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Author: Norm DePloom
Title: The Seduction of Charlotte, my Housekeeper's 
Daughter
Summary: The narrator seduces his housekeeper's young 
daughter, then rapes her mother.
Keywords: Mf, MF, m+F, oral, anal, rape

Caveat lector.

If you don't like sex stories, don't read it.
If you don't like stories about sex with underage 
children, don't read it.
If you don't like stories about forced sex, don't read 
it.
If you are below the arbitrary age set for your area, 
don't read it.
If for any reason it is illegal for you to read this 
story, don't read it.

Copyright (C) 2000 Norm DePloom.  ALL Rights Reserved
This story may not be reproduced in any form for 
profit without the written permission of the author.  
This story may be freely distributed with this notice 
attached.  The author may be contacted at 'MyStories 
at normdeploom dot com'

All the characters and events in this story are 
fictional; any resemblance to real people or events is 
entirely coincidental.

The Seduction of Charlotte, my Housekeeper's Daughter

By
Norm DePloom

The Butt
Every time Charlotte, my housekeeper's daughter 
approached the door to my study she would stop where, 
she thought, I could not see her and adjust her hair 
and clothes then, thrusting out her still small 
breasts she would walk past my door on whatever errand 
her mother had sent her on.  On this particular day, I 
had over heard Charlotte begging her mother for five 
dollars to purchase whatever it was that teenage girls 
could not live without.  

"Charlotte." I called out softly as she walked past 
the door for the fifth time that day.  

"Yes sir?" Charlotte asked, stepping just inside the 
doorway.  I was struck once more, as I was every time 
I saw her, by Charlotte's dark Hispanic beauty and 
sexuality.

"Come here." I ordered imperiously.  I watched as her 
youthful, breast-thrusting, confidence melted, being 
overtaken by childish apprehension.  I pushed my chair 
back from my desk and turned to face her as she 
crossed the room.  

"I hear you need five dollars, is that true?" 

"Yes sir." She answered, her arms hanging to her side, 
her face looking down and her weight shifting 
nervously from foot to foot.  "I need to buy..."  I 
cut her off with a wave of my hand.  

"I don't care what it is you wish to buy."  I informed 
her.  "I only want to know how badly you want the 
money."  I watched her face turn bright red.

"Oh no," I chuckled, "I'm not going to ask you to do 
anything really naughty." I assured her.  I saw relief 
on her face, mixed with the blush. 

"I'll give you this," I said as I took a crisp new 
five-dollar bill out and put it on my desk, "If you 
let me feel you behind."  I paused, "On top of your 
clothes of course."  I said with a disarming smile.  
Not waiting for her answer I reached around with my 
hands then caressed and kneaded both cheeks of her 
shapely firm young butt.  I continued until she looked 
up and met my eyes.

"Feels good, doesn't it?"

"Yes, sir," she answered softly as I felt her body 
beginning to relax.  

"Watch the clock on my desk."  I told her and let me 
know when five minutes is up.  "You get one dollar for 
each minute I caress your rear."  I stretched the 
definition of 'rear', letting my hands roam onto her 
thighs and my fingers curl into her butt crack.  I 
could feel her crinkled ass twitch when my fingers 
pressed against it through her skirt and cotton 
panties.  

I heard a deep sigh as Charlotte placed her hands on 
my shoulders and spread her legs, just a little.  
Looking up, I saw that her eyes were closed and a 
smile was growing on her full lips.  She was not 
watching the clock on my desk.  She obviously did not 
care how long I continued.  My cock was bulging 
against the front of my trousers when, just as the 
clock indicated the end of my five minutes, I pushed 
my fingers further in between her legs, following the 
curve of her crotch from her ass to the point where I 
could feel the warmth of her tender young sex through 
her clothes.  I let my fingers remain there, pressing 
against her, and feeling her pressing back against my 
fingers until I felt just a hint of her hips beginning 
to rock trying to increase the stimulation she was 
feeling.  Then I released her rear end and gave her 
the five-dollar bill.  Making no effort to hide the 
hard cock pushing against the front of my trousers, I 
walked Charlotte to the door.  Charlotte's face 
reflected a combination of disappointment and 
unfulfilled lust.

