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‘Willies New Bitch: Part 10
Susan Richards
A work of total fiction for adults only
By taskmaster11
Taskmaster11@hotmail.com
This was only a young girl glaring down at her and all Susan’s natural instincts told her she should be able to take charge of the situation, but how on earth could she? For kneeling on the Carpet whilst Gagged dressed and trussed up as she was and with virtually her whole body on display to this young girl, Susan could not even speak to her, let alone take control.
Apprehensively looking up at Ray’s stepdaughter Rose, Susan’s sense of panic increased to the realisation the young girl’s eyes were studying every inch of her body and although knowing full well the words would probably sound gibberish, she mouthed through the ‘Bar’ gag, whilst attempting to raise herself from her kneeling position.
‘Please just cover me or go away’
Quizzically looking down at Susan and shaking her head, Rose replied.
‘I can’t understand you, I’ll take off the gag’ before proceeding to prevent Susan from getting up by placing her hands on Susan’s shoulders, explaining,
‘It’ll be easier for me if you stay there’. Susan then nodded her head in acknowledgment whilst bowing her head toward the carpet to assist Rose in her task
‘Oh shit’ there’s a padlock on this thing’ said Rose after fiddling with the gag straps before unsuccessfully attempting to pull the whole device away from Susan’s mouth.
‘It’s not going to come off, ‘Do you know where the key is?’
But Susan could only shake her head and mumble into the gag before being surprised to hear when Ray’s voice interrupting her, calling out.
‘Rose, you found anything yet’?
From her kneeling position Susan swivelling her head, was looking up at Rose in questioning alarm if she were here then the voice must surely the same Man who was quarrelling with Ben in her driveway. Leaning toward Susan’s ear Rose whispered.
‘It’s my step dad; he’s hacked off about the way the guy with you in the Car spoke to him, he’s a mean guy and pretty mad right now, I can help you but you have to trust me’
Fearful apprehensive and seeing no alternative, the mature beauty nodded her head and mumbled a yes into her gag, thinking that right now she needed all the help she could get.
‘In here Pop, down the hallway’ replied Rose, smiling down at Susan who, continuing to kneel on the Carpet and hoping Rose would find something with which to cover her semi naked body, suddenly saw the same angry looking man she had seen in her driveway striding into the study whilst behind him in the doorway, much to Susan’s disbelief stood another teenager, a boy this time, looking down at her with all seeing eyes, just how many more shocks would she be subjected to?.
‘Looks as though the damm guy has gone and left in a hurry, you want us to call the Police now honey?’ Said Ray and the embarrassed and fearful Susan looked up into his eyes with growing uncertainty.
Dejectedly shaking her head, Susan thankfully heard Rose, standing behind her, asking her stepfather if she should help Susan to get up and find something with which cover her nudity, only for Susan’s hopes to be dashed as Ray replied.
‘Not right now Rosie, I intend to find out what’s going on here and the lady being a little embarrassed will help her find the answers I’m looking for, you can start though by taking that gag off, then the lady can give me some answers’
Rose’s hands gently but possessively rested upon Susan’s shoulders. Rose knew her touch was light enough to prevent Susan from rising and her fingers toyed with Susan’s black bra straps, disconcerting Susan by alternately lowering the black satin straps over her shoulders then down Susan’s arms until Rose’s fingers brushed the outer edges of Susan’s large firm breasts then pulling the straps back up over her shoulders before repeating the process over again.
‘Can’t do it Pop, the guy put a padlock on the fastener, I asked the Lady if she knew where the key was but she shook her head , I tried to pull it off but its too tight, she’s been handcuffed too and there no sign of that key either’
‘Jeez, this lady is some good looking woman; do you think you’ll look that good at her age sis?’ Said Rod, looking across from the doorway at Susan’s almost naked, kneeling body.
Susan suddenly realised the two teenagers were brother and sister and although openly admiring her, the boy’s face seemed friendly enough.
For some reason this knowledge gave Susan a small amount of renewed hope that her situation may not be quite as bad as she had at first feared, even finding herself unable to prevent a surge of pride at the young and admittedly good looking boy’s words of praise for her mature body.
Ray though, whilst studying some headed notepaper on Ben’s desk had seen the flashing red light on his answering machine indicating that a massage was waiting and
Pushing the play button Ray listened to Ben Harris’s message to Susan telling her he would be gone for a couple of hours at least.
Looking at Susan with a stern expression Ray said.
