cunt as he rolled over on his back with a 
groan. 

She quickly left the bed and went to the bathroom. She closed and locked the 
door, and she sat down on the toilet to let his jism run out of her cunt. 

How disgusting it was. She wiped her pussy. She wanted to get to sleep 
again. She was glad they'd agreed he'd have breakfast at the airport. Now 
he'd get out of the house and leave her alone. 

When she went back to the bedroom, she found him already out of bed and 
dressing to leave. She climbed onto the bed and pulled the sheet over her. 
Phil looked at her and smirked. "Tired?" Ellen closed her eyes. "There's 
nothing wrong with that." 

"If you liked fucking, you wouldn't be so tired." 

"Let's not have a fight." 

"You really don't like it, do you?" 

"I like it as much as I can." 

"Bullshit!" 

"Phil, you'll be late for the plane." 

"You're frigid, Ellen." 

"I'm not anything. I'm just an ordinary woman." 

"Yeah, sure." 

"I can't help it the way I was brought up." 

"You're like an icebox in bed." 

"And you're like an animal." 

"Oh, shit!" 

They continued bickering with each other and gradually it became hotter. She 
wished he'd leave. She wanted to cry, but she wouldn't give him the 
satisfaction. Thank God, Cindy was out of the house. 

Then finally Phil was ready to leave. He came over and sat on the edge of 
the bed. 

"Okay, let's forget it. Let's not fight about it." He leaned over and kissed 
her good-bye. She kissed him back. She did love him. They were just two 
ordinary people, and they needed each other. He patted her cheek and smiled 
at her. "Take care of yourself while I'm gone. And Cindy, too." 

Then he walked out. She waited until she heard the front door close, and 
then she sighed and relaxed. All right, he's gone, she thought. 

After a while, she left the bed and turned the television on. She was 
depressed about the argument. The news was on, but she was too distracted to 
listen. 

She vaguely heard something about escaped convicts. 

She paid no attention to it. She had her own problems. She yawned and rubbed 
her eyes as she walked into the bathroom. 

She looked at herself in the bathroom mirror. Her eyes were bleary. She 
smiled at herself. Life wasn't that bad. She didn't have a hard life. Not 
like some women. She and Phil had a nice house, and it was far enough away 
from the city to almost be in the country. Far enough away to hear the 
crickets at night. She liked it this way. She liked the isolation. 

Sometimes Cindy complained it was too dull, but there was something to be 
said for being all the way out here, away from the wickedness of the city. 

She was happy that Phil made enough money to keep her at home. But now that 
Cindy was growing up, Ellen had been thinking about a job. She was in no 
rush. She squeezed some toothpaste out on the brush and brushed her teeth. 

After that she went to the kitchen and had some orange juice. She poured out 
some of the coffee Phil had made, sipped it and put it down. She thought 
about Phil fucking her before. Of course he was right about her being cold. 
She just didn't like fucking. She wasn't turned on by sex. Men didn't turn 
her on at all. She didn't like looking at Phil's cock and balls when he was 
naked. Sometimes it was nice when he touched her. If he was very gentle, she 
sometimes liked to be touched. She liked it when he whispered in her ear. 
That was the way he'd courted her. It seemed so long ago, she could hardly 
remember it. All those evenings on her front porch, with her parents 
carefully watching them from inside. She liked romance. She liked it when he 
told her she was beautiful. 

She finally left the kitchen. She went back to the bedroom and into the 
bathroom again. She climbed into the shower and turned the water on. In a 
moment she was drenched. 

She felt better under the shower. Phil would be gone a few weeks and maybe 
she'd have time to do something in the garden. She might even go into the 
city to do some shopping. It wasn't a bad life. A woman had to learn how to 
cope. 

She lathered her body with a bar of soap. She thought of Phil again as she 
ran the soap over her tits. He always liked her tits. She fondled her body 
as she soaped herself. She slipped a hand between her legs to do her pussy. 
She ran the bar of soap between her cuntlips. Her pussy was still tender 
from the fucking. When she had her cunt gash soaped up, she touched her clit 
with her fingers. She remembered how Phil had once told her she had a big 
clit and that he was surprised because women with big clits were usually 
turned on to sex. Well, he didn't know everything, did he? 

She started rubbing her clit slowly. She was no stranger to masturbation. 
She'd always done it. She couldn't remember the first time, but it had to be 
when she was very young. No matter how much she disliked fucking, she always 
came when she masturbated. Her little secret. Of course, it was sinful. But 
she told herself it was only a little sin. A woman needed some way to 
relieve the tension. 

Now she tried her middle finger inside her cunt hole. She screwed the finger 
around a bit. Part of it was to get clean, but it did feel good if she did 
it just right. She used another finger to touch her asshole. Every once in a 
while, Phil talked about fucking her ass. Of course, she wouldn't allow it. 
It was a filthy idea. And she was certain he would tear her apart if he 
tried ass-fucking her. 

She kept rubbing her clit until she had a small orgasm. She never allowed 
herself anything more. Just a small climax to get some of the edge off her 
nerves. 

She finally finished in the shower. She came out and dried herself off on 
the bathroom rug. She brushed her hair, then she put a robe on and went back 
to the kitchen. 

The coffee in her cup was cold now, and she poured another cup out of the 
simmering pot. 

She sat at the kitchen table drinking the coffee as she stared out the 
kitchen window to the garden. 

She wondered what went on in other marriages. The nearest home was a good 
distance away. Two old people. She didn't have many friends. Not since 
they'd moved here from Denver. She didn't mind it. Cindy seemed happy. And 
Phil was doing very well in his job. 

Of course, she had this restlessness inside her. She told herself it was 
natural, because she wanted more children and it hadn't happened. 

Then suddenly she heard a noise somewhere in the house. 

Or maybe it was outside the house. She wasn't concerned. She'd always felt 
safe out here. 

Then she heard a noise again-and this time it was clear it was inside the 
house. 

Another noise. 

She suddenly had a knot of fear in her chest. 

Then she gasped when a man suddenly appeared in the doorway to the kitchen. 

He grinned at her. "Take it easy, baby. Just take it easy and don't try 
anything." 

She sat there staring at him, paralyzed with fear. 

For the first time now, she noticed he had a knife in his hand. He wore a 
blue jumpsuit. 

Then she remembered the prison ten miles down the road. The convicts in the 
prison always wore blue jumpsuits. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

He kept grinning at her. "My name's Cal, honey. What's yours?" 

She was terrified. She couldn't imagine how he had come into the house 
without anyone hearing him. Then she remembered she'd been in the shower. 
She trembled as she looked at him. 

"What do you want?" she asked nervously. 

He chuckled. "Don't try anything foolish." 

"If it's money you want, I don't keep much in the house. But I'll give you 
what I have, if you go." 

"I don't need your money, lady." 

"Then ... what?" 

He grinned at her again. She had no doubt about the jumpsuit now. He was 
certainly a convict from the prison. Now she remembered the news broadcast 
about escaped convicts. This had to be one of them. That was what he was. 
The man standing in her kitchen was an escaped convict. She could hardly 
believe it. This was something that happened to other people. And the way he 
looked at her was the most frightening thing of all. He seemed totally 
unafraid of her, as if he could do anything he wanted and get away with it. 

He saw the recognition in her eyes. "I guess they had it on television." 

She nodded. "Yes." 

"What did they say?" 

She told him she didn't remember much. Something about escaped convicts from 
the prison. He grinned and said he was one of them. 

"Stand up, honey." 

She trembled. "What for?" 

"Never mind what for-just stand up!" 

She was too afraid to refuse. She stood up. He looked her up and down and 
smiled. He said he wanted her to show him her bedroom. 

"We'll be more comfortable on a bed," he remarked. 

On a bed? Her stomach turned over as she walked past him. He chuckled and 
patted her ass as he followed her. He started talking about his time in 
prison. He said he needed a piece. He said he'd been locked up a long time 
and he wanted a woman. 

She was desperate. It was obvious he was going to rape her. She thought 
about Cindy. Her daughter ought to be home from her friend's house soon. She 
was afraid for Cindy. If only she could get him out of the house before 
Cindy arrived. Maybe if she gave him what he wanted, he would leave. 

When they were finally in the master bedroom, he asked about her family. 
"Who else lives here?" 

She told him. She lied and told him Phil would return soon. "He usually 
comes back in the morning about ten." 

Cal laughed. "That's a lie, baby. I saw him drive away with luggage in his 
car." Then he looked her up and down. "You never told me your name." 

"Ellen." 

"Nice name. Who's the girl in that picture on the dresser?" 

"That's my daughter. She's away at my mother's place and she won't be back 
for another week." 

Cal smiled. "Then it's just the two of us, isn't it?" 

She looked away. "I guess so." 

He ordered her to get her robe off. He said he wanted to look at her. "I've 
been looking at magazines for four years. Show me something real, cutie." 

Ellen was dismayed. There wasn't any way she could refuse him. He could 
easily kill her if he wanted to. Her only chance was to do what he wanted 
and pray that he wouldn't harm her, or harm Cindy. The idea of him touching 
Cindy was too much to think about. 

She slipped the robe off and draped it over the back of a chair. Trembling, 
she stood there naked. 

He snickered. "Oh, yeah!" He looked her over. He said he liked her tits. 
Then he ordered her to turn so he could see her ass. 

She turned her back to him. She felt his hot eyes on her body. When at last 
he told her to face him again, she turned and saw that he had his cock 
dangling out of an opening in the front of his jumpsuit. 

He took hold of his cock with one hand. In the other hand, he held his 
knife. He smiled at her. "Oscar here says hello." 

She stared at his big ugly prick. She was mesmerized by it. She watched his 
fingers as he slowly stroked his cockshaft. 

"Do you like cock, baby?" 

Ellen quivered. "I ... I don't know." 

He laughed. "Christ, lady, you've got a husband, haven't you? Doesn't he 
have a dick?" 

She was in a helpless daze. When he told her to get down on her knees, she 
moved like a robot. He came forward. He ordered her to suck his cock as he 
pulled his foreskin back to show her his cockhead. 

She was nauseated by the smell of his prick, repelled by his cock flesh. She 
thought of Cindy again. She thought of the knife he was holding. She had to 
do it. 

He coaxed her. He pushed his cock against her lips, and after a moment she 
opened them. His warm prick slid inside her mouth. Warm and fat, forcing her 
jaws open with its bulk. 

She did her best not to retch. She prayed she would faint, but of course it 
didn't happen. Cal chuckled as he held half the length of his cock inside 
her open mouth. 

"Yeah, that's good, baby. You look good." 

Then he made her take more cock. His cockmeat continued sliding over her 
tongue. 

The smell of him was awful. He smelled like he hadn't bathed in a month. She 
hated what he was doing to her. She hardly ever sucked Phil. She hated it 
when Phil made her do it. Now she had this big prick forced inside her 
mouth. 

He pulled at her head and told her to take more. In a moment, his prick-knob 
was pushing at her throat. She felt like gagging. She was afraid she would 
choke. But she was also afraid he'd be angry if she gagged, so she held her 
breath and took it. 

Then at last he pulled back and she could breathe again. He started fucking 
her mouth slowly while he talked to her. He told her she had nice lips. He 
fucked his cock slowly in and out of her open mouth and stroked her head. He 
seemed almost affectionate. He told her how bad things had been in prison. 
He said he wanted her to be nice to him. He said if she was nice to him, 
nothing bad would happen to her. 

After a while, he started fucking her mouth more forcefully. He muttered as 
he did it. She could tell he was getting close. She prayed he would pull his 
cock out of her mouth before he came. But he continued fucking his prick in 
her mouth until the end. 

He grunted as he came. He held her head in place as he spurted his cum-load 
over her tongue. 

She took his hot cum-load down her throat. This was the first time in her 
life she had ever done it, and she thought she would die. All that ugly 
slime sliding down her throat. Phil had never done that to her. If she 
sucked Phil's cock, it was always a prelude to fucking. He always came in 
her pussy. 

Cal finally let her pull her face away. He used his fingers on his cock, and 
another big spurt of cum suddenly shot out and hit her face. He laughed when 
he saw it. He said now she could think of herself as being baptized again. 

She groaned as she wiped her face with her hand. She got up and sank down 
again into a nearby chair. Cal chucked and started talking about 
cock-sucking. He asked her if she sucked her husband's cock. 

"You don't seem too experienced," he said. 

"Please ... I don't know what you want. You ought to go now, before they 
catch you." 

He laughed and told her to suck his cock again. He said he wanted her to get 
his prick hard again. He said she had a pretty mouth. 

When she made no move to obey him, he came to her and slapped her face. She 
started crying. He pulled at her head. He threatened her with his knife 
until she took his cock in her mouth again. 

This time, she was sitting in a chair and the strain wasn't as great. His 
cock wasn't completely soft. He brought his balls out and jiggled them 
against her chin as she sucked his prick. He had big hairy balls, and the 
smell of them was overpowering. She quivered with disgust when he told her 
to lick his balls. But she did it. She let his cock fall out of her mouth 
and she moved her lips to his hairy ball-bag. She licked his balls until he 
grew tired of it. 

He told her to suck his cock again. She continued sucking his cock until he 
had another hard-on. 

He taunted her. He said she had the mouth of a cock-sucker. "Nice lips. Next 
time, you do me with lipstick. You'll put on a nice red lipstick for me, 
huh?" 

Next time? She trembled as he pulled his cock out of her mouth. He rubbed 
his cock-knob over her face, the tip of his prick leaving wet streaks on her 
cheeks. 

He told her to get on the bed. She did what he wanted, then she watched as 
he got out of the jumpsuit. He put the knife down as he did it. 

"You try anything and I'll cut your face," he warned. 

His underwear came off. He had a big hairy body. Lots of dark hair around 
his cock and balls and over his stomach and chest. He hefted his balls in 
his hand and smiled at her. 

"Show me some pussy, baby. Open your legs." 

She moved her thighs apart. She saw the lust in his eyes, and she prayed he 
would fuck her and leave before Cindy arrived home. She was in a panic that 
he would get hold of Cindy and rape her. 

He came onto the bed now and knelt between her legs. His cock swayed like a 
club, a heavy prick with a fat knob, almost purplish in color. He told her 
to pull her knees back, and when she did what he wanted he mounted her. He 
worked his cock inside her cunt. He groaned as he fucked in. 

"Tight, baby, tight. You're a gorgeous piece." 

She was tight because she was dry. But he didn't seem to care about that. Or 
about hurting her. All he cared about was the way her cunt grabbed at his 
cock as he fucked in. 

When he had his prick all the way inside her cunt channel, he lay down on 
top of her. He told her to get her legs around him. He started fucking her. 
His cock sawed in and out and he held her ass in his hands. He squeezed her 
asscheeks as he pounded her cunt. 

She could smell his foul breath. She kept her eyes closed. She prayed he'd 
be quick. She could feel his big balls slapping against her ass as he fucked 
her. 

Then suddenly he pulled his prick out. He knelt back on the mattress and 
told her to turn over and get on her knees. 

She trembled with fear that he'd want to fuck her ass, but she had no 
choice. She rolled over and positioned herself on her knees with her ass 
facing him and her head down. 

He chuckled as he stroked her asscheeks. "It's a nice butt. Come on, get 
those legs apart. You're acting like you don't even know how to fuck." 

She did what he wanted. He tickled her cuntlips with his fingers. He spread 
her cunt wide open. Then she felt his cock again. She was thankful he was 
fucking her cunt and not her ass. He grunted as he drove his prick home. 
Leaning over her, he grabbed her tits in his hands and growled in her ear. 

"I bet you're a hot fuck with your old man. Come on, let's see some of it. 
Shake your ass, baby!" 

He started pounding her pussy. His belly slapped her asscheeks each time he 
fucked in. 

He was kneeling back now, holding her hips with his hands as he fucked her. 
She felt his big cock sliding in and out of her cunt. Her pussy was wet. She 
could feel the lubrication in her cunt channel. She was mortified by it. 
God, how she hated him! 

He continued pounding her pussy from the rear, until finally he shot off in 
her cunt. He grunted as he came. He rolled his hips around as he churned his 
cock in her pussy. 

Then at last he pulled out and patted her ass. 

"Nice tight cunt. I thought maybe you'd have a fucked-out pussy, but you're 
still good." He told her to turn around and take his cock in her mouth. He 
wanted her to clean his prick. "Suck it off, honey. I like a clean dick." 

She sucked his limp cock until he pushed her away. Then he left the bed and 
looked at the photos of her and Phil and Cindy on the dresser. He questioned 
her about her husband and daughter. He said he would hurt her if she lied. 

She had to tell him what Phil did for a living. Then he asked where Cindy 
was. "Don't give me any bullshit." 

She trembled as she told him the truth. She said Cindy was at a friend's 
house. She was so afraid of him. 

Cal smiled. "You lied before, huh? You got this cute teenage pussy in the 
house and you don't want me to get near it." 

He had such evil in his eyes. She felt so degraded by him. He'd fucked her 
twice, and she'd sucked his cock before and after. 

Now he made her leave the bed. He told her to come into the bathroom with 
him. He said he didn't trust her. 

She had to stand there and watch him piss. She was completely digusted by 
it. He saw the look on her face and he laughed at her. 

