TIED FOR DRUGS

BY KENNA
kenna198401@aol.com

Joanne hated herself when she lost her willpower, but it happened on a regular basis. Once again she found herself in desperate need of a fix though her alimony check was still 3 days away. She knew the consequences of surrendering to her desperation and that’s what had sustained her for the past 48 hours. Now she couldn’t take it any longer.

When Ian saw Joanne coming, he knew she had once again reached her limit and given in to the urge for a fix. He’d been providing her with her heroine for long enough that he knew her well. The look on her face told him that she didn’t have the money to buy what she needed. He smiled at her as he leaned in through her car window, a sinister smile that chilled her to the bone. “A little short on cash, Joanne?” he asked.

The woman nodded. “I don’t suppose you’ll let me have a hit for nothing.”

“You’re right about that,” he answered. “What would happen to my reputation if I gave you some shit for free?”

“I’ll pay you Saturday,” she replied.

“You’ll pay me Saturday anyway,” he reminded her. “Let’s go to your place and discuss the terms of the loan.” And that’s all that Ian would grant Joanne was an interest free loan. He never gave away his drugs for free, though he could let her payment slide for three days for the right price. He opened the car door and slid into the passenger seat next to Joanne.

At 32, Joanne was a nice looking woman. She kept herself looking good because she was always on the hunt for a man. She’d been married once and was now divorced because of her drug habit. All she had left of that marriage was a monthly check. Men came and went in her life. None of them stayed long once they found out about her problems. As she pulled away from the curb, she felt Ian’s hand on her thigh. Without hesitation, it slid up until his hand was resting on her crotch. She always had a sick feeling as Ian groped her. But, that was just the beginning.

Back at her house, Joanne led Ian through the front door. She walked straight to the stereo and put on some music. Ian sat in a chair and waited. Joanne started to sway to the music and then reached for the zipper to her skirt. She wanted to get some kind of reaction from Ian, but he sat impassively as she slid her skirt down her legs and kicked it off. Over the years, the two had developed a routine. Or, more correctly, Ian had told Joanne what he wanted and she complied. With her skirt off, she was left with a pair of panties, garter belt, stockings, and 4” high heels below the waist. Her long legs were accentuated by the heels and the black stockings.

Joanne unbuttoned her blouse, one button every few seconds to draw out the strip tease. Then, she pulled off her blouse and tossed it to the side. Her D cup tits filled a tight black bra to overflowing. She danced for a couple of minutes dressed like that, until Ian finally signaled he was ready for her to show him more. He liked building up the anticipation because he knew the tease made Joanne uncomfortable. She wanted him to fuck her and leave, so he didn’t make it too easy for her. She unhooked her bra and slipped it off her shoulders to reveal her large nipples. Then, finally, she pulled her panties down to show off her neatly trimmed pussy. Ian let her dance for a couple more minutes wearing just the garter belt, stockings, and high heels.

“That’s it, Joanne,” he goaded her. “Dance like a real stripper. Shake your tits for me.” When he was happy with that, he said, “Now turn and bend over.” She followed his instructions, showing her bare ass and pussy from behind until he was satisfied. “Now, go to the bedroom.” Ian followed right behind her as Joanne walked to her bedroom. Without being told, Joanne went to the closet and returned with four silk ties and lay down on the bed.

Ian took the four ties and started tying Joanne to the four-poster bed. First he tied her wrists to the top corners of the bed and then her ankles to the bottom corners, leaving her spread-eagle on the bed. This was the part that was so hard for Joanne, the part that kept her from going to Ian until she was desperate. She hated the loss of control that being tied meant for her, though she’d given up control of her life to drugs many years ago. More than that, she hated it when Ian got on top of her and put his cock in her mouth. She couldn’t stop him from fucking her face, which he loved more than anything. She couldn’t stop him from getting his full cock in her mouth. She’d never thought that deep throating was a talent that she would ever have, but Ian had forced it upon her. She’d learned to take his cock to its full depth, though she’d never become comfortable with the feeling of him that deep. Tied as she was, she could only wait for him to finish.

