Chapter Three

Within another two months, just a week before her eleventh birthday on a bright summer Saturday morning, John and Brenda married. The registry office ceremony was simple and quick. The only other person at the ceremony was Fiona as the witnesses were provided by the Registry Office. Brenda's wedding outfit was white but only just, comprising a see through white blouse with a quarter cup black bra that perfectly displayed her thick nipples, a tiny white mini skirt with black suspenders and black seamed fishnet stockings that showed through the thin material of her skirt. She even wore white 5" high stilettos and the tarty contrast of black suspenders, black seamed fishnet stockings and black bra through the virginal white gave rise to more than a few stares at the registry office.

Brenda was also inebriated, but no so much to prevent her from following the words and speak them clearly enough. John had decided that they wouldn't have a honeymoon, as it was really a waste of good money and besides, they could hardly take Fiona along and to leave her behind may give her the opportunity and courage to tell someone what was happening. Now that they were married, John could get the new wills done and begin the next phase of his plan.

From the first night of being newly married John established the new house rules. Brenda and Fiona were sitting in the lounge when John came in. Brenda was still in her wedding outfit but not for long as he made her stand up and strip naked. John made Fiona remain where she was on the settee as he forced Brenda to slowly remove all her clothes and replace her stilettos. Brenda had downed quite a number of drinks since they had arrived home and thought this was the moment that John was going to consummate the marriage.

"From now on, you wear nothing but stilettos in the house. You remain naked at all times and I mean all times" and he emphasised the word "all" by gripping Brenda's cunt hair until she screamed with pain "and that means no pubic hair!"

"Whenever I walk into a room you will drop to your knees and put your hands on your head and wait for instructions!" then he punched her in the stomach and Brenda collapsed to the floor. He grabbed her by the hair and spat his words into her face.

"You will not speak unless spoken to. If I ever hear a fucking sound from you, I'll hurt Fiona!" and slapped her again with a back hander that knocked her again to the floor.

Fiona cowered as she witnessed this beating, totally afraid that what he was doing to her mother, he would also do to her. She cried out and joined her mother trying to console her in her pain. John grabbed her by her hair and pulled her away.

"As for you, you fucking little cock tease, things are going to be very different from now on" and he licked her ear as he whispered the words to her. "now sit down and don't move".

He continued to lay down the rules.

"You don't leave this house unless it's with me. You will speak to no-one without me being present. You don't answer the door unless I am here. You don't answer the house telephone or make any calls. You don't open any letters or write any. You don't shit or piss until I tell you to," and with each rule, his fist balling her hair and lifting her by it, he slapped her across her tits, alternating between left and right "do you understand me you drunken cunt !?"

"Yes Sir!" Brenda cried out in a pain filled wheezing slurred voice

"Good ! If you fail to do as I've said, I'll hurt Fiona." And he twisted her right nipple for effect.

Brenda screamed and tears of pain filled her eyes, making her mascara run so that she appeared to have panda like eyes. Her massive tits were red with the slapping they had had and her stomach ached from the punch. Yet, in her mind she convinced herself that John was doing all this to help her. She loved him and this was his way of caring for her.

"Now stand up two feet from the wall and face it in the corner" he ordered and Brenda meekly obeyed. "spread your legs and put your hands up high and wide. Now stay there and don't move until I come back. Fiona and I are going to get acquainted." Brenda did as she was told.

John then turned to Fiona and pulled her to her feet.

"It's time to start your education!" and he dragged her upstairs to the matrimonial bedroom "Don't struggle or make a sound or I will hurt your mother."

As he departed with Fiona, Brenda remained facing the wall, accepting that whatever he was going to do with Fiona was part of the way that John showed his love for her. In her drunken, confused state of mind, her daughter's welfare was not a consideration. John was only going to talk with Fiona, tell her why he was doing this to her mother and make her realise that they were deeply in love with each other. Such was the fiction that Brenda created for herself.

When John finally got Fiona into the matrimonial bedroom, he closed the door and stood her in the middle of the room, with her back to the mirrored wardrobes' Fiona was terrified with the way events were proceeding. She was crying and trembling as John, sitting on the bed, began to speak.

"From now on Fiona, you will do everything I tell you. If you don't I will hurt your mother and it will be your fault. You don't want that to happen do you?"

"No I don't but why are you doing this?" she was sobbing

"Because I can, because this is the way it will be from now on. Now strip!"

Fiona hesitated a few moments and then realised that any attempt at refusal would be pointless. She slowly pulled her top off and let it fall to the floor standing there displaying her white training bra containing her developing tits. John watched with fascination as she stripped and his cock began to harden. All these months and now his prize was there for him to unwrap. She fumbled with her skirt and slowly slipped it from her waist over her hips until it too was on the floor leaving her white cotton panties open to his gaze. She crossed her legs and covered her chest in a futile attempt at modesty.

"Take off that fucking bra!"

Fiona pleaded with him through tear streaming eyes but John was not moved towards compassion.

"Now, or I will go and hurt your mother."

Fiona moved her hands behind her back and unclipped her bra strap and removed it whilst trying to hide her budding tits with her arms.

"Arms down! Get those knickers off!" John jerked his finger at her crotch leaving Fiona with no option but to obey.

As she moved her hands and arms to hook her thumbs through her panties, John's eyes drank in her tiny succulent budding tits as they trembled on her heaving chest. Fiona removed her last article of clothing and John watched with increasing lust as her fine covering of pubic hair came into full view. Then, as if by instinct, she covered her shameful nudity by crossing her right arm across her chest and her left hand across her cunt, standing naked but for her white knee length socks and black shoes.

"Put you hands behind your back, spread your legs wide and stick out your chest!" John was practically drooling at the sight of Fiona's pubescent naked body on display before him.

She complied and soon her tiny nipples were being thrust forward and her budding tits made a lovely crescent shape. Her almost hairless cunt was pink and John swallowed at the prospect of the pleasure soon to be consumed. He savoured the delightful image of this naked child, drinking in her youth and pubescent shape both from the direct view and the reflection of her rear in the mirrors behind her. His cock was rock hard, far harder than he could ever remember it being in recent years. Fiona was trembling and her tits lightly jiggled with a life of their own.

"All of those rules you heard downstairs also apply to you, plus a few more for you to adhere to. When you are at school you will say nothing about what is happening here. If you do, you won't be believed and when I find out, I will hurt your mother, far worse than I did down stairs just now. I'll also hurt you, I'll cane you so hard you won't be able to sit down." He was staring at her tits and cunt as he spoke and Fiona couldn't look at him.

