Chapter 3
The stage lights dimmed. Maria and Gina were led from the stage with
applause following them up the isle and out the doors. Gina looked back over
her shoulder, her eyes on Lar's lovely prick as it deflated to lay against his
belly. Her mind went back many months to her first time, the night her parents
had left their bedroom door ajar. She hadn't known until later that they did it
on purpose.
It was the sound that compelled her to investigate, a rhythmic slapping
sound accompanied by whimpering moans. She crept to the bedroom door wearing
only a tee shirt that barely concealed her naked crotch. Gina gasped, quickly
bringing a hand to her mouth to stifle a cry of surprise, her eyes wide at the
sight of her naked mother kneeling on the carpet. Her mom's mouth moved up and
down on the shaft of her dad's penis as he leaned back in a chair, his ass on
the edge and his legs splayed to the sides. Her dad was slowly, almost casually
cracking a belt down Maria's back, the tip snapping languidly against first one
ass cheek, then the other. Maria had one hand on his scrotum and Gina could see
the other between her legs, her fingers rubbing her exposed sex as her hips
rotated seductively.
Gina remembered her shock at seeing the size of her dad's penis. Her
mom let the head of it slip all the way out till it rested on her extended
tongue, and when she took it back in her mouth gaped open to accommodate the
huge bulb. Maria's cheeks ballooned and Gina could see her throat swell as the
head jammed deep, more than half of the vein covered shaft disappearing in her
mother's eager mouth.
The most profound shock, however, was Gina's dawning awareness that her
mother was getting more and more excited by what she was being forced to do.
And with this awareness came another. Gina realized that her own sex was
getting wet with desire for release. Almost against her will, Gina found her
own hand moving between her legs to stroke and rub her moist slit, her middle
finger finding her sensitive little love button. Gina's passion increased along
with the increasing intensity of the scene before her. Her mom took the cock
out of her mouth, holding the shaft with her hand and gasped, "Harder, baby,
whip me harder. Make me cum and let me taste your cream."
Stuffing him back in her mouth she went up and down on him like a piston
engine, her fingers busy on her distended clit. The faster she took him in and
out the faster and harder he whipped her ass with the belt. Gina's fingers
matched the pace of the strap, grinding against her own quivering clit till her
body convulsed in a powerful climax that brought an involuntary cry from her
lips. She clapped a hand to her mouth, but it was too late.
The action in the bedroom stopped instantly, her parents disengaging to
look at the door. "Come in here girl," her dad ordered in a stern voice with no
trace of embarrassment. Gina stepped timidly into the room and slowly approached
the chair. Her dad laid back with his legs spread, doing nothing to cover his
rigid cock flesh. He looked her up and down slowly while her mother knelt
submissively, her large breasts heaving from her recent exertions. Al finally
said, "It appears you figure we were putting on a show just for your own
enjoyment, but you sure did ruin ours. I figure you better apologize."
"Daddy I'm sorry," Gina said, her eyes downcast.
"Words don't get the job done Kitten. What you have to do is to make it
up to me." Gina gaped wide eyed, her mouth dropping open.
"What do you want me to do daddy?'
"You can start by taking off that tee shirt, girl," he replied with a
wave of his hand.
Gina stood frozen with surprise. At a nod from her dad her mom rose
from the floor and without ceremony she seized the bottom of Gina's shirt and
pulled it over the unresisting girl's head. Both her parents looked at her
swelling tits and her mother reached out to grasp her left breast, squeezing it
and pointing the womanly nipple at her husband for his inspection.
After a long look he snapped, "Arms up."
Gina didn't understand, but a moment later her mother let go of her
breast, turned to face Al and quickly raised her arms, clasped her hands behind
her head and pulled her elbows back. This move raised and thrust her heavy tits
out invitingly. Gina blushed at the wonton display, but quickly understood what
was expected of her. Slowly she mimicked her mother's position, her nipples
growing tight and protruding with an unfamiliar excitement as she observed the
lust in her father's eyes. Still frightened and stunned by what was happening,
she also felt a growing desire, a pulsing need in her groin. She knew that she
no longer wanted to flee.
Al took his softening cock shaft in his hand, stroked it slowly and
ordered, "On your knees, daughter, and spread them wide."