Ian started by putting a clothespin on each of Joanne’s nipples, smiling savagely at her moans of pain. He teased her by pulling on the clothespins and stretching her nipples out from her body. Then, he cupped her tits in his hands, playing with the soft flesh as his cock hardened. When he was ready, the pusher took off his clothes and climbed on top of his customer. “Open wide, bitch,” he said as he knelt down over her face.

Joanne opened her mouth, wanting to get it over with. She watched his cock as it dangled in front of her for a few seconds and then touched her lips. Her tongue reached out and licked at the hard cock just before it slipped between her lips as disappeared from her sight. All she could see then was his stomach as he leaned his weight into the thrust and sank his cock into her mouth to the hilt. As he started to fuck her face, Joanne picked up the rhythm of breathing and sucking that was pleasurable for him and bearable for her.

Ian preferred to cum in Joanne’s cunt, but he enjoyed the sensation of fucking her mouth. Knowing that it was embarrassing and uncomfortable for Joanne made the experience even better for him. So, when he was done making her suck his cock, he pulled out and moved between her legs. He was about to plunge his cock into her pussy when they both started from the sound of the front door slamming.

“Who the fuck is that?” demanded Ian.

Joanne had an alarmed and confused look on her face. Before Joanne could think of who that might be, there was a call from the entryway. “Mom? I’m home.”

Ian looked at Joanne in surprise. “Oh my God,” said Joanne. “It’s Linda. My daughter. She’s home early… oh, shit, I forgot it’s just a half day today at school.” She looked frantic. “Quick, untie me. She can’t find us like this.”

“Mom?” came the voice again, obviously closer.

“Too late,” said Ian. “She’s almost here.” He didn’t much care if Joanne’s daughter caught them in the act anyway.

“Cover me up anyway,” insisted Joanne. “Don’t let her see me like this. And get yourself dressed.” She was frantic. This was a nightmare come true for her.

On the other hand, Ian found himself strangely excited at the thought of Joanne’s daughter walking in and catching the two of them having sex, especially with Joanne tied. He realized he didn’t know how old the girl was, but that was part of the excitement. Instead of covering Joanne, he pulled himself away from her so that he was kneeling over her without hiding her nudity with his own body.

“What are you doing,” demanded the woman as she realized that she was more exposed than ever. “Cover me up, please.” Even as she said it, she realized what he was doing. “Damn it, Ian, don’t let her see me like this. I’ll do anything.”

But, it was too late. The bedroom door swung open and the girl’s voice sounded one more time, “Mom?” Ian loomed over Joanne, his eyes on the door as the young girl came into the room. She was 11-years-old with long blond hair and a pretty face. She looked completely innocent to Ian as she stopped dead in her tracks. The little girl wore a red corduroy jumper and a white shirt with white knees socks and tennis shoes. “Mom?” she said again, but this time it her voice quavered with apprehension as she stared at her nude mother, bound to the bed.

Linda’s eyes went to the man as he leered at her. Then, her eyes widened even further as they ran down his body and focused on his erection. The preteen stood speechless for a few seconds.

“Linda, go to your room,” said Joanne. “Mommy will be there in a minute.” Joanne looked sharply at Ian. “Damn you,” she hissed quietly. “Let me go now.”

For a moment, Ian watched the little girl as she slowly backed out of the room. She was transfixed by the sight of her mother and the strange man and seemed to be reluctant to leave. With a start, Ian realized that the girl might not realize her mother was a consenting adult participating in sex at her own volition. If she went to a phone and dialed 911, it would be most inconvenient. Resolved to prevent that, he leaped from the bed.

Linda shrieked in terror as Ian got off the bed. She turned to run, but Ian was upon her quickly. He seized her by the hair and stopped her dead in her tracks, and then dragged her back into the room. With savage glee, he pulled the girl right to the edge of the bed, giving her a full view of her mother’s nude body and the ties on her wrists and ankles. “This is what your mommy likes,” he said to the girl. “She wanted to be tied up and fucked. She likes it, so don’t get any ideas that I’m making her do this.” Then to Joanne he said, “Tell her, bitch. Tell her that this is OK. Tell her I’m not raping her mommy.”

Joanne responded quickly, trying to diffuse the situation. “That’s right, baby,” she said. “Mommy let him tie her up like this. It’s OK. Just go to your room and I’ll be there to explain in a minute.”