"If you need more money next week, come back and see 
me again."  As I closed the door to my study I heard 
the door to the bathroom down the hall close.  Walking 
back to my desk I unzipped my pants and pulled my hard 
throbbing cock from its confinement in my trousers.  

I sat back in my desk chair and slowly stroked myself 
as I remembered the feel of her firm young butt in my 
hands and imagined Charlotte setting on the toilet, 
her white cotton panties down around her ankles and 
her legs spread wide, as she rubs herself more and 
more frantically until her body stiffens and she cums 
with a loud moan.  At that point I shot more and 
harder than I could remember shooting in many years.  
It arched over my desk landing on the carpeted floor 
on the other side.  The second spurt landed on the 
book I had been reading when Charlotte had so 
pleasantly interrupted my afternoon.  The remainder 
oozed out and ran down the shaft of my softening 
member.

The Belly Button
The memory of Charlotte's firm butt, the warmth of her 
crotch through her cotton panties and skirt,  pluss 
the imagined vision of her taking care of her needs 
setting on the toilet was enough to keep me hard and 
spewing cum for a week.  

I must admit I had already jerked off twice in 
anticipation of Charlotte's arrival.  I heard 
Charlotte and her mother arrive and listened as they 
moved around the house completing housekeeping chores.  
Finally, when she could get away from her mother for a 
few minutes, Charlotte appeared at the door to my 
study.  I looked up from my book and felt a bolt of 
excitement surge through my body, the kind of 
excitement you only feel when you are about to engage 
in a really depraved forbidden sexual act.

"Why don't you close the door?" I suggested waving her 
into the room.  After peaking up and down the hall to 
insure her mother wasn't looking Charlotte quietly 
closed the door then crossed the room to stand in 
front of me.  The conflicting emotions playing across 
her face were as easily read as the open book on my 
desk.  The desire for money and the eagerness to re-
experience the wonderfully exciting feelings she 
remembered from last week mixed with the guilt of 
being so terribly 'naughty' with a man several times 
her age.  

"This time," I said looking her directly in the eyes 
as I pulled two brand new five-dollar bills from my 
pocket and put them on my desk, "I want to feel that 
nice tight little ass of yours, just like I did last 
week," Charlotte blushed bright red, but did not look 
away from my gaze, "and," I continued, "for the second 
five I want to kiss your belly-button while I'm doing 
it."

"Kiss my belly-button?"  Charlotte giggled loudly then 
covered her mouth and looked around like she expected 
to see her mother standing behind her.  

"Hold the bottom of your blouse up," I instructed 
moving her hands into the proper positions, "and your 
skirt's waistband down."  Charlotte continued giggling 
softly as she held her clothes, exposing her navel for 
my amorous attentions.

"That tickles," Charlotte giggled as my mustache and 
beard brushed her stomach causing her abdominal 
muscles to involuntary pull away.  I planted my hands 
firmly on the back of her thighs and pulled her bare 
midriff firmly against my waiting mouth.  

Charlotte's girlish giggles quickly turned to very 
womanly moans as I snaked my tongue around her navel 
and, slipping my hands up under her skirt, moved my 
fingers over her warm moist crotch with only her thin 
white cotton panties between my fingertips and her 
tender young girl-flesh.  As soon as my fingers 
touched the area between her legs Charlotte bent her 
knees, moving her thighs apart and pushing herself 
down against my invading digits.  With each stroke of 
my fingers Charlotte would rock her hips back, making 
sure that I would touch her most sensitive spot every 
time.

As her first orgasm approached Charlotte wrapped her 
arms around my head for support and, with more and 
more forceful grunts, thrust herself back and forth 
against my fingers until, throwing her head back and 
whipping her hair from side to side, she chanted 
'oh...god...oh...god..,' over and over rocking her 
hips and stroking herself forcefully on my fingers in 
time with her chanting.  