Gina didn't hesitate this time. Keeping her hands clasped behind her
head she dropped to her knees on the soft carpet with her legs spread. Gina was
turning on, breathing hard and eager in response to her father's dominating
tone. She had been entering a rebellious stage in her relationship with her
parents as her body came under the sway of raging hormones, and the prospect of
being dominated and made a woman by her daddy sent a thrill through her newly
pubescent genitals.
"Service your little girl," he said, smiling into Gina's eyes.
Maria joined her daughter on the floor, only she got on her back and
slithered head first between Al's chair and her crouching daughter, bringing her
mouth below Gina's fleecy haired pussy. Maria's shoulders forced Gina's knees
even further apart, causing her spread labia to settle on her mother's face.
Gina's mouth flew open when she felt the first tentative probing from her
mother's tongue. For a moment she fought the urge to pull away, but when the
tongue moved up her slit and touched her swelling clit she gasped and shivered,
struggling to keep her arms up against the urge to reach down and grab her
mother by the hair to force hard contact with her streaming pussy.
"Um," her mother said as she lapped at the virgin labia. Maria lay with
her legs spread to give Al a view of her own cunt, moving her hips seductively
in the hope of a good fucking.
Instead of joining the action Al continued to stroke his thick cock, pre
cum leaking steadily from the tip. "Grab your mother's tits little girl,
squeeze them hard and she'll do a much better job on that little cunt of yours.
Go on, grab them, pull on her nipples, twist them hard."
It took a few moments for his invitation to sink in and Al shook his
head and said in a stern tone of voice, "Hurt those big tits or I'll come down
there are show you what I want on those delicious breasts of yours. Your mother
loves it, the harder the better, but you might not like it so much."
Gina was moving now, grinding her hips forward and back over the
licking, sucking mouth and tongue, building to a higher and higher pitch of
carnal hunger. She reached down, her breasts swaying above her mothers much
bigger mounds. Tentatively at first, she squeezed the spreading tits. Her
small hands barely distorted each big mammary so she moved both hands to the
left tit, trying to engulf the melon size orb and squeezing from each side. The
nipple, silver dollar size aureole and half the fleshy mound bulged up between
her hands like a pliable balloon.
"Now hurt it," her father commanded.
Maria pulled her mouth to the side and cried out, "Yes, honey, pull it
hard, dig your fingers in, pinch and twist my nipples, slap them for me. Don't
be shy, I can take anything you can do to me."
Her passion building, Gina felt a strange desire growing. "Yes," she
thought to herself, "the bitch wants it, I'll please my daddy by giving it to
her." Suddenly digging her fingernails into the pliant flesh she pulled up as
hard as she could. Maria moaned and arched up. At the same time Gina felt her
mother's long tongue driving up her vaginal passage to lick against her
maidenhead.
Gina's whole body quivered at the delicious intrusion. She grabbed a
distended nipple on each tit, cruelly pulling and twisting them. Looking up at
her daddy she was thrilled to see his penis bulging long and hard as he jacked
off with enthusiasm at the show Gina was putting on. This spurred her to
frantic activity as a wave of sexual delight throbbed through her genitals, her
mom's churning mouth bringing her to the edge.
Maria was getting close to her own orgasm from the realization that her
own daughter was now dominating her body. In moments she was thrashing on the
floor in orgasmic ecstacy, joined seconds later by Gina's cry of delight. Gina
grabbed her mother's tits, squeezing the aureole and nipples into her grasping
hands as she used Maria's fleshy orbs to ride her face like a jockey, with wave
after wave of her climax washing through her ecstatic 13 year old body.
"Daddy," she gasped, "can I suck your penis. Will you put it in me and make me
a woman. I don't want this to ever end."
Al chuckled and said, "All in good time little one, but first you must
earn the right to suck my cock."
"Anything, daddy, I'll do anything to prove I'm worthy," Gina found
herself replying, the tight contractions of her labia already beginning anew.
Al looked at his sweet faced young daughter and stroked himself slowly.
He said, "To join your mother and I in this part of our lives you must be
totally committed, which means you are as willing to receive pain to please me
as you are to administer pain to please me. Do you understand? You must submit
to me completely and without any conditions or guarantees. Once you commit
there will be no backing out, you will be mine to command and use as I see fit."
