Donna Allen: Raped whipped mom

Vic finally hit bottom, his balls slapping against Paula's cuntlips. He socked his prick inside her shitter, squirmed his hips from side to side to get the last fraction of an inch inside the tight hot grip of her bung.

Emmylou's mouth hung open as she watched him pull back. His huge cock came out of her mother's ass slowly and steadily until finally the flared rim of his big cockhead was stretching the elastic ring of her asshole.

He did it, Emmylou thought.

Her mother was not dead.

Paula had taken that big fat cock up her ass and she looked very much alive.

Then Vic was fucking her, slowly ramming his cock in and out of Paula's gaping asshole, sliding his big prick in and out of the depths of her shitter.

He roared like a lion when he came. He threw his head back and bellowed as his hot load of cum spurted into Paula's shit-tube.

He finished fucking her. When his cock came out, it made a sucking sound as it pulled free of Paula's oozing asshole.

Emmylou was certain she would never see anything more exciting than that huge cock coming out of her mother's violated asshole.

Joanna came over to Emmylou now. The brunette grabbed the teenager by her neck and pushed her forward towards the two men.

"Suck them clean," Joanna said. "Get a taste of your mother's ass, honey."

The girl blanched. She closed her eyes as she moved forward, unable to believe what was happening.

But there they were, two cocks dangling like sausages, still half-hard and glistening with cockjuice and jism and saliva and traces of shit and oil from her mother's ass.

Emmylou knelt before them as though she were praying. She took their cocks in her small hands and began licking, first one cock and then the other, licking and sucking to get them clean.

She tasted everything, the jism and the shit and the hot juices out of her mother's ass.

She knew she would never be the same again. From now on fucking and sucking would mean something else to her. From now on she knew what it was she would crave.

Frankie and Vic led Emmylou out of the room and Paula found herself alone with Joanna.

The brunette walked over to Paula with a mocking smile. "Now it's just you and me, honey."

Paula backed away. "How can you be so cruel?"

Joanna laughed. "Don't be silly, bitch, I haven't even started yet. The important thing now is that you know what you are. Do you know what you are?"

"I don't know what you mean."

"You're my slave, honey, that's what you are. Who's calling the shots around here?"

"You are."

"That's right." Joanna's palm suddenly whipped across Paula's face. "You're my little slave, aren't you?"

"Yes," Paula whimpered.

"Maybe we ought to prove it. It's too easy to say it and not mean it. Come into the bathroom, bitch. I'm going to show you what you are."

Paula was still chained, and she had to shuffle as she moved into the bathroom.

Joanna walked behind her, chuckling and prodding Paula's ass with the handle of the whip.

"In the bathtub," Joanna said. "Lie down and get comfortable, honey, right there on the bottom of the tub."

Paula had no idea what Joanna intended to do, but she knew that if she did not cooperate she would be whipped or even worse.

She was afraid of Joanna. The brunette was evil and unpredictable and she seemed capable of anything, even murder. Paula stretched out on her back in the empty bathtub.

Joanna smiled at her and climbed into the tub to stand with her legs on either side of Paula's hips.

Holding the whip in one hand, the brunette ran her fingers through the bush of dark hair covering her cunt mound.

"Do you like my pussy, honey?"

"I'm not a lesbian."

"I didn't ask you that, slut, I asked you if you like my pussy."

Paula began crying. "I don't know what you want from me."

"Say you like my pussy."

"All right, I like your pussy."

"Then look at it. Come on, look right at it and watch what happens."

Paula looked. She watched as Joanna slowly spread her cuntlips apart with her fingers. A moment later a thick stream of hot piss gushed out of Joanna's cunt and splashed down on Paula's body.

The blonde tried to crawl out of the tub, but the whip came down on her tits and she screamed at the pain.

It was hopeless. There was no way she could escape. She finally slumped there in the bottom of the tub, her eyes closed, cringing as Joanna continued pissing on her.

When Joanna finished pissing, she smiled down at Paula. "Now you know who's the boss, don't you, honey? Now you understand what I mean?"

"Yes," Paula wailed.

"Lick it, baby. Lick my pussy clean."

Paula sat up, her eyes closed, her tongue extended. Joanna moved forward, pushed her cunt against the blonde's mouth and Paula began licking.

She licked up and down, cleaning up the residue of piss off the brunette's cuntmeat.

Then Joanna turned around and spread her asscheeks with both hands. "Here, too," Joanna said. "Do my asshole, honey. Get it nice and clean, too."

Once again Paula licked. She was helpless. She knew she had to do whatever Joanna wanted. No matter how awful it was, she had to do it.

She ran her tongue up and down over the brunette's dark puckered asshole. She swabbed Joanna's asscrack with her tongue, leaving it wet with her saliva.

"That's good," Joanna grunted. "Lay that tongue in there, honey. Stick it inside and let me feel it."

Paula obeyed. She stiffened her tongue and drilled it inside Joanna's elastic shithole.

The horror of what she was doing made the blonde quake with disgust.

I hope God strikes them all dead, Paula thought.

In the meantime she was in Joanna's clutches and her tongue was deep inside Joanna's ass.

Joanna mewled with pleasure and pushed her ass at Paula's face. Finally the brunette pulled her ass away and turned around.

"Now suck my clit," Joanna said. "Get me off and do a good job of it."

Paula groaned and clamped her lips over the brunette's large clit. She sucked hard, instinctively moving her head from side to side to give the brunette the stimulation she wanted. Paula hoped she'd have some peace awhile if she could give Joanna a quick climax.

But Joanna took her time coming. When at last she began hunching her cunt against Paula's face, the blonde's tongue and jaws were aching with fatigue.

Joanna was aware of it. She smiled down at Paula, grinding her cunt against the blonde's mouth as she came. At the end of the orgasm, the brunette gave a final wiggle and rubbed her dripping cuntjuice over Paula's nose.

"Okay," Joanna said, "get out of here now and get on the bed. I'm not finished with you yet, not by a long shot."

"Won't you let me wash? I'm covered with…"

"My piss?"

"Yes."

"That's your cologne, honey. You better get used to it, because that's the way it's going to be."

"You're evil."

"You bet I am, and I'm going to enjoy you right down to your pretty toes."

When they were back in the bedroom, Joanna made Paula kneel on the bed with her ass in the air.

Paula waited, wondering what the brunette had in store for her. She heard Joanna rummaging in the cardboard box. Curious, Paula looked over her shoulder.

Joanna was strapping something around her waist. Paula gasped when she recognized it was a dildo.

The rubber cock was a good ten inches long and dangled menacingly from Joanna's crotch.

Joanna saw the blonde's glance and smiled. "Ever had one of these used on you, honey?"

"No!"

"Well, you've got some learning to do, don't you?"

Paula groaned. She buried her head in her arms and waited for Joanna.

At last the brunette moved behind Paula's ass. She ran her fingernails over the blonde's ivory asscheeks.