‘Two hours, that’s a long time to leave you like that honey’
Then Ray told Susan he was going to ask her some questions and that she should either nod or shake her head as an answer. Rose gripped Susan’s shoulders a little tighter, a gesture of support? Susan wondered.
Ray looked again at the headed notepaper.
‘Ben Harris, is that the fat guy’s name honey?’ Ray asked Susan, who by way of reply nodded in the affirmative.
Scratching his head, Ray then asked.
‘Hey, is he the fat guy who own those D.I.Y stores, And is that where he’s gone, to his store in town’?
Again Susan nodded in affirmation.
‘And you’re not the guy’s wife?’
This time Susan was shaking her head in denial.
‘That’s a good answer honey, I’ve because I’ll bet she is certainly not a good looking girl like you, the thing is, I’ve got nothing against you of course, its just that Mr. Ben Harris here gave me more backchat that I liked so I decided to follow you two here along with my stepdaughter Rose just to see what you two were up to.’
‘But before I could catch hold of this Ben Harris, my stepson Rod here calls me on the cell phone to ask me to pick him up from a place near here, so we do just that and when we get back Ben’s SUV had gone and gone in such a hurry he left the front door wide open, so we decided to have a look see, so that’s how we found you honey,’
Helplessly All Susan could do was look up at the stern schoolmaster’s features of Ray and hope that as Ben was not here they would all just go, but Ray, far from finished, continued with more and more embarrassing questions.
‘So you two are lovers then, you and Ben? Oh, don’t worry about the kids here honey; they have to learn these things.’
With her face getting redder and redder and with Rose’s fingers still fiddling with her bra straps Susan looked away from Ray, unwilling to disclose such intimate details to this strange man, besides, Ben was hardly her Lover and so Susan shook her head in denial.
‘So the guy kidnapped you then honey?’ But, trapped by Ray’s questioning, again there came a shake of her head from Susan, denying this.
‘Well then honey, lets get this straight, it seems to me you must have been happy to let this guy gag and handcuff you and bring you over here almost naked of your own free will, is that right?’
Flinching from both Ray’s increasingly probing and humiliating questions and with Rose’s tight grip on her shoulders, Susan nodded her head in wretched affirmation.
And then To Susan’s complete and utter horror Ray picked up the cum covered glass vase from beside the desk, holding the glass toward Susan who then looked away, at that moment wishing only that the ground would open up and swallow her.
‘And when you got here tonight Ben had you kneeling between his legs and sucking his dick, blowing him off before you spat out his cum into this Vase, is that right honey?’
‘You had best admit it honey, its pretty obvious what you have been doing here tonight, perhaps you should look in a mirror and see all that dried cum on your face and neck, now, did you give Ben a blow job, that must be his cum on your face because there is no one else around here with his dick hanging out!’
No matter what either Ben or Willie had done to her this was without doubt the most humiliating and degrading experience of Susan Richards’s life.
Bad enough was having to admit these things to a total stranger but the addition of having his two young stepchildren watching her, touching her, made it a thousand times worse.
This total stranger was holding before her the clear glass vase Susan had spat and dribbled Ben’s cum juices into not an hour ago and so many times previously and which now showed the clear sticky evidence of her doing so very recently.
The slimy as yet uncongealed disgusting liquid that Ben, after having mixed his cum with a little cream usually forced Susan to drink with her coffee when, together with Ben, entertaining completely oblivious guests in her house as yet another mark of Ben’s total control over Susan Harris
‘Don’t make him angry for goodness sake answer him’ whispered Rose, her mouth close to Susan’s ear whilst her fingers now traced the outline of Ben’s dried cum on her chin.
‘I can’t help you if you make him angry’
So, eventually and with a huge effort Susan nodded her head once again.
‘And I guess he gets to fuck you when he wants, so I guess then that this guy has some sort of hold over you and you are pretty much this guy’s property, his slave, is that right honey,?
Rose’s lips were still very close to Susan’s ear and as if encouraging her, gently ran the palms of her hands up and down Susan’s upper arms as she whispered.
‘He’ll be finished soon, just answer him’
So Susan nodded wretchedly, embarrassingly in just a few minutes many of her most intimate secrets had been stripped from her, laid bare by this man and as to why or to what end she had as yet no idea.