“No way,” said Ian. “She’s not going anywhere. I don’t want her out of my sight. And, besides, we’re not done yet.” He pushed Linda against the bed as if to fix her in position just like that. “Stay here and don’t move, you hear?”

Linda nodded. She was too frightened to move.

“She’s gonna stay here and watch, bitch,” said Ian to Joanne. Her face was a mask of horror at the idea of that, but she was in no position to argue. The man slowly climbed back on top of Joanne, watching Linda closely to make sure that she didn’t try to run. It was apparent to him that she was too afraid to move, so he took his eyes off her long enough to put his cock into Joanne’s pussy and sink it to the hilt. “Unnnhhh, yeah,” he moaned in pleasure as he felt her warm, wet pussy surround his cock.

He stroked his cock in and out of the tied woman for several strokes and then stopped. “Mommy’s getting fucked, isn’t she, little bitch?” he said to the preteen. “Ever seen anything like this?”

“N-no,” said Linda. “I-I don’t want to watch either.” Actually, she was terribly curious and wanted to watch, but she knew it was wrong. She’d heard about intercourse in sex ed classes, but now the real thing was happening right in front of her.

“Don’t you move a muscle,” said Ian. “You stand right there and watch everything, little bitch,” he insisted. “I don’t want you out of my sight, so you just stand there and see what it’s like to get fucked.” He stroked in deep again and then pulled on the clothespins on Joanne’s nipples. “Mommy likes getting fucked and having her tits hurt like this.” He put his hands on Joanne’s tits and bounced them. “Tell her how much you like it, bitch, or else I might show her where else my cock can go.”

“Oh, God, no,” said Joanne. She looked at Linda and said, “That’s right, baby. Mommy likes it when Ian fucks her like this. We’ve done this before. He always puts clothespins on my tits like this and I like it.” Except for the part about liking it, she wasn’t lying. She looked back at Ian and said, “Now fuck me hard and get it over with.”

Confused, Linda stood and watched. She didn’t want to leave, but she wasn’t sure that watching was such a good idea either. She knew this was naughty and thought she might pay for it later. The idea that mommy liked what was happening was even more confusing. It didn’t look very comfortable for her mommy and she didn’t understand how her mommy could like it.

Ian fucked Joanne for a couple of minutes, getting gradually more and more excited. But, the idea of Joanne wanting to get it over with took the fun out of it. He’d much rather torment her a little bit longer. Then, he had an idea. He looked back at Linda. “Take off your jumper,” he said to her. “Show me what you got under those clothes. Just like mommy. Show me.”

“Uh uh,” said the girl, shaking her head.

“Get them off,” he said to her again. “Take off your jumper.” He reached his hands out and fixed them around Joanne’s neck. “Do it or else.” He lightly squeezed. It wasn’t enough to really choke Joanne, but it was enough to frighten her and Linda both.

“Don’t, please,” begged Joanne. “Don’t hurt me.”

“Don’t hurt my mommy,” said Linda.

Ian stroked his cock in and out a couple of times, thrilled just at the pleading of the two females. “Then, take off the jumper, little bitch, or I’ll hurt your mommy.”

Trembling, Linda reached behind her back and found the zipper for her jumper. Her little hand slid the zipper down her back and she let the jumper fall to the ground. She stepped out of the garment, but her body was still well covered by her blouse. The tail of the blouse came down below her panties, so all she was showing at this point was her skinny little legs.

“Now take off your shirt,” said Ian. He rubbed Joanne’s big tits as he watched the girl. The 11-year-old fumbled with the buttons of her blouse, almost like her mother had stripped just a few minutes earlier. Each button took her trembling hands several seconds. But, soon she was able to pull off the blouse. Wearing just her training bra, panties, knee socks and tennis shoes, she stood shaking with embarrassment and fear. The white bra showed only the barest sign of the swell of her preteen breasts. Her panties were white with pink flowers, the little girl kind of panties.

