CHAINED DAUGHTER

BY VULGUS

[ part 7 ]

Rosie let her full weight settle on Connie's face. The woman uttered a long sigh. Her eyes closed for a moment. Beneath her crotch, Connie gagged. The teenager's breathing was cut off. She twisted around in a futile effort to escape the burden of Rosie's ass.

"Oh, shit." Rosie sighed again and looked down at the helpless young girl. "You suck cunt good, girl. If you suck cock half as good, you'll make a lot of men goddamn happy."

The woman stood, digging her palm against the small of her back to ease the strain of the awkward position. Connie closed her eyes, shuddering. For a moment nothing happened. Then the girl gasped as the hose was turned on again and played over her body.

The water washed away the last of the soap and the remnants of Rosie's cunt juices on Connie's face and upper body. Then the woman grabbed Connie by the hair and dragged her out of the shower.

"Oh, please!" Connie begged for mercy without shame. "My arms hurt! I think one of them is broken!"

"Shit!" Rosie chuckled, shaking her head as she let go of Connie's hair. "you think you're hurt now, girlie? Just you wait a minute. You'll think I've been tickling you!"

The woman sat Connie up, yanking the helpless girl about roughly. Connie shook her head, shook the water from her eyes and ears. She looked around the great room while Rosie moved away from her.

The nearest wall was covered with bondage devices. Ropes and shackles hung from rings, and from the ceiling as well. There was equipment Connie didn't recognize in the center of the room. Near her was a gym exercise horse with a strange thing sticking out of the top. Connie blinked, and saw the thing was a huge artificial cock.

The teenager turned her head, and for the first time saw she was not the only prisoner in the big room. A row of mattresses was shoved against the rear wall. They made a bed at least twenty feet long. Half a dozen young girls were strapped spread-eagled to the mattresses. Several of them had their heads raised, looking toward Connie.

"Why you nosy little bitch! Who the fuck gave you permission to move?"

Rosie's foot slammed against Connie's ribs as the woman roared with anger, knocking the girl over. Tears came to Connie's eyes and she gasped with pain.

"Ow! Owwwwww! Please, I'm sorry!" she cried. "I won't do it again!"

"You're goddamn right you won't, you dirty little cunt!" said Rosie. "Around here, you don't fart without permission from me! I tell you to move, you do it damn quick. Otherwise you freeze your little ass!"

The woman cruelly yanked Connie back into a sitting position. Rosie knelt behind her and began to tackle the girl's wet hair with a comb. New pain stabbed through Connie's scalp as the comb was dragged through snarls. But the girl managed to swallow her protests.

Rosie worked on the girl without regard to her feelings. She dragged the comb through snarl after snarl. Then she grabbed the teenager's short hair in one hand, wrapping it as tight about her hand as she could.

"On your feet!" ordered the woman.

Before Connie could even try to obey, she was yanked up by her hair. Her knees buckled before her legs were straight. She would have fallen forward, but Rosie wrapped one arm around Connie's waist, supporting her. The woman grunted as she dug her fingernails into Connie's tit.

"Stand still!" she ordered. "Damn your useless ass!"

Sobbing against the pain in her scalp, Connie tried her best to obey. She heard a rattle and a slithering noise, and suddenly Rosie released her. Connie started to fall again, but a terrible pain shot across her scalp as her hair was cruelly yanked up.

"Owwwwwww!" Connie couldn't help screaming at the new pain. "Oh God! Please, don't! DON'T!"

The young girl was swinging free over the floor, her hair tied to something out of sight over her head. Unable to straighten her legs against the floor, she swung around until she could again see the girls tied to the row of mattresses. They stared at her without expression. The oldest was perhaps sixteen, the youngest no more than twelve. The latter girl hardly had tits at all, and just a brief scattering of hair across her pussy.

There was no bedding on the row of mattresses. They gleamed in the harsh light of the room, as though they were covered with plastic. Then Connie swung back again, and saw another bed in the corner of the room. It was a full bed, not just a mattress on the floor. Kingsized, it was covered with regular bedding. The blanket was folded to the foot of the bed, the sheet covered a teenaged boy to his knees.

