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Chapter 8
The men had eaten simple sandwiches for lunch, and, each with a beer can
in his hand, the four returned to the bedroom after a short time to have
some more fun. When they entered the room, they saw mother and daughter
kissing passionately, moaning and breathing deeply. Their bodies,
glowing with a sheen of sweat, squirmed against each other. They mashed
their breasts together, their hard nipples tingling as they pressed into
each other's soft warm flesh. Their hips were working feverishly,
thrusting and down and rubbing it tight circles as they struggled in
their bondage to bring each other to a climax.
It was just at the moment the men entered that the women finally
succeeded, and they kissed each other even more passionately than
before, both moaning, rattling the bed as the shook and convulsed,
grinding their hips together. Both were shocked and ashamed to have the
men watching them - this time what they had done was voluntary, not
forced on them, and that made it worse somehow. But there was no way
either of them could hold back now.
While the men grinned, watched, and drank their beer, the bound women
squealed madly. Jennifer sucked on her mother's tongue while Maryjane
thrust her pussy up hard against her daughter's dripping cunt. Their
bodies trembled and writhed on the bed for long minutes, and then each
slowly began to relax, gasping deeply with each breath, bodies going
limp. As the men laughed cruelly at them, Jennifer and her mother looked
again into each other's eyes, and for the first time since the ordeal
began, they smiled. It was a quiet smile, more in the eyes than the
mouth. Their faces were red, they still felt the shame of having
performed this way in front of the men, but they both knew they were not
ashamed of having loved one another. Jennifer kissed her mother lightly
again.
"I tell ya boys," John laughed. "Once you get a bitch all hot, you can't
cool her down again." He reached down and jammed his thumb in to
Jennifer's cunt while slipping a finger into his wife's. They both
shuddered and gasped. "Ain't that right, bitches?"
They hesitated to answer him, and he squeezed his thumb and finger
together, and the two women squealed in pain as the felt his fingers in
the other through their lower bellies.
"Yes! Yes that's true!" they both cried out.
"Well, now that you cunts have had your fun together, we decided you
should have something to eat too. Come on boys...get them off this bed."
The men untied both women from the bed, but as before they retied their
hands behind their backs. This time, thankfully, they did not pull the
ropes up through their cunts, but just forced them to walk into the
kitchen, side by side. When they got there they wondered what they were
supposed to eat. There was nothing on the table. Then the boys forced
them down to their knees, and they saw dog dishes on the floor.
There was a loud snap of leather behind them, and Jennifer and Maryjane
both jumped, but John was simply snapping his belt threateningly.
"There's your dinner. Since you're acting like bitches in heat, you can
eat like them too...from the dog's dish!" He waved the belt menacingly.
The naked girls looked down at the large dish. It was full of cold meat
loaf and mashed potatoes left over from the previous night's meal. It
had obviously been pulled right out of the refrigerator. Maryjane
thought it could be worse...in the mood the men were in now, she would
half expect to have found real dog food in the dish.
Mother and daughter looked at each other and nodded resignedly, then
bent down as one and, with difficulty, began eating up the cold food.
Then men stood behind them, chuckling at their upturned asses. Since
their hands were bound behind them, the girls had difficulty balancing.
They had to use their tongues to try to scoop bits of food into their
mouth. Since they were so close, their faces rubbed against each other.
The men further entertained themselves by poking the toes of their boots
into their exposed pussies.
After a long and difficult time, they managed to eat all of the food
that had been put out for them. They licked the bowl clean, and then
raised themselves on their knees.
"Your faces are a mess!" said Tony.
"Yeah," Tommy said with a grin. "Clean each other up."
"They'll like that!" said Jason. "They love licking each other!"
As the men laughed loudly, Jennifer and Maryjane leaned toward one
another and obediently began to lick the food off of the other's face.
Jennifer felt her mother's wet tongue and hot breath on her cheek and
lips and felt a quiver deep in her pussy again. She was beginning to
feel like the men were right. She really was a hot bitch. Even when they
had put the toe of their boot in her pussy, she had felt a thrill of
excitement.
Maryjane felt much the same as her daughter's soft lips pressed against
her cheeks, sucking bits of from her face. Her own daughter had made her
feel more sensual than she could ever remember. She wanted to believe it
was wrong, it was against everything she'd been brought up to believe,
but she could no longer convince herself. She wanted to continue licking
right down to her daughter's breasts, and lower still to her lovely
young pussy.