"Now get on your knees and put your hands behind your head. Then crawl on your knees over here to me!" and he indicated where she was to move to.

She knelt between his open legs and looked down at the floor. She was crying now. Huge tears flowed down her cheeks but this seemed only to turn John on even more. He groped her budding tits in his huge hands, squeezing and mauling them, as if they were putty. Then he played with her nipples before dropping his mouth to them to suck them in. He almost came in his trousers as he tasted her sweet tender buds, placing his hands in her back to pull her closer to his mouth. Fiona wailed at this assault but there was little she could do to stop him.

She felt repulsed as his right hand slid down her back and over her buttocks, squeezing them tight as he used her for his perverted desire. A finger slid all along her arse crack until it roamed over her cunt slit and then keeping her tits to his mouth, his left hand moved down over her belly to cup her virgin sex. Fiona tensed but made no reaction. She didn't know what to do or how to react, so she did nothing.

"Open your legs wider you little cunt!" he said with a mouth full of nipple and Fiona obeyed.

For what seemed an eternity, John circumnavigated her body with his hands and tasted her tits before he finally covered her lips with his and forced his tongue into her mouth. Fiona squirmed and tried to eject it but he was far too strong for her and his tongue snaked inside, delving deep. She felt him playing with her cunt and then she began to experience that strange tingling sensation of illicit pleasure she had felt that first night when he had played with her. This only compounded her confusion. Then John pulled away from her and looked deep into her eyes.

"I'm going to enjoy fucking you young lady. So I suggest you start enjoying it too. This is how it's going to be from now on." And he unzipped his trousers and pulled out his huge cock. He then pulled her to him by her hair and forced her face into his groin.

"Open your mouth and take my cock in!" and without giving her the opportunity to do so of her own accord, forced her mouth down over his cock.

He was too big for her to take in to her tiny mouth. She managed to get the bulbous circumcised head inside but then found it impossible to take more. She did nothing but remain motionless with her mouth filled with just the head of his cock.

"Suck it like you're sucking an ice lolly. Use your tongue to lick it. Get it nice and wet. Come on, you've seen your mum doing it. Copy her!" and he started to push it further in.

His hand gripped her hair and he started to bob her head up and down on his rampant tool. Fiona was gagging and spluttering as she tried to perform this oral rape to his satisfaction but she had neither the experience nor the desire to pleasure him. Slowly, her saliva coated his shaft and she found that she could slide his cock into her mouth with much more ease whilst also sucking air as she did so. Remembering what her mother did, she started to bob up and down on this massive tool and John began to breathe heavily.

"Use your tongue to lick and twirl around it when you slide it in and out." He instructed his young cock sucking slut.

John was so turned on by her virginal mouth servicing his rock hard cock that he soon found himself cumming. He had to control his excitement and prevent himself filling her mouth too quickly. He had waited months for this moment and he wanted it to last. By now he was thrusting half of his cock into her mouth and unless he pushed it down her throat, he knew she couldn't accommodate any more of his unused erection.

He allowed her to control the speed with which she sucked him off and though it could hardly be rated as a great blow job, it was one he would always remember. He had fucked young girls before but Fiona was by far the youngest. He would train her to be the best fuck he had ever had and he knew that time was on his side. He lay back on his elbows as she continued to slide her mouth along his cock, licking it with her tongue.

Fiona didn't want to risk his displeasure, fearing both for herself and her mother in the event he wasn't satisfied with what she was doing. After another ten minutes during which time John had to think of anything but this gorgeous little cunt sucking him, so as to prevent him shooting his load, he stopped her sucking him.

"Go and stand by the bed, put your hands on your head and wait there" he told her.

Fiona did as she was told and she heard John go into the en-suite bathroom. He returned carrying a large towel which he then spread on the bed.

"Take your shoes and socks off and lay down on the towel on your back and open your legs wide apart!" he ordered as he began undressing.

Moments later he was naked and laying on top of her between her legs, raised up on his elbows. Fiona was scared stiff and still sobbing. Then John took hold of his cock and positioned it at the entrance to her cunt, rubbing it up and down her slit. He was still rock hard with the intense excitement of what he was doing. Fiona was dry and as he pushed against her entrance, he found it difficult to get the head of his cock inside. But with sheer perseverance, and another determined thrust, he claimed his long waited for prize.

Fiona screamed as his cock penetrated her. She went rigid and clung to him as he buried his meat deep into her no longer virgin and still ten year old cunt, popping her hymen and taking her virginity and innocence all in that one savage thrust. Then he withdrew only to thrust it brutally back in as though to underscore his control over her. Within seconds, Fiona was screaming in agony and John was screwing her with his sole pleasure in mind.

As Fiona screamed that first scream, so forlorn and beseeching in its content, down in the lounge, though Brenda clearly heard it through her alcoholic haze, she maintained her position against the wall. Refusing to believe that John was actually fucking her daughter, she convinced herself that even if they were, it was she he loved and was doing this to Fiona to show Brenda how much he truly loved her. Fiona was merely a means to showing her that. The sound of John fucking her daughter filtered down to her ears and she could and would do nothing to intervene to stop it.

Fiona was in great pain as John took his delight from her body but the images in her mind of her mother fucking him made her try to make John think she was also enjoying it. She moaned and whimpered and forced herself to stop crying out although the tears would not stop. She pushed back at him as he thrust in, just as her mother did and John found himself unable to control himself anymore. He erupted and jetted load after load into her cunt, oblivious to the risk he was taking. He knew she had started her periods but gambled on it being ok to cum inside her. When he finally pulled out, Fiona had turned her head away so as not to look at him.

"Lick me clean you fucking little whore. Start getting used to all this." And he pushed her down to his cock.

Fiona tear stained face grimaced but fear for the consequences made her lick his cum and her blood and juices off his cock. As she did so she could feel his sperm bubble from her cunt and drip down onto the towel. When she had cleaned him she looked at her own sex and screamed at her blood mixing with the cum.

"Don't worry. That's just your virginity being taken. You will only bleed this one time. Now stand up and don't clean your cunt!" he told her in a cold, detached tone

She stood up and awaited his instructions as he went to the wardrobe and removed a box from it. He opened it and took out a pair of shiny black stilettos with a 3" heel and gave them to her.

"You will wear them whenever you are in the house, nothing else unless I give you permission. Is that understood?" he enquired

"Yes." She almost whispered

"You will call me 'Sir' just like your mother does. You'll show me total respect young lady or face the consequences. Understood?"