After he finished pissing, he told her to sit on the toilet. She sat down. 
He smiled at her and told her to piss. He pointed the knife at her and 
warned her. She was helpless. She did have to go. But to do it this way, 
with someone watching her, was so awful. 

She started pissing when he moved the knife close to her face. He laughed at 
her. He told her not to be so bashful. 

"Now flush the toilet and let's get down to the kitchen." 

He made her walk in front of him. They were both still naked. When they were 
inside the kitchen, he unlocked the back door. Then he told her to make some 
breakfast for him. He said he wanted bacon and eggs and toast. 

"And don't burn the fucking toast. I hate it when the toast is burned." 

"Can I put something on?" 

"Fuck that! I want you naked." He said he liked looking at her. He squeezed 
her tits and laughed as he slapped her ass. "You're nice to look at, honey." 

She set about getting him breakfast. Once more, she was hoping that 
afterward he would leave. Maybe he'd forget about Cindy. She worked at the 
stove making his bacon and eggs while he sat at the kitchen table. He turned 
the television on. He talked to her about the soap opera on the screen. 

"I used to watch the soaps in the can all the time," he said. 

She was conscious of his eyes on her body as she moved around the kitchen. 
She prayed Cindy wouldn't come home. What could she do? She thought of 
running out the back door, but she was certain he would catch her first. She 
had to play along with him until she could think of something. There was 
still a chance that after he had breakfast he'd clear out. He'd already come 
twice, and she doubted he would want to fuck her again. 

Then she felt his hand on her ass as she stood at the sink. He laughed as he 
tickled her cunt from behind. 

"Hold still, honey." 

But she squirmed when he touched her asshole. He said she had a great ass. 
He said he liked a woman with a good ass. Then he slapped her ass and told 
her to bend over the sink. 

When she did it, he told her to spread her ass-cheeks with her hands. She 
hesitated a moment, then she did that, too. She felt him looking at her 
asshole. She felt so awful having him do that. 

He touched her asshole with his finger. "You get enough here from your old 
man?" 

"Please don't...." 

"Answer the question." 

"He doesn't ... I mean, I've never...." 

Cal laughed. "Cherry ass? Jesus Christ, a cherry ass!" 

He pressed against her now as he played with her ass. She felt his cock 
rubbing up and down her asscrack. She was desperately afraid now, afraid 
he'd fuck her ass. 

But what he wanted was her cunt again. He spread her cunt hole with his 
fingers and pushed his cock inside her cunt channel. He started fucking her. 
He held her hips as his cock fucked in and out of her pussy. He told her to 
move her ass. 

She was amazed that his cock was hard again. Then she remembered he'd been 
in prison. She was probably the first woman he'd had in years. She felt his 
big balls slapping against her cunt-lips each time he rammed her. 

He talked to her about her cunt. He said he liked her body. The pace picked 
up and he was soon pounding her from behind. He grunted as he fucked her. 
She kept her head hanging over the sink, her legs wide apart as he fucked 
harder and harder. 

His big hands squeezed her hips. And then finally he shot off in her cunt 
and she felt the wetness around her cunt hole. 

She felt so helpless. He made her feel like a helpless animal. He kept his 
cock fucking in and out of her cunt even after his balls were drained. 

Suddenly the back door opened, and another man came in-pushing Cindy in 
front of him. 

The new man closed the door quickly. 

Cindy's eyes were wide with shock. 

The new man grinned at Cal. "Fucking up a storm, huh?" He put his arm around 
Cindy. "Look what I found outside." 

He wore a blue jumpsuit just like Cal's. Another convict! Ellen's heart sank 
as she realized now there were two of them. And they had Cindy. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

"Yeah, that's nice," he said. Ellen was on her back on the bed in her 
bed-room, doubled over and tied up, her wrists and ankles fastened to the 
bedposts with rope. She had her weight resting almost completely on her 
shoulders. Her legs were pulled all the way over her head. She was naked, 
her cunt and ass completely exposed by the position. 

The second man was alone in the room with her. His name was Mickey. He stood 
by the bed and grinned down at her. He was the one who had tied her up. Now 
he stood there, enjoying the view. 

Cal was downstairs with Cindy. Ellen was so afraid for the girl. The men 
were beasts. She and Cindy would be lucky to get out of this alive. 

Mickey taunted Ellen. "Comfortable, sweetie? We don't want you to be 
uncomfort-able." He sat down on the edge of the bed and stroked the 
undersides of her thighs. His hand moved down to her ass and he tickled her 
cunt. His fingers probed between her cuntlips. He rubbed her cunt and 
grinned when she moaned and squirmed. "How does it feel? What do you like, 
two fingers or three fingers? Hell, this is a two-finger pussy. I can't get 
three in there. Cal said you had a tight cunt, and he was right." 

Ellen started sobbing. "I don't want you to hurt my daughter." 

Mickey only grinned. He kept rubbing her cunt with his fingers. Just on the 
outside. He rubbed up and down between her cuntlips. 

She was terrified of them, terrified of what would happen to Cindy. She felt 
so helpless as Mickey fondled her. He laughed as he pulled at her cunt hair. 
She felt his fingers pushing between her cuntlips again. Then his fingers 
were inside her cunt hole. 

He fucked her pussy with his middle finger and forefinger. She squirmed when 
he touched her asshole with the other fingers of his hand. 

Then his fingers came out of her cunt and he brought some of her cunt juice 
down to her asshole. He rubbed the juice over the outside of her asshole. 
This time one of his fingers slipped inside her ass. 

Ellen groaned. He pushed his fingers inside her cunt again. Now he had 
fingers in her cunt and ass at the same time. 

He started fucking his fingers in and out. He watched her face. She could 
see he was enjoying her misery. He finger-fucked her asshole and cunt and 
giggled at her misery. 

"Tight little asshole," he said. 

She closed her eyes and tried not to listen. Then he speeded up the 
finger-fucking. Another finger pushed inside her ass and now he had two in 
there. Two fingers in her cunt and two fingers in her ass. No one had ever 
violated her like this. Not even Phil had ever had a finger inside her ass. 
She felt like shitting. She was horrified at what he was doing to her body, 
horrified at the invasion of her most secret places. She could feel his 
thick fingers all the way inside her cunt and ass. 

He was much worse than Cal. This one was a complete animal. 

Finally his fingers came out. He wiped them on his jumpsuit and stood up. 
She watched him as he stripped. In a moment he was naked. He had a muscular 
body, a hard chest and belly and a long thick cock. 

He climbed onto the bed and knelt in front of her raised ass. He smiled at 
her as he stroked her asscheeks and fingered her cunt again. Then he 
positioned his cockhead at her cunt hole and pushed. 

His big cock slid inside her open cunt. He grunted as he fucked in. She felt 
his cock stuff and stretch her cunt-channel. 

He started fucking her slowly. He screwed his ass around, his eyes on his 
cockshaft as it fucked in and out of her pussy. Each time he pushed forward, 
he ground his balls flush against her ass. 

"Good pussy, baby! This is good cunt. You feeling it in there? Yeah, you're 
feeling it, all right. You like Mickey's cock, huh?" 

He laughed at her as he pushed forward again. 

Then he slowed down again. He pulled back slowly and fucked in again. He 
seemed to enjoy watching his cock fuck in and out of her cunt. 

He was in no hurry. Once again he told her she had a tight pussy. He teased 
her about it. He asked her if she and her husband fucked a lot. He said he 
liked a woman her age. He said he liked them broken in. He said he liked 
watching her tits flop around as he fucked her. She reminded him of a 
girlfriend he once had. His girlfriend used to jerk him off with her tits 
and take his jism on her face. She liked doing that better than anything 
else. She said jism was good for her complexion. 

"She had a ripe cunt, just like yours." He said Cal liked them younger. 
"What I like is a wet pussy." He told her how wet she was. 

Yes, she could feel it. She could feel her cunt juices dripping down over 
her asshole as he fucked her. 

Then he pulled his cock out of her cunt. He rubbed his prick-knob over her 
clit and giggled when she groaned. "Like it, huh?" 

He fingered her asshole again. He spread her asshole apart with his fingers. 
Then he moved his cockhead to the ring of her asshole and pushed against it. 

She was terrified. He pushed forward. She felt the pain and she cried out. 
He kept pushing for-ward and finally his cock-knob stretched her asshole and 
popped inside. 

A grunt of satisfaction came out of his throat. He stopped with just his 
cockhead in her ass, his head lowered as he looked down at it. 

"That's nice. I like to see an asshole stretched around my prick. You like 
it, baby? Come on, tell me you like it." 

Ellen moaned. "Oh God, you'll kill me!" 

Mickey laughed. "Doesn't your old man fuck your ass?" 

"No one has ever done it." 

He giggled. He was filled with glee at the idea that he was the first man to 
fuck her ass. He pushed forward again. His big hands grabbed her thighs as 
he fucked his cock inside her ass. 

The pain was tremendous. She wanted to pass out, but she couldn't. He kept 
pushing his cock up her ass until finally it was all inside. She could feel 
his balls against her asscheeks. 

He held still and teased her again. "Yeah, well now you've got it, huh? Your 
ass is wide open, baby. I bet you feel like shitting. You better not or 
you'll get it all over your nice bed. Come on, look at me! Don't be bashful. 
Now you know what it's like. How come you waited so long to get fucked in 
the ass?" 

He told her how tight and hot her ass was. He forced her to look at him. He 
slapped her ass and pinched it. He called her a stupid cunt as he brutally 
pinched her clit. 

Then he started fucking her ass slowly. He grunted as he looked down at it. 
She was doubled over so much she could see everything as well as he could. 
She found it hard to believe it was really happening to her. After all these 
years. Phil had always wanted his cock in her ass, and now it was a stranger 
who was doing it. She wanted God to strike him dead. Strike them both dead. 
She watched his cock slide in and out of her stretched asshole. The pain was 
unbearable. She couldn't understand why she wasn't bleeding. His face looked 
so cruel. He seemed so delighted by her misery. 

Then he laughed and told her to look at his cock. She looked down at it-and 
she wanted to die. Oh God, I can't stand it, she thought. This wasn't 
anything a woman should have to go through. She saw her shit on his cock. 
His cock had brown streaks all over it. The sight of it was too much for 
her. She closed her eyes. He slapped her face and told her he wanted her to 
watch it when he fucked her. He forced her to look at it. She had to watch 
his shit-streaked cock fucking in and out of her gaping asshole. 

He was fucking her faster now. He had his hands gripping her legs at her 
knees, his lips pulled back over his teeth as he hissed and grunted. Her 
asshole was wide open. She didn't feel any real pain anymore. Now she had 
only the mental anguish. The sight of her own shit on his cock revolted her. 
All her life she'd been a neat and clean woman. She'd been that way as a 
girl, and she was that way as a woman. 

Nothing in her life had prepared her for this. 

Then he suddenly pulled his cock out of her ass. He straightened up on his 
knees. He pumped his cock with his fist and in a moment his prick was 
spurting as he came. His jism came out in great globs to splatter her face 
and tits. He laughed as he did it. He said he liked fucking her. He said 
they were going to have a good time together. He shoved two fingers up her 
ass and churned them around. 

"Like butter, baby. You're broken in, and it's going to get better and 
better." 

* * * 

Meanwhile, Cal had Cindy downstairs in the living room. He had her on his 
lap. Her tee-shirt and her bra were off and her girlish tits were bare. She 
had full young tits with juicy pink nipples. 

The girl was still in a state of shock. She was frightened to death of Cal. 
He tried to soothe her. He palmed one of her tits and told her he wouldn't 
hurt her if she behaved herself. 

"You just be a good girl, and everything will be fine." 

He played with her nipples. He seemed fascinated by her young tits. She 
looked down at his hand, at his thick fingers as they squeezed her flesh. 
She'd had sex before. She'd been fucked by her boyfriend, but only during 
the past month. Less than a dozen times, in the back seat of his car. She'd 
never been with a man Cal's age. She watched the way his hand played with 
her tits. She thought about her mother upstairs. She wondered if the men 
would kill them. Maybe they would. 

A shudder went through her as she thought about it. She knew these men were 
the escaped convicts they were talking about on the news. She was terribly 
afraid. 

She was also confused-because his fondling was turning her on. She couldn't 
understand how she could be turned on and afraid at the same time. It didn't 
make any sense. 

Now Cal teased her tits again. He told her he liked them. "They'll get 
bigger in a few years, but now they're okay." He said she was a beautiful 
girl. He said if she wanted him to be nice to her, she had to be nice to 
him. "You want to be nice, don't you, honey? Get off my lap now. Come on, 
honey, off." 

He made her stand in front of him half naked as she was. Then he told her to 
peel her shorts off. She hesitated, but she realized she didn't dare disobey 
him. He saw the hesitation, and he warned her. She trembled with her fear of 
him and she did what he wanted. She un-buttoned her shorts and slowly pushed 
them down over her hips. Her tits jiggled as she moved, and she blushed when 
she realized it. 

"All the way, honey." 

The shorts came off. She was now wearing nothing but her white panties. He 
made her bend over a bit and shake her tits at him. He laughed when she did 
it. Then he told her to get the panties off. 

"Old Cal wants a look at your snatch, doll." 

He leaned forward and helped her get her panties off her feet. When she 
straightened up, she was completely naked. It was the first time that 
anyone, man or boy, had ever seen her like this. 

Cal said nothing as he looked at her. He gazed hotly at her tits and pussy. 
She had blonde hair on her cunt mound. He told her to turn around, and he 
looked at her ass. 

Now she could hear him muttering something to himself. He reached out and 
she felt him touch her ass with his fingers. His hand moved lightly over the 
curves of her ass. 

"Christ, you're perfect," he said. 

Then he told her to turn around again, and she did it. Now she could see the 
bulge of his cock in his jumpsuit. She remembered what he looked like when 
she'd seen him fucking her mother in the kitchen. She remembered his hairy 
body and his huge cock and balls. 

He rose and slowly unzipped his jumpsuit. He climbed out of it, peeled it 
off his legs, and in a moment he was naked. She couldn't avoid staring at 
his naked body. There was so much of him. He made her boyfriend look like a 
baby. But of course she'd never seen Jerry completely naked like this. But 
even if she had, she knew Jerry would be a skinny kid compared to Cal. 

Cal's cock looked as big as a baseball bat. His balls were so huge, and had 
so much dark hair around them. Yes, he did make Jerry look like a baby. 

Cal grinned at her and told her to take hold of his cock. "I call him Oscar, 
honey. Say hello to Oscar." 

She was mesmerized by it. His prick was hard, sticking straight out and 
weaving from side to side. She reached out and took hold of it. She could 
hardly close her fingers around his thick cockshaft. 

He told her to get down on her knees. She knew what he wanted. She slowly 
dropped down to her knees in front of him. 

He chuckled and patted her head. "We're going to get along fine, aren't we?" 
The tip of his cock was dripping. "In your mouth, baby. Oscar likes to be 
sucked." 

He warned her when she hesitated. She quivered and opened her mouth. Cal 
grunted and pushed forward, stuffing his cockhead between her young lips. 

It was the biggest cock she'd ever sucked. He made a sound of pleasure as he 
pushed his prick inside her mouth. He told her to hold her head still, and 
then a moment later he started fucking her face slowly. 

He looked down at her. He said she looked beautiful. After a few more 
fuck-strokes in her mouth, he pulled out. He held his cock in his fist and 
rubbed his cockhead back and forth over her lips. 

"Like it?" he asked. 

She shivered as she looked up at him. "I ... I don't know." 

He laughed. "Sure, you like it. Every girl likes sucking cock. A real girl, 
anyway." 

He told her to get up and bend over on the sofa. He patted her ass as she 
did it. When she was bent over the way he wanted her, he came behind her and 
stroked her ass. Then he leaned over her and started kissing her back. His 
mouth worked over her soft skin. He kissed his way down her back to her 
asscheeks, and she shivered at the feel of his wet lips. 

He bent behind her and kissed her ass. Then she quivered as she felt his 
mouth in her ass-crack. He spread her asscheeks apart with his hands and 
pushed his face inside her asscrack. She groaned as he lapped his tongue 
back and forth over her asshole. Then she felt more pressure and she 
realized he had his lips pressed against her asshole. She could feel him 
sucking her ass, really sucking. She felt his teeth nibbling at her asshole, 
and it made her wild. Then she felt his tongue pushing inside and she 
thought she'd faint with the pleasure of it. It was the first time anyone 
had ever done that to her. She couldn't help wiggling her hips. She pushed 
her ass back at his face. He was like an animal eating her ass. His tongue 
fucked in and out. 

Then finally he pulled his face away and he stood up. He bent over her back 
again, his hands fondling her hanging tits. He kissed her neck and whispered 
in her ear. 

"Just let yourself go, honey." 

Then she felt his cockhead pushing at her cunt hole. He fucked in. He 
grunted as his big prick stretched her pussy. He teased her because he 
realized now she wasn't a virgin. Holding her slender hips in his hands, he 
rammed his cock inside her cunt. 

The way she was bent over with her legs spread, she could feel everything. 
She felt his balls slap against her clit. Still holding her hips, he started 
fucking her. He fucked hard and fast. He told her she was a better fuck than 
her mother. "You've got a hot little pussy, doll. Real nice." 