‘But we still need to know your name honey, and as you cant tell us or write it down I’ll have a look see around here, maybe that’ll help me’
So Ray began the process of looking over Ben’s desk, most of the drawers were locked but one was open and from this Ray withdrew some buff coloured cardboard file folders and much to Susan’s horror spread them across the desk, selecting one and after looking at the name printed on the front cover opened the folder.
‘Well, well’, ‘It seems the lady’s name is Mrs. Susan Richards and Susan here is a bit of a model, guys!’ said Ray before extracting a dozen or so A4 size photos from the buff folder and with Rose and Rod looking on Susan cringed in yet more demeaning shame when Ray spread the photos across the huge desk.
Some of the photos showed Susan either naked or scantily dressed secured to various forms of bondage apparatus, others pictured Susan in the act of sucking Ben’s cock or Ben actually fucking Susan whilst she was bound and gagged, whilst yet more showed Susan in the process of being whipped, canned and spanked.
Whatever the pose though the main thought of anyone studying these photos would be that of a voluptuous middle aged woman in the throes of rapturous ecstasy
And Susan knew only too well about these folders, for Ben had shown her that and another folder, they formed part of what Ben had told her was the ‘Susan Richards Portfolio,’ containing not only photos, but also DVD recordings all showing Susan ostensibly enjoying the act of sucking cock, and of being whipped or fucked whilst in bondage.
There were also copies of her ‘Contact of Slavery’, signed by Susan under duress maybe, but a contract all the same. Copies of this ‘portfolio,’ Ben had assured Susan would appear on the doormats of her family, friends and colleagues should she ever have the temerity to rebuff his demands of her.
Desolately kneeling there on the study carpet with her world in tatters, Susan closed her eyes; the world had gone mad, was this really happening to HER?.
Susan found it hard to believe this strange man was actually allowing his young stepchildren to study this sordid photographic record of her sexual capitulation toward Ben Harris.
‘Wow! Wow! wow!, exclaimed Rod to each new photo whilst his stepfather constantly whistled through his teeth. Each photo was studied and discussed, increasing the mature beauty’s shame
But Rose, having left the kneeling mature beauty to stand by the desk, seemed to be spending more time looking into Susan’s eyes than at the photos, as if she wanted to judge Susan’s reaction to each new photo scrutinised by them.
Susan found Rose’s behaviour a little puzzling, for although her young features registered her disapproval to each photo, when looking into Susan’s eyes Rose expression appeared to show more the disapproval a loving mother would portray to her mischievous child more than appalled condemnation.
And Susan, forgetting the minutes Rose had spent toying with her Bra straps and brushing her breasts found she was warming toward Rose and now saw her more an ally and potential protector than adversary.
‘Well Susan, you sure know how to excite a guy and you’ve certainly helped with my step kids’ sexual education that’s for sure, but I’ve looked all over this house I can’t see any of that equipment around here so is it all at your own place honey?, if it is I’d love to see it all’
Shaking her head in denial Susan could at least thank Ben for having the foresight to hide the cellar/dungeon door behind a fake bookcase that at least would spare her from yet more humiliations.
Frowning in mock sadness Ray then heaped yet more indignity upon Susan when saying.
‘That really is a shame Susan, maybe you could have shown us around, even given us a little demonstration of how those things work, things like the special bed and bondage frame in these photos. As we can’t remove your gag so you can tell us In your own voice and handcuffed as you are without a key just what are we going to do with you?, I’m still hacked with Mr. Ben Harris but I’m not going to hang around here for another two hours just waiting for him to return but I’m not going to leave you here alone like that’’
At that moment Susan saw a chink of light appearing through the darkness of her predicament and hoped against hope these people would offer to take her back to the comparative safety of her own home, certainly Ben had led her from the house without her keys but Susan always kept a spare set hidden in the garden, just in case.
‘So guys, what say we make a special delivery and take the guys property to his store for him, take Susan as she is into the store and tell Mr. Ben Harris we couldn’t remove Susan’s gag or remove her handcuffs without the keys so he’s got to do it, tell him right there, right in front of his staff, what do you think guys?’
Rod nodded in happy agreement with his stepfather whilst Susan mumbled pleading grunts into her gag, looking up toward Ray with pleading eyes whilst vigorously shaking her head.
‘Sure, we should take her in the Car pop, just as she is, she can even sit next to me in the back where I can keep an eyes on her’ said Rod to his stepfather.
But Rose seemed to against the idea; smiling as if conspiratorially across to Susan whilst toying with her bra straps Rose argued her case by telling her stepfather.