"Yes Sir." She replied

He then took her down stairs back into the lounge where less than forty minutes ago, Brenda had first faced the wall. She was still there, obedient and awaiting his return. He stood Fiona against the settee facing her mother and then walked up to Brenda's naked form.

"I've just fucked your daughter! What have you got to say about that?" he whispered into her ear

"Please Sir, I am happy you fucked her." She responded,

"Fiona, perch your arse on the edge of the settee, lay right back and open your legs wide" and Fiona did as she was told "Turn round Brenda and look at your freshly fucked daughter."

Brenda turned around and looked through her haze at her naked stiletto clad ten year old daughter, her cunt oozing cum and blood. She was unable to fully comprehend what had occurred.

"You love the taste of cum don't you Brenda?" he enquired and Brenda nodded her confirmation.

He then dragged her over to Fiona and forced her down to her knees before pushing her face into Fiona's cunt.

"Clean her up you whore! Use your tongue to suck and lick all of my cum out of her! Do it now!" and he directed her to where she needed to be.

Brenda performed oral sex on her freshly fucked ten year old daughter, sucking and licking every last vestige of his cum from her daughter's bloodied cunt. Fiona lay back petrified and shocked beyond belief at her mother so willingly complying with John's command.

"Get your tongue right in there, don't you fucking miss any of it!" and he savagely slapped Brenda across her arse.

She shrieked and stuck her tongue in even deeper. John was hard again watching this mother and daughter performance. He positioned himself behind Brenda, located his cock where he wanted it and rammed it into her arse. She shuddered and screamed at the sheer agony of this penetration but never took her tongue away from sucking her child's cunt.

John shafted her with little mercy, withdrawing it until just the head remained inside and then brutally ramming in back in. As he had already cum once, he knew his next ejaculation would be some time away. He fucked Brenda's arsehole until it was raw.

"Play with Fiona's tits. Get you hands on them. Come on, squeeze her nipples. Keep sucking too!" John was in ecstasy at the threesome taking place.

Brenda groped and squeezed Fiona's tiny tits and continued to suck and lick her cunt. She was unable to say 'no', from fear, mixed with alcohol. Fiona was crying again but had begun to react to her mother's tongue playing with her and so was again confused with mixed feelings and emotions. John had been fucking Brenda in the arse for twenty minutes when the moment of release was imminent. Not wanting to end his pleasure just yet, he pulled out of her tight anus with a sharp hard reverse pull and stuffed it straight into her cunt.

"Squeeze my cock you fucking Cunt!"

Brenda began to grind into him, taking his manhood deep into her. She moaned with the pleasure from the thick meat filling her and from the taste of her daughter's juices. Even Fiona was moaning with the effect Brenda was having on her. She was beginning to discover sexual pleasure, so much so that she clasped her hands around Brenda's head and pulled her onto her cunt, forcing her tongue even deeper inside.

Brenda came like an express train and shuddered with the impact of her intense orgasm and tried her best to pleasure Fiona into her own. John then pulled out and sat astride Fiona's face and held her head in a strong grip.

"Suck it you fucking little bitch!" and thrust it into her mouth

With the sensations of her mother's tongue and then being made to suck his cock, Fiona felt an all over trembling course through her tiny body. She baulked at the taste of cunt juices and shit on his cock but sucked as best she could on this monster tool trying to choke her. John began fucking her mouth with fast, short furious strokes and within a couple of minutes shot his load into Fiona's tempting mouth.

Fiona tried to swallow but gagged and retched at the same time. His cum went everywhere, down her throat, across her face, onto her tits and flooded Brenda's face. She sobbed and wailed at the taste and pleaded for it all to stop. Yet a part of her found the experience exciting and intense. Brenda stopped licking her cunt and John wiped his cock clean on her hair.

"I think your mum needs a drink Fiona, so go and get her one." And she went to bring the vodka bottle to him.

Brenda was still on her knees when he pulled her head back and stuck the bottle into her mouth, forcing her to swallow direct from it. She took as much as she could before she sputtered and choked unable to swallow any more.

"Get yourself a drink Fiona and then get yourself to bed. Don't wear anything in bed either, I'm going to fuck you again later. Now go!"

Fiona tottered off to bed, her mind in a whirl and trying to reconcile mixed feelings and emotions that conflicted with each other. She heard them both come upstairs and it seemed to be a struggle from the sounds she heard. She moved to her door and peeked out. John was pulling Brenda up the stairs by her hair. Her hands were tied behind her and she had a red ball stuffed in her mouth fastened by a black strap around her head, from which she made strange muffled groans. John noticed Fiona watching.

"Your mother is going to get punished Fiona, all because you didn't swallow all of my cum. Get into our bedroom and stand at the wall facing the bed."

She followed them into their bedroom and took up the indicated position. John forced Brenda face down onto the bed and then produced a rope from under the bed and tied her ankles together. Then he walked over to where his trousers were and removed his belt. Fiona cowered, knowing what he was going to do.

Whack! Brenda howled through the gag

Whack! She howled and raised her arse off the bed in an attempt to escape

Whack! The blow was awesome, echoing off the wall

Whack! Screams and wails came from Brenda's gagged mouth and Fiona turned away not wanting to see anymore

Whack! She almost felt the pain herself as Brenda screamed.

"Turn and watch Fiona or you'll get the same" he hissed

Whack! the beating continued. Brenda's ravaged buttocks were striped a livid red. With each lash, John looked at Fiona and smiled.

After 24 lashes, Brenda was a whimpering wreck. Fiona was in tears and John new he had them both where he wanted them. He pulled Brenda to her knees by her hair and then spoke very clearly.

"Now you know what to expect if you ever disobey me. You Brenda know how much it'll hurt Fiona, if you ever fuck up and you Fiona know what will happen to you mum if you ever displease me. So you both have to depend on each other from now on."

Brenda was sobbing through her gag. Her drunken haze didn't help to ease the pain of the beating but she could focus enough to understand what John was saying. Fiona watched as John took more rope and proceeded to coil it around Brenda's arms both above and below her gigantic tits and then even more rope to tie each tit so tight that they soon resembled purple balloons. He then tied rope around her legs both above and below her knees before folding her ankles back and tying them to her wrists so she was placed in a tortured hog tie. Then he kissed her on the forehead and ushered Fiona out onto the landing and took her to her bedroom. Once inside he pushed her down onto the bed.

"I don't think we are likely to be interrupted tonight. Now get those legs open!" he growled as he closed the door.

Fiona knew she was going to be fucked all night long. Her life was to become anything but normal.