The chanting, and the hip thrusts, continued at an 
accelerating pace until every muscle in her body 
suddenly became rigid and she stood almost completely 
still except for the small pelvic gyrations she used 
to grind her clitoris against my fingertips.  This was 
accompanied by a high-pitched 
'nnnnnnnn...nnnnnnnnn....'  She was holding my face 
smashed against her stomach, and I was beginning to 
wonder if I would ever be allowed to breathe again 
when she screamed 'GODDAMN MOTHER FUCKING SHIT' and, 
her body suddenly relaxed, and almost collapsed.  I 
held Charlotte up and after handing her the money 
supported her until she was ready to leave the room.  

Charlotte's flush of sexual excitement was slowly 
replaced with a blush of total embarrassment as she 
straightened her cloths and walked self-consciously to 
the door of my study.  As the sexual excitement 
drained from her I could see waves of shame wash over 
her face, shame over the display of unbridled lust she 
had just finished.  As soon as the door closed I 
finished my self off just as I had the previous week.  
I stroked myself gently as I thought about my little 
beauty and the important precedence we had just set.  
Now she knew that she would be paid more every week, 
but in exchange she would be expected to offer more 
access to her body.

The Breasts
I spent all week eagerly looking forward to 'cleaning' 
day.  I also spent the week combing the Internet 
collecting fuck pictures featuring young Hispanic 
women, all of whom bore startling similarities to 
Charlotte.  I spent a good bit of time during the week 
jerking off to a video clip I had downloaded that 
stared a Hispanic slut who could have been Charlotte's 
twin sister.  My plans definitely included making my 
own version of this little feature staring Charlotte 
and myself.

The following week I was waiting in my study with a 
brand new unwrinkled ten and a new unwrinkled five 
already laid out on the desk when, late in the day, 
Charlotte finally walked into the room.  Without 
waiting to be told Charlotte closed the door and 
walked over to where I sat.

My cock hardened, visibly tenting my trousers as I 
watched her cross the room.   Without a word I placed 
my hands on her thighs and pulled her firm young body 
close.  This time she had worn a cut off T-shirt that 
left her flat well-muscled stomach naked, ready for my 
attentions.  I slipped my right hand under her skirt 
and instead of kissing her belly button, I stared 
directly into her large beautiful eyes while I reached 
up with my left hand and caressed her breasts.  

She stared back unflinching as I hardened her nipples 
and stroked my fingers back and forth over her panty 
covered crotch.  While I concentrated on stroking her 
labia and clitoris through a layer of cotton with my 
right hand I abandoned her breasts long enough to take 
her hand and place it on my trouser covered hard cock.  
Her eyes grew wide with wonder as her hand gently 
moved up and down my cloth-covered hard on.

As soon as her hand was deposited on my hard cock I 
returned my attention to her breasts determined to 
test her nipple's ability to stay erect.  Charlotte 
bent her knees and leaned slightly forward, making 
herself more available to my caresses while making it 
easier to keep her hand moving up and down my very 
eager hard cock.

"Yes, that's the place, that's where it feels the 
best, keep going just like that."  Charlotte kept up a 
good steady pace with her hand moving up and down my 
trouser-covered hard on while she rocked her hips, 
rubbing her own eager crotch against my invading 
fingers at the same time.  This girl, I thought, has 
some natural talent.

The speed of her hand up and down my cock, and her 
rocking hips rubbing herself against my fingers 
increased in time with each other as our mutual 
excitement grew.  Her body stiffened and her hand 
clamped down on the shaft of my cock as almost 
inaudible sounds like a person being slowly strangled 
escaped from her slightly opened lips.  She pushed 
down hard against my fingers and jerked her hips back 
and forth several times before uttering a strangled 
'Oh God' then falling to her knees just in time to 
feel my cock twitched several times in her hand and 
watch the wet spot spread along the material at the 
tip of my cock just inches from her wide eyes.  

I leaned forward and with her hand still on my hard 
cock and my hand still on her blouse and bra covered 
right breast put my mouth to hers and slipped my 
tongue between her sweet young lips.  After a brief 
hesitation Charlotte returned my kiss.  Breaking off 
the kiss I helped her to her feet, handed her the 
fifteen dollars and, with my arm around her waist, 
walked her to the door.  

"You are very beautiful."  I told Charlotte as I 
opened the door and with a brief brush of my lips 
across hers and a gentle squeeze of her breast sent 
her on her way.   Leaving the door open I returned to 
my desk and stared off into space for several minutes 
letting the feelings soak in while I marveled at how 
orgasmic my little slut had turned out to be.  