‘Come on Pop; if it’s just this Ben Harris guy you are sore at why take it out on poor little Susan here, maybe she is as naughty as him but she’s done nothing to upset us, why don’t we just take her home, doing that will teach the guy a lesson, we can go see the guy and tell him what we have done in front of his people, we don’t have to say its Susan here, just tell him it’s the poor woman he left gagged and handcuffed in he beach house, that’ll make him squirm, that’s for sure, it’s just getting hold of her house keys may be a problem’
Susan felt a sudden overwhelming gratitude for the young girl, she was saving her from the unthinkable disgrace that would surely follow if Ray and his stepchildren escorted her into Ben’s store as she now was, almost naked whilst gagged and handcuffed so Susan, thinking only of her near escape nodded her head vigorously when Ray asked her if she had a spare set of keys hanging around outside her house.
‘Okay Rose, we will do it your way but it still leaves the problem of Susan here being helpless like that while she’s alone, whether here or in her own home. So as it’s your suggestion you are going to have to baby-sit the lady yourself whilst Rod and me go and talk with this guy Ben Harris’
Rod seemed disappointed with Ray’s decision and Rose pulled a face at her stepfather, telling him that by having to look after Susan she would miss all the fun they would have with Ben Harris. Much to Susan’s regret Rose asked Ray why Rod could not look after her while she went with him but In the end Ray told his stepchildren they would both stay with Susan, assuming they could get into her house ..
Never in her life had Susan been so relieved to step through her own front door, even if it was the eighteen year old twins Rose an Rod leading her into her home after Ray unlocked the door with the spare set of keys Susan had led them to, first by walking toward a potted fir tree in the driveway and then grunting into her gag whilst nodding toward the heavy pot.
Ray had lifted the pot a few inches to reveal Susan’s spare keys before the strange quartet made their way across the gravel drive to open Susan’s front door, after which Ray had departed for his ‘meeting’ with Ben Harris, telling Susan he would replace her keys under the pot although neglecting to mention it would only be after he had taken copies of them.
Aside from being uncomfortably close to Rod whose hand had rested upon here thigh the whole time her journey back had been uneventful and Susan had once again been grateful to Rose after the young girl had found a jacket, presumably Bens, with which to cover her but which for some reason been removed the moment she had stepped through the door, perhaps, Susan hoped, because Rose, now leading her upstairs into her bedroom whilst Rod settled into her lounge, intended instead to find a dressing gown for her in the bedroom.
‘What a lovely room’ said Rose after spending some inspecting Susan’s bedroom and its attached bathroom, now Rose inspected the varied very expensive make ups, perfumes and lotions arrayed around the top of Susan’s dressing table whilst Susan, hoping Rose would place a gown around her shoulders and cover her all but naked breasts, sat upon the edge of her bed where Rose had placed her when entering the room.
Turning away from the dressing table Rose walked back toward Susan and placed her hands upon Susan’s shoulders, once again toying with the highly embarrassed older woman’s bra straps, looking down at Susan’s nipples and breasts encased in the very revealing black satin quarter cup bra.
‘You really are very lovely for your age Susan; you must work hard to keep your face and figure looking as good as they do’ Said Rose at length.
Although discomforted by both Rose’s statement and open admiration of her body Susan still nodded in confirmation.
‘Stand up Susan!’ The sudden order booked no argument and Susan quickly looked up in concerned query into Rose’s eyes but the young girl merely smiled down at Susan before crooking her index finger in a rising gesture.
So with no real option, Susan, having deciding it best to humour Rose along until Ben eventually arrived to release her, found her self standing before Rose who then openly and admiringly looked up and down Susan’s body for some time before telling Susan.
‘Now turn around’. Again Susan found herself obeying the young girl, obviously Rose wanted to also have a look at her from the back, well why not, what harm was there in this young girl admiring her looks.
Susan shivered a little as Rose’s hands again rested upon her shoulders.
Again her bra straps were being lowered, but this time Rose pulled both straps down and down Susan’s arms until eventually the straps were also pulling the quarter cup bra itself away from Susan’s breasts then on down her stomach until all of her large but firm mature globes hung free as Susan’s bra slipped around her waist.
Despite most of her breasts and nipples having been on display the entire time Rose had been with her Susan was none the less taken aback by Rose’s behaviour and her first reaction was to shake her head, protest into the gag and attempt to pull away from Rose, but Rose was now unclipping the black satin straps before effectively holding Susan back then telling her.