Chapter Four

John fucked her all through the night, taking her from front and behind and burying his cock into her cunt and mouth whenever the feeling took him. He was in high spirits indeed as he had her sit astride him and impale herself on his cock. Fiona cried throughout but her tears only added to his enjoyment. He was insatiable with his desire for this young child's body and she aroused him so much he came five times, three times in her cunt and twice in her mouth. Fiona balked and gagged as his cum spurted into her mouth and throat, sobbing as he made her swallow his sperm and warning her not to throw up, on pain of him beating her mother and then her.

Eventually John fell asleep with his cock inside her cunt. Fiona dozed in a pain filled state, unable to fully fall asleep from the pain she was feeling in her well fucked cunt and the taste of his cum still fresh in her mouth. Then came the moment when she startled herself awake. John had left her bed and she was all alone. Her first thoughts were of where he was and what he was doing right then.

In the semi light of the early morning she listened for any intelligible sounds and then came muffled sounds from her mother's bedroom. The sound of pain filled sobs, mixed with gurgling sounds and wails of torment, with regular sounds of a hand striking flesh. It went on for an untold time, until she finally had to find out what the sounds were. She stole out of bed and crept down the landing until she was outside the partly opened door.

Peering in she was appalled at the sight of Brenda, her wrists still tied behind her, with ropes around her upper and lower arms, and her tits the size of purple melons with the ropes fastened around them, sitting across John's prostrate body and thrusting up and down on his cock. It was buried deep up her arse and Brenda was riding it. Her moans of pain reduced to unintelligible sounds by the ballgag still fastened in her mouth. John was spanking her as she fucked down on his hard cock.

Fiona found the scene difficult to comprehend and being so inexperienced she had no way of knowing that despite John having cum five times inside her during the night, he was still capable of fucking her mother. It was a situation she was to become very familiar with, but right now Fiona thought his ability to seemingly fuck non-stop was quite normal for a man to do.

John slapped Brenda hard across her tits, so loud the echo of it reverberated from the walls. He alternated blows from her right boob to her left boob as she continued to fuck his cock with her arse. By now she was openly sobbing with the pain of his 9" rod brutally splitting her anus wide open.

"That's it you fucking fat cow, use that shitter to pleasure me!" he spat, slapping her tits even harder "take me all the way in so my balls meet your arse" another brutal slap followed by one across her buttocks.

Brenda's eyes were streaming with tears, her wrists and tits ached but it was her ravaged arsehole that screamed out for mercy from his furious hard thrusts.

"I came five times in Fiona through the night, so it's going to take you a long time to make me cum but if you don't manage it I'll give you a cunt whipping that will make this seem like a casual stroll" he squeezed her nipples, crushing them."You're a fucking useless, fat, ugly, cow, and all you are good for from now on is to be fucked in the shitter, by anyone I say can do it. Is that understood?" and he crushed her tits in a vice like grip "Well? Is it understood? You fucking bitch!"

Brenda nodded in agreement and continued to plunge down on his cock. Her anus was burning and although her tits were numb, having been tied since the previous evening, the slaps John was inflicting on them were agony. She knew she had to make him cum so as to bring her torment to a close.

Despite her agonies and her tortured state, she thrust down hard on his rampant tool and squeezed with her anal muscles in her attempt to make him erupt. Fiona watched in fascinated horror at her mother's ordeal. Strange as her own feelings of pain and outrage were, at what John had put her through, she nevertheless felt the need to watch the action taking place.

"Come on you useless piece of fat crap! Put more effort into it. Start moaning the way I like you to so that I can tell how much you are really enjoying all this." And his hands came down hard and fast across her buttocks.

Brenda began to make fake but believable moans of abandoned pleasure as she was brutally raped. She moaned as if the sensations were beyond belief and so satisfying to her that she was lost in sexual arousal. Nothing further from the truth could be the fact but she feared what he would do to both her and Fiona if she failed to please him. Fiona was taken in by her mother's performance and truly believed that she was actually enjoying everything that was being done to her. In Fiona's childish ignorance, Brenda was far from being in pain.

"mmgpphh! Mmmmm! Nnnmmmm!! Mn! Mm! Mn!" Brenda grunted as John began thrusting up to meet her downward strokes. "YYYppphh! Arrgghhh!!! Mmhhhhhph"

"What a fucking fat slut you are! A fat, ugly, fucking cunt! What are you? Speak up I can't understand you!"

"aaa ffaatthhh hhuuggglllleeee fuhkinn khhuunnnntt" she replied as best she could through her gagged mouth

"Didn't you miss something there?" and he hammered his hand across her left tit.

"YYyaahhhgggghhh !!!! AAmmmm hhaaa fffukkeennn phatt zzlluutttthh"

"that's right, you're a fucking slut! And you get turned on thinking about me fucking Fiona don't you?" and her right tit took the full force of his blow sending both boobs bouncing

"Yyeessccchhh. UU Hhffuukkin ffeeoonna"

"Too fucking right I'll fuck the little bitch. She's hotter and sexier than you are. You're just a walking cunt!" he spat "Now take my cum up you arse!" and John ejaculated into her tortured anus.

Not much cream but an offering at least. This was the most number of times he had ever cum in one night. He knew he would have to rest and recover for the next session. Brenda collapsed on top of him and John picked her head up, grasping her hair and then unbuckled the gag she had been wearing for the past ten hours. As her aching jaws came free and she was about to gasp out her pain John silenced her with a stinging back hander across her right cheek.

"Now suck and lick my cock clean of all that shit you deposited on it. Do it right or I'll make Fiona do it!" and he savagely pulled out of her arsehole and buried his cock into her mouth. "make sure you moan nicely so I can tell how much you are enjoying yourself too"

Brenda baulked at the smell and taste of his shit and cum covered cock but did precisely as she was expected. She moaned in fake appreciation and pleasure, giving John the performance he wanted. As she licked and sucked his cock clean, Fiona watched her mother perform this service and knew that she too would have to do this to him.

"You can come in here if you want to watch more closely Fiona!" John indicated to her with his finger to come into the bedroom.

Fiona shrank back at being discovered and wanted the floor to swallow her up. Without realising what she was doing, she moved into the bedroom and stood in the doorway.

"I see you are not wearing stilettos. That's an offence and I'll punish you for it later. This is the only time I will remind you. In this house, you wear stilettos at all times, unless otherwise instructed. Now go and put them on and stand by you bed until I come in!"