The Bare Butt
Again I passed the week until Charlotte's return 
searching the Web for pictures of naked sluts who 
looked like her.  I lucked out and found another video 
clip of the look-alike.  This time she was taking it 
up the ass from one man while another one pounded his 
cock down her throat.  I drained myself until I was 
sore watching that one over and over while thinking 
about Charlotte on her back, legs spread wide, her 
tender young virgin cunt wet and ready while she begs 
me to put it in her for her first time.

Needless to say I was waiting with my cock already 
hard and a new crisp unwrinkled twenty on the desk 
when she walked through the door the next week.  
Charlotte closed the door and, after walking nervously 
across the room under my lecherous gaze stood in front 
of me.  Making no attempt to hide the bulge in my 
trousers I placed my hands on the back of her thighs 
and pulled her closer so she stood between my knees.  
A loud gasp escaped from her when I slid my hands up 
her butt and under her skirt then, after hooking my 
thumbs under the elastic band, pulled her white cotton 
panties down her well-muscled slim young legs.  
Sliding my left hand back up her leg to rest on her 
now naked butt, I pushed her tight blouse and bra up 
under her armpits leaving her breasts and hardening 
nipples exposed.  Without giving her a chance to 
protest, not that she was showing any desire to, I 
enveloped her right nipple in my warm mouth and 
swirled my tongue over and around the delicate morsel.  
While treating Charlotte to the ecstasy of her first 
nipple-suck I moved my right hand down across her 
stomach, over her soft curly pubic hair and, as she 
spread her legs, into the wet warmth of her crotch.  

Charlotte wrapped her arms around my neck and held 
herself tightly against my sucking mouth while her 
hips rocked, pushing her sensitive clitoris and her 
wet engorged labia against my eager exploring fingers.  
I moved my attention to her other nipple while 
Charlotte rode my hands to her first orgasm.  I kept 
one hand between her legs and my mouth gently working 
on her nipples while Charlotte's breathing slowly 
returned to normal after her body shaking cum.  With 
my other hand I unzipped my trousers and pulled my 
hard throbbing cock into view.  I worked my finger 
deeper into Charlotte's tight wet cunt, rubbed her 
swollen clitoris with my thumb and sucked harder on 
her crinkled nipples.  I used my other hand to pull 
Charlotte's right hand from around my neck and push it 
down to my exposed hard cock.  Charlotte gasped and 
her body jerked in surprise as her hand touched my 
hard, hot, naked cock-flesh.  I moved her hand up and 
down the shaft until she got the idea and I could 
return my hand to her crotch.  Even with no prior 
experience Charlotte showed an amazing innate talent 
for stimulating me with her hand.  I let her hard 
nipple slip from my mouth.

"Yes," I moaned, "rub my cock, make me cum."  I moved 
my mouth to hers and pushed my tongue between her lips 
once again.  A rhythmic 'mmmmm...mmmmm...mmmm'  
humming came from her throat as Charlotte's tongue 
twisted and turned around mine.    

When her second orgasm hit I wasn't sure if she was 
going to suck my tongue out of my head, jerk my hard 
cock loose from my body, or both.  Thankfully my 
tongue, and my cock, stayed firmly attached to my body 
while Charlotte drenched my fingers with her juices 
during what appeared to be an even more intense cum 
than her first one.  

"Now," I said as I gently brought Charlotte to her 
knees between my spread legs and, placing my hand on 
top of hers, started her stroking my still hard, still 
unsatisfied cock, "it's your turn to make me cum."  
Charlotte stared at my cock with wide-eyed wonder as 
her hand moved up and down its shaft.  As I watched 
the wonderfully erotic combination of innocents and 
sensuality playing across her face, I ran my hand over 
Charlotte's hair and pondered what it was going to 
feel like when my cock slipped into her tight virgin 
body for the first time.  
 
Two or three dozen strokes later Charlotte jumped in 
startled surprise when I erupted sending my 'lipid 
jets of liquid love' as Walt Whitman described it, 
high into the air to fall back splattering on her hand 
and wrist.  With an engaging sense of curiosity 
Charlotte brought her hand up to her nose and gave my 
cum an experimental sniff then, wrinkling up her nose 
wiped the thick liquid on her skirt.  Just wait my 
little sex kitten, I thought, until I make you drink 
it.