Gina understood that he was telling her she would be treated like he
obviously treated her mother, but with the sharp memory of the unbelievable
pleasure she had just experienced, and comforted by the fact that her mom seemed
to love being dominated and subjected to whipping and worse, she gulped and
said, "Daddy I'm yours, I'll do anything you command and I'll submit to anything
you choose to do to me."
Al nodded solemnly and continued, "You seem to have potential, but until
we explore your limits there's no knowing whether you will make a worthy
plaything. I'm inclined to introduce you immediately to the life we love, sort
of sink or swim. I know many people into bondage and pain think it is necessary
to bring new subjects along slowly, but because you are my daughter I want to
know right now whether you will love it as much as your mother and I. If you
don't take to it quickly we would rather not be involved with you sexually at
all. We think our overall family relationships won't work if you wind up with
less enthusiasm for this life."
Gina felt a stab of anxiety. "Daddy let me prove myself to you. Please
daddy."
Al and Maria looked at each other for a long moment and then each gave
the other a nod. "Come, daughter, we are going to the cellar," Al directed.
Gina was surprised as the door to the basement was always locked by a
big combination lock and her parents had told her it was a useless place full of
spiders and other creepy crawlers. She had never so much as seen the door
opened.
With Maria leading and Gina in the middle the three naked figures
proceeded downstairs to the living room level, then through the kitchen and
pantry to the basement door. Gina was in goose bumps as she waited for the door
to open. It was heavy with soundproofing. Once open her mother flicked on a
light switch to illuminate a long descending staircase. Another heavy door was
at the bottom. Gina shivered when her mother casually commented, "The loudest
screams don't even reach the stairway."
The interior was inky dark as they started through the door. Suddenly
the room was illuminated by fake candle electric lights spaced high on the walls
all around the huge room. Gina's hand flew to her suddenly open mouth as the
nature of this place dawned upon her. "Oh god," she gasped, taking in the dimly
lighted chamber. Supporting wooden posts ran from the floor to high ceiling in
rows spaced maybe ten feet apart. Between the posts were all kinds of evil
looking contraptions, some of them centered among conventional looking chairs,
couches and backless benches. Everywhere she looked there were ropes, chains
with leather cuffs, some hanging from overhead beams that crossed the ceiling,
some from the vertical support posts, with the various contraptions festooned
with straps, chains and cuffs.
Gina felt her father's hairy naked body pressing against her back as he
reached around to take one of her ample breasts in each of his hands. "Welcome
to the family playroom Little One."
Gina felt his penis begin to rise once again, the head pressing between
her ass cheeks as he slowly massaged her tit flesh and then took her swollen
aureole between his finger to gently squeeze and twist the sensitive nubs. "Oh,
uh," she groaned with pleasure, rubbing her buttocks against the rising shaft
with slow gyrations of her hips.
"Would you like daddy's hot meat up your sweet little ass, Kitten?" he
asked.
"Oh daddy," she gasped, "I've never had anything up my rear," then
quickly added, "but if you want it so do I."
"What I'm in the mood for right now Kitten is to whip some tits. Do I
have a volunteer?"
Maria immediately said, "Yes, master, whip mine, hang me to the ceiling
and use me hard."
Gina then said excitedly, "No daddy, do it to me. Let me show you I can
please you as much as mom." She literally bounced up and down on the balls of
her feet like a little girl begging for a candy bar.
"This is your night, Kitten, come with daddy." Al took her by the arm
while a disappointed Maria trailed along. He led the eager young girl to a
narrow crotch high bench and helped her up on the end. Leaning her backward he
bound her wrists together in leather cuffs, then pulled her arms above her head,
tying her bound wrists against the bench. Gina's firm young tits thrust up
invitingly and Al gave her nearest nipple a squeeze as he moved down to her legs
hanging out over the end of the bench. Maria worked on one leg as Al took
charge of the other. They bent her knees till her heels touched the backs of
her thighs, then cinched wide leather straps around her thighs and ankles. They
next looped another wide leather strap across her belly, buckling it loosely
under the end of the bench. The thigh straps had big metal rings attached.