Fiona returned to her bedroom, located her high heels and slipped into them. Then she stood upright next to her bed wondering what John would do to her. Her mind went over the rules he had laid down the night before and she remembered to put her hands on her head. As he walked into her room she dropped to her knees. Although he had said to stand, she thought it best to comply with the rules he had given them last night. She hoped he would take it easier on her too. She arched her back as she dropped to the floor and stuck her chest out in the hope this would make her look more appealing. Her hopes weren't dashed.

"Fucking hell! You obedient little fuck!" and he smiled to himself "you remember more than your cunt of a mother does!" he sat on the bed next to her "get yourself over my knee. Now!"

Fiona obeyed and stretched her naked body across his lap, noticing his cock was no longer hard and erect. Then she felt his hands exploring her buttocks, rubbing and squeezing them. A moment later his hand came down stingingly hard across her buttocks and she cried out with the pain. John continued to spank her for twenty minutes until her cheeks were red and throbbing.

"From now on, make sure that you wear stilettos in the house. The only exception is when you are in bed, or having a shower or bath. Now go and make me a coffee and bring it up to me."

Fiona slid off and stroked and rubbed her ass cheeks to give them some relief. Her eyes were dripping tears as she went to make him a cup of coffee. This was to be the first day of her new life of servitude to John and though she did not then know it, it was to be one of total sexual service in every respect and she had began the road to learning what was to be required of her.

When she returned with his coffee and entered their bedroom, Brenda was standing upright in her stilettos, on tip toes at the wall, her legs spread wide and her hands held high and wide in a vertical spread-eagled position. She heard John talking to her mother as she came into the room.

"You will adopt this position every morning as soon as Fiona enters this room with my coffee and you will remain there until I give you permission to move. If I see your heels touch the floor I'll give you a beating so fucking severe you won't be able to move for a week." Then he looked at Fiona as he slid back beneath the duvet.

She handed him the coffee and not knowing what else to do, put her hands on her head, spread her legs apart and stuck out her chest. John took a slurp of his drink and looked at Fiona with a withering stare and told her.

"You will get up at six a.m. every morning and bring me a coffee. You will then slide beneath this duvet and suck my cock whilst I drink it. Depending on my mood I may want you to swallow my cum or I may choose to fuck you and do whatever I want with my cum, either filling your cunt or your mouth, or not at all. Is that quite clearly understood you fucking slut!?"

"Yes Sir!" Fiona responded and began to slide under the cover to locate his now hardening cock.

She gripped it in her right hand and began to lick and suck the head, feeling him grow harder as he began to fill her tiny little mouth. Remembering what they had done during the night and not wanting to be beaten again she did everything she could to please him. Sucking hard whilst she wanked the stem, using her tongue to lick it all the way down and back up before sliding it back inside her hot, wet little mouth.

John's breathing as he laid back was evidence of how good a blow job she was giving him and she began to actually warm to what she was doing to him. He was now rock hard again and she had nine solid inches of male flesh to service. She wanked him quick and fast and then slowed down to concentrate on sucking him in, taking about 5" of it inside her tiny mouth. He was at least 2" thick and she could only just open her tiny jaws enough to accommodate him. John made no movement at all, allowing Fiona to suck him off. He drank as he smiled to himself at the pleasure this young girl was giving him.

He constantly looked over at Brenda who was suffering great pains in her legs and shoulders from the enforced position she had been put in. She was visibly trembling with the effort and on a few occasions her heels began to fall to the floor but she always managed to regain her control just in the nick of time. She knew, though, that eventually her strength would give out and she feared the consequences. After thirty minutes of non stop sucking and wanking, John flipped Fiona onto her back.

"Open your fucking legs and pull your cunt lips open!" he demanded

Fiona spread her legs high and wide and pulled her piss flaps apart. John positioned his cock and thrust in. Fiona grimaced and exhaled at the severity of his penetration and then tried to control the pain as her sore and ravaged cunt once more took his 9" cock deep inside. John pounded in and out, grunting his pleasure as he did so. He forced his tongue into Fiona's mouth and crushed her nipples with his hands. Despite her discomfort Fiona felt that strange bodily sensation beginning to build up and she found herself thrusting back at his deep penetration.

"Fucking hell! You Slut!" he cried out as Fiona unwittingly began to squeeze his cock with her cunt muscles "You fucking natural Slut!"

John fucked her with the speed of an express train.

"Your daughter is a natural cock fucker Brenda. She knows how to fuck and please a man! You're enjoying my cock fucking you aren't you, you little cunt?"

"Huh, yesss, Huh yes, Mmmm! Mmmm! Ahhhuhh! Fuck me! Don't stop! Please Daddy! Fuck me with your big cock! Fill my slutty cunt with Daddy cum!"

Brenda couldn't believe what she heard Fiona say. Neither could Fiona. It seemed to just slip out. John increased his tempo and felt yet another cum about to burst from him. His balls were aching and throbbing from so much sexual activity but the sheer excitement of fucking Fiona's tight twat, together with her dirty talk took him over the top. A weak offering spurted from him but the sensation of coming was no less powerful for all that.

As she felt his cock throb, Fiona held onto him tight and squeezed hard to milk him of his seed, just as she had been made to do throughout the previous night. When John pulled out and laid back to get his breath, Fiona immediately went to work licking his cock clean. She wanted to make sure that he knew she knew her place and what she was to do after being fucked and filled.

As she sucked and licked, she could feel his cum dribbling out of her cunt and she pressed her thighs together to keep it inside of her. John laid back and allowed Fiona to work on him and when he felt she had thoroughly licked his cock totally clean he took her in his arms and held her close.

"I think we'll have a little sleep now. Take my cock in your hand and hold it tight. As for you Brenda, you'd better not move from that position or you will regret it!" and so saying he fell into a deep satisfied sleep.

He awoke five hours later with Fiona still grasping his cock. She had slept too but only for a couple of hours. She was awakened by her mother's groans of pain as she attempted to remain on tip toes at the wall, totally afraid of failing to maintain her position and unsure of whether John was watching her throughout her ordeal. Fiona wanted to comfort her mum and tried to whisper to her to relax whilst John was asleep but she was also afraid that John may be listening. Brenda suffered for the entire period that John slept.

John peered across at Brenda's naked form standing stretched upright at the wall. Her legs were visibly trembling and her heels were regularly drooping almost until they touched the floor but each time she managed to bob back up into her tiptoe position. Her groans were loud and her tears were accompanied by audible sobbing.

"O.K. Cunt get down on your knees" he told her with no show of compassion.

Brenda collapsed and gasped in relief, the cramps in her legs making it impossible to gain any immediate relief.