I watched, my softening cock still hanging from my 
trousers while Charlotte, her embarrassment growing as 
the excitement of her orgasms diminished, straightened 
her clothes then, after grabbing the twenty-dollar 
bill, fled from the room.  After the door closed 
behind her I replayed the whole thing in my mind and 
slowly jerked off and came again.  

Mother's Protest
The next week passed as the previous ones had.  That 
is I jerked off so many times, recalling what had 
already happened or imagining what was going to 
happen, that I'm surprised my dick survived the week 
still attached to the rest of my body.  Jerking off 
only seemed to stoke the lustful fires that had been 
ignited by Charlotte's hot, sexy, virginal body and I 
was in a heightened state of horniness by the time 
cleaning day arrived.  But instead of a willing, 
eager-to-learn, slut in training I was confronted with 
an angry mother calling me a child molester and 
threatening to call the police.  I listened to her 
tirade only briefly before moving to regain control of 
the situation.  

"Sit down," I instructed her as I moved to the door, 
"and shut up."  I finished as I closed and locked the 
door.   "You are not going to go to the police," I 
continued as I slipped the door key into my pocket and 
returning to my desk chair sat facing Charlotte's 
mother.  

"Why not?"  Despite her brave front I could se that 
her anger was beginning to give way to apprehension.  

"Because it would do you no good," I answered with a 
spider that caught the fly look on my face, "both the 
Chief of Police and the District Attorney are old 
buddies of mine, and since you don't have a green card 
I could easily convince them that this is all a plot 
by you and your slut daughter to extort money from 
me."

"My Daughter is not a slut," tears streamed down her 
cheeks.  

"Last week she came twice with my fingers buried 
inside her, then got down on her knees and gave me a 
hand job before collecting her twenty dollars."  I 
paused briefly before continuing.  "If that's not a 
slut I don't know what is.  Not only is she a slut," I 
stood up and paced around the room, "but she is well 
on her way to being a whore."  

"On the other hand," I stopped behind the chair where 
she was sitting and put my right hand on her shoulder, 
"she is, I'm sure, still a virgin, at least for now."  
Charlotte's mother tried to pull away from my hand but 
I gripped her shoulder and held her in the chair.  

"Now," I placed my left hand on her other shoulder, "I 
will tell you what your real options are."

"You could quit working for me," I massaged her 
shoulders as I talked, "but if you do you'd better 
move to a different city."  I leaned down close to her 
left ear and spoke softly.  "Two reasons why you would 
have to leave town," I let my hot breath flow over her 
neck, "first your daughter, the virgin slut, knows how 
to ride a bus and will be over here in a flash the 
first time she needs some money."  I inhaled deeply 
pulling her odor into my nose.  "And believe me she 
will have to do a lot more than give me a hand job at 
the next time."  My 'massaging' of her shoulders 
became decidedly more of a 'caress'.  "Secondly if you 
and your slut daughter stay in this town I'll make 
sure you get deported."  I let that sink in while my 
fingers moved just under the edge of her blouse.  

"In fact," I moved my beard to tickle her neck, "I bet 
I could get you deported and arrange to have Charlotte 
put into my care as her foster parent."  I moved my 
mouth to the other side of her head and tickled her 
ear with my beard as I spoke.  "Just think of the fun 
I could have with her then."  Charlotte's mother 
sobbed and more tears streaked down her face.  

"Now," I held her down in the chair with my arms and, 
pushing my hands down inside her blouse, worked my 
fingers under the edge of her bra, "the second option.  
We could add fucking to your job description."  I 
forced my hands inside her bra and cupped her breasts.  
Despite her sobs and tears I could feel her nipples 
hardening against the palms of my hands.  

