From: Hawaiian Heat <hheat@accessus.net>
Subject: Mother's Owner 1 -- NC/INCEST
Newsgroups: alt.sex,alt.sex.bondage,alt.sex.stories
This is another story from my imagination. If you do not appreciate such, don't take offense. Just go on to the next posting.
If you're under age or immature forget the following.
If you're offended by non consensual sex, violence, S&M ... ETC then go on to the next posting.
You've been warned!!!
As always she had argued with her mother. Violet was a rebellious teen
and the strains were showing. She left the house in a huff and went to the mall
to hang with her friends. She looked and looked but found no one there and
nothing to do. Hanging alone was boring!! Not any more fun than going home and
listening to her stereo.
As she walked up the drive and saw that the house was strangely silent.
Only her parents room window was open. From the sounds emanating from it, it
appeared that their was some activity in that room.
She sneaked up to the open window and heard,
"OO OO God OOO You do that soo...."
<Her mother was getting it on with dad..> A smirk crossed her face but it
was soon replaced with a frown.
<Wait a minute... Dad was on a trip and wouldn't be back till Friday....>
<Who was ma getting it on with??> Vi thought.
She cautiously chinned her self on the sill and peaked into the room.
There was ma sitting on ... old Mr. Willians from next door.
<GROSS!!!>
Ma seemed to be trying to ride the old goat to death. She was ridding him
in a frenzy.
<No wonder he all ways looked so strange at me.> Vi thought.
Ever since they moved here she remember the old lecher leering at her.
<Now she knew why... The letch wanted some young pussy... In your dreams
you perv... Probably settled for old mom to get some.>
Vi let herself down and rushed silently to the back door... of the house.
<Damn it was locked and she had lost her key.. Wait a minute... Ma
always puts a key here in this fake rock... YA!!!> She remembered..
Silently she got into the house and stole to the drawer where they kept
the camera. She tip toed to the door and opened it quietly. She set the camera
to a burst of shots and squeezed off the whole remaining 20 exposures. The
noise of the camera startled the two lovers. They jumped up, turned to the
source. Then they sought to hide themselves.
Vi, her evidence in her hands, knew what to do. She ran down the hall and
out the door to the safety of the mall. Once safely there she sought out Glen,
the nerd.
She knew he had a computer and could view the results on her camera disk.
Just a little persuasion and she could have him eating out of her hand.
He was in the magazine rack, as usual, reading the mags. Nothing else for
him to do... He never had a pussy since pussy had him.
She slipped up to him and rubbed her left tit on his right elbow.
In her sexiest voice she said.... "Glennn could you help me???" A firm
rub to the fore arm, "I need you to show me how to..."
The teen boy was flustered beyond his wildest dream. Here was Violet
Campbell, the girl of his dreams, rubbing her.... He must be dreaming..
"Vi... I I mean I wo.. what I..." he stammered.
Her lure taken, Violet grabbed Glens arm and lead his like a captive fish
out of the store to his wreck of a car.
She dragged herself over the shift lever, to keep tit to arm contact with
her 'boyfriend'. (Don't they all ways do that guys. Especially when they want
something??)
Glenn could not believe his good fortune. He would wake up any time now
and find out he was in english lit or some other dumb place. Ah well he decided
relax and enjoy the dream while it lasted...
"Let's go" Vi demanded. "Come on dummy... Take me to your house."
"W... whe.. where do you want to go... " Glen blurted out and he could
not believe his ears..
"Your place... Hurry up... we have to get to your.. room" she demanded
with a firm rub of nipple to elbow. (All right it was through the bra, but it
was the closest this nerd had gotten to second base in his short life...)
"MMM My...roommmm" Glen said as he fumbled with the keys. <He must be
dreaming...> He coaxed the engine on and pealed out of the parking lot in a
cloud of blue smoke.
He drove erratically to his house and as she kept hold of his right arm,
let her come in with him. Quietly he snuck her, by his mom who was watching her
soaps, to his room.
<It was gross... Just like I figured.> Vi thought but the computer with
the latest pirated software was there. She picked up some skuzzy shorts from
the bed with two fingers, and dropped them on the floor. Then she sat her cute
little ass on the edge of the bed and crossed her legs. (She made sure he she
was facing him at that moment.)
Making sure that lots of thigh was showing. She bent forward and handed
the stupefied boy the disk camera she had removed from the camera.