‘Keep still Susan and be quiet, if you are naughty I’ll have to call Rod up here, I don’t want to have to ask him to punish you but I shall if I have to if you don’t obey me, I know you want me to cover you but first we are going to remove your naughty little bra’
Then Rose unclipped the bra straps from the bra cups thus allowing Susan’s quarter cup bra to fall to the floor.
Susan was taken aback; this was crazy; she was old enough to be their grandmother yet here was Rose, in her own bedroom, talking of Rod ‘punishing’ her and treating her as a badly behaved child.
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Never the less Susan found herself ‘obeying’ Rose by keeping quiet and still but now though Rose began to run her soft young hands up and down Susan’s naked back and hips before slipping her fingers inside the thin elastic side of Susan’s tiny thong.
With her cuffed’ hands hanging just above her bottom and feeling Rose’ hands caressing her velvet soft cheeks while in the process lowering Susan’s tiny black thong further down her bottom, Susan’s instinctive reaction was to brush Rose’s hands away, only though to be rebuked as Rose pulled Susan’s hands away from her buttocks before delivering a stinging slap to her bottom, causing the mature beauty to wince and yelp in both pain and embarrassment, fighting to obey Rose’s demand that she remain still and quiet whilst also coping with the appalling knowledge her nipples were becoming rock hard
‘That was very naughty of you Susan,’ Scolded Rose, shaming Susan by again treating her as a badly behaved child before telling Susan to turn around to face her.
Again Rose took her time, deliberately discomforting Susan by staring pleasurably at sight of the older woman’s fully revealed heavy breasts and nipples, fully aware that Susan must surely be acutely self-conscious and fully aware of her nipples growing larger and harder by the second and that her tiny thong had now been slipped below the tiny triangle of blonde pubic area Ben Harris allowed her to retain.
‘Hey, Susie’s tits look even better without that Bra!’ Alarmed, Susan looked up to see in the doorway the smiling figure of Rose’s brother Rod leaning nonchalantly against the doorframe. With Susan noticed a small overnight bag in his hand.
‘And those nipples, Susie has got the biggest nipples I’ve ever seen, do you need a hand over there Rose?’ Continued Rod, heaping yet more humiliation upon Susan, bad enough were this young boy’s comment about her Breasts and nipples but Susan had allowed no one to call her Susie since she were a child, only Ben Harris had done so but Susan could do nothing about that.
‘We are getting along just fine, I told Susan that if she were naughty you would punish her but since then, I’ve only had to slap her bum once for being disobedient, other than that you are being a good girl, aren’t you Susan?’ replied Rose
This non stop humiliation was appalling and Susan realised that by being taken to her own home and bedroom she had simply jumped from the frying pan and into the fire.
Unless the teenagers were simply having a bit of fun a Susan’s expense until Ben or their father returned, they had deliberately brought her back to her own home simply to be a source of pleasure a helpless plaything for their own amusement.
In Ben’s house Rose, by being kind to her had cruelly and effortlessly tricked Susan into believing she was to be her saviour, but the whole thing had been a cruel hoax designed to degrade and demean her so now Susan, shaking her head in defiance stepped away from Rose but with Rod standing near the Doorway and her bathroom door closed Susan, with nowhere to run could only stand against her bed, shaking her head in defiance.
‘You may want this then’ said Ben to Susan’s horror, taking a Read leather collar and metal chain dog leash from the overnight bag and making his way toward Susan.
‘Come here Susan, I’m going to collar you and then spank you for being disobedient toward me, it’s either that or Rod takes the cane to you!’
Rod, holding a long whippy cane taken from the bag smiled as he swished the thin bamboo onto Susan’s bedspread. ‘Thwack! Thwack!, Thwack! Causing Susan to recoil in imaginary pain and her instantly yield to Rose’s demand, no way did she want to feel that long whippy cane on her bottom the alternative, although demeaning would at least less painful.
‘That’s a good girl’ said Rose treating Susan in her usual condescending manner, as a stern but loving adult would to a habitually mischievous child, whilst reaching behind Susan to fasten the 3 inch wide red leather collar around her neck before reaching the long dog leash Rod was handing her.
‘Now, are you going to promise to be a good girl Rose and Rod now Susan, no more disobedience and naughtiness?’ said Rose, after clipping the leash onto Susan’s collar, then pulling gently on the leash, forcing Susan to move a little close to her.