"I'll pay you an extra twenty-five dollars a week," I 
nuzzled her ear and neck as I spoke, my hands 
massaging her breasts, "and you fuck me whenever and 
however I want."  I paused and snaked my tongue into 
her ear.  Her body was definitely responding to my 
forced attentions.  "Of course there is still the bus 
problem."  I paused then continued.  "You and I both 
know that your little slut whore of a daughter will be 
over here begging me to fuck her the first time she 
wants to buy a CD or some lipstick."  Her nipples were 
hard against my hands and her breathing was becoming 
more ragged.  

"And now, your best all around choice," I shifted my 
hands so I could rub her hard nipples between my 
thumbs and forefingers, "I'll pay you and extra two 
hundred dollars each week," I paused to let the amount 
sink in, "you will fuck me whenever I want," again I 
paused.  This time I was rewarded with a low moan from 
Charlotte's mother, "and you will keep your nose out 
of Charlotte's and my business."  

"I'm willing give you some time to think over your 
options, but you left Charlotte home today so you owe 
me, some fucking."  Pulling my hands out of her bra I 
grabbed her blouse on each side of the collar and 
ripped it open, sending buttons flying all over the 
room.   I grabbed both sides of her fasten-in-front 
bra and ripped it open.  Before she could respond I 
grabbed the back collar of her blouse then, pulling 
her up and pushing her forward followed immediately by 
pulling her torn and ruined blouse and bra down and 
back, sent her stumbling across the floor naked from 
the waist up.  Moving quickly around the chair I held 
Charlotte's mother from behind with an arm around her 
waist and ripped her skirt from the waistband about 
half way down to the bottom.  

About this time it finally sank in that she was about 
to be raped and Charlotte's mother started trying to 
fight me off.  I already had a good hold on her so I 
wrestled her arms behind her back then, holding her 
wrists in my left hand and ignoring her struggles and 
her sobbingly begging me to 'not do this' to her, I 
forced her to bend over pushing her breasts against 
the cold hard wood desk top.  Keeping a good grip on 
her wrists I pulled her panties off her up thrust ass 
and, pushing them down to her knees, ran my hand up 
and down her thighs and over her trembling ass.  I 
could not understand a word of the Spanish, which now 
came from her mouth between sobs, but I'm sure there 
was nothing lady-like about it.  I dropped my pants 
exposing my throbbing eager cock then went back to my 
leisurely exploration of my housekeeper's most private 
area.  I brought my hand down the outside of her right 
leg, crossed over the underside of knee then slowly 
moved up her inner thigh until my fingertips finally 
touched her hot wet sex.  Two of my fingers sank 
effortlessly into her.

"I see my housekeeper is just as much of a slut as her 
daughter."  I observed as I slid a third finger into 
her.  After stroking my fingers in and out of her wet 
opening several times I grasped the base of my hard 
cock and rubbed its head up and down her well-
lubricated slit.  I positioned my cock head at the 
opening to her cunt then, after grabbing one of her 
wrists in each of my hands and moving her arms over 
her head until we were both grabbing the far edge of 
the desk, my body covering hers completely holding her 
down to the surface of the desktop, I pushed my cock 
into her in one long slow thrust.  

I fucked her long and hard, slamming her body between 
mine and the desk, hammering my cock in and out of her 
until her tears of shame and rage were replaced with 
screams of orgasmic joy, after fucking her, I 
confiscated her torn clothing.

"You can have these back when you've finished your 
work.  You will clean my house naked from know on, and 
whenever you hear this bell," I picked up a bell from 
my desk and rang it, "you will come back here ready to 
fuck in whatever way I want."  Several times over the 
next couple of hours I would wander around the house 
catching glimpses of her vacuuming, dusting or doing 
the laundry naked.   

After about three hours I heard her working in the 
kitchen and wondered into that portion of the house.  
Entering the room quietly I walked up behind my 
housekeeper without her realizing I was there.  She 
jumped almost off the floor when I placed an arm on 
each side of her, holding onto the edge of the sink 
with each hand and trapping her between the counter 
and myself.  

"Have you ever been ass fucked"" I ground myself 
against her butt.  

"N..N..No." She stammered.

"Well, Teresa," I held her against the counter with my 
body as I released my grip on the edge of the sink and 
moved my hands up to cup her breasts, "today is your 
lucky day.  If I were you," I released one of her tits 
and dropped my pants, "I'd get some of that olive oil 
on this dick before it gets shoved up your ass.  That 
is, of course, unless you like the idea of getting 
butt fucked without any lubrication."  