"GLENNN I need to see the images I got on this disk... Please...I'd be
ever soo grateful... Please..." Vi seemed to beg.
Glen could not believe his eyes... He had Violet in his room .... on his
bed... Jimmy would just... <What was she saying... Could he what...>
"Sure thing I can get you what you want." <Did not matter what she said
he would do it for her.... No matter what...>
He took the disk and started up the computer. In no time at all he had
them viewing the blurry distorted images that Violet had taken of her mother
and the lover.
"Shit" she said. <The damn thing didn't work.> She started to get up off
the bed. She was going to leave but Glen to keep her said,
"We could... enhance the images if you want."
<She was here and he would do anything to keep her here...>
He pushed the image resolution and the dip's to the limit and after 20
minutes work he had a recognizable rendition of Mrs. Campbell's face over a
white male body. There they had two blurry white form coming off the bed and a
succession of attempts to hide from the lens.
"Where did you get these..." Glen asked his new 'girl friend'...
"Never mind that can you get me a copy of her face there?" Vi asked.
"Sure." Glenn said and pushed the print button.
After inspecting it she said, "Not bad now give me an envelope and some
more paper."
Glen quickly complied and she got up to leave. His heart was breaking and
his face showed it.
Ever the fixer, Vi stepped into the boy and kissed him, like he only
dreamed of. She rubbed and opened her mouth.
Glen came in his pants.
"Now I have to go and do some things. You stay here and see if you can
get me some better results off the other ones on the disk. I'll call you
later...."
Glen stood there and watched her leave. Her perfume convinced him she
really had been there. That and the disk.
<He would dedicate his life to getting a better image off that disk... No
matter what ...>
Vi went directly to the mall and found a pay phone. She called her home
and waited through the phone message.
Then she demanded, "Mother you better pick up YOU WHORE. You pick up or
I'm going to sent these pictures to Dad's office and you'll be the sorriest
bitch their ever was..."
"Violet I am your mother," came the voice from the phone, "Where are you?
We have to talk... about this..."
"Listen and listen good WHORE!! I'm at the mall and you better be here
quick.. Bring you purse, I kneed some things and don't bring your stud.. I'll
be waiting at the dress shop.. Oh yea wear the my short sun dress of mine and
get here in 5 minutes.."
Her mother's outrage and comments were cutoff as she hung up.
She waited there in the air conditioned climate for the coming
confrontation. Soon she saw her mother rushing through the shoppers, and she
was wearing the short see through dress.
Now Vi knew she had her. She had the envelope all ready to go to her dads
office. She had even bought a stamp for it but she had left it unsealed. She
had gone over, in her mind, the scene where she got her dopey mother by the
short hairs.... She was ready..
When her mother approached her, she took up a position by the mail box.
"I think I need some new things. What do you think.." Vi demanded.
"Now look here young lady.."
"No you look here." she said drawing the image of Olives face from the
other blank pages. "Wanna see the BITCH with her sire?? Wann see them
screwing?? How bout I send up to dads office? Bet his secretary would have
copies all over the office in no time.."
Olive turned white... "Pl...Please don't show them around. I'll never.. I
mean... Don't mail them I... I'll do anything... I'm your mother..."
"You will do whatever turns me on won't you mother dear?" Vi demanded of
the beaten woman..
"Yes dear... Whatever you say... Now please give me the envelope." Olive
begged with a low voice. She hoped to get the pictures and then make it up to
Violet.
"I think you are over dressed. That bra will stretch my dress go over to
the rest room and take it off.... NOW BITCH." Vi demanded of her mother.
Olive sought to please her bitch daughter and went to the ladies and
removed her bra in a stall. She tucked it into her large bag. When she pulled
the tight dress down over her hips and walked out of the stall. She saw that
every curve of her pendulous breasts were clearly visible through the shear sun
dress. She wanted to go back and tuck them back inside her bra but she feared
that Violet would do something impulsive so she went out into the mall. Better
to endure this for now. Then once she got hold of the pictures she would show
the little bitch.
Violet smiled at the quivering mammarys of her parent. She had won... for
now at least...
"OK Ma lets go get me some tight jeans and some .... well don't look so
glum. We are here to shop aren't we...??" Vi demanded all the time waving the
stamped envelope.
Vi lead her through every store in the mall and bought many outrageously
expensive things. As they placed their things in the car Vi demanded the keys
to the car.
"I'll drive NOW!"