The boy was staring at Connie with interest. He was stocky, dark-skinned. It was obvious, looking at the boy, to see that he was her son. His prick was as big as Roger Bradshaw's. It was hard. He rubbed it lightly. How old was he? At first Connie thought he was no older than her brother, Timothy. Then she decided he was at least as old as Roger.

She stared at the boy, begging for mercy. He laughed, and rubbed his cock. The foreskin was worked halfway back over the glans. The cockhead seemed almost white, the size of a quarter dollar, where it showed against the deep olive skin.

"She's a pretty one, mamacita," said the boy. "Can I fuck her now?"

Rosie grunted, standing behind Connie's back. Suddenly Connie was yanked farther into the air. Her legs straightened, the soles of her feet just touching the floor.

"Tomorrow you fuck her," said Rosie. "Tonight we have to hang her up. We have to season her pussy for the fucking she will be doing, Julio, my son. "

Julio laughed again. "My cock will season her pussy, Mama. Please, let me fuck her now."

"Don't tease, Julio," said Rosie.

The woman came in sight again, surveying her handiwork. Connie closed her eyes. The girl realized the situation was hopeless. Her father had really sold her to these terrible people!

She didn't see Rosie go to a rack of whips against the wall. The woman selected one, testing the hang of the short strand of leather. The strand was braided, tipped with a hard knot. Rosie brought it back, moving behind Connie again. The girl heard the soft sound her naked feet made against the hard floor.

Rosie licked her tongue across her lips as she took the measure of Connie's naked ass. The whip came back, the muscles in her arm rippling with strength. Julio sat up, moving to the edge of the bed. The boy leaned forward with his hands on the edge of the mattress. His eyes gleamed with cruel excitement as he watched his mother get ready to whip the helpless girl.

The whip snapped. "OWWWWWW!"

Connie screamed as the leather knot cut across her already bruised asscheeks. Fire burned through the old marks of her father's beating. Her body jerked in a sudden spasm and she bit her tongue until she tasted blood.

"OH MY GOD!" cried Connie. "PLEASE! OWWWWW!"

Connie screamed again as the whip cracked a second time. Rosie painted several more stripes across the wounded ass, then moved the braided leather lower, working it cruelly across the girl's thighs. The woman's tongue came out of the corner of her mouth as she adjusted her stance. The whip came back again, cracked again, rapidly.

"OH OH OH OH OH OH NO! PLEASE PLEASE OHHHHHH!"

Screams burst from Connie, and changed to gasps for breath as her throat became too raw to yell. Julio bounced with excitement on the edge of the bed. His cock was slammed against the ridged muscles of his belly as he encouraged his mother to redouble her efforts.

"Oh paint her ass, Mama!" cried the boy. "Whip her ass raw! Take the skin off her!"

Rosie laughed at Julio's obvious excitement. Her eyes rested on her son's throbbing prick. Julio grabbed his cock and began to jerk off. His mother didn't skip a beat as she continued to work the whip across the helpless teenaged prisoner's naked body. The leather braid moved up and down. It coiled now, about Connie's ankles, then came up again to paint sharp white stripes about her arms, which were suspended behind her back.

The sound of the whip's knotted tip was loud, coming fast enough to imitate a machine gun's rattle. The leather strap flew again and again. Rosie had found the rhythm now. She had to move no more than her wrist as she worked the leather whip across new targets on Connie's nakedness.

"Guh! Guh! Gahhhhhhh!"

Connie's voice was no more than a feeble croak. She was trying to beg for mercy, but it did not come. The girl swung around and around, trying to escape the fury of the woman as the whip cracked across her tits, then twisted around her belly when it came free again. Pain was in Connie's arms, in her shoulder joints, in her head. Tears scoured her cheeks as she cried uncontrollably.

"Oh, look at her titties jump, Mama!" cried Julio. "Whip her there again!"

Smiling, Rosie did as the boy asked, indulging her son's perverted sexual pleasures. The whip tip snapped again and again, catching Connie's nipples, snapping from one to the other. The girl felt as though red-hot knives had been driven deep into her helpless flesh each time the tip of the leather braid caught her again. Moaning, Connie's eyes closed and her head sagged forward. She was too weak from the beating to keep it erect any longer. Another dozen strokes fell quickly, and the girl fainted.