Cindy closed her eyes. She hated him. She was afraid he'd kill her. She was 
afraid for her mother. She told herself she was too young to die. But most 
of all, she hated him because she was afraid she might learn to like it. His 
cock felt so huge. Each time he rammed in, she felt his big fucker pushing 
at her insides. 

She wanted to touch his prick. She slid her hand down along her belly until 
her fingers made contact with his sliding cock. She ran her fingertips 
around the cock-stretched mouth of her cunt hole. She had her pussy juices 
on her fingers. His cock was drenched with her cunt juice. She groaned and 
made a grab at his swinging balls. She caught his balls and held them in her 
small hand. His hairy balls were so massive. 

Then he cried out, pounding her cunt as he shot his cum-load. She could feel 
him going off inside her cunt channel. She felt his cock jerking inside her 
pussy. 

She wondered how soon it would be before they would kill her. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

Cal looked down at Ellen and smiled. She was still tied up on the bed. 
Mickey was still down-stairs with Cindy. Cal wore one of Phil's robes, and 
it made Ellen miserable to see him in it. She still had Mickey's jism on her 
tits and face. Cal teased her about it. 

"You're a fucking mess. Did you like Mickey?" 

Ellen sobbed. "He's an animal!" 

Cal chuckled. "You'd better be a good girl. 

You've got to be nice to both of us." He said if she'd be good to them they 
wouldn't hurt Cindy. He teased Ellen about Cindy. He said Cindy was a cute 
little dish. He could see the fear in Ellen's eyes. 

Ellen was terrified of what they might do to Cindy. She told Cal she would 
do anything they wanted-as long as they left the girl alone. 

Cal was amused. "Anything?" 

"I don't want you to hurt her." 

He told Ellen he didn't trust her. He sat down on the edge of the bed and 
ran his hand over her ass. He teased her about Mickey fucking her asshole. 
Mickey had told him. He touched her cunt with his fingers. She started 
babbling about Cindy again. She begged him. She said she would do anything 
to save Cindy from harm. 

Cal giggled. She knew nothing about what had already happened between him 
and Cindy. Now Mickey was with the girl and probably already fucking her. He 
pulled at Ellen's cunt-lips with his fingers. 

"You like the girl, huh?" 

"She's my daughter." 

He watched Ellen's face as he slid two fingers inside her cunt. He snickered 
at the way she winced. He said he wanted her to like it when they did things 
to her. She groaned and said she would try. Anything to save Cindy from 
them. 

Finally, he untied her. She whimpered as she unwound her arms and legs. He 
told her to roll over, and she did. Then he told her to kneel on the 
mattress with her head down. 

She did it. He sat beside her and stroked her body. He bounced her tits 
around with his hand. He stroked her ass. He tickled her asscrack and 
laughed when she squirmed. He fingered her cunt from behind and then rubbed 
his fingers across her asshole. He asked her about Mickey. Did she like his 
cock in her ass? He played with her cunt and made her tell him how Mickey 
had fucked her ass. He seemed annoyed that Mickey had taken her ass first. 

"He's an asshole freak. I should've fucked you in the ass when I had you to 
myself. He's a fucking crazy freak when it comes to asses." 

Then she felt one of his fingers fucking inside her asshole. He told her to 
open her ass. He added another finger to the first. He turned his fingers 
around inside her shitter. His hand squeezed one of her tits while he 
finger-fucked her asshole. 

She kept her head down and her eyes closed. There was nothing she could do 
about it. She had to do whatever he wanted. She wondered what Cindy was 
doing. Would Cal keep his word about Cindy? She prayed they'd be decent 
enough to let the girl alone. She didn't know if they would, but she had to 
chance it. 

Cal rose now. He laughed as he patted Ellen's ass. He said he liked her 
body. "You're in good shape. Just stay like that. Keep your head down and 
your ass up in the air." 

He slipped out of the robe he was wearing and he climbed onto the bed behind 
her. She quivered as she felt his fingers in her cunt. She felt him moving 
her cunt juice from her cunt to her asshole. She thought of begging him not 
to fuck her ass, but she knew it would be useless. Mickey had fucked her 
ass, and now Cal would do the same. 

He told her she was smart to save Cindy. "You don't want to get the kid 
ruined, huh?" He told Ellen to show him how good a fuck she was. He said he 
liked a woman who knew how to use her asshole. "Mickey doesn't care what 
kind of an ass he fucks. Me, I like them educated." 

Then she felt his prick-knob pushing against her asshole. She groaned as she 
felt the pain. Cal giggled and told her to open up. She pushed out as though 
she were shitting, to open her ass to him. His cockhead popped in and he 
made a sound of approval. 

He slowly fucked more of his cock inside her ass. He teased her about it. He 
told her what her asshole looked like as his cock stretched it. 

Finally he was all the way in, all of his cock fucked up her ass. His balls 
pushed against her cunt. He told her to play with his balls and she reached 
underneath and did it. 

She wanted to make it good for him. She wanted him to come quickly, she had 
to protect Cindy. 

He started fucking her ass. He gripped her asscheeks with his big hands. 
After a few fuck-strokes, he laughed and told her he had her shit on his 
cock. She played with his balls as his prick continued to fuck in and out of 
her ass. The pain was all gone now. Her ass was wide open to his cock and 
her misery was complete. 

Finally he shot off in her ass. He cried out as he came. He pumped his jism 
up her shitter, pounding her ass, laughing as he slapped her ass. When he 
was done, he felt his cock in her cummy ass and wriggled around to tease 
her. 

At last he pulled his prick out. He snickered and teased her about the shit 
he had on his cock. 

"I ought to slap you around for not being clean. Fucking broads don't know 
how to take care of themselves." 

He laughed and told her to turn around to look at his shitty cock. She did 
it. A wave of revulsion swept over her as she gazed at his shit-streaked 
cock. She lay there helplessly while he taunted her. His cock looked like a 
red sausage covered with brown streaks. 

Then he told her to take his cock in her mouth. "You can clean it up." 

She wanted to die. "Please...." 

He laughed and reminded her about Cindy. "You do whatever I want, or else." 

She crawled to him. She had to do it. She opened her mouth and he chuckled 
as he pushed his shit-streaked cock between her lips. 

"Go on, baby, clean it up." 

She started sucking his cock clean. He patted her head and chuckled as she 
took all of his limp cock in her mouth. She sucked his prick until it was 
clean. She licked all around the cock-knob and the cockshaft and down to his 
balls. The taste of her shit was finally gone. Now all she had was the taste 
of his cock. And the smell of him. He was such an animal. The thought of him 
touching Cindy was too awful to even consider. 

When she wanted to pull away from him, Cal told her to stay put. He held her 
head down with both hands. He pulled his cock back until he had only his 
cockhead in her mouth. 

He said he was doing her a favor by letting her be his slave. 

"I'm going to piss in your mouth, honey. You take it or you get hurt, and 
the girl gets hurt, too." 

He told her to keep swallowing until he was finished. Then he suddenly 
started. 

The piss gushed out and Ellen's mind whirled with shock. She was unable to 
deal with it. Never in her life had she imagined anything like this would 
happen to her. She knelt there with her lips closed over his cocktip as he 
pissed in her mouth. She was afraid to pull away. She had to take it. She 
swallowed as fast as she could, grateful now to have only his cockhead in 
her mouth. She'd be unable to swallow if she had more. 

He kept pissing. It seemed endless. He chuckled as he watched her drink his 
piss down. 

"Nice, baby, that's nice. You and my dick are getting to be good friends. 
That's the way it should be, right?" He patted her head and said she was a 
good little slave. 

She hated him. His piss burned her throat, and the degradation she suffered 
made her want to die. Then finally the steady stream stopped. Now he gave 
her spurts of piss as he finished, his fingers stroking her cheek as he 
laughed at her. He said he would piss in her mouth whenever he felt like it. 
He said he wanted her to know who was boss. He said he wanted her to have 
only one idea in her mind-and that was to keep him and his buddy happy. 

"Just think about your little girl, baby. Just think about the girl." 

* * * 

Meanwhile, Mickey had taken Cindy to her room. He was on her bed. He had her 
sucking his balls. He stroked her head as she licked and nibbled at his 
ball-bag. He liked her because she was young. He liked them young. The 
mother was nice, but the girl was peaches and cream. Great little ass. 
Nothing beat the ass of a pretty teenaged girl. Smooth tight skin, and the 
asshole so perfect. 

In prison, he had dreamed about asses like this one. What a little dreamboat 
she was. He loved watching that cute little nose pressed against his balls. 
He stroked her head again, ran his fingers through her fine blonde hair. 
Yeah, Cal could have the mother. In prison, Cal had chewed his ear off about 
the women he liked. Cal was a man for tits and pussy. Old Mickey liked a 
cute set of buns and a tight asshole. Hot and tight and squeezing down on a 
cock at the right moment. A girl had to know how to squeeze to be good at 
ass-fucking. 

He teased Cindy. He told her to take his balls in her mouth. He spread his 
legs apart and made her lift his balls to get them inside her mouth. He made 
her shift her body so that he could fondle her ass while she sucked his 
balls. 

Her ass was perfect. What a stroke of luck he and Cal had had. Two broads 
after all that time in the pen. 

He took a swig out of the bottle of bourbon he'd brought to the room with 
him. He stuck his middle finger in Cindy's cunt hole and churned it around. 
She had a tight little pussy. That was the advantage of the young ones. A 
cunt like this one sucked on a cock without even trying. 

He was already half drunk. Now he picked up the knife from the nightstand. 
He giggled as he touched the knife to one of her asscheeks. 

She turned her head to look at the knife. She moaned softly. He could see 
her trembling. He teased her with the knife. He drew the point back and 
forth over the smooth flesh of her ass. He told her he wanted her mouth 
under his balls. 

"Do some rimming, baby. Do you know what that is?" 

She shook her head. "I'm not sure." 

He laughed. "It means you do some licking around my asshole. Outside and 
inside." 

A shudder went through her. She blushed as she met his gaze. Then he 
threatened her with the knife again, and she blanched. 

He pulled his knees back to his chest to expose his ass. "Get down there and 
suck it, kid." 

She moved her face to his crotch again. This time she licked under his 
ball-bag. She licked her way down to his hairy asshole. He taunted her as 
she did it. Then he grunted as he felt her tongue on his asshole. "Yeah, 
baby, that's it. Tickle the old glory-hole. First you get it good and wet, 
and then you suck it." 

She rolled her tongue around the outside of his asshole. He could see it 
clearly, her wet lips, her pink tongue fluttering over his asshole. He 
played with her cunt as she did it. Then his finger moved to her asshole and 
he tickled it with his fingertip. He told her to get her tongue inside his 
ass now. He opened his ass to her tongue as it went in. He groaned as he 
felt it. There was nothing like it. It was the one thing that always set him 
off. He looked down at her blonde head. What a cute little piece she was. A 
real honey, the way she was sucking his ass. 

She had a gorgeous little mouth. 

Finally, he pushed her face away from his ass. He told her to suck his cock. 
He wagged his prick at her face and ordered her to get her lips over his 
cock-knob. She seemed relieved. She closed her mouth over his cockhead and 
started sucking his prick. 

He watched her mouth and told her to suck deeper. She gradually took all of 
his cock in her mouth, all of it until her nose pushed against his cock 
bush. He chuckled as he watched. He liked seeing a broad with her mouth 
stuffed full of cock. Her lips were stretched wide around the base of his 
cockshaft. He could feel his prick-knob in her throat. Then a moment later 
he laughed as she gagged and pulled back. 

"Fuck me with your mouth, honey," he demanded. 

She knew what to do. He watched her lips as her mouth slid up and down on 
his cockshaft. Her luscious little mouth looked delicious around his prick. 
His prick and balls were all wet with her saliva. He wondered what she did 
with her boyfriends. Gal had told him she wasn't cherry before this. 

He played with her cunt and ass as she sucked him. He continued drinking the 
bourbon out of the bottle. He thought about fucking her. His prick was 
coming up as she sucked it. She was good. She worked on him with diligence 
because she was afraid of him. 

Cindy continued wondering about her mother as she sucked Mickey's cock. She 
wondered what Cal was doing to her mother. Mickey's cock stuffed her mouth. 
She told herself she'd rather suck his cock than suck his ass. She was 
afraid that if she didn't make it good for him, he would hurt her. She took 
hold of his big balls. His balls were so huge. His cock was hard now, hard 
like iron. 

He finally pushed her away. He told her to kneel on the bed. After she did 
it, he pushed her head down and stroked her ass. He chuckled as he tickled 
her between her legs. He fingered her cunt and tickled her asshole. 

Then he bent down and started licking her cunt from behind. She groaned as 
she felt his mouth. He chuckled against her cunt flesh. He was turned on by 
her cunt and ass. He sucked her cuntlips, stuck his tongue inside her cunt 
hole and sucked out a wad of cunt juice. She had a fresh young taste. This 
was prime table pussy, hot young cunt running like a waterfall with tasty 
cunt juice. 

He played with her tits as he sucked her pussy. He fondled her asscheeks. 
Then he moved his mouth up to the ring of her asshole. She squirmed when she 
felt his tongue on her asshole, and he laughed against her ass. He -rimmed 
her asshole. He rolled his tongue around her shit hole while his hands 
squeezed her asscheeks. Then he pushed his tongue inside her ass, all the 
way, his mouth flush against her asshole. His tongue fluttered inside her 
hot shitter and she moaned. He started fucking her ass with his tongue. He 
was crazy about her ass. 

Then at last he pulled his face away and he straightened up on his knees. He 
looked down at her pink wet asshole. Snickering at the sight of it, he 
brought his prick-knob to the tiny hole. He rubbed his cockhead back and 
forth over her pink asshole. 

He pushed in. She groaned. He kept pushing. He watched his cock-knob squeeze 
inside her asshole. He stopped with just his cockhead inside her ass. 

"Just hold still," he said. 

"Please, it hurts...." 

He laughed. "Your ass belongs to me, baby. I fucked your mother's ass just a 
while ago, but I like you better." 

Then he pushed forward again. He gave her more cock in her ass. When she 
moved, he slapped her ass. 

"You move again, and I'll stick the knife up your cunt." 

He continued fucking his cock up her ass. Finally he had it all in. His 
balls pressed against her cuntlips. He wriggled a bit. He held her 
ass-cheeks with his hands and pulled back slowly. He watched his cock pull 
slowly out of her stretched asshole. He pulled out until just his prick-knob 
was inside. Then he pushed forward again. He fucked all the way in, then he 
pulled back once more. 

He started fucking her ass with a steady pistoning movement of his cock. 

She moaned constantly as he continued fucking her ass. He hissed at the 
pleasure of it. It was good. He couldn't hold back because it was so good. 
He finally made a croaking sound in his throat and let go. 

He blasted a load of cum up her ass, the jism spurting out of his piss hole 
inside her ass guts. He called her a honey as he wriggled against her 
asscheeks. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

Late that evening, a young woman named Rita arrived at the house. Ellen and 
Cindy were in the living room, both wearing robes and frightened as they sat 
beside each other on the sofa. The two men were now dressed in Phil's 
clothes. 

Rita obviously knew both men very well. Ellen listened to them talk. She 
deduced the men worked for someone named Vic and Rita was Vic's girlfriend. 
Rita had been sent to bring Cal and Mickey to Vic. Cal had evidently spoken 
to Vic on the telephone about Ellen and Cindy. 

Now Ellen learned that she and Cindy were to go with the two men and Rita 
that very night. The orders had come from Vic. Rita seemed uninterested in 
Ellen's plight. 

Once again, Ellen offered them money, but they just laughed at her. Rita 
kept looking at Cindy in a strange way, and Ellen was soon worried more than 
ever. She trembled whenever she thought about what she had done with the two 
men. 

Cindy seemed subdued. They hadn't had any time alone together. Ellen wanted 
to question Cindy, but she hadn't had a chance. 

Finally, Rita said it was time to go. The two men quickly tied up Ellen and 
Cindy. They used two of Phil's ties to knot gags around their mouths. After 
that, Ellen and Cindy were dragged out of the house and into the van that 
Rita had brought. They were put into the back of the van with the two men. 
Rita went to the front, climbed in and drove the van away. 

They drove a long time. Ellen and Cindy huddled together on the floor of the 
van. Now Ellen's fear was intense. She couldn't believe what was happening 
to them. The whole thing was like a crazy nightmare. Her wrists hurt from 
the ropes. The gag hurt her mouth. 

The two men were sitting there drinking beer and talking. They seemed 
uninterested in Ellen and Cindy now. They talked about how great it would be 
to be free again. 

"No more cops on my ass," Mickey said. "I hate the fucking cops." 

Finally, the van stopped. Cal and Mickey dragged Ellen and Cindy outside. 
They were in a garage somewhere. Their ankles were untied so they could 
walk. They were pushed through an open door and into what looked like a 
large house. They were taken to a room. The two men left Ellen and Cindy 
alone and locked the door behind them when they walked out. Ellen and Cindy 
sat beside each other on a sofa. 

"Mother, I'm scared," Cindy said. 

Ellen was about to ask Cindy what had happened between her and the men, when 
she heard people talking outside the room. She listened carefully and 
realized they were talking about her and Cindy. Then the door opened and a 
man came in. 

He was a thin man with a suntan and gray hair. He was well dressed. He 
looked like some-one in authority. He smiled down at Ellen and Cindy. He 
said his name was Vic Benson. 