Olive acquiesced and went meekly to the passenger seat. <Maybe she could
get the envelope now.>
Vi reached among her purchases and found what she needed. She walked to
the passenger door and opened it. The shiny chrome circles in her hand behind
her back.
Olive turned to her and asked, "I thought you wanted to drive?"
"Give me back my dress WHORE...Now. You are stretching it all out of
shape."
"Vi please" Olive begged but she saw the stubborn streak in her daughter
eyes. "You told me to wear it. Besides someone might see me.."
"From now on you call me MISTRESS. Now get that dress off and be quick
about it. As for your modesty tell me about it in these pictures..."
Self continuously Olive looked around and, seeing no one, she slipped the
dress over her head and covered her breasts with it and her hands.
Violet snapped the chrome cuff on her right wrist and forced her down on
her belly on the seat twisting the right hand up behind her back.
"Mother you fight me in this and I'll scream. Then when someone comes,
I'll say you were trying to do some perv things with me. Now give me your other
hand and no more shit. WHORE!!"
In horror the nude Olive surrendered her left hand to Vi and felt the
metal snap shut. She thought those cuffs were just decorative. Part of the punk
look but they sure felt real now.
Flushed with success Vi made short work of her mother's panties and the
sun dress. They soon joined the purchases in the trunk.
Then she grabbed her mother's hair and dragged he helpless nude out of
the front seat.
"I should just leave you here to get home by your self..." Vi
speculated.. as she dragged the nude to the rear door of the car.
She threw her in the rear seat floor and then demanded,
"Crotch down there and maybe I won't show your fat ass all over town....
If you are good."
Violet went around and looked into the rear of the car. There her nude
parent was huddled hoping that she could get out of this experience with out
being arrested or exposed to the world.
"I for got something I need. I'll just take your purse and go get them..
No Mother don't get up. I can see you are better off there. Now don't you go
away. I'll be right back.." Vi commented as she want back to the mall.
Olive was scared out of her mind... Huddled in the rear seat of her car.
NUDE!! Totally at the mercy of her daughter...
She heard people moving around her. Cars came and went but she sat
huddled there on the floor, praying that no one came there and found her in her
current state.
<Where is that bitch daughter of mine.> she thought.
Then she heard the approaching foot steps. This time they did not veer
off to another direction. The came right up to the car and.. it sounded like
two sets of feet.
Olive's heart was in her throat. She crouched down as far as she could.
She tried to make her self as small as possible.
Then the door opened behind her and Violets voice said,
"See Lonia I told you she would be here waiting for us."
More to come...
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This is another story from my imagination. If you do not appreciate such, don't take offense. Just go on to the next posting.
If you're under age or immature forget the following.
If you're offended by non consensual sex, violence, S&M ... ETC then go on to the next posting.
You've been warned!!!
"Cool," a female voice said behind Olives back. She was mortified. Her
daughter had....
Their was a rustling of paper and Olive felt her hair being grabbed
causing her head to unwind from the tight ball she had assumed when she heard
the them approached the car.
A flash of chrome streaked by her eyes and she fled a cold constriction
at her throat. Breathing became hard as the dog choke chain cut off her air
supply causing her to lift her head, further and further from the 'protection'
of the ball.
She heard,
Then she looked up to see that Violet had a leash extending through her
field of vision disappearing under her chin. She looked over and saw the other
teen. This was the girl, her daughter had told here of. The girl was a
'sadistic little dike'. Vi's words not hers. She was tall, thin and with a
pixie cut head of black hair. The dark piercing eyes added to the overall
sinister effect of the all black attire she wore.
The steady pull to her throat, caused her to come up from her desired
position, out of sight, on the floor, curled into a small ball of white female
flesh. More and more of her nudity came into the view of the obviously
delighted new teen. With a sparkle in her eyes the teen reached out her slim
right hand.
"Nice tits," Lonia said as she took a hand full of the quivering right
mammary. "Boy am I going to have fun with these. Bet you really sucked on
these." She said to Vi.
"Mrs. Campbell... Oh that sounds so formal when I have your tit in my
hand. Let's see...I'll call you Oli.... No I think I'll call you 'O' just like
in the book. Don't you think that would be better." the new teen asked as she
squeezed and gave a slight twist to the mammary in her control.
"OOOO Please that hurts.. OOOOO Stop it ....I...." Olive began to protest
but the girls expression soured and she twisted the flesh harder. From her
position above and behind the woman the teen had all the leverage.