"Ahhhhhh!" Rosie sighed, wiping her mouth and flexing her shoulders as she dropped the whip to the floor. She studied the streaks of blood and frothy sweat across her victim. Connie moaned, coming out of her faint. The girl hurt so much she didn't realize the beating had stopped.

She heard Rosie's bare feet pad away. Then the light level was cut way down. A moment later Connie heard the creaking of the big bed. She opened her eyes again to see Rosie settling down beside the boy.

"Oh, Mama!" cried Julio. "I'm so horny!"

Julio caught his mother in his arms, kissing Rosie's mouth. Then the boy rubbed his face against the woman's big tits and sucked one nipple deep into his throat. Rosie dropped onto her backs sighing with pleasure. She patted her son's back.

"Oh, good boy!" said Rosie. "Suck Mama, Julio!"

Julio worked against his mother's nipple a moment longer. The bright lights in the ceiling were out, but enough light was left to show the girls tied to the mattresses. And Connie could clearly see the sexual activity of the woman and her son. The suspended girl's chin sagged against her breast. She was too tired to hold her head up straight. But from the corner of her eye she watched Julio.

"Please, Mama!" begged Julio again. "My cock is so hard! Please let me fuck the new whore!"

"Fuck Mama!" Rosie sighed again. "Stick your hard prick in Mama's cunt, Julio!"

She rubbed the boy's head gently. He protested.

"I fucked you already, Mama! Please, let me fuck her!"

"Mr. Hobart won't like it," said Rosie. "You know he wants the new slaves to hang all night, Julio."

"He won't be back," argued the boy. "He'll never know. Please, Mama! I promise, I'll hurt her some more when I fuck her! I'll make her scream!"

Rosie sighed again. "Devil! You could tease the devil into repenting."

"You'll let me fuck her!" cried the boy, happily. "Oh, thank you, Mama! I love you!"

Julio scrambled from the bed, his hard cock bobbing up and down as he hurried to Connie. The girl grunted as the boy threw his arms around her and hugged her. Julio sucked one of Connie's tortured nipples deep into his mouth, then worked his teeth into the flesh of the tit.

Connie gasped at the new sensation. "Oh! Oh, please! Help me!"

Julio grinned, his white teeth flashing in the gloom of the room. "Oh, I'll help you, whore! I'll help you get used to cock in your cunt!"

The boy grabbed Connie's ass, stabbing his hard cock up and against her groin. His cockhead rubbed across her sopping cunt hair, but missed the entrance. Grunting, the boy twisted Connie around and stabbed again.

"Ohhhhhh!" Connie sighed as his cock slipped through her swollen, punished pudenda. "OH! Huh . . . hurts!"

"Shit!" Julio chewed on his lip. "What's the matter with you? That feels good!"

The boy stabbed his cock up against Connie's mound again. This time more than the head worked inside. The girl's outer cunt lips were bruised from the beating and the cruel treatment of earlier. But as the hard young cock slid deep into the soft walls, Connie responded in the old-fashioned way. She sighed as Julio's cock pushed through the yielding walls of her pussy and rolled her head.

"Ohhhhh, yes!" Connie sucked in breath. "Yes! Oh, stick it in me! Fuh-fuck me! Fuck me!"

Julio laughed again, glancing around at his mother. "She is a whore, Mama! She loves it!"

"Fuck her, Julio!" said Rosie. "Fuck her hard!"

"I will, Mama!" said the boy, thrusting his cock up into the helpless girl again. "I'll fuck her just as hard as I can! Ohhhh, she's tight!"

Julio stabbed up once more, coming up onto his tiptoes. Five inches of his cock was in the girl now, but a full two inches were still outside. The boy grimaced and slid his hands up Connie's back, wrapping them around her shoulders. He tried to climb higher onto the girl, but the position was awkward. Rosie had done too good a job of tying her.

"Owwwwww! OH, GOD! DON'T!"