Ropes were passed through these rings and looped under the bench. Al put the
two ends of this rope into a ratchet affair and began to crank the rope through
its metal jaws, drawing Gina's legs out to each side as Maria tightened the belt
that now lay against her lower belly, its edge pressing against the tops of her
splayed thighs.
When they were finished Gina looked down to see her painfully stretched
groin thrusting up and out, her lower body looking like a frog on a dissecting
table as her upraised ass hung out over the end of the bench, exposing her pussy
and ass in an obscene display of vulnerability.
Al and Maria admired their handiwork, passing their hands over their
delectably bound young daughter as Gina looked from one to the other and said,
"Oh daddy, mom, I feel so excited and sexy. Please use me now, do things to me,
nasty things to give you pleasure."
Realizing how erotically vulnerable she looked brought to the surface a
new dimension in Gina's strong inborn urge to be the focus of attention, to show
off in front of crowds of people. Seeing the hungry looks of her mom and dad,
she wished for the room to be filled with strangers eager to watch her
debasement at the hands of her parents. Strapped down as she was she could
twist her chest from side to side, but below the belly strap the most she could
do was rotate her pelvis enough to raise and lower her crotch a few inches.
Al retrieved a whip from a nearby rack of torture implements. It had a
leather handle the size and shape of a long cock, from which dangled half a
dozen thin leather cords a couple feet long. He showed it to Gina, then laid it
tenderly on her belly. He knelt beside her and brought his lips to the tip of
her nearest breast, sucking the pouting aureole gently into his mouth as he
reached across to use both hands to tantalize the other fleshy mound.
Gina gasped, then moaned loudly when her mother's hands slid down the
insides of her thighs and she felt her mom's hot breath against the swollen pink
inner labia spread before her inquiring mouth. As Maria began to gently tease
with fingertips and tongue, Gina shivered, wondering if she would be able to
stand the whip without turning into a whimpering crybaby. She steeled herself,
making up her mind that she would take it like a woman, that she wouldn't cry or
play upon her father's love for her by begging him to treat her less severely
than he would a real woman.
As her mother's fingers, mouth and tongue began to work on her vagina,
pulsing labia and growing clitoris in earnest, Gina's desire began to glow and
expand in a channel from her sphincter, through her vagina, her clitoris and on
up to her nipples. "Daddy," Gina groaned, "Do it now, do it now." The suspense
of the unknown was making it hard to concentrate on the wonderful sensations
emanating from her tits and genitals.
"Soon enough, Kitten, soon enough." her father replied in a soft voice
as she mewed in frustration, building toward a climax.
Her dad moved a hand down her belly, running his middle finger down her
slit as Maria moved away from her crotch. A few moments later Gina felt
something sticky touch the bud of her anus, her sphincter instinctively
tightening. Maria held a slender bullet shaped vibrating dildo, the head and
part of the shaft liberally coated with lubricant. She twisted the tip against
the little pink rectal opening, continuing to rotate it as she slowly increased
the thrusting pressure. Overcoming Gina's resistance with surprising
difficulty, but the tip finally slipped past the tight anal ring.
"Oooh," Gina moaned as her resisting virgin back passage stretched
painfully to accommodate the invading plastic shaft. Her mother worked it
slowly in and out, probing a little deeper each time as her father stroked her
wet labia, moving his finger from her swollen clit down to her tight vaginal
opening and back again. When the dildo was dipping at least six inches into her
asshole the initial pain had become erotic pleasure for Gina. Her thighs
strained and she felt her pelvic muscles contract in an effort to fuck back
against the dildo, a climax looming close, so close.
Al took his mouth from her breast and stood, taking the whip in hand as
Maria buried the dildo with a harsh shove. Gina cried out in pain as the
invader explored new depths, her orgasm suddenly taken away.
Pulling his right arm back Al hesitated a moment as Gina looked up at
her beloved father with wide imploring eyes, an urge to cry out almost reaching
her quivering lips. "No," she wanted to shout as the reality of her situation
suddenly hit her. Instead she choked out, "Yes, daddy, yes. Treat me like a
woman, whip my titties."
