Donna Allen - Family raped and ravaged

He continued stroking his cock as he watched Mabel move around the room. She noticed his eyes on her, and she teased him about it. She found her shoes and put them on, knowing what her husband liked. The judge was obviously turned on even more, seeing her wearing nothing but her high heels. Mabel smiled at him and deliberately stroked her ass.

"You'll get some of this later, darling."

Ellen's nipples were swollen from all the abuse she'd received from Mabel. Mabel came over to her with the pliers first. Mabel's face was expressionless as she took one of Ellen's nipples between the jaws of the pliers and squeezed. Ellen screamed. Mabel released the nipple and looked at it. Then she moved the pliers to the other nipple and did the same thing. Ellen screamed again, begging her to stop this time. The pain was unbearable, but Mabel liked the screaming and she tortured both nipples again, with the pliers.

The pliers were a marvelous tool. She always was able to turn her slaves inside out with the pliers. She finally put the pliers down, before Ellen passed out. She then picked up the clips. Their springs were quite strong. She put a clip on each of Ellen's nipples, and tested them to make sure that they were grabbing her nipples firmly. Ellen was in constant agony and sobbed incoherently.

Mabel picked up the pliers again, this time using them down below. She grabbed one of Ellen's cunt lips with the pliers and pinched it brutally. The judge continued frigging his cock and mow Mabel was frigging herself as well. Ellen's pain was turning her on. When she pinched the lower parts of Ellen's tits with the pliers, Ellen started pissing on herself. Her warm piss ran down the insides of her legs, making both of the Vernons laugh at her. Mabel taunted Ellen about pissing all over herself.

Finally Ellen was unchained and bent over a chair. Mabel went to the drawers again, and brought out a ten-inch dildo with straps attached to it. She strapped the dildo on and moved behind Ellen's ass. She patted Ellen's raised butt and teased her about the marks on her ass. She played with Ellen's ass hole, stretching it with her fingers and churning her fingers around inside.

Mabel then pushed the dildo inside of Ellen's gaping ass hole, watching it carefully as it slid into the bound woman. She enjoyed herself as she fucked the dildo up Ellen's ass. She showed Ellen no mercy, shoving the dildo all of the way in, fucking all ten inches of the hard rubber up Ellen's shitter. The judge was extremely excited as he watched the scene going on in front of him. He got up and moved behind his wife to fondle her ass. He pushed two fingers inside her ass hole and fucked the fingers in and out of her, frigging his cock with his free hand as he did so.

Before long, he made a croaking sound, and came all over Mabel's white ass. Mabel continued fucking Ellen, until she too had an orgasm. After that, Ellen was pushed off the chair. She then had to get between their legs, one after the other, and drink their piss. She did the judge first. He took a long piss in her mouth. She was good at it by now and not a drop escaped her mouth. When it was finished, and she moved to Mabel.

Ellen told herself she'd rather drink their piss than be tortured by them. Mabel moved her legs apart and Ellen maneuvered her mouth under Mabel's cunt. Mabel mewled and started pissing while Ellen swallowed it all. She missed nothing this time either, gulping the woman's hot piss down her throat.

Just as Mabel finished, the phone rang. Mabel went to answer it. The judge, in the meantime, made Ellen get her mouth around his cock again. Mabel told the judge that there was trouble. The judge looked down at Ellen's mouth as she sucked on his cock.

"What trouble?"

Mabel explained that the call was from one of Vic Benson's people. Ellen's daughter had escaped, and gone to the police. The police were evidently on their way to the Vernon home. Then suddenly there was shouting and banging on the front door, and both Mabel and the judge groaned in dismay.

The police had arrived! Ellen sobbed as she realized Cindy had saved her!

I'm just a little harem girl, Ellen thought with a smile.

Nearly a month had passed, since she'd been returned to her family. She was in her bedroom, getting ready for Phil. She was brushing her hair as she stood before the full-length mirror. When she finished with her hair, she perfumed her tits and cunt muff. She was wearing a garter belt and stockings. Since she was rescued, she always dressed for sex. She stepped into the new high-heeled mules that she'd bought and quivered as she looked at herself in the mirror. She certainly did look sexy, she thought to herself.

Her marriage was now better than it had ever been, and tonight she and Cindy had special plans that she'd already hinted about to Phil. After turning away from the mirror, she slipped on a black negligee and moved back to the mirror to see the total effect. She decided that her nipples needed something, so she found the right shade of lipstick on her dressing table, and colored her nipples, not too much, but just enough to make them stand out a little more.

She still had the rings through her cunt lips. She had talked to Phil about it, and they had agreed that she would leave them there to remind her of the things that she had gone through, when she had been kidnaped. She pulled the negligee aside to look at her ass in the mirror. It looked luscious with the black garter belt framing it out, and her dark nylons covering her shapely legs. Phil had always liked her ass and legs.

The door opened, and Phil came in. He grinned when he saw what she was wearing.

"Ooooo, there's a sexy woman in my bedroom."

He was wearing a robe and kissed her. He slipped out of his robe and stretched out on the bed, with only his Jockey shorts to cover him. Ellen continued her preening in front of the mirror. She put fresh lipstick on her lips, wanting to delay things just a bit to tease him. They would both get worked up, if they waited. She wondered what he thought about, when he looked at her these days as she had changed so much.

In the past, she would never have done what she was doing now, standing in front of him in her stockings and her bare ass almost in his face. All of the marks that she had gotten from the whips, belts, and canes, were gone now. She had a creamy white ass and smooth thighs again. Her shapely legs were made even shapelier, by the high-heeled mules and encased in the dark stockings.

They talked about trivial things and she was delighted that they finally had a good sex life together. She never thought about religion anymore, and she wasn't sorry about that.

Phil growled at her. He wanted her on the bed. She smiled and went to him. He opened the belt of her negligee to expose her huge tits. She leaned over him, her tits hanging down in his face. He fondled her tits, his fingers pulling at her nipples. He smiled as he looked down at her garter belt and nylons, which framed her bush.

"Now that's what I call table pussy. It's good enough to eat," he said, smiling at her.

"Mmmmm. Ripe and juicy, just for you, sweetheart," she purred.

She saw the bulge of his hard cock in his Jockey shorts. It reminded her of all the pain and all the degradation that she'd been put through. If that terrible time had succeeded in making her into a real woman, then maybe it was all worth it after all, she thought to herself.

Phil pulled at one of her tits, and she lowered it down to his mouth. A thrill shot through her as he suckled on her nipple. She loved it when he sucked her on her nipples. He looked up and asked her if it felt good and she could only purr in response. He sucked one tit after the other, his hands molding them, and hefting their weight. She hovered over him, her tits hanging down like a pair of ripe melons.