"No...please don't do that."  She moaned in terror.  
Reaching for the indicated decanter of olive oil, 
Teresa poured a pool of oil into the palm of her hand 
then, reaching behind her back, applied the lubricant 
to my hard cocks.

"Please don't," She begged as her hand spread the oil 
over my cock. 

"Oh yes my little whore housekeeper," I bent her at 
the waist and pushed her breasts down almost into the 
sink, "you'd better get used to this," I pushed my 
oiled cock against her tightly closed sphincter, 
"because I really love fucking nice tight asses."  She 
whined and moaned in pain as her virgin ass stretched 
to accommodate my hard cock.  

"What gets you wetter," I asked leaning over to 
whisper in her ear as the last two inches of my cock 
slipped into her abused ass, "thinking about what I'm 
going to do to you next," I gave my cock an extra 
shove to make sure it was all the way in, "or 
imagining what I'm doing to Charlotte when the study 
door is closed?" 

"Please," she whimpered as I pulled my cock out 
leaving only my cockhead inside, being held in place 
by her tight sphincter muscle, "I'll be your whore, 
I... I'll fuck whenever and however you want... just 
please... don't fuck my daughter."  Just as she said 
'daughter' I slammed my cock into her hard banging her 
against the counter. 

"Oh my god," she screamed as her breath was knocked 
out of her, "you're ripping me apart."  I pulled my 
cock out and slammed it into her ass with even more 
brutal force.  

"Pleeeeeaaaasssseeee," she wailed.

"You just haven't learned yet," I yelled back at her 
slamming my cock into her abused ass once again, "you 
and Charlotte are both going to be my whores."  I 
heard nothing more from her other than yelps of pain 
as I slammed my cock into her over and over.  This was 
intended to be a punishment fuck and I was determined 
to make sure every stroke caused her pain.   Feeling 
strong and powerful I held her ass impaled on my cock 
while I pumped my cum into her bowels then, pulling 
out, I walked off leaving her collapsed on the floor 
sobs racking her body.  Twenty minutes later I heard 
her up working around the house again and I new I had 
her, she, and her daughter were mine.  

Late in the afternoon, early evening hours she 
appeared at the door to my study, still naked, her 
face dirty and streaked with tears.  I waved her over 
to me then, taking hold of her hands pulled her down 
to her knees in front of me.  Then I leaned back in my 
chair and waited.  Teresa slowly lifted her arms then, 
leaning forward unzipped my trousers and, pulling my 
cock into view, lowered her head and sucked me into 
her mouth.  As my cock hardened in her warm wet mouth 
I leaned forward and, petting her hair, spoke to her 
in a soft tender voice.

"That's my good little mama whore, suck your master 
dry then bring your whore daughter with you next week 
so I can enjoy her."  In response I heard a moan 
expressing both emotional pain and total surrender 
from the woman who was displaying an unexpected talent 
for cock sucking.  After swallowing my cum Teresa laid 
her head on my thigh, her mouth still only inches from 
my softening cock.  

"Please, I beg you one more time," tears once again 
flowed from her eyes as she spoke, "please don't fuck 
my daughter."  I lifted her head with one hand under 
her chin and looked into her eyes as I spoke.  

"You are my whore now."  I waited for her to 
acknowledge what I said.

"Yes."  She whispered nodding her head.

"And your daughter is my whore also."  I waited and 
watched as the last remnants of resistance drained 
from her.

"Yes." She whimpered with a resigned node of her head.

"Now," I gave her a shove, pushing her dirty naked 
body away from me, "put on your rags and go home."  I 
watched as she put on her torn clothes then, trying to 
hold them in place walked from my house to the bus 
stop down the street.  I imagined her on the bus, 
surrounded by men, trying to keep her obviously well 
fucked body covered with the remnants of her clothes 
while the men stared at her, bulges growing unhidden 
in their pants.  