His arm suddenly came over and down, bringing the thongs of the whip
expertly and loudly against the underside of her left breast. "Whump," the
strands thudded against the resilient tit flesh, making the grapefruit size
globe bounce and quiver deliciously. "Eeeeh," Gina cried out against her will.
The pain shot through her body like a bolt of lightening, but strangely,
when it crested and began to recede, it left a residue of warm pleasure in her
genitals. She became aware of an intense sensation in her throbbing clit,
almost as though someone were frigging it, and at the same time she realized
that her labia were pulsing and her contracting vaginal passage was beginning to
flow with creamy discharge. Gina's breath came in rapid gasps. "Hit me, daddy,
hit me again."
Al looked down at his lovely young daughter, his cock standing up like a
ramrod at the sight of the pink stripes lacing the underside of her perfect
breast and the look of eager submission in her eyes. "God," he thought, "she's
a natural. No telling how far I could take her. Damn this is going to be so
good."
His lust boiling in his testicles, Al brought the whip down against the
bottom of Gina's right breast. This time Gina merely let out a soft, "Uh," her
head and torso swinging a little back and forth. The next blows reddened the
tops of her breasts and then he went for the prize, cracking the thongs squarely
against the hard protrusion of her left nipple. Gina screamed, a jagged line of
agony running instantly from the nipple down her belly to impact in her clit and
cunt as an explosive orgasmic release sent her head thrashing back and forth as
every muscle jerked against her restraints.
Al lashed her right aureole even harder, recognizing the response of a
born pain slut in his precious daughter. "Eeeeh, eeeh," she screamed as her
body strained and thrashed in her tight bonds, the howling high pitched sound
coming continuously from her wide open mouth and contorted features. Gina's
orgasm built in intensity with each blow of the whip and each twist and jab of
the dildo in her ass. In her fevered mind she wanted the pain to end, yet she
wanted it to never end.
The primal intensity of her sexual fulfillment was overwhelming, like an
unimaginably intense itch spread throughout her organs of arousal being
blissfully scratched. Gina felt like her contracting vaginal passage was ready
to send her whole body into an ecstatic convulsion. "Harder, harder," she
shouted," straining to raise her chest as the blows rained down squarely on her
red, swollen tits, their aching flesh barely coming to rest before the next
taste of the whip. The greater the pain, she dimly realized, the more exquisite
her orgasm became. Finally, with an explosive gush of cunt juice, her brain
short circuited and she fainted, unaware of the last three fevered blows
administered by her father.
Al paused for a few moments, watching his angel faced daughter slowly
regain her senses as he caught his breath. As recognition came to her eyes he
released her hands.
Gina's hands immediately went to her breasts. They felt scalded and she
half expected to touch a mass of blisters. Instead, she touched a maze of thin
welts. Raising her head she gasped at the sight of red stripes covering the
whole surface of her twin cone shaped mounds, her nipples swollen and distended
to the size of her mother's. For a moment she felt overwhelmed by the pain and
the sight of her violated flesh, but then the lingering ecstacy in her loins
brought memory of the most fulfilling physical experience of her young life.
Despite the pain throbbing through her tit flesh she smiled up at her dad and
said, "Oh thank you daddy, thank you. That was the best, just the total best."
Maria looked on, her belly knotting with jealousy and smoldering
resentment. She felt an urge to grab a real whip and thrash the splayed pussy
of her seductive child. She wanted to wipe the smile of the girl's face and
hear her beg for it to stop. While she enjoyed her submission to Al and had
agreed to the seduction and sexual subjugation of their offspring, she now saw
Gina as competition, a threat to her place. She had never dreamed that Gina, or
any other young girl for that matter, could be such a natural pain slut.
Al notice his wife's angry look and smiled inwardly, judging that if he
played this just right by encouraging competition between mother and daughter to
be number one in his favor, all three of them were in for some incredible times.
Especially, he noted with a little smirk, himself.
As a first step in his new plan he smiled at his daughter and said,
"This is just the beginning, Kitten. Daddy's little girl is going to find
pleasures beyond imagination." Then, as Maria looked on with growing rage, he
bent down slowly and kissed Gina on the lips, tenderly at first, then with
stirring passion, his tongue probing into the willing depths of her mouth as his
right hand found her pussy. She groaned with renewing arousal, matching his
tongue thrusts with her own.