Susan, feeling like a butterfly trapped in a spider’s web with these two teenagers orchestrating her demise knew full well what was expected of her, play their game or feel their pain and the game was by far the more tolerable right then so Susan, casting her eyes downward nodded her agreement, only to be told by Rose to nod again whilst looking into her eyes and so, after a huge effort of will power, Susan managed to nod her head as she looked into the disarmingly benevolent eyes of Rose smiling, as one would smile to a child who had just apologised to its mother for being naughty, leaving Susan to feel ever more subjugated by this young girl.
So much so that Susan, accepted it when Rose reached out to cup and weigh Susan’s large breasts whilst her thumbs gently massaged those still hard and erect nipples and after a sharp intake of breath Susan closed her eyes but stood stock still.
‘Look at me when I play with you Susan!’ said Rose whilst Rod took up a position behind Susan who was now breathing more heavily, powerless to prevent her body responding to the soft, gentle yet somehow experienced and demanding touch of Rose upon her breasts and nipples.
Susan was by now half expecting these degrading instructions from Rose and so complied without hesitation, meeting Rose’s stare her own eyes now more subservient Gaze, knowing that her capitulation to what was surely little more than child was all so very wrong yet somehow cruelly electrifying.
But Rose had no such misgivings; her long cherished desire to impose her dominant sexual inclination upon a mature woman other than her Mother had become reality. As much as Rose enjoyed punishing her Mother, these days something was missing, an unfulfilled desire the simple punishing of her Mother was unable to satisfy, but tonight Susan Richards would be fulfilling all of Rose’s erotic desires.
Suddenly aware of Rod’s hands on her hips Susan now found herself sandwiched between the teenage twins.
‘Rod is going to remove your thong now Susan, then I’m going to spank you for being naughty earlier’ Rose told the very anxious and trembling mature beauty, aware of but unable to prevent Rod from lowering her thong to a point where the tiny scrap of satin to leave Susan naked, aside from her black hold up stockings.
Almost before she could digest this, Rose was tugging upon Susan’s leash, urging a reluctant Susan to kneel up upon her bed with the help of Rod whose sudden fondling of her bottom caused Susan to climb quickly upon on knees onto the bed.
Rose pulled on the leash again and Susan, with her hands ‘cuffed behind her back, was unable to prevent Rose from forcing her head onto the soft mattress, leaving the mature beauty in the certain knowledge her naked her bottom was pointing high and tempting, with her bum cheeks Virgina and Anus all revealed to her young tormentors as Ben wedged her knees apart with some form of metal bar.
Just a few months ago Susan Richards would laughed off the idea of two young people such as these invading her bedroom and subjecting her to such appalling indignities as being totally absurd, never in a thousand years would she have allowed this to happen, but that been before Ben Harris had her kidnapped, before his cruel accomplice Willie had, with his intimidation and ferocious sexual violence, undeniably awakened certain genes within Susan, the desires she had struggled to repress since becoming an adult, leaving her, no matter what she may tell herself, hooked on brutal sex and in sad reflection Susan prayed she had not passed on theses genes to her wonderful daughter Kim
Susan, Rose had said, would now be given Ten hand spanks to each of her bum cheeks, ten from herself and Ten from Ben and should she move or protest in any way her punishment would start again from the beginning.
But Susan had already decided she would accept the punishment without a struggle, the mature beauty knew full well it would not end there, the young boy Rod must surely be preparing to use her in some way or another for she had been stripped naked, why bother with that if a spanking were all they had in mind, but accept the spanking she would, well, after that Susan could only hope that Ben would arrive before then.
Rose began Susan’s punishment with a slap to her left cheek that although making her wince, was hardly a tickle compared with the regular harsh spanking’s Susan, received from Ben Harris, not to mention the beatings at the hands of the dreadful Willie But Rose, having had plenty of practise with her Mother, had long since learned that it was far better to gradually increase the severity of her spanking thus ensuring her victim’s steadily increasing anticipation of more and harsh treatment from her hand.
‘It must be allowed to sink in’ her late father had taught her
And then Susan was taken aback to find Rose soothing her bottom cheek with a cool hand.
‘You poor girl’ chided Rose, but you only have yourself to blame’. Before Rod, standing on the other side of the kneeling mature beauty applied his own, more forceful slap, making Susan recoil in sudden fiery pain before again Rose was soothing her fiery bottom.
‘Poor Susan, did that horrible beast Rod slap you too hard?