Suddenly both women were roughly yanked to their feet by their blonde
hair, the men paying no heed to their squeals of pain. They were pushed
out into the living room, and Maryjane was pushed onto the sofa while
Jennifer was led to the middle of the room. To her shock, the young
girl's hands were untied.
"Don't get the wrong idea," Jason told her as she rubbed her raw wrists.
"You ain't going nowhere. We just want you to put on a show for us."
"Wh-what kind of show?" the girl asked nervously. She felt they couldn't
possibly do anything that would make her feel any worse.
"The best kind," said Tommy. "You've been getting great orgasms from
everybody, even your own mom. Now we just wanna watch you give yourself
one!"
Jennifer cringed as her stomach fell. They wanted her to masturbate!
Worse yet, she say Tony setting up the video camera to record her doing
it! Her face turned the deepest shade of crimson yet, a blush of shame
the extended all the way down to her firm young breasts.
"When we say go," Jason said, "you start fingering yourself. And be
quick about it. Mom gets belted once for every second you delay."
The abused girl shuddered, but before she could even think, they shouted
"GO!" and her hands immediately jumped to her pussy. Then men laughed at
her loudly as she started sliding her trembling fingers up and down her
slit, spreading her legs wider as she stood alone in the middle of the
room, facing her mother and stepfamily.
"Look at her go!" said Tony.
"Bet she's had a lot of experience using those fingers!" Tommy laughed.
"She won't be satisfied with fingers no more," John said with a leering
grin. "Not after all the cock she's had!"
"Yeah, but she still better not quit till she's had a climax!" Jason
replied.
Jennifer wanted to cry as she listened to all the crude things they were
saying about her, but she continued stroking her pussy, feeling more
exposed than ever. It was like being some filthy whore on a stage. She
teased her clit firmly, trying to focus on the positive. At least they
weren't hurting her, they weren't even touching her.
But as she felt her excitement grow, the thought of the men touching her
sent her head spinning. She thought of Jason pinching and twisting her
nipples, and they instantly stiffened. Even her bright pink aureoles
became puffy and tingled. She brought one hand up to her breast and
moaned softly as she rubbed it, tweaking the hard nipple.
Jennifer also thought of her stepfather, wrenching so agonizingly at her
clit, and she felt it throb under her fingertips as a new wave of
moisture spread across her aching pussy. She flicked the stiff nub with
her fingernail, shivering at the slight scratching feeling it caused.
The girl closed her eyes and plunged two fingers deep inside her as she
thought of the cock that had been shoved in there such a short time ago.
Her vaginal walls closed tightly around her fingers and she visibly
shuddered hard.
The girl's head rolled slowly on her shoulders as her breathing grew
deeper, her fingers working faster at her breast and pussy. She gave
short, high-pitched whimpers of delight. They were all grinning with
gleeful lust at her, but her eyes were closed and she wasn't even
thinking about them anymore.
Maryjane watched her daughter in front of her, enthusiastically
masturbating, and found her own pussy getting itchy just from watching.
A part of her despised herself for her reaction. It was her own
daughter, being degraded by vile men, who were responsible for the
defilement and degradation of her daughter. Yet her pussy pulsed again,
and she closed her legs tightly as if that could close off the feelings
as well, but it didn't work.
John, sitting beside her, noticed her squirming, and saw how her blue
eyes were locked on her daughter, masturbating for everyone to see. He
saw how she was breathing, through slightly parted lips, and noticed how
wide her eyes were, how rarely she blinked watching Jennifer perform.
"Heh heh," John laughed, slapping her thigh. "Getting horny watching
your little slut daughter?"
Maryjane jerked her head around as if she had just awakened from a deep
sleep. She looked at her husband blankly for a moment, and then shook
her head. "What? No! No, of course not!"
John laughed and forced her legs apart, thrusting a hand between them
and burying his fingers into her pussy. "Don't lie to me, bitch. You're
as turned as any of us watching that little cunt get herself off! Well,
don't worry, you'll be able to watch it anytime you want when we get
this video done."