Connie screamed again as the boy added his weight to hers. It felt as though her scalp were being ripped away from her skull. Hot tears scalded across her cheeks again as Julio futilely tried to drive his cock all the way up into the prisoner's body.

"Oh, God!" she cried again, sobbing. "You're hurting me! I can't stand it!"

"Shit!" Julio came down onto his feet again, the head of his cock barely trapped in Connie's shuddering cunt. "Goddamn it, Mama! I gotta let her down!"

"Don't do that, Julio," said Rosie. "Mr. Hobart will take the whip to me and you if he catches you letting her down before morning."

"What am I gonna do, then?" protested the boy.

"You almost had her, didn't you?" Julio nodded yes to his mother's question. "Well, get one of the other whores. Stand on her. Use her for a stool."

Julio laughed at his mother's suggestion. The boy yanked his cock from Connie's cunt. It came free with a wet noise, and Connie felt droplets of her juice spatter against her legs. She moaned, closing her eyes again as the boy went to the nearest girl on the mattress. Connie heard a sharp cry of pain. When she opened her eyes again the boy was marching the girl across the room, her arm twisted behind her back.

"Get down there, whore!" ordered Julio.

"Ow! Please, don't!"

The plea for mercy was cut off when the boy shoved the girl to the floor. Julio forced her to turn over, onto her back. Her tits were generous, and Julio rubbed his naked foot across them, grinning with pleasure as the girl sobbed. Then he moved her closer to Connie, slamming her hip with his heel.

The girl rolled onto Connie's toes. Julio straightened her slightly. Then the boy stepped onto the girl. One foot was on her pelvis, the other rolling her belly back and forth. He held his arms out to both sides to balance himself against the jiggling body. Then he wrapped his arms around Connie and slammed his cock up through her thighs.

The angle was better now. The sopping cunt welcomed the hard muscle of the throbbing young cock. Connie gasped and arched her back, stiffening, as Julio found the entrance and drove inside her body.

"Ohhhhh, God!" Connie fought her shackles, wishing she could wrap her arms around the boy. "OHHHHH! YES! YES! DO IT TO ME!"

She heard the boy chuckle, heard the girl beneath Julio moan as he shifted his position slightly, digging his heels into her yielding flesh Julio caught Connie's asscheeks in both hands, digging his fingernails into her muscles. The boy worked his cock up once more, stabbing completely into the burning young cunt.

"Oh, yeah!" he sighed, with pleasure. "Yeah! That's got her, Mama! I'm all the way in her now!"

Rosie laughed, watching her son's ass muscles flex as he worked his cock within Connie's cunt. He was powerfully muscled, compactly built. His black hair tossed wildly as he stabbed against Connie again, his head falling back against his shoulders.

"Fuck her son!" called Rosie. "Fuck the cunt right out of the little bitch!"

Julio sucked in breath, then buried his face against Connie's shoulder. His teeth nibbled across her collar bone. The girl felt his cock flexing and jumping within her cunt, even though he was only holding her. One hand slid farther up her back, and then the other came around to knead the flesh of her tit.

"Oh, please!" said Connie, softly. She was begging. "I can't stand it! Please! Fuck me!"

"Yeah, bitch!" cried Julio, happily. "Yeah"

He stabbed again, nearly lifting Connie off the floor. Only the weight of the girl beneath Julio's feet across Connie's toes kept her from falling away. Julio worked his cock again, awkwardly for a few strokes. Then he found the rhythm and began sliding in and out of her body. He rocked back and forth on his stool, his arms wrapped around Connie's back. He held her for support.

"Oh, Christ!" cried the boy. "CHRIST! SWEET FUCK! SWEET FUCK! MAMA! MAMA! I'M FUCKING HER!"

Connie heard from a distance Rosie's laughter as she felt Julio's cock work within her cunt. The girl forgot the woman, however. She forgot everything, even the pain in her scalp, as the boy fucked into her with all of his strength. The beautiful young cock stabbed deep, slid across the burning cunt walls, turning her insides to liquid fire.

"OH, FUCK ME!" cried Connie. "FUCK MEEEEEE!"

And then she felt the hot wash as Julio exploded, sending his semen deep into her eager, working body.