Breaking the kiss and rising as he continued to stroke her gaping slash
with his fingers, he gazed lovingly into her beautiful eyes. Slowly bringing
his fingers up to concentrate on her swelling clitoral knob he rubbed it slowly
and asked, "Do you want daddy's cock, Kitten?"
"Oh yes, daddy," she gasped eagerly.
"One condition, Kitten, it will be in the ass. We must consider calmly
and carefully before deciding if and when we would be willing to take your
virginity. We don't want you to grow up and then decide you resent us for
taking it. Even though you agreed to unconditional submission, we are still
your parents and the decision to give up your virginity must be carefully
considered."
Gina pleaded, "But daddy, I already know I want you to take me. I want
it to be you. I don't think I could take you in my rear. Please put it in my
pussy and make me a woman. Please, do it now."
Al's voice grew firm, "I don't care if you want it up your ass or not.
I told you our decision and treated you tenderly and what do you do-and remember
your pledge of unconditional submission-what do you do, you start negotiating.
Well I won't make such a mistake again. From now on you will remember I am your
master and you are my slave, a sex toy to serve my pleasure."
Turning to Maria he snapped, "I'm going to fuck her ass long and hard.
From the waist up she's yours. Do whatever you want, but as far as I'm
concerned she has been a naughty girl and you know what happens to you when
you've been naughty."
"Yes, master," Maria replied, unable to suppress a smile, "I deserve
punishment and I am grateful that you correct my misbehavior. She has been a
bad girl and I must help punish her if my master will permit it."
Gina listened with growing confusion and anxiety, but a part of her made
her respond with renewed desire. She realized the kissing and tenderness had
been nice, but also that it was helpless subjugation that had taken her to a
whole new dimension of sexual excitement and satisfaction. She had experienced
a taste of what slavery could be like and she was hooked bad. In her best
little girl voice she said contritely, "I've been a naughty girl, daddy, you and
mom are right to punish me. Do what you think will make me be good and
obedient. Make me suffer for displeasing you."
At a nod from Al, Maria retrieved several items. Al absently watched
her preparations, stroking his flagging erection with one hand while teasing
Gina's moist genitals with the other, keeping her aroused and eager for the next
ordeal to begin. Maria's first step was to cuff Gina's wrists behind her back
under the narrow bench.
Her daughter's proud tits heaved up at her, rising and falling with
Gina's labored breathing. Maria was ready to take her turn, jealous of the
firmness that her own bigger mounds were beginning to lose and eager to vent her
resentment on the helpless girl. Her daughter had not only joined the party of
her own free will, she was clearly trying to outshine her own mother in the
master's eyes. Old rules were out the window and Maria felt free to do whatever
she wanted and what she wanted was to hurt those gorgeous tits till her little
girl begged her to stop, and then to hurt them some more.
Maria picked up a weird contraption that looked like two loops of a car
fan belt passing through a cinching device that held the belt loops in the shape
of an 8. Her mother settled a loop over each firm breast, working them down to
the base of each fleshy orb by pinching the nipple with one hand and pulling up
painfully while pushing the rubber loop down with her other hand. When her left
tit was fully enclosed Maria let go of her breast and twisted the knob on the
cinch box that lay flat on the girl's sternum. The rubber loop contracted
slowly, squeezing till Gina's breast bulged, the skin tightening till it looked
like an inflated balloon pointing straight up from her chest.
The already sore skin now glowed anew, feeling to Gina like the stinging
tightness of a severe sunburn. When her right mammary matched the left, Maria
stood back to admire her handiwork. "Now," she said with a malicious smile,
"they are ready for some proper attention."
Gina looked from her painfully stretched, helplessly bound and presented
tits to her mother as Maria slowly pulled on a pair of snug black gloves,
saying, "These, my dear, are very special gloves. You see the palms and finger
pads are covered with wonderful tiny burrs, hundreds of them, and each one, put
in proper contact with the skin, can feel like anything from a brief contact
with a hot iron to the sting of a wasp, depending on how contact is made. But
don't fret. Agonizing as it can be, no permanent harm will come to you. Let me
demonstrate."