"What do you have to say, Bitch!" John said in a mocking tone

"Thank you Sir…. thank you for being so kind to me" Brenda spoke empty words that she hoped were what he wanted to hear.

Fiona still had his cock in her hands and listened to her mother's frail voice. She knew that neither of them could do anything at all to stop John from doing whatever he wanted to either of them, whenever he wanted. He checked the time and pushed the duvet away from his body, uncovering Fiona's naked body.

"You two had better get showered and dressed. We're going shopping for some things for Fiona. Some make up. I want you looking like a painted slut whenever you are in the house. We'll also get you some new clothes and lingerie to wear. For that I'll need your mother to come along to go into the changing rooms with you," he stretched and yawned "you've got forty five minutes to get ready!" and with that he walked out of the bedroom into the en-suite to shower.

Within the hour, John was inspecting both Brenda and Fiona. Brenda wore a sheer tight low cut red top that was too low cut to contain her 40DD's, with a black bra that spilled out of the thin edges and low cut front and almost pushed her tits out of the plunging neckline. A mini skirt and seamed black stockings with 5" red heels completed her slut outfit. She looked every inch the middle aged fat tart trying to be a sexy young woman.

Fiona was wearing a blue figure hugging top which moulded to her tiny braless tits and a black mini skirt with long white socks and black 3" heels. Brenda had chosen their clothing with John's approval in mind. They stood at the front door awaiting John to approach them. As he did so, both dropped to their knees and placed their hands on their heads. John was carrying a bottle of vodka in his hands and a glass, which he ceremoniously filled and then handed it to Brenda.

"Drink!" he commanded and Brenda swallowed the glassful as quickly as she could.

John refilled it and ordered her to finish that one too. Taking the empty glass from her, he then grabbed her by her hair and bodily lifted her to her feet. Brenda howled in agony and John backhanded her across the face, and she spun whilst still in his grasp. Putting his face close to hers he spat out his words.

"When we are out shopping, don't think of trying to run away from me. If you do I will really hurt Fiona. When you two are in the changing rooms, don't even try to get help from anybody. You will regret it if you do." He slapped her again and left her standing on her wavering feet.

Then he beckoned Fiona to stand up and both of them stood with hands on head, legs spread wide, awaiting his orders. He moved to Brenda and looked menacingly into her eyes.

"Lift that skirt for inspection!" and Brenda obeyed

Her freshly shaved and perfumed quim, framed by her black satin suspender belt and black stocking tops, glistened for him. John smiled and traced his hand over it and then tut tutted in disapproval.

"You've missed some hairs. We can't have that can we?" and slapped her hard across her cunt. "You know what to go and get don't you?" he asked

"Yes Sir" Brenda replied with a fearful tone

"Then go and get it!" and Brenda walked off to return within a minute.

In her hands she held a pair of point nosed pliers. John indicated for her to lie down on her back and open her legs. Fiona watched in fascination and horror, not fully understanding what he was about to do.

"Watch and take note of what happens when cunts aren't shaved properly!" he told her.

He bent down and savagely plucked a tiny pubic hair from Brenda's shaved mound. She howled in anguish but maintained her position as best she could. John plucked another one and then a third and a fourth, feeling her mound each time to locate any offending hairs. Satisfied that there were no more, he looked down at Brenda who was sobbing.

"You know the rules on crying out. Now grasp those ankles and open those legs wide!"

He slowly slid his belt from his trousers as Brenda complied, folded it in two and then, standing across her face and looking down at her, he lashed it across her vulnerable naked cunt. She could not prevent the howl that escaped her. Her cunt was on fire with the severity of the stroke.

"You just won't learn to be quiet will you? O.K. then, we'll start again and we'll keep starting until you don't make a sound!" and he brought his belt down again.

Fiona began to cry with the horror of what was happening. Brenda howled time after time and it was not until the nineteenth stroke that she managed to restrain herself from crying out.

"That's better. Now I can complete your cunt strapping." He lashed her a further five times and then turned to Fiona

"It's time for inspection" and he left Brenda doubled up, clutching her beaten cunt.

He turned to Fiona and ordered her to lift her skirt up to her waist. Fiona immediately did as she was told.

"Get those fucking knickers off now!" John growled and Fiona found herself sliding them down her thighs to her ankles and stepping out of them.

"No fucking knickers allowed. What part of "no knickers allowed" do you not understand?"

"I'm sorry Sir. Mum told me what to wear. You never said I wasn't to wear knickers outside"

John had to concede the point but nevertheless, he had to stamp down on this blatant disobedience.

"Your mum said so eh? Well, she was wrong to do so. So she will take your punishment!" and he grabbed Brenda again by the hair and raised her to her knees.

Kneeling before him, head touching the floor and with her hands held out to the side and her arse offered to him, John beat her buttocks with heavy, stinging strokes of his thick leather belt. Each one left a vivid red stripe, which quickly turned blue and then purple as blow after blow landed across her rotund buttocks. Despite her pain and torment, Brenda uttered just harsh exhalations of breath as each stroke landed. She counted forty before John stopped.

"What have you to say Cunt?" he demanded of her

"Thank you Sir! Thank you for punishing me for my stupidity and disobedience" she responded in a broken, wheezing, suffering voice.

"That's better. Now this is what we are shopping for. We will select some colourful bra's and suspender belts for Fiona, she won't need the knickers. We'll have to get some stockings for her too, both black seamed and tan ones too. They'll have to be small size obviously and some more high heels too. We'll also get some tarty see through tops and figure hugging mini dresses for her. Above all, you, Brenda, will select make-up for her. The same colours as you wear and some nice smelling perfume and toiletries. I want her smelling sweet whilst I fuck her. You will go into the changing rooms with her as I obviously cannot. Now get into the car"

Brenda hobbled to the car and Fiona helped her into the front passenger seat.

"No, I want you in front Fiona. You can play with my cock as I drive to the shopping centre. You get in the back Brenda"

True to his word on the way there, John had Fiona take out his cock and pump him erect. The country roads were empty and it would be at least twenty minutes until they would come to a main road. As Fiona stroked his thickening cock, she could hear Brenda moaning with the pain of her beatings. She looked down at the huge cock gripped between her hands and began to wank the shaft.

"Bend down and suck me off!" John ordered her

Fiona complied and took him into her dry, ten year old mouth, stretching it wide open to accommodate its thick girth.

"Keep sucking until I tell you to stop" he commanded and Fiona obeyed.

After what seemed an uncomfortably long time, John tapped her on the neck and she removed him from her mouth but kept it in her hands.

