Paul Gable - A mother enslaved

"Your daughter's having trouble, especially now with the dildo gone from her. You can help her out… real nice now, Mom, by eating her out!"

"No! You're sick… you're… you're…"

But Lydia couldn't fight the incredible force and will bending her to the floor. Max was pushing her forward, forcing her to her knees and dropping her in front of her writhing, bouncing daughter. Shari was too far gone at this point to know what was happening before her.

Lydia still couldn't believe the man was telling her to do this! She let out a groan as he hit her on the back of the skull, then pushed her face forward. Her mouth was wide open, even with Shari's gaping red cunt-gash. She could see the slick cunt-meat, the juice frothing around the edges of her daughter's hole. Oh yes, yes! There was no doubt Shari was highly aroused. Lydia could see the thumb-like clit sticking straight out from the surrounding moist pink flesh, jerking at times with the delight obviously racing through her mind.

Again Max bit her, this time pushing her face forward. There was nothing the mother could do. Lydia covered her face, her eyes staring at the reddened pussy-gash. A heavy dripping of colorless froth continued to seep from the hot cunt. Taking a deep breath, Lydia sank her face into the creaming hole, feeling the heat singe her cheeks. Her tongue stabbed straight in, filling the blistering cunt. She heard her daughter squealing above her; felt the beating of the teen's legs as Shari acknowledged the delicious sensation of having something in her pussy once more.

"Ahhhhhh!"

Blasts of overpowering sensation shot through the teen repeatedly as her mother writhed and pushed her tongue all the way into her cunt. And Lydia wasn't content just to suck. Turned on by her daughter's cries and the hot, pungent smell of that convulsing cunt, the woman reached up and pushed two fingers into Shari's pussy.

That was all the young teen needed to cum again. She felt climax roar through her, taking her breath away while her clit throbbed and beat an exotic rhythm against Lydia's wriggling tongue. Ohhh, how good it was feeling that mouth sucking on her pussy, that tongue moving hungrily back and forth, slurping up her flowing hot juices as she came and came and came!

The harsh tugging of her arms against the bar added to her delight. The fucking of the dildo, the biting electricity, her mother's mouth all combined to make this the best cum ever! Shari laughed hysterically, throwing back her head while rolling her hips up and burying her mother's face in her hot cunt.

The strain was becoming too much for Shari. There was a dull fuzziness settling into her brain, becoming darker and darker while all she could think of was the sharp delicious aches throbbing through her cunt. She gasped, barely able to breathe as another series of delightful spasms rocked through her pussy. She was riding her mother's face, jerking up and down with delight and squealing at the biting, sparking jolts racing through her body. Ohhhh, she wished this would never, ever end!

"So. Like mother, like daughter. A whole damned family of perverts, like this one," Max said with a laugh, motioning to Bobby. "It's luck that's drawn us together. Just plain, dumb luck. It's real good this way."

Lydia stared with hated, squirming against the black latex suit Max had fitted over her naked body. As the final degradation, he had pissed into the thing, wetting the rubber with his urine before he and Bobby had fitted the squirming woman with it. She now felt the slick sliding of the piss-slicked latex against her flesh.

How she wanted to peel the thing from her body and run from this horrid place! All thou ads, all those forbidden climaxes she had had with Max paled, it seemed, now that she was under the gaze of her daughter. Lydia felt guilty as if she had pushed Shari into this dark world even though she knew in her heart of hearts she had nothing at all to do with it.

As she lay stretched on the long table, her arms roped to the sides, she squirmed, feeling the pins gurgling against her flesh. Turning her head, Lydia saw Shari bent over in that obscene way, her wrists roped to her ankles. A long two-by-four acted as a spacer, keeping her legs spread far apart. Bobby was worming one finger into the girl's whole, making the teen's face redden. Max had long since pulled the hood from her face, wanting to see Shari's expression while his nephew finger-fucked the girl in the ass.

"Don't… don't do this to me!" Shari cried, stealing nervous glances at her bound mother.

How hideous the woman looked bound that way, her body encased in that tight-fitting rubber suit. And they had pissed into it! Yeah! Shari thought she could almost smell the excitement as she remained bent in this horrid position, enduring the fucking fingers up her shitter.

"Let's make sure the old lady remembers us, though I don't think she's gonna forget soon," Bobby said, sliding in two more fingers and twisting them around until Shari squeaked like a stuck pig. The girl staggered forward, the board chafing her legs while her arms tugged futilely at the ropes.

"Sure. The poker. Almost forgot about that one," Max said, reaching down and pulling the lower half of the latex still down until a good portion of Lydia's right thigh showed. "Whew! Sure smells with all that piss cookin' up in that rubber!"

Lydia arched her spine, rubbing her shoulderblades against the workbench as she twisted her wrists against the restraints. He pulled the suit down until her cunt was completely exposed. Jerking her head up, Lydia saw Bobby holding her daughter by the hips, his body bent over the teen's while his hips were jerking forward spasmodically.

He was fucking Shari in the ass! She could see from the reddened expression on her daughter's face that the young stud was trying to ride her down into the floor. Lydia wanted to scream out her indignation. Then the woman realized she had her own problems to worry about. Max was going to finish up on her, and finish in style.

There was a burner in front of her where the generator had been, a high flame heating the black bowl inches above it. There, hanging from one side, was the handle of what Lydia took to be the branding hon or poker they had been talking about earlier. They were going to leave their mark on her no matter what happened from here on. She twisted up, her body taut, stretched against the wood while Max turned up the flame and watched his nephew ass-fucking the teen.

Shari had caught glimpses of her mother being readied for the branding and wanted to call out to her. But now she had feelings of her own to endure. The fingers probing her asshole had been bad enough. She felt the hot, spicy sensation of a digit worming its way up her bowels, a feeling that made her clit twitter as if set afire. But then Bobby had gripped her in this obscene way, holding her tightly by the hipbones while pushing his cock-head deep into her.

Shari squawked, her ass tearing in half while the pain radiated down her thighs and made her muscles spasm. She would have collapsed to the floor if it hadn't been for the board between her ankles and Bobby's fingers propping her up. He was fucking down and deep, clawing at her, splitting her in two until she felt her belly turn over in a sickening spasm of aches. Only her mother's screams from across the room pulled her attention from her violated ass. Max was stirring the poker around the coals, heating the tip as best he could with the fire while staring at the helpless woman writhing in her bonds.

Watching Shari getting fucked in the ass had sickened Lydia. But now her own plight came into focus. The branding iron was heated now. Max was showing more and more pleasure at the sight of the reddening tip. Brandishing the iron, Max jerked it from the bawl. Lydia felt her nipples rise up once more against the piss stained rubber suit while her cunt churned at what was about to happen to her.