Maria reached down and brought her right index finger lightly against
the taunt skin of Gina's belly. Her finger traced slowly and delicately
downward, leaving a thin trail of stinging pain that reminded Gina of coming in
contact with a nettle bush, its passage leaving an itching irritation on the
skin. Maria's finger moved up to the inside of Gina's right thigh, then
suddenly she clasped her whole hand on the muscular inner leg.
"Yeow," Gina shouted as intense burning pain erupted everywhere the
glove clamped against her skin. It felt like a hundred acid tipped needles had
suddenly penetrated her helpless body and she was surprised, when her mother's
hand pulled away, to see no blood seeping from her skin, but only an angry flush
in the shape of a hand print.
The pain receded quickly, replaced by a near unbearable itch, one so
intense she struggled against her bonds in a futile effort to scratch her leg.
Maria picked up a flexible tapered rod that looked like a two foot long
chopstick. Laying this between Gina's closely bound breasts she said, "Shall we
begin? When you've had enough, feel free to beg for me to stop."
Al liked they way this was going, for sure his cock liked it judging by
the way it stood at rock hard attention. He moved up close to Gina's spread
sex. Taking his thick rod in hand he rubbed and slapped the head up and down
her spread and glistening pink flesh, pausing at the swelling clit to nudge and
rub the hard little shaft, bringing moans of pleasure to Gina's open lips. Al
decided to spice things up and said, "Gina, if you beg for mercy before I come,
the next thing you will experience is having your cunt whipped by your mother
until you make her come with your mouth. If she doesn't get you to beg, then
she'll be the one eating and you'll do the whipping."
Gina was torn between the alternative outcomes of begging versus no
begging, but she knew her pride and her new found love of climaxing like she had
never experienced from masturbating would make her resist begging if she could.
Unknown to her, Maria was now struggling with the same dilemma, but being the
pain slut she was her secret hope was to be whipped long and hard at least once
before the night's dungeon session was over.
Al pulled back and as he lubed the head and first few inches of his
shaft he said, "Hold off on her tits till she gets used to my prick in her ass.
I want her full attention on the feel of having her virgin little hole
violated." Maria nodded understanding, her expression making her disappointment
clear. Al moved the head of his tool to the puckered little entrance, his ball
sack tightening with anticipation as he saw the way his frightened little girl
tightened her sphincter against his invasion.
He worked the head slightly back and forth and around the crinkled
pinkish brown bud. He slowly pressed forward. Reducing the pressure and then
rhythmically thrusting forward a little harder each time, Gina panting and
straining against him with increasing desperation, Al was finally rewarded with
the feeling of her tight anal entrance surrendering. Her sphincter stretched
outward, the head of his cock slipping suddenly into her anal passage as Gina
squealed in offended agony.
Al paused, catching his breath and said, "Yeah, babe, now the fun
begins." Pulling back till the ridge at the base of his cock head was just
beginning to appear at her stretched entrance, he thrust his hips forward,
bludgeoning a good two inches of shaft into Gina's tight rectal passage. Again
she cried out, feeling like the massive intruder was about to tear her apart
down there.
His lust grew with her cries of agony, Gina's keening misery making him
thrust harder and harder, loving the feel as more and more of his shaft
experienced the almost painful clasp of her virgin tunnel. Gina's wailing
protests began to change in pitch, evolving into lower and lower pitched animal
sounds that signaled the beginning of a change from unrelenting agony to the
first stirring of sexual arousal. Gina's terrified resistance slowly melted,
her anal muscles beginning to relax and contract in a search for passionate
release as she coupled with her father's love pole.
"Uh, ugg, oh yes," she breathed, "it hurts, but it hurts so good daddy."
Inflamed by her passion, Al began fucking his little girl's virgin ass
with abandon, grunting with effort as he drove deeper and deeper with each
thrust of his hips.
"Yes daddy, give me all of it, shove it in me, yes, yes, yes"
Al almost lost it when Gina's rectal muscles spasmed around his
pistoning shaft, her body jerking with the beginning of her orgasm. "Oh god,"
he thought as he struggled to hold his seed, "she's a natural; man is this gonna
be a wild ride, and she's all mine."
His musing cut short as Maria reached down and grabbed Gina's bulging
left breast, wrapping her devil gloves around the tightly stretched globe.