The man found himself shaking with lust at the sight of the girl clad in just her underwear. His voice was a hoarse whisper as he said, “Now the fucking bra, little bitch. Take off the fucking bra.” He held his breath as she reached behind herself and undid the catch of her bra. Her hands shook as she pulled the bra forward and off her body. She let it fall from her hands to the floor and stifled a sob. She looked at the floor, unable to bear the gaze of her mommy and the man fucking her. Ian let out a gasp and stroked several more times into Joanne’s cunt, amazed at how the little girl’s body was affecting him. She had the barest hint of tits capped by tiny pink nipples. Her slender frame was clearly that of a girl, not a woman. Her little body was practically boyish with its flat chest and narrow hips. He had to see her girlhood. He had to see the little girl cunt that was hidden inside her panties. “Now the fucking panties,” he said to her. “Pull down your panties and show me your pussy.”

“Please, no,” whispered Joanne. “Let her go.”

Linda didn’t even hear her mommy plead for her. She was frightened out of her wits and unable to muster the will to resist. Her hands went to the waistband of her panties and pulled it out and down. Slowly she exposed herself, pulled her panties down over her slender thighs. Only then did she take her eyes off Ian to look down as she pulled them completely off and stepped out of them. Completely nude, she raised her gaze back up to the juncture of Ian’s cock and her mommy’s pussy, still too ashamed to look them in the eye.

Ian couldn’t take his eyes off the little girl’s body. The thrill of the forbidden shot through him as he stared at the 6th grader’s hairless cunt and tiny tits. Yet, he denied his urge to reach out and touch her. Instead, he kept fucking the spread-eagle woman and pawing at her tits. Joanne lay with her eyes closed, too humiliated and horrified to face her daughter’s gaze. When Ian noticed that Linda couldn’t take her eyes off her mommy’s cunt and the pistoning action of his cock in and out, he said, “Little bitch likes watching mommy get fucked.”

When Linda blushed, he knew he’d struck a chord. The preteen was getting her curiosity satisfied in spades. Joanne’s eyes flew open at the words and she looked at her daughter’s face. Linda’s gaze shifted for the first time, up to her mommy’s face. Seeing the look of disapproval there, Linda shifted guiltily, blushed, and returned her eyes to the fucking action right in front of her. The little girl was so embarrassed that she wanted to disappear, but even more than that, she wanted to keep watching. Afraid her mommy might try to send her away again, she looked up at Ian’s face for support. Her eyes begged him to let her stay, even to make her stay and watch.

“Watch mommy get fucked,” said Ian. “It’s OK if you like watching it. A little girl like you needs to learn all about fucking sometime. It’s OK to be curious. Maybe it even makes you a little excited? Hey, little girl, does it make your little cunt wet to watch me fuck your mommy?” He glanced at her cunt lips, eying them carefully for signs of moisture, but there were no signs. “Maybe it just makes your pussy tingle a little bit?”

Once again Linda blushed at his words. “Oh, yeah,” he continued. “Little bitch is getting hot watching mommy get fucked. Getting a little tingle in the pussy, aren’t you?”

Linda was suddenly aware of the new feeling as soon as Ian mentioned it. It was so slight that it might have gone unnoticed or she might have explained it away due to nerves or something. But, now she was very aware of it and because of Ian’s words, knew exactly why she was feeling that special tingle in her tummy and pussy. “Uh huh,” she acknowledged with a tiny nod of her head.

“That’s how mommy feels right now,” said Ian. “That’s what getting fucked does for a girl. You getting that tingle means you like watching and maybe even that you want to get fucked, too.”

“No, she doesn’t,” said Joanne. “She’s too young to know what she wants. Why don’t you just let her go to her room and wait for me?”

Ian shot a dirty look at Joanne and then looked back at Linda. “Hand me your panties, little bitch,” he said to her. The little girl bent down and picked up her discarded panties. Ian shoved the white cotton panties into Joanne’s mouth. “Keep quiet,” he said for emphasis as he poked the last bit of cloth between the woman’s lips.

Then, Ian pulled his cock out of Joanne’s pussy and paused for a moment. He noticed how Linda stared at his hard, glistening cock, covered with Joanne’s juices. Slowly he got off the bed until he was standing beside the little girl, her eyes still fixed on his cock. “Come with me,” he said to the girl and led the way to Joanne’s chest of drawers. He pulled open a drawer and found several scarves similar to the ties he’d used on Joanne. He could hear Joanne crying into her gag and assumed she had realized what he was about to do.