"Listen bitch... Vi told me all about your hot little cunt. She even
showed me the pic's of you and your fuck. Kind o' old fart but who am I to
judge. Was he a good fuck??" You want to argue on anything, and we will just
tie this leash to that pole and drive off. Then you can fuck your way home....
You understand ME!" Lonia told the cringing woman. "Now shut up and do what I
tell you O."
With her hands cuffed behind her, nude and a choke collar on her neck
Olive had nothing to say. She looked up over he shoulder, for compassion into
the smiling faces or the two young females. She saw only delight and wonder.
They looked over their new possession and it boggled their minds. Here
was a nude adult woman at their disposal. She was theirs!! If she so much as
balked they could just tie her to a support column and leave her. She would
suffer social ostracism, and they could not be brought to any accountability.
If she went along she was theirs forever. Oh what fun they were going to
have with her!!
"Now is O all right with you?" Lonia turned and asked Vi keeping control
of the now twisted tit.
"I think it is great. Compact and it tells her just what she is. Just
like in the book. A sex slave..." Vi expressed her opinion. "You understand
that don't you M... O."
"From now on you are 'O,' and I and she are your Mistresses. You will not
speak till you are given permission and you will do what we order without
hesitation. You got that bitch." Lonia demanded from her overseer position.
"Yes... Mistress" Olive answered miserably to a tug of the choke chain to
her delicate throat and the further squeeze of her already hurting right
mammary.
"I know just the place we can take her for the night." Lonia said, "But
first we have to get her 'comfortable.' Come on bitch it is a long ride, but
first get out of the car.."
The steady pressure to the choke collar and the command left her no
choice. She reluctantly uncoiled and crawled out of the back seat of the 'safe'
car floor to the seemingly cold damp air of the parking garage. Lonia let go of
the tit during her rise but ran her hands over the smooth white ass of her new
toy.
Once outside she tried to crouch down and hide behind the car's metal.
Lonia used the crotch to again get in a lot of skin contact.
"Please...Mistress... Someone mig...OOOO" Olives exclaimed as her right
tit was hit with the slack part of the vinyl leash. Vi wasn't going to let her
get away with any break in the rules.
"Dumb bitch O. You are not to speak. You are to ask permission first.
Then, if we allow it, you can speak. If not you shut your face. You ask
permission by saying, "Can your cunt slave O please speak MISTRESS?' And no you
can not. I don't care if someone sees you. You are just a bitch... So it is up
to us who we show you to... You got that??" Lonia demanded. Violet burst out
laughing and Olive, with a sore left tit, miserably hung her head in the
imposed silence and tried to hide behind the girls and the car.
"Now where we age going is a ways and I do not want my bitch to be
uncomfortable, so you just squat there and pee for us." Lonia ordered the
cringing woman.
"TOO MUCH...." Vi exclaimed with glee...
<W....WH... NOOOOO I NOOOO I can't do that....> Olive was stunned... and
froze. She could only looked up at the girls and shake her head slowly from
side to side.
Then a viscous snap of the leash across her unprotected nipples convinced
her that this girl was serious. The sight of the arm raised again for another
stroke caused her to squat slightly and spread her feet wide apart. She
strained to open her little sphincter muscle to obey the horrible command. Her
nipples were stinging.. <No...I... cann... >
"In the future, if you cause us to have to correct your sorry ass, when
you finally agree, we will do all over again after you do what is required.
That will be to convince you that you abstinence will only cause you more pain.
You'll learn quicker that way."
Olive was having a tough time of completing the required task. She had
never been required to... do such a thing in her life.
(Peeing on command is never easy.)
"Hurry up bitch O we haven't got all day." Vi demanded with a snicker. "O
here comes that old Mrs. Stevens you hate soo. You don't hurry... Boy what an
eye full she will get..."
Panic overcame poor Olive... <Mrs Stevens... I will never be able to live
if she sees me like this.>
Olive did the humiliating task, her young keepers had ordered. Sheepishly
she looked up for approval and saw her daughter Vi had recorded her humiliation
with a video camera.
"I'll get some stills of this and we can place um in the family album O.
Won't that be gas!!" Vi smiled.
"OKKKK Now we can..." Lonia started.
"No She has to wipe up first. I don't want any stinky cunt dribble in my
nice car." Vi demanded as she put down the camera.