And so it continued, but Rose knew the increasingly firm slaps to Susan’s bottom cheeks followed by more soothing and chiding’s was beginning to have the desired effect of creating havoc within her emotions as, licking her lips she studied the drops of moisture appearing at the outer edges of Susan’s puffy pronounced cunt lips and so after her next slap Rose, deciding it was time to up the game a little, soothed Susan’s reddening bottom for a moment before this time allowing her fingernails to gently scratch their way down the crevice between Susan’s clenched buttocks and onto her now glistening cunt lips, producing from Susan a sudden groan from within her gag and a wiggle of her bottom, pushing, it appeared to Rose, her bottom back a little as if to encourage Rose who then continued to tease and toy with Susan’s very wet cunt lips.
Rod the delivered the final four fierce slaps to her bottom, causing Susan to sway a little and moan into the gag but none the less continue to push her bottom back onto Rose’s searching teasing fingers whilst, unbeknown to Susan stepping out of her light summer dress to reveal a totally naked slim body .
Rose silently thanked her stepfather yet again, first Kim and now her Mother Susan had been handed to her and Rod ‘on a plate’ and for bringing them back to Susan’s house where he too could have some fun with her, away from the camera’s he said were dotted al around Ben’s beach house.
Maybe it was time to give in to Ray’s assertion that she was now old enough to give him some ‘really good head’ Well, maybe she would, but for now other mother inviting targets held Rose’s attention.
Looking across to his naked sister and noting the rock hard nipples on her small pert breasts and as always feeling the same forbidden desire, Rod, his erection bulging within his pants set about playing the part he had agreed with Rose before they had even seen Susan today.
From his pockets and unseen by Susan, Rod produced two keys, one to Susan’s gag the other to her handcuffs and watching Rose lowering her head toward Susan’s cunt lips he began stripping off his own clothes to reveal his slim youthful and muscular body, complete with a huge bulging erection.
Although now accustomed to her probing fingers the electrifying shock of Rose’s tongue pushing past her cunt lips was for Susan like nothing she had ever before experienced, which in truth she had not.
Susan buried her face into a pillow but her groaning was still audible and she made not the slightest attempt to pull herself away from Rose’s hot penetrating tongue pushing its way deep inside her love cavern, there to explore Susan’s love hole before pulling out, her teeth then taking a gentle little nip of Susan’s clitoris, making her yelp in welcome erotic pain before Rose began the process over and over again, delighted to at last taste for real the juices of another woman.
This was wonderful, the sweet taste of Susan’s copious juices were everything Rose had hoped for. Would Kim taste as good as her Mother? , would her own Mother, whose forbidden fruit was regularly displayed to her, taste as good, mused Rose whilst her greedy lapping tongue tasted every part of Susan’s genital area, Rose’s tryst with Kim had been fantastic in itself but had none the less left Rose feeling frustrated and wanting more, having only kissed Susan’s daughter and ‘finger played’ with her, well she would put that right by visiting Kim in the very near future now she had her name and address, unwisely left in the file by Ben Harris.
From the overnight bag the naked Rod had produced black leather ‘strap on’, complete with a huge 10 inch rubber phallus and was kneeling behind Rose, fitting the device around her naked waist and thighs whilst Rose continued caressing Susan’s cunt with her hot tongue, over and over again bringing the mature beauty to the brink of orgasm before pulling away, each time leaving Susan wanting more and pushing herself back as she eagerly sought Rose’s knowing tongue.
Susan’s head was still buried in her pillows when Rod climbed naked upon her bed and with his knees straddling her head he placed the key into her gag padlock and a few seconds later Rod was removing the gag from between Susan’s lips.
Still lost in the erotic frenzy Rose’ lips, teeth and tongue had created inside her, it took Susan a good few moments to realise her gag was being removed, and then lifting her head in questioning surprise she was stunned to see Rod’s huge young erection only inches from her mouth.
Then ‘Whoosh!’ Susan’s mouth formed a large ‘O’ as her breath was suddenly taken away. With a thrust of her hips, Rose had guided her ‘strap on’ penis through Susan’s wet puffy cunt lips before harshly thrusting her surrogate rubber cock deep inside her Cavernous love hole, forcing Susan’s kneeling body forward, toward the waiting Rod whose hand then guided his own cock between her lips and on into her stunned open mouth. Given neither the time nor opportunity to protest at this latest violation Susan could do nothing but accept Rod’s cock into here mouth
Sitting back on his haunches with his hands now holding either side of Susan’s head Rod began pumping his cock in and out of Susan’s mouth to the same steady rhythm Rose, her own hands gripping Susan’s hips, sustained with her rubber strap on dick.