He led Linda back to the bed. Her curiosity faded immediately as he grabbed her and pushed her face first onto the bed next to her mommy. She struggled for a few seconds, filled with fear at the sudden change in her situation. Ian pulled the 11-year-old’s hands behind her and tied them together. Then, he rolled her over onto her back and looked at her as if for the first time. He reached out with his hands and touched the preteen’s tiny tits and pinched her little nipples. “First time for everything, huh, little bitch?” he said to her. “Never had a man feel up your titties before, did you? Ever let a boy touch them?”

“N-no,” said Linda. She’d never done anything with a boy. The feel of his hands on her was electrifying, unlike anything she’d experience before or anything she had anticipated. It felt so much better to have his hands on her than the few times she’d touched herself like this. Still, it felt terribly naughty to have him touching her. The bindings made it worse because she knew she couldn’t do anything to stop him.

For Ian, the bindings made the view even more erotic. Her arms were hidden behind her and the little girl was forced to push her nearly flat chest out at him lewdly. She was totally helpless and her squirms only added to the vision of her helplessness. Squirm though she might, she couldn’t keep his hands from fondling her small breasts. Yet, everywhere he touched, the girl felt a burning desire for him to touch her again and again.

Even when Ian’s hands wandered down her tummy to her bald pussy, Linda felt a warm glow inside her. In fact, it was especially good when his fingers caressed her between her slender legs. She had never touched herself there before and felt the tingle increase in intensity as his fingers first rubbed her plumb little pussy lips and then probed between them. “I’m gonna fuck this good,” he said as he slid his finger inside the little girl to the second knuckle. “You’re so fucking tight, I’m gonna have to fuck you.” His hands continued their exploration of the virgin’s body until he had touched every inch of her and the little girl was trembling with desire.

Ian bent his face over Linda’s face and pressed his lips to hers. She fought for a moment, confusion running through her body, and then let his tongue pry her lips apart. Her little tongue darted from her mouth and into his, as she savored her first real kiss. Finally, he rolled her over onto her stomach and examined her tight little ass. The round little ass was the only curve to the little girl’s otherwise flat and skinny body. He spent a few moments caressing it and her bare back before he finally decided what he was going to do.

Linda felt herself lifted up off the bed and carried around it. Then, she was placed on her feet at the foot of the bed. Ian took another scarf and tied her left ankle to the left corner of the bed and then her right ankle to the right corner. She was immobilized with her legs spread wide. He untied her wrists and then retied them one at a time to the posts of the four-poster bed. The right wrist was tied high up the right post and her left wrist was tied high up on the left post. When he was finished with her, Linda was tied spread eagle like her mommy, but standing at the foot of the bed instead of lying on it. The two females faced each other, sharing the 11-year-old’s fear between them.

Ian had to squat down to get his cock aligned with Linda’s virgin pussy. Then, rising slightly, he pushed the head of his cock between her plump little pussy lips. The little girl’s pussy was completely unprotected and though she tried to squeeze her legs shut, she could do nothing to prevent him from sliding his cock into her cunt. “God damn,” he exclaimed, though he was only an inch inside her pussy. “You are so fucking tight.” He pulled back and pushed in again. She was so tight that it was difficult to penetrate her. Slowly she stretched wider and he felt some lubrication from his own precum and her juices. He pushed a couple of inches in. There was a moment of resistance and then he pushed up harder, tearing through her virginity and sinking his cock three inches into her.

“Aaaaa, owwww,” she wailed. “It hurts, oh, it burns, it burns, take it out, take it out.”

But, he kept his cock right where it was, savoring the feel of her attempts to squeeze him out. He wrapped his arms around her, his arms fondling her tits while he slowly pumped in and out a few more times. Each time his cock went a little bit deeper until he finally had it buried inside her preteen pussy all the way. “Fucking the little bitch,” he said as he pulled out and pushed all the way back in. “Mommy’s watching me fuck the little bitch.”

Linda’s wails had faded to moans now as her cunt stretched and the pain faded. It went from painful to uncomfortable to odd to mildly arousing.