Then he just looked at them. His face was expressionless. After a while, he 
chuckled softly. He seemed amused by them. He said he thought they'd be a 
bother, but that maybe he was wrong. He walked casually over to a phone and 
picked it up. He talked into the phone in a quiet voice. Ellen couldn't make 
it out. Then Vic put the phone down and returned to study them again. He 
started talking about Cal and Mickey. He said he understood the men had been 
rough with them. He laughed. 

"Two gorillas just out of prison. They see two pretty girls and they can't 
resist. Well, not two girls. One girl is the mother of the other girl, 
right? That's real cute, isn't it? Anyway, you ladies don't seem the worse 
for it. Ellen and Cindy, isn't it? Welcome to my house." He chuckled after 
he said it, as if the idea of welcoming them was amusing. 

Then someone knocked on the door and Rita came in with a large man. 

Rita smiled at Vic. "Getting interested, huh?" 

The large man had a bald head and piggish-looking eyes. Vic spoke to him and 
called him Otto. After a while, Vic told Otto to untie the two women. 

Otto worked on Cindy first. He got the ropes and the gag untied. Then he 
bent over Ellen and did the same. Ellen shuddered as he touched her. 

Vic told them to stand up. 

Ellen immediately started talking. She begged him to let her and Cindy go. 
"I promise we won't say anything to anyone." 

Vic smiled and told her to shut up. He looked at Otto. "Get the robes off." 

Otto showed his yellow teeth in a wide grin. "Sure, Mr. Benson." He took 
hold of Cindy's robe and pulled it away from her. His eyes filled with lust 
when her naked young body was revealed. 

Ellen was horrified. They had her daughter standing there naked, and there 
wasn't a thing she could do about it. Then Otto stripped off Ellen's robe, 
and she was just as naked as Cindy. Mother and daughter huddled together in 
fear of what was happening to them. 

Vic ordered them to stand in the center of the room. "Stand straight, so we 
can look at you." 

The initial shock passed. Ellen tried to maintain some dignity. She held 
Cindy's hand, but otherwise she stood straight, with her chin raised in 
defiance. 

"I hope you go to prison for life for this," Ellen said. 

Vic laughed. Then he sent Otto away. After the door closed, Vic walked 
around Ellen and Cindy to look them over. Rita sat in a chair, sipping a 
drink. When Ellen tried to take Cindy into her arms, Vic told them to remain 
separated. Finally, Vic started talking to Rita about them. 

"What do you think? What the hell are we going to do with them? The 
circuit?" 

Rita shrugged. "They're pretty enough." 

"I bet we can get ten grand for the two of them." 

"Maybe more, if they go as a team." 

They agreed there was a market for the mother and daughter. They seemed 
totally unconcerned that Ellen and Cindy heard every word. Ellen was more 
frightened than ever. Vic Benson seemed awful. At first she'd thought he was 
more human than Cal and Mickey. But now she realized he was worse. Vic was 
the boss. If anything terrible happened to them, it would be Vic's fault. 

Ellen wondered when the police would start looking for them. Phil might call 
the house, but then again, he might not. It might be days before anyone 
realized they'd been kidnapped. She felt so awful standing naked in front of 
them. And in front of Cindy. She and Cindy hardly ever saw each other 
totally naked. Ellen told herself the poor girl would never recover from 
this nightmare. 

Rita kept looking at Cindy in such a strange way. Then Rita told Vic she 
wanted some time alone with the girl. "You don't mind, do you, Vic?" 

Vic chuckled. "You can't wait, huh? Okay, go on. You can have her awhile. 
I'll try out the mother." 

Vic took Ellen's arm and led her out of the room. He left Cindy alone with 
Rita. 

Ellen thought of resisting, but she decided it would be useless. Instead, 
she pleaded with Vic to leave Cindy alone. "She's just a baby." 

Vic was amused. "She's not such a baby. Anyway, if you behave yourself, I'll 
do what I can." 

He forced her to walk down the long hall to a large room. When they were 
inside the room, he told her to stand still. He picked up a phone and spoke 
into it with his eyes on her. Then he put the phone down and he started 
questioning her about Cal and Mickey. 

"Tell me everything," he said. 

Ellen looked at him. She quivered at the way his eyes raked over her naked 
body. "I don't understand." 

"Everything," he said with a soft laugh. "Tell me what they did to you." 

She clammed up. She couldn't possibly talk about those horrible things. Vic 
was amused. He said she was too old to be bashful. He said she had a nice 
body for a woman with a teen-aged daughter. He came over to her. She 
trembled as he hefted her tits in his hands. 

"I bet you know how to wrap these around a cock and make a guy feel good." 

He laughed at the way she quivered as he touched her. He stroked her ass 
with one hand while he played with her nipples. He said he liked her ass. He 
said he liked a woman with a solid ass. He told her to bend over with her 
hands on her knees. 

When she hesitated, he threatened her. She pleaded with him as she went to 
her knees. He calmly told her to shut up. There was no anger in his voice, 
merely a tone of complete authority. He said she'd be better off not 
talking. Then he asked her if she was healthy. 

"I don't like women who aren't healthy." Finally, he allowed her to 
straighten up. He smiled at her as he pulled one of her nipples. "We'll see 
what you can do." 

Then suddenly the door opened and Otto came in. His eyes were mocking as he 
gazed at Ellen. Vic spoke to him, told him something about a swing. Otto 
grinned and walked over to the wall. He started pushing some buttons in a 
panel. 

Ellen heard a voice above her head. She looked up and saw something coming 
down from the ceiling. An apparatus of some sort. Frightened, she stepped 
out of the way. The contraption came all the way down and hung there in the 
center of the room. 

Then Otto grabbed Ellen. He pushed her into the device. In a moment, she had 
restraints about her body, her arms and legs fixed in place. Otto returned 
to the panel of buttons and soon the device started moving. Ellen found 
herself suspended off the floor, her limbs forced into position with her 
knees pulled up to her chin. She hung there with her cunt and ass exposed. 

Otto returned to her. He made some further adjustments as he secured the 
restraints. Then he went back to the buttons again to get things perfect. 

All the time, Vic had been watching Ellen without emotion. He had his hands 
in his pockets. He seemed to be looking at Ellen as a new possession, rather 
than a human being. Now he sent Otto away. The big man left the room and the 
door closed. 

Vic said nothing as he gazed at Ellen. He studied her exposed cunt and ass. 
Then he came over to her and touched her thighs. She swung slowly around on 
the suspension. She moaned softly. She was frightened out of her wits. She 
felt so helpless. 

Vic touched her cunt. His fingers probed between her cuntlips. He smiled at 
her as he spread her cuntlips and peered at her cunt hole. 

Ellen groaned. "Please let me go." 

Vic snickered. "You just got here." Then he asked her if she had to piss. 
"Maybe you'd like to see your little girl in this thing." 

"Please...." 

"You need to piss?" 

"Yes, you bastard, I do!" She thought he would free her from the device so 
she could go to the bathroom. 

Instead, he told her to go ahead. "Don't worry about the rug. Go on, do it." 

He stroked her cunt and ass, coaxing her to piss. She was crazy with fear 
and embarrassment. She started pissing. His hand was right there. Her piss 
gushed over his fingers. He seemed pleased. He rubbed his hand over her cunt 
as she continued pissing. 

"That's good. That's very nice." 

She was horrified. She felt one of his fingers touching her asshole. She 
kept her eyes closed as she sobbed. 

Finally, the pissing was finished. The rug underneath her suspended body was 
soaked with piss. Vic didn't seem to care about it. He con-tinued playing 
with her cunt. He said she was an attractive woman. He said that was all 
that was saving her. Otherwise he'd have one of the boys finish her off. His 
fingers probed her pussy. He looked down at it. He spread her cuntlips apart 
with his left hand and touched her clit with his right hand. He stroked the 
shaft of her clit. 

Ellen groaned. Vic chuckled. He was pleased. He tickled her cunt hole, 
pushed his finger inside her cunt and finger-fucked her cunt channel. Then 
he removed his hand. He unzipped his fly and brought his cock out as he 
moved forward. 

In a moment, he had his cock in her cunt. 

The way she was suspended, her cunt was just at the right height to meet his 
cock. He pushed in hard, rammed his cock inside her cunt channel. He started 
fucking her. He pushed and pulled her body, made her swing forward and back, 
her cunt sliding on his cock as she moved with the harness. It was 
effortless for him. 

Now she understood what the apparatus was all about. The swing, he called 
it. All he did was hold still while her cunt moved on his prick. He held her 
ass as she moved. 

He smiled at her. "Do you like cock?" 

Ellen moaned. "You're a beast!" 

Vic laughed. He suddenly pulled his cock out of her cunt. He walked over to 
the wall and pushed some of the buttons. Ellen felt her body shift slightly 
as the device moved. Vic returned to her. He stroked her thighs as he looked 
down at her crotch. This time he pushed his cock inside her asshole. 

She cried out as he fucked in. He muttered something and pushed forward, 
filling her shit-ter with his prick. She couldn't see what he had, but his 
cock felt enormous, maybe because of the way she was doubled up. 

He shoved his thumb in her cunt while he fucked her ass. Her asshole slid 
back and forth on his cock as he pushed and pulled the swing. He thumbed her 
cunt hole and clit. He said she had a tight asshole. He asked about her 
husband. Did he fuck her ass? When she refused to answer, he threatened her. 

"I'll get the girl in here. You can watch her in the swing." 

"Please, I beg you...." 

"Your husband ever fuck your ass?" 

"No, never!" 

"Tighten your ass on my cock." 

"I can't!" 

"Sure you can. Go on, do it!" 

He pinched her thighs until she did what he wanted. She tightened her 
shitter on his prick. He laughed and said she had to be trained. He teased 
her because she had no idea how to use her ass. 

He continued to push and pull her ass on his cock. After a while, the pain 
was gone. All she could feel now was the steady reaming of her ass by his 
stiff cock. Her ass felt wide open. This was the third man to fuck her ass 
in one day. 

His fingers continued rubbing her cunt. He was an expert. He knew how to 
stroke her clit. She hated the idea of coming, but she couldn't help it. She 
couldn't help feeling his fingers, feeling his cock in her ass. He soon had 
her close to orgasm. He was aware of it, and his fingers speeded up. Then it 
happened. A great shudder went through her. She moaned as she came. She 
closed her eyes and cried out. 

Vic chuckled. He finished her off with his fingers, then wiped his hand 
across her face. He started fucking her ass more forcefully. In a few 
moments, he shot his cum-load in her ass, screwing his cock around as he 
emptied his balls. 

He said he might keep her around awhile before he put her on the market. He 
pinched her ass and laughed softly at the way she trembled. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

Rita had Cindy on a bed in a room not far from where Ellen was. Rita was 
still dressed. She hovered over the naked girl. She kissed Cindy gently. She 
stroked the teenager's tits. 

"You turn me on, honey. Haven't you ever made it with another girl?" 

Cindy shook her head. She trembled with fear. She quivered each time Rita's 
fingers touched her nipples. 

Rita was amused at the girl's innocence. She started talking about lesbian 
sex. She said sex between girls could be great fun. She moved her hand down 
to Cindy's pussy. Cindy resisted at first, then she opened her legs to 
Rita's hand. Rita tickled the girl's cuntlips, pushing them apart with her 
fingers. She watched Cindy's face as she carefully stroked the girl's cunt 
gash. She smiled when she saw signs of excitement in Cindy's face. 

"You like it, don't you? Sure, you do! Relax, honey. We're going to have a 
lovely time together." 

She bent over to have a look at the teenager's open cunt. She pulled at 
Cindy's cunt flesh to get her clit out. 

"You're a real treat," Rita said. "What a gorgeous pussy!" 

She licked her fingers and touched them to the shaft of Cindy's clit. Cindy 
gasped and groaned. Rita chuckled. She loved turning a young girl on. She'd 
had a hunger for this one the first moment she'd seen her. A blonde little 
pussycat with a juicy pink cunt. They never knew what they had. All that 
gorgeous cream that came out when they turned on. 

Rita liked cock, all right, but nothing could beat making it with a young 
pussy when it was available. Or an older pussy, for that matter. 

She'd get to the mother soon enough. She liked them all. 

Now Rita ran her finger around the rim of Cindy's cunt hole. Then she pushed 
the finger inside, slowly at first, then all the way in. She churned the 
finger around. She added another finger as she watched the teenager's face. 
The pleasure was there. The cute little blonde was feeling it, and Rita was 
pleased. 

She pulled her fingers out of Cindy's cunt and licked them clean. She 
laughed at the way the girl blushed as she watched it. 

"I like the taste of pussy, honey." She rose off the bed and stood up. 
Walking to a bureau, she opened the drawer and brought out a pair of 
handcuffs. She carried the handcuffs to the bed and smiled down at the girl. 
"Just some-thing to turn me on, sweet." 

Cindy trembled. Rita smiled and told the girl to roll over on her belly. 
When Cindy did it, Rita slipped the handcuffs around the girl's wrists and 
locked them in place. 

Now Cindy trembled. Rita smiled and told the girl to roll over on her belly. 
When Cindy did it, Rita slipped the handcuffs around the girl's wrists and 
locked them in place. 

Now Cindy had her wrists manacled behind her back. She was helpless. 

Rita slapped the girl's ass and told her to roll over on her back. Cindy did 
it. Rita stood there looking down at her and smiling. The brunette teased 
Cindy. Then she started stripping her clothes off. She was soon naked. She 
had a slender body, small tits and a hard little ass. A full bush of dark 
cunt hair covered her cunt mound. She ran her fingers through her cunt bush 
and chuckled. She said she wanted Cindy to suck her pussy. She said if Cindy 
didn't do a good job, she'd be sorry. She laughed and twisted one of the 
little blonde's nipples. 

Then Rita climbed onto the bed and straddled Cindy. She shifted forward to 
get her crotch over Cindy's head. Chuckling with satisfaction, she sat down 
on the teenager's face. 

"Here it is, honey," the woman said. 

Rita wriggled to get her cunt in place. She ordered Cindy to start sucking. 
She kept her cuntlips spread open with her fingers. In a moment, the juice 
began pouring out of Rita's cunt to drench Cindy's face. Rita coaxed the 
girl on. She reached back to play with Cindy's pussy. Cindy licked and 
sucked. She was afraid not to. At first, she felt nothing but disgust. Then 
after a while she was just numb with shock. The smell and taste and wetness 
of Rita's cunt were overpowering. 

Before long, Rita shifted her body around, all the way around so that now 
she faced Cindy's feet. She settled her ass down on the girl's face and then 
leaned over to get her own face close to Cindy's crotch. She ordered Cindy 
to suck her cunt again. Then she pulled the girl's thighs apart and opened 
her blonde-haired pussy to look at it. 

Rita's mouth watered at the sight of Cindy's juicy little pussy. She started 
licking the girl's cunt. She sucked at the blonde's cunt juice. She mewled 
with excitement at the flavor and smell of it. 

In the meantime, Cindy sucked Rita's hairy cuntlips. In this position, Cindy 
had her nose almost pushing against Rita's asshole. When Rita told her to 
get her tongue inside her cunt, Cindy did it. A gob of thick cunt juice 
flowed into her open mouth. 

"Do my clit," Rita said. 

Cindy started sucking on the brunette's big clit. Rita wriggled around and 
groaned with pleasure. Then a moment later Rita climaxed, pumping her cunt 
at Cindy's face as her orgasm went off. 

After that, Rita sucked Cindy's clit until Cindy went wild. Rita was an 
expert. She knew exactly what to do with her lips and tongue to bring a girl 
off. 

Cindy came quickly, groaning and heaving as the orgasm ripped through her 
young pussy. 

Rita climbed off, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand and chuckling. 
She walked over to a mirror and looked at herself. 

"You're good, honey. If that's your first taste of cunt, you're a natural. 
You don't have to be shy about it. If a man can like pussy, why not a woman? 
You did like it a little, didn't you? And the nicest thing about making it 
with girl is that there's no end to it. You can get as much of it as you 
want. You can come and come and come. Did you like the way I sucked you?" 

Cindy blushed. "Yes." 

Rita laughed. "See, I told you." 

Rita was amused at the girl's modesty. She returned to the bed and sat down 
on the edge beside Cindy. She squeezed the teenager's pretty face. She ran 
her fingers over Cindy's mouth. She told Cindy she found her mouth exciting. 
She said she wanted Cindy to do something special now, something she really 
liked. She said she wanted Cindy to become good at it. It would be something 
between them, their secret. Rita chuckled and patted the girl's face. She 
climbed onto the bed on her knees. She lowered her face to rest on her 
folded arms and raised her ass. 

She told Cindy to get behind her. 

Cindy did it. She still had the handcuffs on, and it was awkward to move, 
but she did what Rita wanted. She positioned herself behind the brunette's 
upraised ass. 

Rita wiggled her hips. "Kiss it, honey. Make me feel good." 

When Cindy hesitated, Rita threatened her. She said she'd call Otto in to 
take care of her. Cindy shuddered at the thought of Otto. She lowered her 
face to Rita's ass and began kissing the brunette's asscheeks. Rita purred 
with satisfaction as the girl's mouth moved over her ass. Then she ordered 
Cindy to lick her asscrack. In a daze, Cindy did it. She began lapping 
between Rita's asscheeks. She couldn't avoid Rita's asshole. 