"Put me away. We're coming into the shopping centre" he told her as though what she had been doing was the most natural thing in the world. "Are you ready to go shopping you fucking bitch!?"

Brenda by now was both drunk from the large quantity of vodka she had consumed and feeling nauseous from the pain of the beatings.

"Yes Sir" she said in a very slurred and sickly weak voice.

Over the next two hours John played the role of bored husband suffering the necessity of having to go shopping with his wife and daughter, looking disinterested and bored throughout the whole time. In fact he was in total control of the situation, choosing which lingerie and colours for Fiona to try on and selecting some very sexy and slutty outfits for her too. He would have fun taking both mother and daughter out dressed like tarts. Eventually John instructed them that they had what was needed for now and it was time to return home. Brenda quailed at the prospect whilst Fiona had no real idea at all what may happen. She was both afraid and yet curiously excited at the prospect of being fucked again.

When they finally arrived back home, both of them immediately stripped naked and put on their stiletto's so as not to incur his wrath. John immediately prepared a large drink for Brenda and slipped a drug into it to continue her addiction, then stood over her as she drank it down. It was quickly followed by a second vodka and then a third, before John allowed Brenda to enter the lounge and sit on the settee. He led Fiona in by her arm and sat her down on his knee and proceeded to suck and fondle her tits, whilst fingering her surprisingly wet hot cunt. Fiona had no idea why she was aroused but John was playing with her cunt and clit so that she was squirming on his knee.

"Do you like what Daddy's doing to you Fiona?" he asked her, with his mouth full of perk, pink nipple and two fingers inserted in her wet twat.

"Mmmm! Yes Daddy ! It's nice. Don't stop, I like it. Oohh Daddy, am I a bad little girl liking you doing this?" and she ground down onto his hardening cock." Mmmm ! Mmmm! Yeesss! Ahhh! mmmmm! Ooohhhh!"

John buried his fingers in up to her cervix and slid them in and out, first slowly and gradually increasing his speed until he had Fiona arching her back and pushing her tiny tits into his face.

"OOhhhh! Mmmmm ! Daddy! You're filling my cunt Daddy! And she clamped her thighs around his fingers as she felt her orgasm begin to claim her. "MMM! MMMM! Oh Yess Daddy ! Daddy!! Please Daddy !! Don't stop Daddy! Ahhh! Yesssss! MMMMM I'm cumming Daddy!! Your little slut is gonna cum!!! AAwww Daddeeee!!!!" and she stuck her tongue into his mouth in a passionate kiss as she thrust down to meet his fingers.

She shuddered and bucked into her first, full true orgasm and shuddered in her excitement. John continued to finger her and suck her nipples, chewing and biting them as she came a second and then a third time. He took her hand and placed it on his cock, telling her to wank it. He then ordered Brenda to go cook a meal and to come and find them when it was ready.

He then took Fiona up to bed and fucked her in her cunt and mouth but ensured he didn't come. He wanted to pace himself for the night ahead. The future was looking better already and he decided to move on to the next phase of his plan. When John had finished his meal he looked at Brenda and she stared back through hazy eyes.

"Go and dress Fiona for me. I want to see her made up looking like the painted little slut whore she is and wearing seams and heels. Start showing her how to apply her make-up and how to get her seams straight. If they're not perfect, I'll beat your cunt!"

Brenda took Fiona upstairs and returned inside of twenty five minutes with a totally different looking Fiona. Her face was painted like a doll with heavy blue eye shadow, thick black mascara, an over abundance of blusher and bright glossy scarlet lips. Her sheer black see through blouse displayed her red booster bra that increased her cleavage to perfection and her tiny 10" red mini skirt rested just above her black fully fashioned cuban heeled seamed stockings, framing her freshly shaved bald cunt. The red suspender straps were clearly visible and almost matched the red ankle strapped 4" stiletto heels. John drank in the sight of this ten year old cunt on legs, dressed way beyond her years and he felt his cock twitch and harden.

"Come here and sit on Daddy's knee" he told her and Fiona tottered across and sat on him.

"Cross your legs so that you show off your stocking tops" he said as he ran his hand across her giggle patch and fondled her thighs.

She could feel his cock growing in his trousers and his hands roamed over her blouse, unfastening the buttons so he could slide his hand inside her right bra cup to grope her tiny tit. He crushed his mouth over hers, forced his tongue practically down her throat and thrust his hand between her parted thighs to cup her naked sex. He beckoned to Brenda to come kneel between his legs and then forced her head down into his groin.

"Suck me off Cunt!" he ordered and slid two fingers into Fiona's wet twat.

Brenda swallowed his cock into her throat, gagging as he slid past her tonsils and bobbed her head up and down with long, hard, deep thrusts, sucking hard and licking with her tongue. She pulled his trousers off whilst keeping his cock firmly embedded in her throat and cupped his balls whilst masturbating the base of his cock. She fed all 9" of his manhood balls deep into her warm wet throat and John moaned with appreciation at the pleasurable sensations she was giving him.

He was now finger fucking Fiona and tongue kissing her at the same time. She couldn't help herself and responded, sucking on his tongue as his fingers buried themselves deep into her twat. His hand was soaking wet with her juices and she had begun moaning loudly to join those of her mother who was audibly indicating her own pleasure at having her mouth full of male meat. Fiona pulled away from John to get some much needed air.

"MMM ! Ahhhh. Oohhhh yeesss Daddy! Finger me Daddy!! I'm your little fuck slut Daddy!! Awwww yesss. Mmmm. OOOhhh yesss! Yes !!Daddy, you shouldn't be doing this !! I'm only ten. You're making me into a bad little girl!!! Oh make me cum Daddy !! mmmm!! Yess, Please Daddy !! Stick your fingers up my wet cunt !"

John was sucking her 26AA cup tits as she began to climax, and she cupped her tiny orbs and fed them into his mouth, so that her nipples hardened to his chewing and licking.

"Mmmmm Daddy! That's lovely Daddy!! Make me cum Daddy! Ooohjhh yessssss!!! Dadddeeeee!!! I'm cumming !!! Daddeeeee!!!! Your little slut is cumming!!! mmmmmmm!!! Mmmmmmm!!! OoooHHHyesssss!!!!" and she erupted, shaking and squealing in sexual bliss as John pounded his fingers into her.

Brenda was now furiously sucking him off, wanking his cock with quick short strokes, intent on making him cum so she could swallow his gism. With two fingers of one hand in Fiona's cunt and his other hand grabbing her hair to crush her mouth down over his, he thrust upwards to ram his cock into Brenda's willing mouth.