Maryjane moaned softly as her husband's fingers probed her moistening
pussy, and she squirmed even more. She tried to look away from how her
daughter was being humiliated, but as John continued to stimulate her,
and as she continued to listen to the girls moans of ecstasy, she
couldn't help but look up again.
Jennifer's legs were now splayed wide apart, and she was bending low at
the knees, riding up and down on the fingers in her pussy. "Oh!" she
cried. "Oh God! Oh fuck yes!"
Her other hand squeezed her breast, fingers sinking deep into the soft
flesh. She gyrated her hips around like the most experienced exotic
dancer, and the boys hooted happily at her performance. Jennifer heard
them and some debased, perverted part of her soul came to the surface,
and was glad they were watching her like this. It made it all feel so
much better! She opened her eyes and looked around the room. The twins,
Jason, her mom getting fingered by John. She suddenly grinned,
completely out of control. She looked at the camera and fingered herself
harder.
Everything she had been through since last night took total control of
her. She wanted it all. She wanted to be treated like a slut. She loved
the thought of masturbating for people like this...she only wished there
were more! She wished the whole school were here to see her! She
imagined her entire class her in the room, watching her debase herself,
and her pussy quivered against her thrusting fingers so hard that loud
suction noises could be heard when she drew them back out again.
Maryjane whimpered, feeling her lust increase as her husband continued
to finger her soaked cunt. As she watched her darling child, so innocent
less than twenty-four hours ago, she could see her succumbing totally to
the carnal pleasure that had been forced upon her. She watched the young
girl deliberately playing to the camera, intentionally coming on to the
men as she brought herself closer to a climax. And Maryjane, devoted
mother, envied her daughter and moaned loudly as a sudden spasm of
pleasure shook her body.
The woman drew in a shuddering gasp, grinding her crotch against John's
hand. She watched her daughter and wished desperately that her hands
were free. She wanted to fondle her breast, the way Jennifer was. She
leaned against her husband, resting her head on his shoulder and
groaned. Unexpectedly, she suddenly felt her breasts being fondled
harshly, and she found the sensation to be exquisite! She looked over
her shoulder and saw Jason grinning down at her lasciviously, sinking
his fingers into her full, firm breasts, and unbelievably she smiled up
him, encouraging him.
The boy squeezed her breasts harder, and she moaned louder, thrusting
her chest into his hands as she pushed her pussy into her husband's
hand. She cried softly in pleasure, tossing her head as she stared at
her daughter, pounding her cunt with her fingers, lost in the lust the
men brought upon her.
In the middle of the room, Jennifer cried out with uncontrollable
passion. She tugged on her nipple, thrusting fingers in and out of her
dripping pussy. Her head rolled back and forth. She looked at her
stepbrothers with a come-on expression born of instinct. And then,
suddenly, she shrieked out in exquisite joy as another, mind-numbing
orgasm shook her body to her bones! Her entire body quivered and
writhed, her breathing came in desperate gasps, and her fingers dug
feverishly deep in her pussy!
On the sofa, Maryjane saw her daughter's obvious orgasm and howled
herself. Her body bucked wildly on the sofa, as if offering herself to
the two men who fondled her. She rolled back her eyes, bouncing on the
cushions and crying in lustful passion. She leaned over to her husband
and kissed him deeply, her tongue probing his mouth, and then sucking
his tongue into hers.
Jennifer whimpered and sank slowly to widespread knees, her fingers
working more slowly in her crotch. She was now rubbing, rather than
pulling and pinching, her breast. Her chest heaved with each gasping
breath she took. Then she moved her hand from between her legs, and
slipped her wet fingers into her mouth, sucking off her own musky love
oil, until her hand was clean. She looked up at her mother, caught in
the dying throes of her own climax, and smiled weakly, seeing her kiss
her husband with deep passion.
Weak beyond reasoning, Jennifer's head sagged down on her chest, her
eyes closed. She was more exhausted than she could ever remember. Her
eyes were closed, and the young girl struggled just to keep from
collapsing. She felt light headed, and she exhaled deeply, moaning
softly.
Jennifer heard movement around her, and opened her eyes. Looking up, she
saw looming above her, grinning broadly, her three stepbrothers, naked
again, each with a massive erection. As she looked up at them, their
pricks throbbing, a thrill of fear ran through her, and she smiled...
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