The brunette purred the first time Cindy's tongue touched it. "That's it, 
honey, right there. Keep your tongue busy right there." 

Helpless, Cindy lapped her tongue back and forth over Rita's asshole. Her 
shoulders hurt because of the way she was bent over with her wrists manacled 
behind her back. She under-stood now that all Rita cared about was making 
her a slave. She told herself she had no choice. She had to do what Rita 
wanted or Rita would call Otto. Maybe they would even kill her if she 
disobeyed. 

The teenager continued licking Rita's asshole. She'd already done it to 
Mickey. She told herself this wasn't as bad. It was awful, but not as bad. 
Rita's crotch had a feminine smell and her skin was so smooth. And when Rita 
groaned, Cindy discovered there was some satisfaction in turning the 
brunette on. She suddenly wanted Rita to come. Maybe if Rita got off, she'd 
go to sleep or something. Cindy lapped Rita's asshole with more abandon. She 
let some spit flow out of her mouth to cover the brunette's asshole. She 
pressed her lips against the dark little hole and nibbled at the ass ring 
with her teeth. Rita moaned in response. Cindy slipped her tongue inside the 
brunette's ass and began fucking her with it. 

"Oh, yes!" Rita said with a groan. "That's the way, baby, that's the way." 

She slid her hand down to her cunt and started frigging her pussy while the 
girl sucked her ass. The teenager was better than Rita had expected. Rita 
loved having her asshole sucked. The nice thing about the slaves was that 
she could always get it from them. Vic would sell this girl soon, but in the 
meantime Rita would have her asshole worked over anytime she felt like it. 

Rita finally came. 

She was pleased with Cindy. She said she would tell Vic Cindy was a good 
girl. She smiled at the little blonde as she left the bed. 

Cindy watched Rita, hoping it was finished. But now Rita went to a drawer 
again. She brought out something and chuckled as she showed it to Cindy. 

"This is for you, kid. I'm going to make you feel good." 

Cindy trembled. What Rita held in her hands was a long thick cock. Except it 
wasn't a real cock, but something made of rubber. There were straps attached 
to it. Cindy watched as Rita strapped the thing on. Before long, Rita had 
the artificial cock sticking out of her pussy. Now Rita looked like she had 
a real prick. She smiled at Cindy and wagged the cock back and forth. 

The brunette came to the bed. She told Cindy to get on her knees. Cindy 
turned and did what Rita wanted. Rita moved behind the girl and fondled her 
ass and cunt. She said Cindy had a gorgeous ass. She fingered the inside of 
Cindy's cunt and giggled when she found it wet. 

"Well, you're ready for it, aren't you, honey?" 

Then Rita rammed the rubber cock up Cindy's cunt and started fucking her. 

* * * 

Later that night, Ellen and Cindy huddled together in a bed in a locked 
room. They hugged each other in their misery. Ellen asked the girl what Rita 
had done to her. She gradually dragged everything out of Cindy. She learned 
about the sucking and the fucking with the dildo. Ellen groaned. Everything 
seemed so hopeless. She recalled her time with Vic. She'd had to do 
everything with him, and she'd had an awful time. 

Ellen held Cindy in the darkness. They were both exhausted. They finally 
fell asleep in each other's arms. 

* * * 

The next day, in a room somewhere in the house, Vic and Rita sat relaxed on 
a sofa. Sunlight flooded the room through the large windows. They'd had 
lunch on the patio, and now they sat drinking and chatting. Rita wore a 
white tennis outfit. Vic wore jeans and a white sweater. Vic told an amusing 
story about a friend of his, and Rita giggled in response. 

Then the door opened and Ellen and Cindy were led in by a maid. The servant 
was soon gone, and Ellen and Cindy stood there alone. Mother and daughter 
were each heavily made up. Their wrists were manacled behind their backs. 
They each wore a black lace garter belt, dark nylons and high heels. Their 
tits were bare. Both had black ball-gags in their mouths. 

Vic was amused. "I like it, I like it!" 

The bondage gear had been Rita's idea. The brunette called the mother and 
daughter for-ward and ordered them to spread their legs. When they did it, 
Rita showed Vic that both of them now had rings piercing their cuntlips. 

"I had it done this morning," Rita said. 

She pulled at the rings until Ellen and Cindy moaned through their 
ball-gags. 

Vic chuckled. "I don't think they like it." 

"They haven't healed yet. Let's call Otto in to fuck the mother." 

Vic teased her. "You just like Otto's big prick." 

"I like seeing him in action." Otto was called in. 

As soon as the door was closed, Vic ordered the big man to get his cock out. 
"Show Ellen what you've got." 

Otto grinned. He unzipped his fly and brought out his huge prick. Rita took 
the gag out of Ellen's mouth and told her to get down on her knees to suck 
Otto-unless she wanted Cindy to do it. 

Ellen went down to save Cindy. She took Otto's big cock in her mouth while 
they all watched. Otto's cock slowly became hard. He began fucking his prick 
in and out of Ellen's mouth. He held her head with his huge hands. 

Meanwhile, Rita had Cindy on the sofa with her. She fondled the teenager's 
tits as they watched Otto and Ellen. Rita teased Cindy about the way her 
mother sucked Otto's prick. She fondled the girl's luscious ass. She pushed 
a finger inside the girl's asshole and fucked it in and out. 

Finally Otto had a full hard-on. Vic casually told him to fuck Ellen. 

Otto nodded. He made Ellen bend over a chair. He pressed against her ass, 
then shoved his cock inside her cunt. 

Rita made Cindy get off the sofa with her. She brought the girl over to them 
to get a closer look at the fucking. Cindy watched Otto's big cock fucking 
in and out of her mother's cunt. 

Ellen groaned constantly as Otto fucked her. His cock was so huge. She was 
afraid he'd split her open before he finished. 

Rita had her finger in Cindy's ass again. Vic had his cock out of his pants, 
and he was Stroking his prick with his fist as he watched Otto and Ellen. 
Rita made Cindy turn her ass toward Vic so that Vic could see the way Rita 
was fingering the girl's asshole. 

Vic teased Rita. "Too bad you don't have a prick to go in there." 

Rita laughed. She doesn't want a prick. She likes what she has." 

Then Rita pulled the gag out of Cindy's mouth and pushed at the girl's 
shoulders to make her kneel in front of her. She slipped her shorts and 
panties off and tossed them away. She made Cindy suck her cunt while Otto 
continued fucking her mother. 

Ellen was in despair. She could see Cindy's mouth pressed against Rita's 
hairy cunt. But at least Otto wasn't fucking the girl. She couldn't bear the 
thought of Otto fucking Cindy. She hoped he would finish soon. She told 
herself she and Cindy had to find a way to escape from these fiends. 

Then Vic started teasing Otto. "You're a fucking ape. Go on, fuck her ass. 
Rita always likes to see that. Fuck the shit out of her asshole!" 

Otto grinned as he pulled his cock out of Ellen's cunt. In a moment, he had 
his cockhead pushing at her asshole. Now Ellen was sure she was going to 
die. She screamed through her ball-gag as he pushed. 

Vic laughed and told Otto to hold it a moment. "You'll kill her if you don't 
use some-thing." 

Vic went to a desk on the far side of the room and brought back a bottle of 
baby oil. He handed the bottle to Otto and Otto squeezed some of the oil out 
around his cock. Then Otto pushed forward again to fuck his big cock up 
Ellen's ass. 

Oil or no oil, Ellen was sure he'd kill her anyway. His cock felt so huge, 
like a big club stretching her ass to impossible dimensions. Her mind was in 
a whirl as she hung over the chair. She groaned continuously. 

But before long Otto was fucking her ass smoothly. Ellen's shit tube had 
opened up to take his cock, and now he had no trouble. Rita made Cindy watch 
it closely. She wanted the girl to see how a big cock fucked in and out of 
her mother's ass. 

Cindy was horrified as she gazed at the ass-fuck. She could see the way 
Otto's huge cock stretched her mother's asshole. Rita fondled Cindy's tits 
as they watched. Then Rita unlocked the girl's handcuffs and whispered in 
her ear. 

She told Cindy to get down and fondle Ellen's tits. "Make her feel good, 
honey. It'll be better for her if she gets a little turned on." 

She pushed Cindy forward when the girl hesitated. Cindy was too afraid to 
resist. She bent down and touched Ellen. She grabbed one of Ellen's tits and 
held onto it as Otto continued fucking her. 

Ellen was shocked when she realized what Cindy was doing. But she couldn't 
stop it. She was helpless. She shuddered as she felt her daughter's hand on 
her tit. 

Soon Cindy was busy fondling both her mother's tits. Rita laughed as she 
stood behind Cindy and encouraged her. The brunette stroked Cindy's ass, 
then pushed her fingers inside Cindys cunt and asshole. 

Then after a while Rita pulled her fingers out and told Cindy to get behind 
Otto. Cindy was relieved to pull away from her mother. She moved behind Otto 
the way Rita wanted. The girl quivered as she looked down at the big man's 
ass pumping in front of her. 

Rita told Cindy to take hold of Otto's balls. "Hold his balls until he 
finishes," Rita said. 

Cindy trembled as she took hold of Otto's huge balls. She shuddered as she 
imagined art the jism that would come out of them. 

Rita went back to the sofa to join Vic. She sat beside him and kissed his 
cheek. He was frigging his prick in a frenzy now, and Rita took over. She 
bent over his lap and sucked his cockhead between her lips. Then she sat up 
again and continued jacking him off as they watched Otto and Ellen and 
Cindy. 

Before long, Otto went over the top. He grunted as he came, pounding Ellen's 
ass with his huge cock. Cindy's girlish hand gripped his massive balls as he 
shot off. She could feel his balls jump against her fingers. She watched her 
mother. Ellen's eyes were closed, her face covered with sweat. 

Cindy quivered as she realized her mother had just had an orgasm. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

Vic liked teenaged girls when they were completely naked. An older woman 
might look better in lingerie, but a girl Cindy's age was nicer without 
anything on her body. 

This one was luscious. She was still sweet and innocent. And obviously 
afraid of him. He was sure she would do anything he wanted. He had her alone 
now in his bedroom. He'd fucked the mother a few times, and now he would 
have a go at the daughter. 

Cindy stood there patiently and waited for Vic to do something. She was 
terrified of him. She'd seen how much power he had. 

She quivered as he touched her. His fingers teased her tits, then his hand 
dropped down to tickle her belly. 

Vic smiled as he ran his hands over the girl's body. He fondled her 
shoulders. "You're a sweet kid." 

She had such beautiful skin. He admired the tightness of her body, the flat 
belly, the puffy little pussy slit between her legs. He touched the ring 
that pierced one of her cuntlips. She was all healed now. He ran his finger 
between her cuntlips and chuckled when he felt the moisture there. 

Then he lowered his head and kissed her lips. She trembled against him. He 
pushed his tongue inside her mouth as his fingers fondled her pussy. She 
moved her legs apart. She had no will to resist him. She was too much afraid 
of him to resist. His fingers rubbed her cuntlips, spreading her juice 
around her cunt gash. He rubbed up and down her back with his other hand, 
then down to the small of her back and the beginning of her asscheeks. 

Cindy sucked his hot tongue. She told herself she had to be nice to him. He 
could have her killed any time he wanted. She pushed her tongue between his 
lips. She moaned against his mouth as he started sucking her tongue, pulling 
at it, chewing it gently with his teeth. 

She could feel herself turning on. Her nipples became stiff. Her pussy was 
warm and wet, slippery with cunt juice. She groaned as she twitched her ass 
in his hand. 

Vic chuckled. "You're hot, aren't you, kid?" 

Cindy quivered. "I don't know...." 

He stepped back and grinned at her as he slipped out of his clothes. "Rita 
showed you a nice time, huh?" 

Cindy blushed. "I guess so." 

Vic laughed. He was finally naked, his cock throbbing in front of her. "I 
want your ass, kid. Turn around." 

Cindy blanched. "My ass?" She stared at his cock. She was afraid of it. His 
cock looked bigger than Mickey's. She was afraid he'd hurt her. 

Vic closed his hand over her shoulder and forced her to turn around. "Come 
on, kid, bend over the bed. Just get your head down and keep your ass in the 
air. I'll do the rest. Yeah, that's good. Just like that. Nice, baby, that's 
nice. Rita sucks your pussy, doesn't she? Yeah, sure she does." He fondled 
her tight round asscheeks. 

Cindy trembled as she waited for him to fuck her shitter. She was bent all 
the way over, her hair dragging on the mattress, her palms supporting her 
weight. She moved her legs apart a bit more. He was going to fuck her ass, 
and there was nothing she could do about it. 

Vic hissed under his breath at the sight of the girl's perfect asscheeks. 
The mother had a bigger ass but not as perfect as this. The girl's ass was 
firm and unblemished. She had a deep ass crevice for a kid her age. He 
spread her asscheeks apart to look at her crack. Buried in the center, deep 
between the full mounds of her ass, was the tightly puckered ring of her 
asshole. Her pink ass ring was still virginal looking. 

He continued stroking her ass awhile, delighting in the texture of her skin. 
Like silk. He squeezed and kneaded her asscheeks until she started moving 
her ass in response. He wanted her turned on. 

Finally he took hold of the bottle of baby oil he'd put out on the night 
stand. "Hold still, honey." 

He pulled one of her asscheeks aside with his hand and poured some oil on 
her asshole. He rubbed the oil around her asshole and then got some of it 
inside. His cock was swollen, stiff like iron in anticipation of the girl's 
juicy little shitter. After pouring some oil out on his palm, he oiled his 
prick. 

"Okay, doll, here we come." He pressed his cock-knob against her pink 
asshole. The girl groaned, but she didn't move. He pushed for-ward, grunting 
as he watched his cockhead squeeze inside her young ass. "Yeah, baby, yeah! 
Just hold it, just like that. That's good, honey. Feel it now? Yeah, you do, 
huh? Here's the rest of it." 

He fucked all the way in. She moaned as his cock spread her shit tube. Her 
head shook from side to side as he fucked the full length of his cock up her 
ass. 

Then she started whimpering and he became annoyed. He didn't like it when a 
broad whimpered. He told her to shut up. He took hold of her hair and pulled 
her head back. Then he rammed his cock up her ass as he bent her neck. 

"Don't cry, doll. I don't like it when you cry." 

She couldn't help it. She sobbed and gasped as his cock fucked deep inside 
her ass. She pleaded with him to pull it out. She said it hurt too much. All 
he did was laugh at her and tell her she had a greased asshole and she 
couldn't be hurting that much. Besides, hadn't Mickey already fucked her 
ass? 

"You take it, baby. You take the whole fucking cock or I'll wring your 
neck." 

Now she was too afraid to do anything else. She knew she had to try. She was 
afraid he'd kill her before he finished fucking her. She stopped sobbing and 
begging. She held still while he slowly fucked his cock in and out of her 
ass. Now she wanted to please him. He was raping her ass, but she wanted to 
please him. 

Vic grunted with satisfaction as the girl's asshole tightened around his 
ramming prick. He loved it. What a sweet fucking piece she was. He kept the 
pace slow. No sense ending it too quickly. There was too much to enjoy. She 
had such a lovely tight asshole. 

But Cindy realized that tightening her asshole made it better for him. She 
wanted to bring him off. She wanted to end it as quickly as possible. She 
began tightening and relaxing her ass ring around his thick sliding 
cockshaft. She brought him along. She could tell by the noises he made that 
she was getting him to the finish. 

Vic felt himself on the edge. His balls were ready to erupt. Suddenly he 
cried out, rammed his cock deep up her ass and started coming. His jism 
spurted out in her ass guts. Wad after wad of hot cum boiled out of his 
balls. 

Cindy felt his hot cum-load splashing in her shitter. She made gurgling 
sounds as he pumped away in her ass. She suddenly came, herself. She didn't 
want to, but she couldn't help it. Her body was responding to the fucking 
cock in her ass. She rolled her hips around as her asshole tightened on his 
cock. 

"Fuck me!" she cried. "Oh, shit! Fuck my ass!" 

Vic chuckled when he heard the girl. Now her asshole was like a hot velvet 
glove around his cock. He continued fucking her, pumping his prick in and 
out of her loose shitter. A shudder of delight went through him when he saw 
the streaks of shit on his cock. What a sweet little doll she was. He 
squeezed her asscheeks with his hands as he rammed her ass again and again. 

Then he suddenly pulled his cock out of her ass and pushed her forward. She 
fell sprawling on the bed. She moaned. She could feel her asshole slowly 
closing as she lay there. Then she felt Vic climb onto the bed near her. 
When she opened her eyes, she saw his shit-streaked cock only inches from 
her face. 

"Come on, baby, clean it up. Get it in your mouth." 

"Please, I...." 

"I said get it in your mouth!" 

She wrinkled her nose at his smelly prick, but she knew she had to do it. 
She opened her mouth and Vic shoved his cock forward. His shitty prick 
pushed between her lips and over her tongue. He grinned as he stroked her 
hair. 

"Nice, baby. Come on, suck the shit off." 

Vic watched her mouth closely as she did it. His cock was a mess of jism and 
shit and even a little of her blood. He laughed as she picked up a spot of 
brown shit with her pink tongue. She wet her lips as she looked up at his 
face, and he told her she was doing fine. 