He drove his fingers in deep as Fiona squealed and writhed in ecstasy and pumped his cock into Brenda's mouth, jetting his cum in great globs of sticky fluid straight into her stomach. Brenda moaned with distinct satisfaction as he ejaculated in her mouth and she continued to wank him and bob her head to maximise his pleasure.

"Did you enjoy that Fiona?" he enquired

"Ohh yes Daddy. It was lovely but I'm so sore, my little cunt is stinging Daddy. Please let me rest, I can always suck you though." She replied in her very childish voice "You know I can't ever stop you doing whatever you want with me but please don't fuck my cunt again until it stops stinging. Please Daddy?"

John realised that he could permanently hurt her if he did not control his urge to fuck this hot little slut. She was only eleven after all and had only been fucking for less than a day all told.

"OK you little Slut. No more cunt fucking for a while. I'll use your mother for that but your mouth belongs to me so be prepared to suck me off at any time"

"Oh yes Daddy! I really like sucking you off." She lied "I want to be as good at it as Mum is. No, I want to be better than her" she told him and grasped his cock in her little hand and squeezed it tight. "Do you want me to do it right now Daddy?" she asked him and smiled with her eyes as she did.

John lay back as she took him into her mouth. He knew he couldn't cum but she was so enthusiastic he couldn't refuse her. He looked at Brenda and told her to go get a drink for herself and then settled down to enjoy the rest of his evening. Life was very good indeed.

During the next week Fiona celebrated her eleventh birthday and Brenda took Fiona to the doctor and persuaded him to put her on the pill. Despite being only eleven, she told him that she was suffering great pains from beginning to menstruate. The doctor merely acquiesced, and from then on, Fiona would service John and take his cum in her cunt without fear of getting pregnant. There was the need for care during the first month, but John concentrated on coming in her mouth on most occasions, or over her face or tits. As time progressed, he fucked Fiona more and more and "used" Brenda for anal sex. He would in time have Fiona's arsehole but right now she was too small to be anally broken, so he bided his time.

Fiona started senior school that September just two months after John took away her innocence. In those two months her time became more regimented with specific tasks to complete each day. Her usual daily routine began when she would rise just before 6am to shower and shave her cunt and then slip into her stilettos and go downstairs to make John his coffee. She would usually hear John attending to Brenda, which meant giving her an early morning caning and Fiona would prepare his drink having to endure listening to Brenda's shrieks of pain. The caning would last until she made no cries at all and for the first few weeks, Brenda received upwards of forty strokes at a time.

Upon entering the bedroom, Brenda would be standing on tiptoes at the wall, her striped arse and sobs of pain evidencing the severe caning she had just received. Fiona always winced when she saw her mother's striped buttocks and wondered how much pain she must be going through. Having given John his coffee, Fiona would slip beneath the duvet and begin his early morning blow job.

This would last anywhere up to 30 minutes and John would either cum in her mouth, or fuck her with her legs spread high and wide so he could get as much of his cock into her and then for the first month, until her birth control pills began to work, he spray his cum across her tits and face, but once she was safe, he filled her cunt until it squished out and ran down her legs.

Having dressed, she then went down to breakfast which a naked Brenda had prepared. Silence was the rule and neither she nor her mother spoke unless spoken to. After breakfast, John would supervise Fiona taking her birth control pill and at 8 a.m. precisely, he would inspect her prior to driving her to school. She soon realised that he lusted after her wearing her school uniform and as Fiona would be waiting in the hall, standing open legged with her hands on her head. John would order her to raise her skirt and he would run his hands over her freshly shaved cunt to ensure it was smooth and silky.

Fiona always shaved herself twice over to make sure he would not find fault, even though her growth of pubic hair was sparse. She then applied moisturiser and eau de cologne to give him the satisfaction of feeling her smooth, perfumed bald twat. After which, she would then drop to her knees, take out his cock and give him a second blow job. After ten to fifteen minutes it was time to go to school and she would leave the house with him.

She would wank him as he drove and some times he required a blow job, which always resulted in him coming in her mouth. Sometimes he would have her play with herself until she orgasmed. It always varied. At school she was a normal little girl but when school was over and John collected her, all that changed as she got in the car and he drove off home. He would usually play with her cunt as he drove back and Fiona always wondered why he didn't want her to suck or wank him. She decided that he must have been fucking her mother whilst she was at school.

At school she would dress in her school uniform, but on evenings and all weekend she was usually naked in stiletto heels. John had checked her school timetable and was aware of what classes she took every day and though she was not allowed to wear knickers, even to school, she always took a pair with her on those days she had physical education classes. This was so that she could go to the toilet to put them on before the class began, so that she could then strip off in the changing rooms with the other girls and appear to them to have been wearing knickers all the time. She was required to keep up the façade of being a normal little girl.

Upon arriving home, she would immediately strip and would complete her homework naked in heels. At some point before the evening meal John would come into her bedroom, order her to her knees and have her suck him off until he filled her mouth. Sometimes he would stop her before he came and fuck her on her bed with Fiona on all fours, or kneeling astride him facing him so he could suck on her nipples.

He fucked her in other positions including missionary, with her legs held high and wide, her stiletto heels pointing at the ceiling, to give him unhindered access. He would pound her cunt so fast she thought she was going to be pushed through the headboard. She would be made to sit astride him, her heels planted flat on the bed, either facing him or turned away, so she could ride his cock deep into her wet little cunt. One of his favourites was to have her lay flat on the bed; her legs held together as he lay over her and fucked her cunt. No matter in what position he fucked her she always had to lick him clean of their mixed juices.

On an evening she would sit beside him as he watched the television and wank him or suck him for hours at a time, sometimes with her mother as a duo, often alone with her mother bound and gagged watching them and always careful not to make him cum. The first few times she couldn't help making him climax and despite swallowing his cum, a heavy caning always left her sobbing in tears as afterwards, with a throbbing arse, she sucked his cock again.

When he wanted some fun he would have them both perform for him. A long, slow, sloppy, wet sixty nine, or kneeling between her mothers legs and tonguing her until she came, occasionally adding a bit of fun for himself by threatening to beat Brenda black and blue if she did cum and to cane Fiona if she didn't make her Mother climax.

In those first few months of dominating them both he used Brenda to frighten Fiona into total submission by beating her mother for the slightest reason and many times for no reason at all other than his own pleasure by inflicting pain. He never let them chat, other than for normal communication to ensure that Fiona was isolated and became convinced there was no escape from his presence, even when she went to school. Her new life continued in this manner with little hope for the future.