‘Suck him Susan, be a good girl and suck Rod’s cock like your loving it or it’s the cane for you!’
Helplessly trapped between her young tormentors, Susan knew any defiance would only lead to more punishment, better to accept these teenagers controlled her body rather than feel that awful looking cane on her bottom.
Besides, Rod’s huge young cock was clean and tasted good, far better than Ben Harris smelly stubby cock and at that moment Susan wanted the undeniable pleasure Rose continued to create inside her to last forever and so, giving in to the inevitable, Susan closed her mouth around Rod’s cock whilst her tongue lapped t the pre come juices leaking from its slit
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Night time the following week Ben Harris sat in his darkened beach house study, his stubby cock hard and throbbing in his hand whilst he watched yet again the twin screens, one showing the DVD recording of the previous week’s events in Susan Richards’s bedroom whilst the other crystal clear recording clearly showed the very same two teenagers in the act of taking turns to punish their own naked Mother with both hand spanking and a light cane.
The DVD of the twins playing with Susan was awesome, culminating with nothing less than a threesome romp of desire, the two secret camera’s Ben Harris had installed in Susan’s bedroom had captured the mature beauty and mother of Kim Turner being fucked in every hole and in every conceivable manner by Rod’s hard young cock and, as Susan was introduced for the first time to the delights of lesbian sex, Rose’s hard black rubber ‘strap on.’
Whatever her own reasons but much To Ben’s delight and amazement Susan Richards had played to the full her own part it what had been nothing less than a raw primeval sexual orgy.
After initially being taken doggy fashion by Rose whilst sucking Rod’s cock Susan then found Rose straddling her face, demanding she lick her young wet cunt whilst Rod pumped his hard cock in and out of Susan’s dripping cunt.
And there was not a shadow of doubt that by then the unfettered middle-aged beauty, wearing only the Red leather collar and dog leash, was loving every minute of this frenzy until eventually, with the kneeling Susan straddling the horizontal Rose, her cunt full of Rose’s ‘strap on’ dildo, Susan become aware of Rod’s cock, already buried deep inside her anus growing bigger and bigger, throbbing ever harder and harder, demanding she squeeze him with her anal muscles until the young stud ejaculated spasm after spasm of his hot cum juices deep inside Susan’s bowels whilst at the very same time Susan herself was climaxing to her own huge orgasm.
Ben knew he now had all he needed for some serious blackmail, despite Willie he would visit Kim Turner and if necessary show her not only this DVD but also the film of her in the SUV with Rod and Rose. That would finally make her his own even though Ben knew Kim was repulsed by his very presence whenever they met.
But she would now be in no position to argue with him once she saw just what her own Mother got up to with such young teenagers!’ Ben chuckled; he would tell Kim her Mother had cheated on him and it was all without his own knowledge, but if Kim so wished he could easily post the film on the ‘net’ and of course send a few copies to her friends and family!,
Yes, very soon now he would have both Mother and daughter strung up beside each other waiting for their Master to decide which of them he would fuck first!
And of course the small fortune to have some secret camera’s installed in Ray’s house having now paid dividends, Ben could now also pay a visit to Ray’s wife Jenny and confront her, not only with the recordings of her Kids punishing her beautiful naked body but also the DVD of her children ‘playing’ with Susan Richards.
Maybe that situation would prove a little tricky and would take a little nerve given that Jenny was a kind of sister in law, but Ray’s raven haired wife was a real good looking woman in anyone’s book and a natural submissive to boot, so what the hell, and, if it came to it Ben thought he could deal with Ray if Jenny spilled the beans. Jenny wouldn’t be too happy to discover it was Ray who led her kids astray in the first place so Ray would just have to button his lip and let Ben have his way!. So all in all things were looking pretty good!
In fact so excited and pleased with him self was Ben that he couldn’t resist playing with his rock hard dick whilst viewing each screen in turn and, in doing so, failed to notice the burly figure silently entering the study and then stand behind him for a minute or two watching the DVD along with Ben.
‘It Looks as though you’ve been keeping a few things from me Ben, I think we should have a little chat’ said Willie to a very surprised and suddenly nervous Ben Harris!................................................................
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End of Part Ten
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