"What do you want to do.. should we take her into the mall and get her
some paper?" Lonie retorted.
<They can't ...> Olive hopped. Her panic was intense. She would just....
"NA let me go get a rag from the trunk." Vi answered handing the leash to
Lonie.
Soon she returned with the white panties she had removed from her mother
earlier.
Vi ordered, "Spread them legs O. Then we can go. Unless you want to stand
around here and give beaver shots to all the boys."
With mixed feelings Olive spread her legs to keep her daughter happy and
then the cotton was run through her crack. Back and forth it was rubbed by her
own daughter. The friction caused her little nub to heat up...
"Would you look at that... This cunt is insatiable..." Lonia observed.
"Ya and she loves those dicks too." Vi answered as she threw the now
soiled panties on the floor of the garage.
"Wait a minute. That is littering. Pick them up. I've got a use for
them." Lonia demanded.
Vi reached down and picked up the soiled white garment with two fingers.
She held them at arms length to her friend.
Lonia too them and went to the passenger side of the car. She placed them
on the floor after she opened the door.
"O I want you to kneel right there on that spot. Like a good bitch.."
Lonia ordered.
Olive did as ordered by the young woman. She was happy to be inside the
relative protection of the car. She looked up and saw Lonia was unbuttoning her
jeans.
She was curious when the girl removed her jeans and panties and got into
the passenger seat and spread her legs to encompass the cringing nude woman.
"O look at the nice pussy you are going to eat. Get in there right now
and get it fresh... I said get in there bitch or do I have to take you out
again and play slap the nips?"
Olive was flabbergasted. When Lonia scooted over her head, she had
attempted to get as far away from the girls sex as she could, given the
confines of the car dash. <Now the little.. She want her to... She wasn't that
w.... She would n... the stinging of her nipples convinced her that she had
better get closer to the girls sex and maybe...>
"O come on get right in there... You know what to do... I don't have to
tell you... You may not have done it before but you know what you'd like.."
Lonia ordered.
O laid her face into the smelly dark hared secrete place of the girl. She
was horrified. <Didn't this girl bathe...>
"I get it all hot and bothered just for you. Why I even let it go this
morning. I knew I'd run into an up tight bitch like you. Now you get right in
there slurp up the goodies...."
The girls legs were draped over O's shoulders and her hair was pulled
back to cause her face to come right up into the smelly black hair.
"Lonia...." Vi said.
"Hunch.... Oh yea... for the album." Lonia said as she twisted O's hair
causing her to pier up from the hated sex to the all seeing eye of Vi's
camera..
More to come....
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This is another story from my imagination. If you do not appreciate such, don't take offense. Just go on to the next posting.
If you're under age or immature forget the following.
If you're offended by non consensual sex, violence, S&M ... ETC then go on to the next posting.
You've been warned!!!
Olive hopped the damn camera melted. She could not imagine a worse
position to be pictured in. Nude between a girls legs with her face in the
girls pubs.
"Stick out your tongue O. Where are your manners. I give you something
soo good to lick and you just sit there. I... I won't have it.. Let me see last
time it took one to the nips, and that means that this time it is two..
Unless...." Lonia related.
O's nipples screamed their silent protest. They could not take any more.
O bent her head down. Unfurled her delicate pink organ and began to lick the
smelly crack before her. Anything was better than that lash to her throbbing
nips.
"O that is better. Now keep your tongue out for the video." Lonia said
with glee as she wrenched the woman's face up and to the vision of the camera
lens.
"Ain't that a pretty picture... Cunt Licker O. We'll title this scene.
Smile pretty O. Such a good slut..."
Olive looked up and reluctantly smiled at the video camera in her
daughters hands. (What choice did she have.) She kept her tongue out.
"Wiggle it for me O!! Better do a better job of wiggling it you old
whore." Vi demanded.
After an couple of minutes, that seemed like hours, of humiliation and
tongue waging, Olive was allowed to lower her head to Lonias crack. Vi closed
up the camera and opened the car door.
"I think that will make a real nice video for our marketing campaign for
the bitch." Lonia speculated.
Vi got into the car and raced the motor. Lonia took her discarded jeans
and covered her lickers head with the rough blue cloth as the car weaved a
complicated pattern to the mall parking garages exit booth.