The tears on Joanne’s face only made it sweeter for Ian as he raped the little girl right in front of her. “Mommy can’t do anything to protect her little girl,” gloated Ian. He was nearly out of his mind with lust as he fucked the tight hole. He’d never imagined that a fuck could be this much fun, but he was really riding high on the forbidden aspects of the bondage, the girl’s age, and the mother’s unwilling participation in the rape. He kept pumping into the girl, unable to restrain himself any longer. Seconds later, he spasmed inside Linda, shooting his cum deep with each stroke of his cock. “Fucking the little bitch,” he said again as his muscles tensed in one of the best orgasms he’d ever had. “Fucking the little bitch while mommy watches.”

As his hard on faded away, Ian pulled out of Linda’s cunt. He’d noticed in the last few seconds of the fucking that she had started to push back against him, picking up his rhythm and joining in the fucking motion. He put his hand to her hairless slit and found her erect clit. She moaned in pleasure, pushing her hips forward against his hand as he fingered her. “Little bitch is getting hot,” he said in surprise. “Little bitch wants to cum.”

Linda wasn’t quite sure what Ian meant, but she didn’t want him to stop rubbing her special place. She ground her hips forward to meet his insistent finger. “Fuck me,” she whispered. It was barely audible and Ian wasn’t sure that she’d actually said anything. One hand kept playing with her nipples while the other worked on her throbbing clit. “Fuck me,” she said again and this time Ian heard her.

“You gonna cum for me, little bitch?”

She wasn’t sure what he meant, but she guessed that she was doing whatever he was talking about. “Uh huh,” she moaned. “Oh yeah, uh huh, it feels good.” She didn’t want him to stop, but at this point she was pretty sure he wasn’t going to stop either.

“Tell me about it,” he said. “Tell mommy about it.” He could see her slender arms tensing against their bonds as her whole body writhed in pleasure.

“It feels good,” she said. “Mommy, it feels good.”

“Want me to keep going?” asked Ian.

“Oh, yeah,” she panted. “Don’t stop. It feels good.”

“Tell me about it,” he said again. “Tell me that you’re a little bitch that wants to cum. Who wants her mommy to watch her cum.”

“Uh huh,” moaned Linda, her hips becoming frantic as they thrust against Ian’s magic finger. “Do that. It feels good. I’m a … I want to cum. Mommy watch me cum.”

“Tell me you’re a little bitch,” insisted Ian, his finger slowing down and relaxing its pressure on her sensitive clit for the first time.

The 11-year-old felt the change in pace and pressure. “Oh, no, don’t stop,” she cried out. “I’m a little bitch,” she said. “I’m a little bitch who wants to cum. I’m a little bitch… who wants mommy to watch her cum.”

Ian fingered her hard and fast, feeling her body tense and then relax as her orgasm swept over her. “Cum, little bitch,” he said to her. “Cum for mommy, cum for me, cum, cum, cum.” She pulled on the bindings on her wrists, twisting, turning, and bucking in ecstasy. Finally, she collapsed as her knees gave out and she hung by her wrists from the tops of the bed posts. Her body glistened with sweat and her flat chest heaved from the exertion of fucking herself against the man’s hand.

Ian was completely amazed at the intensity of the little girl’s orgasm. He left her tied and hanging while he climbed up on Joanne and pushed his cock into her cunt. Though he’d just cum a few minutes prior, he fucked Joanne quickly and shot another load.

Satisfied, Ian retrieved his stash of drugs and gave Joanne a shot of heroin as her reward. She felt the drug course through her veins and let herself go in the euphoria that followed. Ian put the needle to Linda’s arm, too. “Little bitch deserves a hit, too,” he said. Joanne was too far gone to argue with him. Still, she felt a sense of loss and regret as he put the needle in her daughter’s arm. He pushed the plunger and said, “Now she’ll do anything I want for her next hit.”

He packed up his things and patted the drugged mother on her thigh. “This one’s on the house,” he said to her. “Don’t like to give drugs away, bitch, but this one’s on the house.” He untied one of her wrists. As she came back to reality, she could untie her own wrists and ankles and then untie her daughter. In the meantime, the two were too high to care. He dressed and left the house with visions of the 11-year-old tied and blowing him, screaming and wearing clothespins on her nipples, and begging him for another hit.