Donna Allen - Raped whipped mom

They all went to the living room.

Joanna brought out the dildo and the harness and she had Emmylou help her strap it on.

Emmylou couldn't keep her eyes off the rubber cock. She quivered with anticipation. It looked so thick and hard, she was a little afraid of it. Had Joanna really fucked her mother in the ass with it?

Paula stood off to one side and watched them. She remembered the feel of that dildo sliding in and out of her ass. It was horrible that Joanna would now fuck Emmylou's pussy with that thing.

When Joanna was satisfied the dildo was on right, she had Emmylou kneel on one of the easy chairs.

"Get some corn oil," Joanna said to Paula. "She's got a tight little pussy and I don't want her to scream too much."

Paula went for the corn oil. She wished Joanna cared as much about her as she seemed to care about Emmylou.

When Paula returned with the corn oil, Joanna poured some on her fingers and spread it over Emmylou's pussy.

Paula stood behind her daughter and she found herself stimulated by the sight of Emmylou's cunt bulging like a luscious fig.

She almost wished she could fuck Emmylou herself. Then she realized with a shock what she was thinking and she stepped back with a quiver.

Joanna wasted no time once she had the girl's pussy sufficiently lubricated. She positioned herself behind the teenager's upraised ass and used her hand to fit the head of the rubber cock in Emmylou's cunthole.

Emmylou moaned, Joanna jerked her hips forward and then forward again, and suddenly a sharp cry came out of Emmylou's throat as her cherry said goodbye.

The corn oil worked wonders. The teenager's cuntchannel was slippery and easy to fuck and Joanna started a slow pistoning of the dildo in and out of the girl's freshly opened fuckhole.

Her face flushed and sweaty, Emmylou rolled her eyes and moaned each time Joanna hit bottom. It felt heavenly. The girl couldn't imagine cock could feel better. She came twice before the brunette finally pulled the dildo out and unstrapped the harness.

When Emmylou tried to climb down from the chair, Joanna stopped her. "Just hold still, honey. We're not finished yet. Get your pretty ass in the air again."

Emmylou once more lowered her head and shoulders to the back of the chair and raised her ass.

Joanna smiled and ran her hands over the teenager's creamy asscheeks.

She tickled the girl's asshole and then worked her fingers inside Emmylou's recently fucked pussy.

"You all watch this," Joanna said.

As Frankie and Vic and Paula watched, Joanna gnarled all the fingers of her right hand together and slowly forced them into Emmylou's cunthole.

Inch by inch Joanna's hand squeezed inside the girl's fuckhole. When she reached the widest part of her hand, she turned her hand from side to side until it gradually disappeared inside Emmylou's cunt-channel.

A moment later Joanna had all of her hand up to her wrist inside Emmylou's cunt.

"All of it," Joanna exulted. "I've got my whole damn hand in there!"

Emmylou thought she would faint with pleasure. Her cunt was stretched to the maximum and the feel of Joanna's hand in there was exquisite.

Joanna's fingers were turning and twisting and touching places that neither the dildo nor any cock could ever touch.

The teenager started coming again, and this time the orgasms came one after the other as Joanna's wrist rasped against her swollen clit.

When the fistfuck was finally over, Emmylou collapsed on the easy chair in a heap. Joanna slowly withdrew her hand, popped it out of the girl's gaping cunthole and ordered Paula to lick it clean.

Paula was in a daze as she moved forward to do Joanna's bidding. She couldn't believe what she'd just witnessed. But the evidence was there on Joanna's hand, Emmylou's cuntjuice and even some of her blood glistening on Joanna's fingers and wrist.

Paula started licking. She licked Joanna's fingers and palm and wrist. She licked until the brunette's hand was completely clean and then she took each of Joanna's fingers inside her mouth and gave it a final suck.

"Your tongue turns me on," Joanna snickered. "Come on to the bathroom, dearie. There'll be something else to clean."

Joanna took hold of the chains attached to Paula's tits and led her out of the room. At the door, Paula turned and looked at Emmylou. She was up and around now and the men were getting ready to fuck her pussy.

She looks happy, Paula thought. Emmylou looked as happy as a bird.

Paula tried to escape.

She was in the kitchen alone early the next morning, and she decided to make a break for it through the back door.

After spending the night on the floor in the basement she was tired as hell, but she told herself she had to get away.

She couldn't take it any more. No matter what happened, she had to try to escape from them.

They were all in the dining room eating breakfast when she slipped through the backdoor and started running.

She did not know where to go.

She was also wearing nothing except a pair of panties and she realized that maybe the idea was crazy.

Instead of running up to the highway, she ran down towards the lake. She reasoned she had more places to hide down there.

It didn't make any difference one way or the other. Vic and Frankie came after her, and within ten minutes they had her pinned on the ground and captured like a runaway dog.

They dragged her back to the house and of course Joanna was in a fury.

"Damn filthy slut!" Joanna snapped, and her hand whipped out to strike Paula's face.

"She oughta be branded," Frankie snickered.

"Why did you do it?" Joanna said.

Paula wailed. "Because you're all horrible, that's why! I can't take it any more!"

"We'll see what you can take, bitch. By the time I'm through with you, you'll think what you had before was a picnic."

They bent her over a chair and tied her up so she couldn't move. Once again Joanna whipped her, but this time the brunette used a thin strap that hurt like hell and made vicious welts on Paula's bare body.

After the whipping, they pushed her into the tub in the downstairs bathroom.

She knew something awful would happen now. She could tell by the way they snickered at each other.

Even Emmylou seemed expectant. The girl hadn't said anything to her mother about the attempted escape, but Paula could tell Emmylou didn't approve.

She's on their side, Paula thought. These evil people had thoroughly corrupted her daughter.

Her eyes fiery, Joanna looked down at Paula cringing in the bathtub. "You'll never forget this, honey. Just wait and see if I'm not right."

The brunette stepped aside and Frankie chuckled as he took her place.

He unzipped his fly and brought his cock out and started pissing.

Paula groaned as, his hot piss rained down on her defenseless body.

He whipped his prick from side to side, making sure he covered her with piss from head to toe.

When Frankie was finished, he stepped back and Vic took his place.

Vic pissed on her the same way Frankie had, and now she was drenched in piss and completely overcome by the horror of what was happening to her.

After Vic it was Emmylou's turn.

Paula couldn't believe that her own daughter would do such a thing to her, but Emmylou calmly stepped into the tub and squatted over Paula's face and let loose a gush of piss on Paula's head.

Joanna had made sure the stopper was in the drain, and there was now enough piss so that Paula was almost swimming in it.

The stink was awful. She'd given up struggling, and she lay there now moaning and praying it would somehow end.

But it wasn't, time for the end yet. It was Joanna's turn now, and when the brunette squatted over Paula's face she gave Paula much more than Paula expected.