At toll booth, Olive heard the toll taker's banter with the girls. Seems
the girls had to search for the validation from a store to cover the parking
fee. Olive prayed that he would not while they were stopped, notice her
presence in this degrading position. A tug to her ear let her know that Lonia
had not forgotten her. She went on flicked the stinky hole and hoped for some
relief.
After many minutes seeking the girls found the receipt and the car's
engine roared again to life. It squealed into a sharp right turn onto the exit
ramp and out of the mall parking lot. O could sense the bright sun light
unhindered by the garage roof. They were on the road..
"That was not nice O. You deliberately stopped while you thought I was
busy. We'll see to that when we get you.... where we are going."
<Why did her vagina get soo wet, and why were their a thousand
butterflies in her stomach?? and where were they taking her. Home she hoped.>
Lonia pulled up the covering jeans from her head. Olive saw the light of
day from her position on the car floor. Her hope of an end to this was again
dashed as Lonia demanded,
"Enough of this lolly gagging O. Lick my crack. You could earn some more
licks for your uninspired performance. You should be happy to be doing your
initial cunumglius on a sweet pussy like mine. You could hurt my feelings. YOU
DON'T WANT TO HURT MY FEELINGS... I could probably get you an old she goat to
practice on... The video 'd be killer.."
"Don't you dare slack off O. I think we are up to... well I'll think of
something to cure you of your attitude.' "Turn here and get on that one." Lonia
directed Vi to the freeway access road that lead out of town as easily as she
did her captive tongue.
The car lurched and Olive felt like a sardine squashed between the girls
legs. She was hunched over her tormentors sex hoping for an end to all this.
<What does the little bitch mean, 'cure my attitude'. Wait till I tell
her mo.... she knows about me.. I better try harder. She might really whip my
breasts again.>
"For christ sakes Vi. Slow down. You want a cop to stop us. Ma here would
make an interesting diversion to a ticket but that only works once. It would
spoil all our fun. What I have mind.. well .. will be really.. killer." Lonia
requested.
"Shit you are just a back seat driver like she is. OK I'll drive slow but
where the fuck is this... place.." Vi asked. "The end of the fucking earth?" Vi
answered her accomplice.
After a bit Lonia ordered "Left here... Now left and there it is here on
the right. Down the drive to the back. We don't want the police seeing us and
asking questions about our bitch here. Do we? Now park back here.. Good O ! you
are in your new home..."
Olive hoped that she would be taken to Lonia's house and after a while,
surely when the parents came home, set free. This was not Lonias house she knew
now. She looked up and tried to make out where she was.
Lonia yanked her head up by her hair and proceeded to take her vision by
the application of cotton pads over her eyes and put some duck tape over them,
to hold them in place.
"Be a good bitch. You have some stripes coming. Don't make it more by
pissing me off." Lonia explained as she fixed the blindfold. "You did not even
get me hot... Well I'll bet next time you do you best. I have just the think
for a reluctant cunt eater.."
Olive heard both car doors open. Then she felt the girls legs lift up and
shift over her head. The seat in front of her groaned from the bony asses
removal from it. A tug on the chain at her throat and the command,
"Come on you old bitch. Let's get you all settled in your new home..."
Informed her that she was somewhere other than Lonia's parents home. With
no little difficulty she was extracted from the car and lead, stiff legged,
across a grassy field. The sun on her uncovered body informed her she was
outside somewhere..
<God she was scared someone would see her and .... she was running like a
facet between her labia... She had never been soo horny in her life....>
"Damn" Lonia said, "Here hold her leash while I go get my jeans. I left
the key back there."
"You better put them on too. You might scare the neighbors with all this
pussy showing. That black bush of yours is soo thick." Vi said.
Olive felt the hand of her daughter playing over her unprotected body.
"Just think O!! I own this now... It is all mine." Vi informed her. Then
the hand explored into the privates of the woman. "Why you horny bitch... You
really are a nympho or something else.."
A pair of feet returning informed Olive the other girl was back. She
could only stand there nude and blind.
The warmth of the sun on her now reddening skin left no doubt she was
outside somewhere. Trust up and enslaved to the girls.
"Vi please Vi... This has gone far enough... You have to let me go...
Violet I am your mother..." Olive tried to appeal to her punk offspring.
"Na you are just some bitch, lives with us, screws dad when he comes home
and then goes sniffing around every dick in the hood." Vi retorted to her
mother, "I know.... I know cause that is me too... Only dad won't pork me...
and I think Mr. Williams is disgusting. He use to give me ice cream to look
down my dress. What a perv..."