Cindy took a deep breath and went on with it. She opened her mouth wide and 
took all of his cock inside. The smell and taste was awful. She almost 
gagged when his prick-knob touched the back of her throat. Vic grabbed a 
handful of her hair as he fucked her face. Finally he pulled his cock out of 
her mouth and made her work on his balls. He had her suck his balls until 
they glistened with her saliva. 

His cock was getting hard again. When he had a cute little girl like this 
licking his balls, he always turned on again fast. His cock thickened even 
as he watched it. Before long he shoved his prick inside her mouth again. 
This time, he hung over her to fuck her face. He pulled over a pillow and 
shoved it under her head. 

"Just keep your mouth open, honey. Let me do the fucking." 

They had to be trained. She was too young to know anything. He had to train 
them until they were perfect. Sooner or later, he'd put her on the block. 
With or without the mother, she'd bring a nice of change. He chuckled as he 
fucked her mouth with a steady rhythm. 

Then he climaxed. He made a croaking sound as he shot his cum-load down her 
throat. He pulled back to let her swallow some of his cum, and then he 
shoved forward again. She was a doll, and she sucked like a dream. 

"Suck it, cunt! Suck that cock!" 

* * * 

Meanwhile, Rita was amusing herself with Ellen. She sat in an easy chair 
with her legs crossed while Ellen knelt in front of her. 

Rita smiled and raised one foot. "Go on, kiss it." 

Ellen's misery showed in her face. She lowered her head slowly toward Rita's 
foot. Her lips puckered in a reluctant kiss. Her mouth touched the nylon 
covering Rita's instep. She started weeping. 

Rita chuckled as Ellen's tears fell on her foot. "Cry if you want. It won't 
save you." 

It turned her on to abuse Ellen. The daughter was a little dish to be sucked 
and fucked, but the mother was something else. Abusing a woman like Ellen 
brought Rita real enjoyment. 

Rita finally slipped her shoe off and pushed her toes at Ellen's mouth. 
Ellen did whatever the brunette wanted. She kissed Rita's toes and then 
moved her mouth up Rita's foot. Rita purred as Ellen's mouth passed her 
ankle and moved up her leg. 

"That's it, honey. You're getting the idea now." 

Ellen held Rita's leg in her hands as she kissed along Rita's shin to her 
knee. At the knee, she paused. She knew where this was leading. She knew 
that before long she'd have her face in Rita's crotch. The brunette wore 
gartered nylons, and she already had her panties off. Ellen had the scent of 
Rita's crotch in her nose. She knew Rita would make her go on with it. She 
hated the brunette. She hated all of them. She found the idea of sucking 
Rita's cunt com-pletely revolting. 

Rita, on the other hand, was getting more and more turned on. She found 
Ellen's unhappiness exciting. She loved the feel of the woman's lips on her 
leg. Her cunt was sopping wet. By the time Ellen arrived there, she'd have a 
swamp to contend with. Now Rita opened her legs and pulled one knee up so 
that her foot rested on the edge of the chair. 

"All of it, honey. You get all of it." 

Ellen stared at the dark-haired cunt. Rita's cuntlips drooped out like a 
pair of flaps. They were swollen and open, her clit and her cunt hole 
visible. Ellen could see the juice leaking out of the brunette's pussy gash. 

She kissed her way along Rita's thigh until she came to the top of her 
stocking. Rita made a cooing sound as Ellen's lips moved onto her bare 
flesh, Inch by inch, Ellen moved her mouth towards her final destination. 

She wants it, Rita thought. She's dying to get her mouth on my cunt, but she 
won't admit it to herself. She wanted to grab Ellen's head and pull her 
mouth in, but she forced herself to be patient. It was always better when 
she was patient. Let them dangle. Ellen's mouth would be there soon enough. 
Rita mewled with pleasure and leaned back to wait for it. 

When Ellen's mouth finally arrived, Rita uttered a moan of satisfaction. 

"Go, baby, go! Eat my pussy!" She sighed as she felt Ellen's hair along the 
insides of her thighs. Then a quiver went through her as she felt Ellen's 
nose pushing between her cuntlips. 

She couldn't wait any longer. She needed more pressure. She pulled at 
Ellen's head, pulled the woman's face against her crotch. "Suck it, damn it! 
Suck my cunt or I'll get Otto in here to play with you!" 

The mention of Otto sent a bolt of raw fear through Ellen. She moved her 
mouth and nose deep inside the brunette's wet cunt gash. Her tongue came out 
to lick Rita's cunt hole. She licked and sucked around the hole, then she 
stabbed her tongue inside and fluttered it back and forth. Rita giggled and 
said that was good. Ellen gave her more tongue. Rita said to suck and Ellen 
sucked. 

I'm nothing, Ellen thought. I'm only a slave, and nothing more. 

Rita began giving Ellen instructions. The brunette enjoyed telling the woman 
at her feet what to do. She made Ellen suck each cuntlip. She told Ellen to 
stick her nose inside her cunt hole, and then she giggled when Ellen did it. 
Ellen's nose came out wet with cunt juice, and Rita giggled happily when she 
saw it. 

"Now downtown," Rita said. 

Ellen looked up at her. "I don't understand." 

Rita chuckled. "There's uptown and down-town, honey. I want your tongue in 
my ass. Use lots of spit to get it wet first, and then go right in." 

Ellen was dismayed. She hated the thought of sucking the brunette's ass. 
There was nothing more revolting than that. But she knew she had to do it. 
The threat of Otto always hung over her. She would do anything to avoid 
being in Otto's hands. 

The brunette had both knees pulled all the way back to her tits. She craned 
her neck to watch Ellen's mouth. She quivered at the first touch of Ellen's 
tongue on her asshole. She watched Ellen lick her ass. She watched the spit 
come out as Ellen lubricated the puckered ass ring. Then Rita quivered as 
Ellen's tongue slithered inside her ass. First the daughter, and now the 
mother. God, how she loved it! She kept Ellen at it, kept her sucking her 
asshole while she played with her clit. 

Finally, Rita's fingers began strumming her clit with more precision. It was 
time now. She had to get off. She rubbed the shaft of her clit as Ellen 
continued tongue-fucking her asshole. 

"Suck my pisser!" Rita gasped. She slapped at Ellen's head until Ellen had 
her lips in place. 

Then Rita came. She groaned as the spasms convulsed her pussy. She let go 
before she finished. She started pissing in Ellen's mouth. She forced Ellen 
to take it all. The brunette came again as she watched Ellen drink the hot 
piss gushing out of her cunt. 

"Get used to the taste of it," Rita said with a groan. "You're going to suck 
my piss when-ever I want you to." 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

"You're a cutie," Vic said. 

He sat beside Rita on the sofa and looked at Ellen. She stood in front of 
them. She was naked except for a leather collar around her neck, and high 
heels. A leash was attached to the collar. Vic held the leash as he sat 
there beside Rita. Now he spoke again. He said he had a deal for Ellen. He 
explained he had a buyer for her. 

"It's either you or the girl." He would sell Ellen and keep Cindy if that 
was what Ellen wanted. He said the buyer would be rough on the girl. He said 
Ellen might want to save Cindy by being sold, herself. He chuckled. He said 
he was being a nice guy to offer her a choice and he hoped she appreciated 
it. "I want you to remember me as a nice guy." 

Rita was amused. "You're crazy, Vic." 

Vic snickered. He pulled at the leash, jerking Ellen's neck. "She thinks I'm 
an animal. I don't like it when broads think I'm an animal." 

She thought about his offer. The idea of Cindy going somewhere alone was 
horrifying. At least here, the girl would be taken care of. Ellen decided 
she had to sacrifice herself for her daughter's sake. She saw no other 
possiblity. 

"I'll go instead of my daughter. As long as you don't harm her, I'll do 
anything you want." 

Vic nodded. He smiled at her. He said he'd expected her decision. "It's only 
right. A mother should protect her daughter. You're doing the right thing." 
Then he unzipped his fly and brought his cock out. He grinned as he pulled 
at the leash. He told Ellen to get down on her knees and suck him off. "Show 
me some gratitude." 

She knelt on the carpet in front of him. She closed her mouth over the knob 
of his cock and started sucking. She was used to him now. She'd serviced him 
so many times. And Rita, too. Sometimes she did them both while they were 
fucking. She was there to be used-and they did use her. 

* * * 

A few days later, Ellen was presented to Vic's buyer. His name was Henry 
Vernon and Ellen was shocked to learn that he was a judge. He was an older 
man, somewhere past fifty, and when he looked at her she could see the 
interest in his eyes. 

Rita had chosen Ellen's clothes for the occasion. She wore a blouse and 
skirt and nylons and high heels. She wore the leather collar, and Vic held 
the leash that was attached to it. Her face was made up, and she knew she 
looked pretty. 

Certainly, the judge thought so. He immediately told Vic that Ellen was a 
beauty. "I'm impressed, Vic. I didn't expect it." 

Vic chuckled. "You should believe me when I tell you things." 

"Well, now I believe you." 

Vic twisted the leash in his hand as he talked to the judge about her. Then 
Vic told her to show the judge the marks on her body. Ellen blanched. She 
hated the idea of doing that. But she'd promised Vic she'd behave. Vic's 
eyes flashed when he noticed her hesitation. He jerked at the leash. She 
trembled as she lifted her skirt to show them the welts and bruises on her 
thighs and ass. She was wearing a garter belt and nylons and panties, but 
the panties were sheer and all the marks on her body were visible. Rita had 
told her she would have to show them, and now that she was doing it, Ellen 
was more miserable than ever. 

The judge was obviously fascinated by the bruises. He muttered something 
about her being black and blue. "Tell her to turn around." 

Vic was amused. He handed the leash to the judge. "You tell her, Judge. When 
you hold the leash, she does whatever you want." 

The judge beamed. He snickered at Ellen. "Turn, honey. Show me your ass." 

Ellen obediently turned. Her asscheeks were criss-crossed with marks from 
the beatings Rita had given her, and she knew the judge could see them 
through the sheer nylon of her panties. 

"She's lovely," the judge said. "Really delicious." 

Vic chuckled and told Ellen to get her pan-ties off. "Show the judge the 
ring." 

Ellen was in a helpless daze now. She tried not to think about what she was 
doing, about what they were looking at. She slipped the pan-ties down, let 
them fall to her ankles and stepped out of them. Vic wanted her to show the 
judge the ring in her cuntlip. She moved her legs apart to make it visible. 
She showed the judge her pussy. She could see that he was very turned on by 
her. He was practically drooling over her as she stood there with her skirt 
raised to her hips, her cunt bush and cuntlips and the gold ring exposed. 

The judge wanted to know if she was really obedient. "I don't mean faking 
it-I mean the real stuff." 

Vic smiled and told him to use the leash. "Just tell her what you want and 
she'll do it." 

The judge snickered and pulled the leash. He told Ellen to get on her knees 
in front of him. Her tits jiggled as she went down on the carpet. He moved 
his legs apart and told her to get his cock out. 

She unzipped his fly and brought his limp prick out through the opening. 
When the judge told her to suck his prick, she took his cock-knob between 
her lips. 

He was pleased. "She's a hot one, isn't she?" He chuckled and told her to 
stop sucking. Now he wanted her to get up and strip. He said he wanted to 
see what she looked like. 

Ellen rose. She told herself it was all for Cindy's sake. She began 
stripping her clothes off. The men talked about her as her body was 
gradually revealed. The judge lit a cigar and said he'd always known Vic was 
dependable. When Ellen was down to her garter belt and nylons, the judge 
told her to stop. 

"That's enough, honey. Let's have a look at the ass again." 

He chuckled as she turned her back to him. This time, he wanted her to bend 
over. He told her to spread her asscheeks. She pulled her asscheeks apart 
with her hands to show the judge her asshole. She tried very hard not to 
cry. She knew Vic would be furious if she cried. 

The judge snickered and said her asshole looked a bit used. "She's not torn 
inside, is she? I wouldn't like it if she wasn't healthy." 

Vic had to assure the judge that her ass was intact and healthy. The judge 
said he liked the marks on her ass. He said his wife would go for the marks, 
too. 

Ellen was shocked. This was the first mention of Judge Vernon's wife. It 
hadn't occurred to her that he might be married. 

After that, the three of them went to an adjoining room. The judge amused 
himself leading her on the leash as if she were a poodle. He chuckled and 
stroked her ass. He hefted one of her tits and said she was a fine-looking 
woman. Then he put the leash down and he started undressing. Both men 
undressed. Ellen stood there and watched them as they removed their clothes. 
She realized she'd have to service both of them. She was frightened of the 
future, terrified of what would happen to her after she left Vic. 

When the men were naked, they made her get on her knees to suck their cocks. 
She had to suck each prick in turn. The judge had a long thin prick and 
heavy balls. No matter what she did, his cock remained limp as a wet noodle. 
Vic finally told the judge to turn around so that Ellen could lick his ass. 
The judge chuckled as he bent over. 

Ellen moved in and spread his asscheeks. She licked his asscrack and then 
went to work on his asshole with her mouth. The judge wriggled his ass 
against her face and said his prick was getting hard. 

She had to do the same thing to Vic. Then she had to suck their balls. By 
this time, both cocks were completely stiff. 

Vic told her to kneel on the edge of the bed with her ass in the air. As 
soon as she did it, she felt the judge's hands on her ass. He fingered her 
cunt. She heard him talking to Vic about some trial that was coming up. She 
was nothing to them, just a piece of meat available for their pleasure. 

The judge opened her cunt with his fingers and fucked his cock inside. He 
continued talking to Vic while he fucked her. He told Vic a joke about a 
judge in Las Vegas. Ellen shuddered with revulsion as his thin cock fucked 
in and out of her cunt hole. She felt his belly slapping against her ass. 
She wondered about his wife. She wondered if his wife was worse than Rita. 

Finally the judge pulled out of her cunt and Vic replaced him. Vic fucked 
her more force-fully. She was used to Vic. He leaned over her back to pinch 
her tits. He continued talking to the judge as he fucked his cock in and out 
of her pussy. 

Ellen started wondering about the future again. She tried to imagine what it 
would be like for her with the judge and his wife. She was shocked that a 
judge would be involved in some-thing like this. Then she told herself she 
shouldn't be so naive. The judge was evidently pleased at the idea of having 
a slave. He'd probably had slaves before her. Maybe the last one had died of 
exhaustion. 

She was suddenly more afraid than ever. Once again, she told herself it was 
all for Cindy's sake. Whatever life she'd had before didn't exist anymore. 
She wondered what had happened to Phil. And how come the police hadn't come 
after them? Was there any chance they'd be rescued? It all seemed to 
hopeless. It seemed that people like Vic-and the judge had the real power in 
the world. 

Then Vic pulled his cock out of her cunt and the judge moved behind her 
again. This time, the judge wanted her asshole. He grunted as he pushed his 
cock inside her ass. Ellen was grateful his cock was so thin. But he had a 
long prick, and in a moment she could feel it all the way up her shitter. 
She felt his big balls pressing against her cuntlips. 

The judge chuckled and wriggled around with his cock up her ass. He was 
obviously having himself a marvelous time. He slapped her ass and said she 
had a solid body. He said she was a good fuck. He told Vic she was worth the 
money he was asking. He started fucking her ass harder. He muttered and made 
noises in his throat. 

Before long, he shot off in her ass, his hands holding her lips as his prick 
spurted cum inside her ass guts. He grunted like a pig as he came. 

"Nice little ass, Vic. She's very nice." 

When the judge pulled his cock out of her ass, Vic took his place. Vic 
rammed her asshole like he always did. He pounded her ass as he fucked to a 
finish. He laughed and pinched her ass as he dumped his cum-load in her 
shitter. 

Now she had two loads of jism in her ass. She could feel the wetness in her 
ass guts. She could feel the gaping of her asshole. She continued kneeling 
there, her chest heaving, her mind in a whirl. 

Then the judge slapped her ass and told her to sit up. He wanted her to 
clean his cock with her mouth. He came forward and shoved his shitty prick 
between her lips. She sucked his fucker clean. He giggled as she lapped up 
and down his limp cockshaft, then he rubbed his prick across her nose and 
eyes. 

"That's it, girl. That's a good girl." 

When his cock was clean, Vic replaced him. She sucked Vic's prick clean of 
her shit. He played with her, slapping his prick across her face and teasing 
her. 

Then the judge ordered her to get his cock hard again. He wanted her on the 
floor between his legs. She went down onto her knees between his spread 
thighs. She sucked his low-hanging balls. She sucked his long thin prick 
until it was stiff again. 

The judge was delighted. He hadn't expected another hard-on to come so 
easily. "Oh, boy! She's good, isn't she?" 

She sucked Vic's cock and balls the same way. Then she handled their pricks, 
fondled their balls with her fingers. She realized everything depended on 
her making them happy. She was horrified at the idea of Cindy being sold to 
a beast like the judge. 

Then they wanted Ellen on the bed again. She had to kneel on the bed while 
the judge got behind her. He played with her ass. He teased her asshole with 
his fingers. Then he fucked his cock inside her ass. Now, he'd already come 
once, and he had all the time in the world. He grunted as he fucked her 
shitter. 

