Paul Gable - Mother in bondage

"Mmmmmm! Good and smooth." George said, smiling broadly and revealing a long, thick row of white teeth that contrasted with his coal black skin. The powerful muscles in his thick arms and broad chest rippled with excitement as Glenda groaned under the professor's sensuous massage.

"Good to tenderize the meat first," Sam said, walking over to one of the racks and pulling out a riding crop and throwing it over to George.

The other men broke out into smiles as Sam pulled out three riding whips and threw them out onto the floor. Some of the men bent down and picked them up, moving into the space between the two terrified women.

"Come on, guys. Let's play," Sid said, raising the riding crop over Glenda's well-rounded butt, then bringing it down hard against her tender flesh.

"Ohhhhhh!" the brunette cried out as she felt it slice into her skin.

The welts that were there from the night before stung even more savagely as the big man started to work over her quivering butt-flesh with the crop. Soon the basement was filled with the shrieks and moans of the agonized, hysterical women. They lay side by side on those couches that were getting wetter and wetter from the sweat that poured from their tortured bodies. Glenda suffered through the big black man's attacks.

"Okay!" one of the men said as sweat poured down from his forehead.

Reaching down, he opened his flap on his jockeys and let his long, gleaming black dick slip out and jerk in the air. A long, throbbing vein ran down the underside of that cock and pulsed threateningly as Alana looked over her shoulder and shrieked wildly.

"No! Noooooo!" Alana howled as George sank his big fingers into the plump cheeks of the moaning girl. He pulled them apart and slid his hands slowly up and down the girl's ass-crack.

"Don't! Don't, you animal!" Glenda screamed, twisting her body savagely on the couch and pulling at the metal rings. She watched the big black man kneel and slide his shiny ebony cocktip between Alana's reddened butt-cheeks.

"MAMA! MAMA! Oh God, noooo! Noooooo!" the girl cried out as her eyes popped open in horror. Alana writhed on the couch, flinging her head back as she felt George's cockhead press hard against her virgin asshole.

"You – YOU ANIMALS!" Glenda cried out, finally breaking down and sobbing as she saw the professor's black dickhead disappear. It pushed back the puckered lips of the young girl's shit-chute, slipping past them and sinking quickly into her bowels.

"Ohhhhhh, Mama! He's killing me! Ahhhhrrrr! It's killing me! Don't let him – hhhhrrrroooowwww!" Alana screeched as the thick cock-shaft sank deeper and deeper into the girl's ass.

Glenda's daughter kept on screaming with pain and humiliation as the big black man forced his prick into her shithole. Glenda closed her eyes, then opened them when she heard George grunting like a rutting bull. His thick black dickroot was pressed against Alana's butt-cheeks now, and he was starting to fuck her vigorously. The girl's screams were somewhat diminished. She moaned and sobbed as the squishy sounds of the black man's fucking cock filled the room.

"Gonna cum! Gonna cum!" George grunted as he lay on top of Alana, pressing her into the couch. His big black body almost completely covered the groaning girl as his muscular asscheeks hunched up, then slammed down regularly in the air.

"Noooooooooo," Alana moaned as George's humping increased in speed and intensity.

At the same time he slid his hands forward and under her belly, pushing them up until he was clutching her titties. He started squeezing the soft flesh rhythmically as his ass-fucking grew into a frantic pace. Alana moaned and begged for him to cum and get it over with.

"Cumming!" George grunted as his eyeballs rolled.

The other men watched with interest as his black thighs quivered, then hunched against Alana's asscheeks. The girl yelped and howled as his bubbling spunk flooded her bowels.

Glenda felt her stomach churn as she saw George thrash against her stepdaughter. The girl was violated in a way she'd never dreamed of. To be degraded like this, and in public! Glenda was sure that this would be a scar Alana would carry with her all the way to the grave.

As George continued to grunt while he pulled his cum-slickened dick out of Alana's ass, Glenda begun to wonder if the two of them would ever get out of there. There was still the two hundred fifty thousand stashed in her home. But no one seemed particularly concerned over that. It was something that puzzled Glenda.

Glenda watched in horror as two other men slipped their cocks into Alana's violated butt. They fucked the girl wildly, not caring how much she begged and pleaded with them to stop. Some of them were friends and neighbors of the family, men Glenda would never have believed were capable of this kind of savage. How they must have been saving up for this for months.

Finally, it seemed to be over for Alana. Cum oozed freely out of the moaning girl's shitter and trickled down her welt-covered asscheeks as she sank into a state of shocked semi-consciousness.

Glenda realized with growing terror that they were going to turn their attentions on her next.

"What do you want? I swear I'll get it for you, if you only tell me what you want," Glenda cried as Sam yanked her up to a standing position.

While Alana moaned half-conscious, her buttocks streaked with livid welts and splotches from the riding crops and whips, Glenda was pushed down to the hard floor of the basement.

"We'll get anything we want from you," Sam said.

Then he was interrupted by the sound of footsteps in the room above. He climbed the ladder quickly and pushed up the top. The other man who had counted the bills was there, crouching down on his haunches and whispering: "[missing text] something to suck, you whore. Where's the rest of the cash?" Sam asked, looking down at Glenda.

"You're kidding! You think I'm going to tell you that after what just did? Go to hell!" Glenda said bitterly.

"Your lawyer doesn't know where you put it. You'll never get out of here unless you talk," Sam said, climbing back down the ladder.

"You let her go. Then we'll have a fair exchange. The money for me," Glenda offered.

"No deal. Nobody holds me over a barrel," Sam said in a gruff voice.

"Hey, I didn't know this was some kind of kidnap thing," one of the men suddenly wailed.

"Come on, Jack," George said as he wiped some of Alana's shit off his flaccid dick. "How many girls have we taken care of here? You never complained when they 'disappeared' later. What's the difference now?"

"It just doesn't seem right," the other man said a little nervously.

"Whatever Sam and his buddies are into is their business. Just as long as they bring us the action. What they do on the side is their affair."

Glenda watched hopelessly as Sam scurried up the ladder and disappeared. Two men walked up to Alana and rubbed their stiffened pricks in her hair, groaning as they jacked off quickly.

Big, sloppy gobs of cum clung to the girl's hair as she groaned with disgust.

The big black man laughed, fingering his long prong as another man, about fifty and pot-bellied, climbed onto the couch and stuck his nubby dick into the girl's asshole.

Glenda couldn't believe this was happening. It was like witnessing some kind of grotesque sexual Disneyland. Anything went in this basement. And what would happen to them later? No one wanted to talk about it. But something told Glenda that unless she and her stepdaughter could escape or be rescued, they'd never be seen alive by anyone except these men again.

"There you go, boy," Glenda heard Sam say several minutes after he'd disappeared. The brunette turned her head and saw a big German shepherd scrambling down the ladder.