Olive felt the wet hand on her left breast, and then Vi went on, "So from
now on I call the tune and you dance to it. If that old fart Willians want a
piece of these", the hand moved down over her belly and cupped her mons, "or to
ride this," a stab of a finger in her crack, " he is going to pay me. Just
think of it as my after school job. I'm going to pimp my own hot pants mother
ass and if the perv won't pay.. then their are lots of our friends who have
long hard dicks will fit here just fine. They come faster and they come back
quicker. Ya you'll make me a fortune."
Olive was horrified. She heard the approach of the other girl and knew
argument had been futile now.
<Why did her vagina get soo wet with the exploring hand of her daughter??
The thought of all those young hard dicks.... She imagined a row of.... OH GOD
Not now..>
"Not much further... Turn right here..." Lonia ordered after leading them
a short distance. She purposely spun Olive in a circle to confuse her
orientation.
Then Olive heard a chain being drawn through something metal and the
creaking of a gate opening. She was directed through a dusty expanse. Then
after being again spun around again she was lead left and right and she lost
track of the twists and turns.
"What is this place anyway??" Vi asked Lonia.
"My last step ma wanted to raise pups. This is her puppy mill. She use to
bread the bitches and let um come to term out here. Couldn't do this close to
any neighbors. Too much noise so she bought way out here." Lonia explained.
"Great for this kind of thing... ain't it."
"What's that thing there?" Vi asked
"I made it when I had that run in with Carol. After a little time with me
and that, Carol became a my devoted servant. You saw her in school. Why she was
well broken in in no time. Here help me get this bitch ready. Back her up to
here."
Olive was backed up to something metallic that contacted her legs just
under her ass cheeks. It was cold and round like a pipe.
Two pairs of hands forced her back over the pipe and then lowered her
till her legs were the high point of her body. Each ankle was secured to
something about three feet higher than her ass and a full 6 feet apart.
Olive was horrified and panaced.
"Please p... Please I what are you doing to me.... I... Please...." she
complained and tried to persuade them to let her go.
With her hands cuffed behind it was no contest. She found her self
positioned like an inverted letter "Y". Then the blindfold was removed and she
saw the world up side down. Their were a long row of metal cages set in
concrete walls. At the end of the row was a concrete fence.
She looked up the two pairs of legs and then piered past her pubic bone
to see her open crack and the two girls looking up inside her.
"Please let me down I... I'll be good... I promise I'll..."
"O I told you to shut the fuck up till I gave you permission to talk.
Then too you were slow to lick my twat... OK now you really piss me off so I'll
just see.... Where did I put that shit..." Lonia informed the helpless captive.
She looked into a couple of indentations in the wall and finally she found the
little red bottle.
She shook it and piered into the dark interior of the glass. She went
over to a wall tap and added a small amount of water to the bottle. She again
shook it with the added liquid.
"Shit is dried out. Hope I didn't dilute it too much. I know it worked
like a charm on Carol when I bought it last winter or so." Lonia explained as
she advanced on poor Olives privates shaking the bottle vigorously.
"What is that shit?" Vi demanded.
Lonia showed it to her and Vi commenced to giggling.
"You are going to use..." Vi began but Loria covered her mouth so that
Olive did not make out what the 'shit' was.
Olive looked up pleadingly at the giggling girls but Lonia shook the
bottle and carefully dropped two droups of the liquid on Olives small pink
button.
Nothing happened for a second and Lonia started to direct the bottle over
the target again.
Suddenly **FLAMES*** seemed to erupt on Olives poor little sex bud.
She thought she would lose her mind... she commenced to screaming and
attempting to get her hands to rub the affected area...
Lonia took Violet around the isle in the cages. Once they had left the
area of noise they began:
"Shit really gets to um. Don't it. Lets go look over your new stuff while
she comes to term with it." Lonia decided.
"What in that shit... Here let me see the bottle... (HOT SAUCE was still
readable after it's time outdoors.) That really all it is?" Vi exclaimed. "From
the reaction you got, it couldn't have been better if we set fire to the little
thing."
"Yep... I give her another ten or so minutes and she will be eating pussy
with the best of um" Lonia explained. "Let's go see that new punk outfit you
bought."
The girls went to the car and looked over the new purchases. Then they
returned to the suffering older woman. She was totally out of it.
More to come..........
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