Vic crawled onto the bed in front of her face. He pushed his cock at her 
lips and she opened her mouth to take it. She had one cock in her ass and 
the other in her mouth. It was the first time she'd been taken by two men at 
the same time. She felt completely subjugated. She felt skewered by cock 
meat. 

The judge was enjoying himself as he fucked her ass. He leaned over back to 
fondle her tits. 

He played with the ring through her cuntlip. He said she was a lovely piece. 
Then he started talking about the slaves he and his wife had had. He said 
they liked the seasoned ones better. The young girls were too fragile. A 
woman like Ellen could have the shit kicked out of her and still come back 
for more. 

Ellen was terrifed as she listened to him talk. She wondered if she would 
survive. She told herself she ought to find a way to end her life. But then 
Cindy would be sold. It seemed there was no way out for her. 

The men finally pulled their cocks out of her ass and mouth. Vic lay down on 
his back and Ellen had to straddle him. She took his cock inside her cunt. 

The judge got behind her and pushed her for-ward over Vic's chest. He played 
with her ass, then rammed his cock up her shitter. He was very agile for a 
man his age. He laughed as he squeezed her hips. 

Now, the judge slapped her ass and told her he wanted her to tighten her 
asshole on his cock. She clamped down on his prick until he was satisfied. 
He started fucking her ass again while she still had Vic's cock in her cunt. 
The fit was tight. It made no difference how thin the judge's cock was now. 
With Vic's prick in her cunt, the judge's cock felt like a baseball bat in 
her ass. 

Vic chewed on her tits as they fucked her. The judge laughed and brutally 
pinched her ass. His belly kept slapping against her ass as he fucked her 
shit hole. He grunted and wheezed. Then she blew a fart out of her asshole, 
and both men laughed at her. She felt totally degraded, totally used. They 
fucked away in her cunt and ass until they finally came. 

They both shot off. The judge made wild noises as he came in her ass. His 
cummy cock slipped out of her asshole with a sucking noise as he moved away. 
Vic pushed her off the bed, and she fell to the floor. 

The judge laughed and suggested pissing. Vic agreed. They got off the bed 
and stood over her. She looked at them with begging eyes, but of course it 
did no good. They laughed at her as they fingered their cocks. 

They started pissing on her. 

The hot piss drenched her face and tits and belly. They pissed all over her. 
The judge was pleased at the way she took it. 

When they finished pissing, the judge told Vic to leave him alone with Ellen 
awhile. 

Vic chuckled and said okay. "Be careful she doesn't choke, Judge." He seemed 
to know what the judge wanted. 

After Vic left the room and closed the door, the judge smiled down at Ellen. 
He told her to lie flat on her back. When she did it, he straddled her body, 
facing her feet, and moved back-wards to squat over her face. 

Ellen was horrified as she realized what was about to happen. She was 
mesmerized by the judge's pale ass. There was no way to stop it. 

The judge grunted and started shitting. 

Ellen watched the turd squeeze out of his hairy asshole. His asshole gaped 
like a round mouth. In a moment, the hot shit fell on her tits. Another turd 
followed. The judge laughed as he farted. He said he'd worked hard all his 
life to get where he was. He said she ought to be thankful he was only 
shitting on her, and not making her eat shit. 

 CHAPTER NINE 

Mabel Vernon chuckled as she looked at Ellen. They were alone in a room 
together. Ellen was naked, her wrists and ankles chained to a post in the 
center of the room. Mabel was fully dressed, sitting relaxed in a chair, 
with a drink in her hand. 

Mabel was about forty, a tall woman with graying hair and a haughty look. 
She was pleased with Ellen. This time her husband Henry had brought home 
something special. Ellen was much more attractive than the others they'd 
had. Yes, Mabel was pleased. 

Mabel accepted her own peculiarities. She enjoyed hurting women, and the 
more attractive the woman the better it was for her. And Ellen was certainly 
attractive. A lovely ripe-looking body. Mabel looked forward to hurting 
those juicy nipples. She planned to use the woman thoroughly. She had a 
schedule in mind. She liked to plan these things out. Each day would bring a 
new regimen of pain and abuse for Ellen. 

Mabel knew her husband had his own needs. He enjoyed fucking them. Mabel 
didn't mind seeing him with another woman-provided the woman was Mabel's 
slave. As long as the women belonged to Mabel, Henry could do what he wanted 
with them. Mabel liked hurting them, and Henry liked something else. She 
liked them weeping. 

Now Mabel was amused at the hatred in Ellen's eyes. This one seemed to have 
already guessed what was in store for her. But whether she'd guessed or not, 
it was Mabel who would call the shots. She'd knock all the resistance out of 
Ellen. That was the way for it. First knock the resistance out, and then pet 
them and pamper them until they accepted being lap dogs. 

Until they were afraid to be anything else. By the time she was through with 
Ellen, there would be nothing but adoration in Ellen's eyes. 

Now Mabel rose from her chair. She went to a drawer, opened it and brought 
out a riding crop. She turned so that Ellen could see it. Mabel chuckled as 
she saw the fear in Ellen's eyes. 

"You don't like it? Darling, I thought you'd be easy by the time you came to 
us. Well, if you're not easy, we'll have to make you easy, won't we? You 
don't feel so strong anymore, do you?" 

She said Ellen would get to know her. Ellen would get to know everything 
about her. 

Mabel chuckled. "All the details, darling. I want you to look after me." She 
pushed the end of the riding crop at Ellen's heavy tits. She slid the crop 
under one tit globe and raised the tit with it. "These are nice. They'll be 
down to your belly someday, but for the moment they're a plus. You have a 
nice body, you know. I do like the marks. And these tits! I'm going to hurt 
them, darling. You know that, don't you?" 

And suddenly she slashed the riding crop across Ellen's naked tits. 

Ellen cried out, a sound of anguish and pain and hopelessness. 

Mabel laughed. She said she liked the sound of it. She hit Ellen again. She 
grabbed hold of one of Ellen's tits and tore at it with her finger-nails. 
She held the tit in one hand and deliberately struck the nipple with the 
riding crop. 

Ellen's eyes rolled up with pain. 

Mabel was pleased. She said she liked the way Ellen responded. She put the 
riding crop away and unchained Ellen's wrists and ankles. Ellen fell to the 
floor, sobbing. Mabel laughed and kicked her. Mabel's shoe caught Ellen's 
side and Ellen writhed on the floor in pain. 

"I want you to know what you are," Mabel said calmly. "It's quite important 
that you know what you are." 

After that, Mabel told Ellen to kneel with her head down. Ellen was weeping 
as she did it. Mabel walked around Ellen. When she was behind Ellen, she 
stopped and studied Ellen's cunt and ass. She raised one foot and pushed the 
point of her shoe between Ellen's asscheeks. Then she pushed farther down. 
She pushed the toe of her shoe between Ellen's fat cuntlips. 

"Hold still. I don't want you moving unless I tell you." 

She pushed the point of her shoe inside Ellen's cunt hole. She giggled as 
she fucked Ellen's cunt with her shoe. Then she pulled the point of her shoe 
out and pushed at Ellen's asshole with it. Ellen groaned as the point of 
Mabel's shoe entered her ass. 

Mabel was enjoying herself. She pulled the toe of her shoe away and used the 
heel instead. She wore sharp little French heels. She pushed the pointed 
heel against Ellen's asshole and it slipped right in. Then she fucked 
Ellen's ass with her French heel. 

Then Mabel knelt down. She pinched Ellen's ass and told Ellen to move her 
legs farther apart. She fingered Ellen's fat cuntlips. She worked two 
fingers inside. Then she added another finger. And another. She had four 
fingers in Ellen's cunt. Ellen's cunt hole was stretched into a gaping maw. 

Then Mabel added her thumb and pushed all of her hand inside Ellen's pussy. 

Ellen groaned constantly. She felt as though she were being split open, 
split apart in her crotch. She was sure the woman would kill her. 

Now Mabel had her wrist inside Ellen's pain-fully stretched cunt-hole. She 
started fist-fucking Ellen's cunt. She loved abusing them like this. She 
loved the power she had over them when she had her fist in their cunts. 
Ellen sob-bed and groaned. Mabel laughed. She finally pulled her fist out of 
Ellen's cunt and wiped her hand on Ellen's ass. 

Mabel returned to her chair. She hummed a melody to herself. She was happy. 
She pulled her dress up to her waist and sat down. Now her legs and thighs 
were uncovered. She wore gartered nylons and no panties. She ran her fingers 
through her cunt bush. She opened her legs to expose her pussy. She told 
Ellen to crawl on the floor and come to her. She threatened to beat Ellen 
with the riding crop again if she didn't move quickly. 

Ellen crawled to Mabel. Bruised and sobbing, Ellen crawled. She gazed at the 
woman's spread legs, at the white flesh of her thighs above her nylons, at 
the full bush of cunt hair that covered her cuntlips and ran down into the 
crack of her ass. There was no need for Mabel to instruct Ellen now. Ellen 
knew what Mabel wanted. Licking her dry lips, Ellen moved in. 

Mabel snickered. "You belong to me, darling. You'll be safe here, as long as 
you please me. When you stop pleasing me, I'll have you snuffed out like a 
used candle. You do under-stand me, don't you?" 

Ellen groaned as she pushed her face against Mabel's hairy pussy. She worked 
her nose and mouth between Mabel's meaty cuntlips and started sucking the 
woman's cunt gash. 

Mabel stroked Ellen's head. She looked down at Ellen's face. She held her 
cuntlips open with her fingers as she watched Ellen's tongue. She thought 
about all the slaves she'd had. Her liking for it had started in college. It 
was only a question of finding them. She loved having her cunt sucked by a 
pretty girl or an attractive woman. 

Then she told Ellen to suck her asshole. She laughed at Ellen's difficulty 
as Ellen tried to get her mouth lower down. Mabel helped here. She turned 
her ass up to get Ellen's tongue in her shit hole. 

"Wash my asshole, darling. It's your job to see that it's always clean." 

Finally, Mabel pushed Ellen away. She told Ellen to lie on her back on the 
floor. Ellen obediently stretched out on the carpet and Mabel straddled her. 
Facing Ellen's feet, Mabel held her dress up around her waist as she lowered 
herself. She squatted down over Ellen's face. 

Ellen stared at the woman's broad white ass. Mabel was a slender woman, but 
she had full hips and a broad ass. Ellen could see Mabel's hairy cunt 
between her spread thighs. She saw the hair growing in Mabel's asscrack and 
around her puckered asshole. Mabel's asshole still glistened with Ellen's 
saliva. 

Then Mabel started pissing. 

The hot piss covered Ellen's tits and ran over her belly and neck. Ellen was 
numb as she watched the yellow piss gush out of the woman's cunt. 

Mabel made a noise in her throat and started shitting. Her asshole opened 
like a brown mouth. She grunted with pleasure as the long turds came out. 
She wriggled her ass as she dropped her foul shit on Ellen's creamy tits. 

When Mabel was finished shitting, she straightened up, let her dress drop 
and stood there looking down at Ellen. She laughed at Ellen's obvious 
disgust and misery. She told Ellen to smear the shit over her body. When 
Ellen hesitated, Mabel kicked her viciously. 

"I'll have you branded, you little slut! I'll watch your flesh burn!" 

Ellen groaned and began smearing Mabel's smelly shit over her tits and 
belly. 

* * * 

"I work too hard," the judge said to his wife. 

"I think I ought to retire." 

Mabel snickered at him. "Henry, don't be foolish. You've been retired since 
the day you became a judge. You don't really do anything, do you? I know you 
too well to think you actually do anything." 

They chuckled at each other. They were in the living room. Ellen was naked. 
She was on her knees, sucking the judge's cock while they talked about his 
days in court. The judge's cock was only half hard. Mabel had her legs 
apart, her skirt pulled back to her waist. She idly played with her own cunt 
bush as she watched Ellen suck her husband. 

Ellen's lips were swollen from all the sucking she'd done. Her mouth moved 
up and down on the judge's thin prick. His cock became hard, slowly. Mabel 
fingered her own cuntlips as she watched. 

Ellen's misery was intense. These people were much worse than Vic and Rita. 
Now they were talking about her, and she tried to listen. They treated her 
like a pet dog. No, a dog would get better treatment. Mabel was so vicious. 
Mabel was a horrible sadist. 

Now Mabel teased the judge because his cock still wasn't completely hard. 
"Having trouble, Henry?" 

But he was getting there. His cock was slowly getting hard. He smirked at 
his wife. "A big gun doesn't get loaded that easily." He soon had a stiff 
prick, and he was pleased. 

Mabel questioned the judge about Ellen. She wanted to know what he thought 
about her. "You haven't done much to her." 

"I will, I will." 

"When, darling? I seem to be the only one who likes doing things." 

"I like it, also." 

He told Mabel that he liked to see the slaves hurt as much as she did. He 
liked to see them suffer. Mabel smiled and said they belonged together. 

After that, they took Ellen to the playroom. They chained her to the post in 
the center of the room. Ellen hated the post. She was always hurt when she 
was chained to the post. It did no good to beg. They never listened to her 
when she begged them. They had her hanging forward from the post now. Her 
tits dropped down as ripe targets. She had new marks on her body. 

The judge walked away to light a cigar and Mabel came to Ellen and smiled as 
she pinched Ellen's hanging tits. 

"We'll work on these today. Is that all right, Henry?" 

The judge puffed his cigar and said sure, whatever she wanted. He was always 
excited by his wife's cruelty. Mabel seemed to be getting worse as she got 
older. She was getting to be a real witch, and he loved it. He loved 
watching her in action. 

Now Mabel steadily slapped Ellen's tits back and forth. Ellen trembled with 
fear of the woman. Mabel seemed fascinated by the way Ellen's tits swung 
from side to side like a pair of hanging balloons. 

Then Mabel turned to the judge. "This will be a heavy one, Henry. I'm going 
to get my clothes off." 

The judge nodded. "Me, too." 

The two Vernons stripped their clothes off piece by piece and folded 
everything neatly on one of the chairs. They were in no rush. These things 
were best done with patience. 

Mabel had a good body for a woman her age. She had small tits with very long 
nipples and not a hint of flab anywhere except at her hips. She had a plump 
ass. She was obviously turned on with anticipation. She rubbed her cunt bush 
with her fingers as she gazed at Ellen. She probed between her cuntlips and 
then carried her cunt juice to Ellen's mouth. She rubbed her pussy-wet 
fingers over Ellen's lips. She laughed as she made Ellen suck her fingers. 
She bunched up three fingers and pushed them in and out of Ellen's mouth as 
though the fingers were a cock. 

The judge watched it, slowly stroking his cock. He liked seeing Mabel naked. 
She still turned him on. He watched her now as she went to a drawer and 
brought out a set of clips. 

Ellen saw the clips, and she was immediately afraid. Then Mabel went to 
another drawer and brought out a pair of pliers. 

The judge chuckled and told Mabel to be careful. "Don't go nuts again." He 
continued stroking his cock as he watched Mabel move around the room. 

Mabel noticed his eyes on her and she teased him about it. She found her 
shoes and put them on. She knew what her husband liked. The judge was 
obviously turned on even more to see her wearing nothing but high heels. 
Mabel smiled at him and deliberately stroked her ass. 

"You'll get some of this later, darling." 

Ellen's nipples were swollen from all the abuse she'd received from Mabel. 

Mabel came to her with the pliers first. Mabel's face was expressionless as 
she took one of Ellen's nipples between the jaws of the pliers. She 
squeezed. Ellen screamed. Mabel released the nipple and looked at it. Then 
she moved the pliers to the other nipple and did the same thing. Ellen 
screamed again, begging her to stop. The pain was unbearable. 

But Mabel liked the screaming. She did both nipples with the pliers again. 
The pliers were always marvelous. She always turned the slaves inside out 
with the pliers. She finally put the pliers down before Ellen passed out. 
She picked up the clips. The springs were quite strong. She put a clip on 
each of Ellen's nipples and tested them to make sure they were grabbing her 
nipples firmly. 

Ellen was in constant agony. She sobbed incoherently. Then Mabel took up the 
pliers again. This time she used them down below. She grabbed one of Ellen's 
cuntlips with the pliers and pinched it brutally. 

The judge continued frigging his cock. Now Mabel was frigging herself, also. 
Ellen's pain turned her on. She pinched the lower parts of Ellen's tits with 
the pliers. 

Ellen started pissing on herself. Her warm piss ran down the insides of her 
legs, and both Vernons laughed at her. Mabel taunted Ellen about pissing all 
over herself. 

Finally Ellen was unchained and bent over a chair. Mabel went to a drawer 
again. She brought out a ten-inch dildo with straps attached to it. She 
strapped the dildo on and moved behind Ellen's ass. She patted Ellen's 
raised butt and teased her about the marks on her ass. She played with 
Ellen's asshole, stretching it with her fingers and churning her fingers 
around inside. 

Then Mabel pushed the dildo inside Ellen's gaping asshole. Mabel watched it 
carefully. She enjoyed herself as she fucked the dildo up Ellen's ass. She 
showed Ellen no mercy, shoving the dildo all the way in, fucking ten inches 
of hard rubber up Ellen's shitter. 

The judge was extremely excited as he watched. He got up and moved behind 
his wife to fondle her ass. He pushed two fingers inside Mabel's asshole. He 
fucked the fingers in and out, frigging his cock with his free hand as he 
did it. 

