Rod Harden - Sharae and Melissa

“Knock it off!” Joe hollered, smashing his fist across her face. The blow stunned her and blurred her vision. She lay still as Joe raped her while silent tears slid down her battered face as she endured the attack. She tried to picture herself in a happy place, a place where she was free of such torture, a place she probably would never see again.

Joe woke up to the sound of his cell phone ringing. He noticed the clock read 10:00. He'd slept later than he planned to.

“Hello,” he said into the tiny mike of the cell phone.

“I've been calling you all morning, dear. Finally decided to try your cell number."

“Megan?” Joe's mind raced. What could she want? Why was she trying to track him down?

“Yes, love,” she cooed. “Your phone just rings and rings. The machine doesn't even pick up. Where are you?"

“I'm, um, out. Busy. You know."

“Your brother's out of town this weekend you know.” She sighed meaningfully. “I get so lonely when he's out. Lonely and horny, baby."

As she spoke, an evil grin formed on Joe's face. “Look, Megan, you know I've always turned you down before."

“I know, sweetie, but you can't blame a girl for trying, can you?"

“But what I was going to say is… I might be interested this time."

There was silence on the other end.

“Hello? Megan? You still there?” he said.

“Yeah, I'm here. I'm just surprised, is all."

“You still want me to come and keep you company, don't you?"

“Of course."

“I mean I'd hate to think you've just been teasing me all this time."

“No! I–I'm just surprised, like I said."

“Well, give me about an hour to finish up something. Then I'll be over. You won't be disappointed, babe."

“Okay, Joe. I'll be waiting for you."

He turned off the phone and laughed out loud. “Yes!” He glanced toward the corner of the room. Melissa was asleep in her cramped cage. He wondered how she could manage to sleep like that, but figured it was from sheer exhaustion. He strolled over to the cage and kicked her through the bars. Startled, she jerked her head, almost smashing it against the bars behind her. She moaned weakly through the gag still wedged deeply in her mouth.

“Wake up, bitch!” he said. “I gotta go someplace, but I want a blow job first."

Melissa groaned, pulling feebly at the leather cuffs and chains securing her. Joe punched in a number on his phone as he unlocked the cage. Soon he heard a familiar voice at the other end.

“Hey, Preston!” he said. “How ya doin'? I hope you're not real busy right now, ‘cause an opportunity has presented itself.” He went on to mention the phone call from Megan and his agreeing to her come-on. “I was thinking you could come with me, and we could snatch that bitch right then and there. At her own invitation, yet!” He laughed as he pictured his sister-in-law's face as they bound her for transport.

“Um…” Preston hesitated on the other end. “I don't think the buyer I found for her is ready yet, but…” He stopped to think a bit more. “Okay, sure, Joe. It'll just give me a little more time to break her in."

“Great!” said Joe. He made arrangements to meet Preston at Megan's house, then hung up.

His laugh turned to a sneer as he opened the end of the tiny cage and pulled the helpless girl out of it. He removed her gag and she immediately made noises as if trying to speak, but couldn't manage a single coherent word. Joe pulled her to her knees, then slapped her and pinched her nipples with both hands. “Shut up, slut. You don't have permission to speak."

He unzipped his pants, pulled out his cock and shoved it roughly into her mouth. He thrust himself deeply down her throat as she choked and retched. Soon he grunted and began spurting his hot cum in her mouth and all over her face. When he released his grip on her, Melissa collapsed on the floor, still sputtering and trying to catch her breath.

“Please,” she finally said in a hoarse whisper. “You don't have to treat me like this. I'll behave, I promise. I'll do whatever you want."

“Oh no, you don't,” he said. “You're not going to get me to lower my guard."

“But I-"

She didn't have a chance to finish what she was saying as Joe grabbed her head and forced the gag back into her mouth. In no time, she was crammed back inside the cage, sobbing. “Quit your whining and relax, bitch,” said Joe. “And I'd advise you to get some more sleep. I have a feeling I'm gonna have a lot to celebrate this evening.” He turned and strode from the room. After pulling on his jacket, he unlocked a drawer in his study and retrieved his handgun. He casually checked the clip, then slipped it into his jacket pocket.

Before Preston left to meet Joe, he called Angel and Sharae into the bedroom. Both women wore French maid's outfits as Sharae learned her chores from Angel.

“I have to run an errand now, girls,” he said. “While I'm gone you two should spend some time getting over any jealousies that might still be lingering.” He looked meaningfully at Angel. “A little… forced intimacy might be just the ticket."

Without another word, he grabbed Angel, removed her cuffs and bound her arms tightly behind her. He tied Sharae the same way then had them lie on the bed, where he proceeded to frog-tie their legs, ankles to thighs. As they adjusted to their bonds, he retrieved some items from a dresser drawer.

He set the items on the bed in front of Sharae. “Do you know what these are for?” Sharae studied them for a moment. They were obviously gags with penis-shaped mouth plugs, but each also had a long dildo projecting from the other end. Sharae suspected how they might be used, but shook her head. “No, Master, I don't.” Preston looked at Angel, nodding for her to explain it.

“The plug goes in your mouth as usual,” she said. “And the other side can be used for just about anything a regular dildo is used for."

“While it's strapped on my mouth?” asked Sharae.

Angel nodded.

Chuckling, Preston took one of the gags and shoved the plug into Sharae's mouth. He buckled the strap tight, then repeated the process with Angel. He turned Angel around so she lay in the opposite direction as Sharae.

Spreading Sharae's legs, he pressed Angel's head between them, guiding the large dildo projecting from her mouth toward Sharae's cunt. The fake penis slid in easily, as Sharae was juiced up nicely in anticipation. He took a short length of chain and attached it to Angel's collar, then passed it between Sharae's legs and fastened the other end to the back of Sharae's belt. He tested Angel's range of motion, pushing and pulling her head, and adjusted the chain until it was just short enough to prevent her from pulling the dildo completely out of Sharae's pussy.

During the whole process, Sharae moaned and squirmed as she was filled and toyed with. Her moans became groans, though, when Preston turned his attention to her. Soon, she was chained with her head between Angel's frog-tied legs, and the dildo attached to her gag penetrating Angel.

Preston then took a pair of clamps and attached one end to Angel and the other to Sharae. The chain connecting the clamps had some slack, but not much. A second pair of clamps soon connected the girls by the other nipples.

Satisfied, Preston stood and slapped both girls on the ass. They squealed and writhed in their mutual bondage. “That should hold you while I'm gone,” he grinned. “Oh yes, one last thing. Try biting down on your plugs, girls.” Both did so, only to find that it made the attached dildo vibrate. This was a new modification Angel wasn't aware of. Again they squealed in horror and delight at the sensations. The vibration stopped after a few seconds.