"Eeeoww," the helpless girl screamed, her torso thrashing back and forth to
dislodge the agonizing burrs as her orgasm suddenly spiked with a gut clenching
jolt.
The fire subsided to an ungodly itch when her mother's hands moved to
her left breast, bringing a new howl of protest. This time Maria squeezed and
kneaded the protesting flesh, letting go only when the girl's cry of pain began
to change in recognition of her resurgent climax. Maria heard Al groaning in
his familiar pre orgasm ecstacy so she quickly seized Gina's stretched aureole
between thumb and forefinger, pulling up and twisting each nipple at the same
time. A thunderous jolt of fire shot from Gina's tortured nipples straight to
her genital crease, joining with the waves of pleasure boiling upward from her
rectal passage. This time her scream was a triumphant celebration evidenced by
a pulsing stream of cum juice from her cunt.
Al erupted then, squirting load after load of hot semen deep into her
bowels, relishing the feel of his little girl's channel rippling and gripping
his jerking member.
Finally spent, he pulled out and turned with a nod to Maria. She
lowered her head and stripped off the gloves. Dropping to her knees she took
him into her mouth and sucked and licked him clean. When he was satisfied he
pushed her toward Gina. With a dirty look at her husband, Maria brought her
mouth to her daughter's stretched asshole and began lapping the jism oozing from
her violated passage, as Gina moaned in the pleasant afterglow of her orgasm.
Al finally tapped his wife's shoulder, saying, "Time for your
punishment, slut." She stood with her head bowed submissively while Al untied
his satiated daughter. He then led his two beautiful sex toys to a short and
narrow bench held in a vertical position above the floor by a metal post that
attached at the mid point of the bench. Two chains hung loosely from pulleys
attached to a ceiling beam. The chains ended in leather cuffs laying on the
floor at either side of the bench. Al attached a cuff to each of Maria's
ankles, then pushed her back against the narrow bench. The bottom of the bench
stopped above the crack of her ass, and the top touched the back of her head.
Al cinched wide leather straps around Maria's narrow waist and across her upper
chest just below her armpits.
Testing the tightness of the straps to assure a tight fit, Al then
activated a motor in the base. The bench slowly tilted back, the straps holding
the bound woman as her feet left the floor. The motor stopped when Maria's
torso tilted at an angle where her head was two or three feet below her crotch.
Then two more motors started to whir and the slack in the ankle chains
disappeared, then drew her legs up and apart to open her cunt and ass
delightfully.
Al said, "Daughter, if you are going to play with us you're going to
have to learn control. A master will not always allow you to cum whenever you
feel like it. Now we are going to punish your mother with ten blows apiece
right down the middle. I will time the blows and she will be trying to get you
off. You can't move away from her mouth, and if you orgasm before she gets all
twenty you will take her place for twenty of your own. If she doesn't make you
cum we keep whipping till you do."
After a moment's hesitation, Gina moved toward her mother's head. Al
retrieved a leather strap for Gina and a cat with knotted leather thongs for
himself. "Take your position," Al said, anxious to see if Gina would get off on
giving pain as much as she seemed to in receiving it.
Gina spread her legs, moved her pussy above her mother's face, then
worked her feet slowly apart till her spreading pussy lips tickled against
Maria's nose. Maria, her arms free, reached around to clasp Gina's ass cheeks
and drew her firmly down to lick and suck her pink inner flesh.
Al stood behind the bench opposite Gina and raised his whip arm,
bringing the tails of the cat sharply down on his wife's gaping charms. A cry
of pain was muffled by Gina's cunt as Maria's mons and labia quivered and
contracted against the sudden assault.
Gina eagerly awaited his signal, anxious to experience the feeling of
whipping her helpless mother. Her dad gave a nod and, whap, she lashed the
strap squarely on the spread pussy, shivering with excitement at the way her
mother's hips jerked in response to the strap. If anything, the whipping of her
most sensitive flesh brought a more passionate response from Maria's tongue,
driving Gina to a series of delightful cums. None were as crashing in intensity
as when she was the one tied and beaten, but Gina knew as she wielded the strap
that she was going to love her new life. She was glad she lost the contest by
coming too soon.