Before long, he made a croaking sound and came all over Mabel's white ass. 

Mabel continued fucking Ellen until Mabel had an orgasm. After that, Ellen 
was pushed off the chair. 

She had to get between their legs, one after the other, and drink their 
piss. She did the judge first. He took a long piss in Ellen's mouth. She was 
good at it now. Not a drop escaped her mouth. Then it was finished, and she 
moved to Mabel. Ellen told herself she'd rather drink their piss than be 
tortured by them. Mabel moved her legs apart and Ellen got her mouth under 
Mabel's cunt. Mabel mewled and started pissing. Ellen took everything. She 
missed nothing this time either. She gulped the woman's hot piss down her 
throat. 

Just as Mabel finished, the phone rang. Mabel went to answer it. The judge 
in the mean-time made Ellen get her mouth on his cock again. 

Then Mabel told the judge there was trouble. 

The judge looked down at Ellen's mouth as she sucked his cock. "What 
trouble?" 

Mabel explained the call was from one of Vic Benson's people. Ellen's 
daughter had escaped and gone to the police. The police were evidently on 
their way to the Vernon home. 

Then suddenly there was shouting and banging on the front door, and both 
Mabel and the judge groaned in dismay. 

The police had arrived! 

Ellen sobbed as she realized she'd been saved by Cindy! 

 CHAPTER TEN 

I'm just a little harem girl, Ellen thought with a smile. 

Nearly a month had passed since she'd returned to her family. She was in her 
bedroom, getting ready for Phil. She was brushing her hair. She stood before 
the full-length mirror as she did it. Then she finished with her hair and 
she perfumed her tits and cunt muff. She was already wearing a garter belt 
and nylons. These days, she always dressed for sex. Now she stepped into the 
new high-heeled mules she'd bought. She quivered as she looked at herself in 
the mirror. She certainly looked sexy. 

Her marriage was back on keel. And tonight she and Cindy had special plans. 
She'd already hinted about it to Phil. 

After turning away from the mirror, she slipped on a black negligee. Then 
she moved back to the mirror to see the total effect. She decided her 
nipples needed something. She found the right shade of lipstick on her 
dressing table. She colored her nipples, not too much, but just enough to 
make them stand out more. 

She still had the ring through her cuntlip. She had talked to Phil about it, 
and they'd agreed she would leave it there ... to remind her of things. 

She pulled the negligee aside to look at her ass in the mirror. Her ass 
looked luscious with the black garter belt and dark nylons. Phil always did 
like her ass and legs. 

Then the door opened, and Phil came in. He grinned when he saw what she was 
wearing. "There's a sexy woman in my bedroom." 

He kissed her. He was wearing a robe. Now he slipped out of the robe and 
stretched out on the bed with only his Jockey shorts to cover him. 

Ellen continued preening in front of the mirror. She put fresh lipstick on 
her lips. She wanted a bit of delay. They would both get worked up if they 
waited. She wondered what he thought about when he looked at her now. She 
had changed so much. In the past, she would never have done what she was 
doing now-stand in front of him in her nylons with her bare ass almost in 
his face. All the marks were gone. She had a creamy white ass again, a 
smooth white ass and smooth thighs and lovely legs in dark nylon. 

They talked about trivial things. Ellen was delighted they finally had a 
good sex life together. She never thought about religion anymore, and she 
wasn't sorry. 

Then Phil growled at her. He wanted her on the bed. 

She smiled and went to him. He opened the belt of the negligee to expose her 
tits. She leaned over him, her tits hanging over his face. He fondled her 
tits, his fingers pulling at her nipples. He smiled as he looked down at the 
garter belt and nylons framing her cunt bush. 

"That's table pussy," he said, smiling. 

"Mmmmm. Hot and juicy for you." 

She saw the bulge of his hard cock in his Jockey shorts. She remembered all 
the pain she'd had, all the degradation. If that terrible time had succeeded 
in making her a real woman, maybe it was all worth it. 

Phil pulled at one of her tits and she lowered it to his mouth. A thrill 
went through her as he sucked her nipple. She loved it when he sucked her 
tits. He looked up and asked her if it felt good. She purred in response. He 
sucked one tit after the other, his hands molding them, hefting their 
weight. 

She hovered over him, her tits hanging down like a pair of ripe melons. She 
moaned as she felt his teeth on her nipples. She liked them hurt a bit now. 
Not too much, but just enough to make her feel it. 

She shuddered as she remembered Mabel Vernon and the pliers. The Vernons and 
Vic Benson were in jail, awaiting trial. Ellen prayed they would all rot in 
prison. 

Then Phil wanted the negligee off. She slipped out of it and tossed it away. 
Smiling at him, she wiggled her hips. "What now, master?" 

"On the bed." 

She stretched out on the bed beside him. She stroked his chest, then his 
belly. She quivered as she touched the hard bulge of his cock in his Jockey 
shorts. She was trembling with excitement now. She was dying to fuck. She 
wanted all that lovely cockmeat stuffed inside her pussy. 

Suddenly, the door opened and Cindy stood there smiling. "Hello, everyone!" 
She was wearing nothing but white cotton panties. "Is it all right if I come 
in?" 

Phil's eyes were hot as he looked at her. "You two had this all planned." 

Ellen chuckled. "I told you about it." 

"Yeah, I guess you did." 

Phil knew everything. He knew what Ellen and Cindy had been through. Nothing 
would ever be the same for them again. Now they had a new life together. A 
different life. 

Cindy sat down in a chair to watch them. Ellen moved into Phil's arms and 
kissed him. In a few moments, she helped him get his shorts off. She looked 
at Cindy and saw the girl blushing as she gazed at her father's heavy cock 
and balls. 

Ellen teased her daughter. "Every man has one." 

Cindy's eyes never left his cock. "He's my father." 

Ellen laughed. "Yes, he certainly is." 

"He's big." 

Phil protested. "Stop talking about me as if I'm not here. Come on, Ellen. 
If the kid's going to watch us, let's do something." 

Ellen took his fat cock in her hand. She rubbed the leaking pre-cum over his 
prick-knob. Then Phil said he wanted her on her knees. She bent over for 
him, and he leaned towards her to fondle her hanging tits. After that, he 
moved behind her and started kissing her ass. Ellen groaned, f he looked at 
Cindy and smiled as Phil's mouth moved over her ass. 

Phil tongued her asscrack and Ellen shuddered. She mewled with pleasure when 
she felt his tongue on her asshole. Cindy watched it. She winked at her 
mother. Ellen was flat on her belly now. Phil hovered over her, making love 
to her ass, nibbling and kissing her asscheeks. He licked her asscrack 
again, and she groaned as she raised her ass to his mouth. She pushed back 
at him. 

He teased her by leaving her asshole to lick her cunt. But she liked that 
just as much, and she screwed her hips around to show her pleasure. A moan 
came out of her throat as his tongue fluttered around inside her cunt hole. 
She screwed her hips against his face. He kissed her thighs and finally told 
her to roll over. 

After turning over on her back, Ellen pulled her knees up to her tits. Phil 
grinned and lowered his face to her crotch. He kissed the insides of her 
thighs above her nylons. He nuzzled her hairy pussy and started licking 
between her cuntlips. His tongue played with the ring that pierced one 
cuntlip. 

Ellen craned her neck to watch him as he sucked her pussy. She could see the 
juice running out of her open cunt. She quivered as he licked the pussy 
juice up. She mewled with pleasure as he stuck his tongue all the way up her 
cunt hole to get more pussy cream. He had his nose pressing against her 
clit, and it felt delicious. 

Then suddenly Ellen felt the bed move. She turned her head and smiled when 
she saw Cindy was on the bed. The girl knelt beside Ellen, with her hand 
frigging her cunt. She had her panties off now. Ellen watched her daughter's 
wet fingers. The Cindy giggled and leaned over Ellen to suck one of Ellen's 
tits. Ellen groaned as the girl chewed her nipple. She fondled Cindy's body, 
pushed the girl's hand away from her pussy and substituted her own. She 
played with her daughter's sweet little pussy. The girl's cunt was a swamp 
of hot cunt juice. Cindy moaned against Ellen's tit as Ellen's fingers 
rubbed her clit. Ellen stroked the teenager's cunt while Cindy sucked her 
tit. 

Phil continued sucking Ellen's cunt. She humped her pussy at his face. She 
pushed two fingers inside Cindy's cunt and finger-fucked the girl. The 
teenager's pussy juice gushed out on Ellen's hand. 

Now Phil worked hard on Ellen's clit. She pulled it out for him, pulled at 
the hood of her clit with her fingers to get the tiny knob exposed. His 
tongue rasped over her clit again and again. 

She groaned with delight as he nibbled at it. Then she suddenly had an 
orgasm. 

Ellen came with a shudder and a loud moan. 

Both Cindy and Phil teased her about it. Phil fell away to the side with a 
wet mouth. Cindy kissed her mother's mouth, then moved her face down to 
Ellen's belly. Yes, Ellen wanted it. She pulled her knees back to her tits 
in invitation, and the teenager slid her face into her mother's crotch. 

Ellen groaned as she opened her thighs to her daughter. She quivered as she 
felt Cindy's tongue in her cunt. Cindy sucked and licked Ellen's cunt, 
slurping up the hot cunt juice, nuzzling her clit and cunt hole. 

After a while, Phil pushed Ellen on her side and joined in. He pressed his 
face against her ass and lapped her asshole while Cindy con-tinued sucking 
Ellen's cunt. Father and daughter worked over Ellen as she moaned and 
quivered with pleasure. 

Ellen finally came again. 

Phil pushed Cindy away, and then he mounted his wife. He forced her knees 
all the way back to her tits and drove his cock inside her gaping cunt hole. 
She was hot and open now, ripe for hard fucking. He began pounding her 
pussy. 

Cindy giggled as she watched them. She stroked her father's ass as he fucked 
her mother. She touched his swinging balls. Then she moved up to Ellen's 
head. The teenager straddled Ellen and settled her pussy down on her 
mother's mouth. 

Ellen groaned. She was happy to have the girl's cunt on her mouth. She 
sucked at the heavy flow of juice running out of Cindy's cunt. The girl's 
young pussy was delicious, her thick cunt juice flowing like a river. 

Phil continued fucking Ellen while she sucked Cindy. The teenager mewled and 
humped her pussy against her mother's face. Then Phil finally pulled out of 
Ellen's cunt without shooting off. His cock bobbed around like a thick wet 
sausage. He was in no rush to get off. He sat against the headboard and 
watched the two women awhile. 

Cindy finally climbed off Ellen's face and went to her father. The girl took 
his cock in her hand. She fondled his prick, slowly jacking it, purring over 
the size of it. 

"God, it's big, Daddy!" 

Phil chuckled. "It's not that big." 

"It's beautiful!" 

Ellen fingered her own pussy as she watched them. Cindy teased Phil about 
the hardness of his cock. She said making it with two women must turn him 
on. She hefted his big balls in her hand. She said she loved big hairy 
balls. She liked thinking about all the jism in there. 

Phil groaned as the girl's finger tickled his asshole. "Easy, baby, you'll 
make me shoot off." 

"We'll get you up again. Come on, Daddy, shoot off so I can see it." 

"Not now." 

"I loved watching the two of you fuck." 

Phil swore at the girl and pushed her hand away from his swollen cock. She 
laughed and fell down on her back. He leaned over her and started sucking 
her young tits. She squealed as she felt his teeth on her nipples. 

Ellen moved to Cindy's belly now. She pushed the girl's legs up and shifted 
forward to get her face between her daughter's silky thighs. She began 
sucking the girl's steaming cunt. She sucked up the flowing pussy juices. 
Then she raised her head to watch Phil work on Cindy's tits. 

The teenager had her eyes closed, her chest heaving as she moaned. She had 
her father sucking her tits and her mother sucking her cunt. She couldn't 
imagine anything more exciting. She felt so much love for both of them. 

Phil finally stopped sucking Cindy's tits. He looked down at her pussy gash. 
Ellen pulled away and Cindy opened her thighs wide in invitation. 

"Fuck me, Daddy!" 

Phil grinned and reached down to stroke her pussy. He pulled at her cunt 
flesh to get her clit out. He said her clit was as big as Ellen's. Cindy 
groaned and said she wanted to get fucked. She threw her legs back over her 
head and begged Phil to fuck her. 

"If you don't fuck me now, I'm going to leave!" 

Phil chuckled and looked at Ellen. "We don't want that, do we?" 

Ellen smiled. "Fuck her, darling. I'm dying to see it." 

Phil moved in and wasted no time. He fisted his cock, pushed his cockhead at 
the girl's pink cunt hole and drove his fucker inside her pussy, her pussy 
was a hot lake of cunt juice. He started fucking her. She moaned constantly, 
holding his arms as he pounded her. She squirmed her ass, pumping her pussy 
back at his thrusting cock. 

"Oh, God! Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me hard!" 

Ellen watched them awhile. She was amused at the frenzy of the girl. Then 
she moved behind Phil and watched his ass as he pounded Cindy. She leaned 
over him and kissed his back. Before long, she worked her mouth down to his 
humping ass. She kissed his asscheeks, giggling as they moved under her 
face. She lowered her face still farther, all the way down until she could 
see his cock fucking in and out of Cindy's pink cunt. 

Ellen knew what she wanted. She started licking Phil's asscrack. She spread 
his asscheeks with her hands to expose his asshole and kissed it. She rubbed 
her lips back and forth over his puckered little asshole. She worked her 
tongue over his asshole. 

Phil groaned and looked over his shoulder at her. "That's hot, baby ... 
that's real hot!" 

Ellen looked up at him and smiled. "I suppose that means you like it." 

"Oh, yeah!" 

"And I like doing it," she purred She went to work on his asshole. She 
nibbled the ass ring with her teeth. She licked the hairs that grew around 
his asshole, and then sucked at the hole itself with her mouth. She blew a 
wad of spit inside his ass and then sucked it out again. She loved doing it. 
She loved the way his asshole tightened around her tongue as it went in. She 
tongue-fucked his shitter as he continued fucking Cindy's hot little cunt. 
She adored sucking Phil's ass. 

Ellen finally pulled her mouth away from his ass to suck his balls. His 
balls hung low, swinging as he fucked Cindy. Ellen smiled as she bounced his 
balls on her fingers. She played with his balls, lifting each ball to suck 
it inside her mouth. 

Then Phil groaned as his climax neared. Ellen held his big balls as he shot 
off. She felt his balls jump in her hand as he dumped his cum-load inside 
Cindy's cunt. When he finished coming, he pulled his prick out of the girl's 
pussy and fell to the side with a groan. 

"Christ, what a fuck!" he exclaimed. 

Cindy giggled and immediately crawled over him. She toyed with his limp 
prick and balls, and then she closed her lips over his cock-knob and sucked 
it with a happy expression on her face. 

Phil grinned at Ellen. "She's a holy terror." 

"You love it," Ellen teased. 

A grunt came out of Phil as Cindy reached under his balls to play with his 
asshole. He pulled his knees back to make room for her. 

Ellen moved behind Cindy now and gazed at her daughter's fucked-out cunt. 
She watched Phil's jism stream out of Cindy's cunt hole. The sight of it 
turned her on. She fingered her own pussy as she feasted her eyes on the 
teenager's cummy crotch. 

Cindy continued sucking Phil. She was deter-mined to get him up again. She 
labored over his cock, pulling and chewing on it with her teeth as he 
groaned with pleasure. 

Ellen wanted something else. She could no longer resist Cindy's gaping cunt. 
She went down on the girl, sucking Phil's jism out of her young pussy. She 
loved it. Then she twisted her head underneath Cindy's belly and sucked the 
girl's swollen clit. And she finger-fucked her own pussy as she did it. 

Finally Cindy fell away from Phil's cock. He was hard again, his cock stiff 
and ready for fucking. Cindy said she wanted Ellen to sit on his prick. 
Ellen chuckled as she left the girl's pussy to ride her husband's cock. 

Ellen straddled Phil. She came down on his upright prick. Cindy giggled as 
she watched them. She moved in to get a good look at Phil's cock as it 
fucked into Ellen's cunt. 

Then Cindy moved again, this time toward Phil's head. The teenager straddled 
him, seating herself on her father's face. Phil fondled the girl's ass and 
began sucking her dripping pussy. He licked her cunt and asshole. He fucked 
his tongue inside her ass as she squirmed around on his face. 

Ellen rode Phil's cock. She bounced up and down on his stiff prick. Then 
Cindy leaned towards Ellen and took hold of Ellen's tits. The girl played 
with her mother's tits. She pulled at Ellen's nipples. 

Ellen looked down at Cindy's pussy. She could see the girl's clit. She 
smiled and reached out to touch it, her fingers in Cindy's cunt as she 
continued fucking Phil. 

In the meantime, Phil still had his tongue in Cindy's ass. Ellen could tell 
where it was by the blissful expression on Cindy's face. 

Ellen was happy. They'd have a marvelous life together. Next time, she'd get 
them to tie her up. She knew Phil would like that. And she would, too. She 
shivered as she thought about it. Now there were so many things they could 
do together. All her inhibitions were gone. 

Maybe someday she would send a card to Vic Benson in prison and thank him. 
And the Vernons, too. 

She wondered if Phil knew where to buy a riding crop. 


THE END