Mother's OK
Despite her seeming acquiescence to my demands the 
previous week, I wasn't sure whether she and her 
daughter would show up the next week or not.  It was 
always a possibility that she would decide to take her 
daughter and run.  I found out later that she had 
tried, but that Charlotte refused to cooperate and had 
threatened to run away if she was forced to move.  
Charlotte told her mother that she saw nothing wrong 
with getting money from me for letting me touch her.  
Teresa, finally having to admit that I was right and 
that her daughter was a natural whore who would end up 
selling it no matter what she did, decided to relax 
and enjoy the extra $200.00 a week I would be paying 
her for the privilege of debauching her daughter.  

The two of them arrived at their usual time and I 
called them both into my study.  I sat at my desk and 
looked over the mother and daughter standing side by 
side in front of me.  Charlotte was an exact younger 
copy of her mother.  I would be getting the best of 
both the young freshness of the virginal Charlotte and 
the experienced sexuality of Teresa.  Sensing a 
competition, they both stood straight with their 
breasts thrust out for my inspection.  

"Didn't I tell you that from now on you were to clean 
my house naked?"  

"Yes sir," Teresa responded blushing and dropping her 
gaze to the floor.

"Then take your clothes off."  Charlotte watched in 
open-mouthed wonder as her mother submissively 
stripped.  Teresa slowly removed each item of clothing 
and, after carefully folding it, laid it on the back 
of a chair until she stood naked and exposed with her 
arms down to her side in front of her daughter and me.  
Her face turned bright red, but her nipples grew hard 
and crinkled.  

"Now go clean my house." 

"Yes sir," she turned and, mustering as much dignity 
as she could in the nude, walked from the room.  

"How do you make her obey you like that?"

"I just raped her a few of times, then offered her 
$200.00 extra each week to be my whore and not to 
interfere while I make you my whore."  I said in a 
very matter of fact voice as I waved Charlotte over to 
where I sat.  Charlotte gasped in disbelief and 
blushed at my language as she walked over to my desk.  

"On the desk," I pointed to crisp new bills lay out on 
the desk, "is the $25.00 I would have paid you last 
week if your mother hadn't interfered, plus the $30.00 
I planned to pay you this week."  I paused to let it 
sink in that there was $55.00 laid out on my desk that 
she could have if she did as I wished.  I could see 
her nipples harden under her tight T-shirt, and I was 
willing to bet she was getting wet just looking at the 
money.  

"Take off your clothes." Without taking her eyes from 
crisp unwrinkled bills laid out on my desk Charlotte 
stripped off her clothes.  I pulled her closer to me 
and Charlotte willingly spread her legs for my hand as 
I slipped it into her crotch.  I was right, she was 
wet, extremely wet.  Despite her being a virgin I 
could probably have slipped my cock into her with 
minimal resistance.  

"Money makes your cunt wet doesn't it?"  I slipped a 
finger inside her.  

"Yes it does."  Charlotte admitted dropping her eyes 
and showing at least token shame for being such a 
mercenary whore.

"What do you think about me raping your mother?" I 
felt her young pussy spasm on my finger at the 
reference to rape.  

"She deserved it."  Charlotte answered petulantly as 
her hips moved pushing herself against my fingers.  
"She took away the blouse I bought with the money you 
gave me and called me dirty names."  

"Did she call you a slut and a whore?"  

"Yes she did."  Charlotte was obviously still angry 
with her mother and relished the idea of her mother 
being raped and forced to become a whore.  

"You are a whore aren't you?"  I asked her as my thumb 
worked on her clitoris. "My spic whore."  

"Don't call me that" Charlotte yelled trying to pull 
away from my hand.  

"Call you what? Spic? Or whore?" I asked, holding her 
in place and working my finger deeper into her.

"Spic." She answered giving up her half-hearted 
attempt to get away from me and concentrating again on 
pushing herself onto my fingers.  

"Sit on my desk."  I said as I removed my hand from 
her crotch causing a whimper to escape from her.  
"Lean back and spread your legs." Charlotte did as she 
was told, supporting herself on her elbows so she 
could watch as I pushed her legs further apart and ran 
my hands over her inner thighs.  Charlotte actually 
blushed as I gently pulled her labia apart with my 
fingertips and, leaning forward, flicked my tongue 
back and forth over her swollen tender clitoris.  

Her blush was replaced with heavy breathing and moans 
as my tongue and fingers explored every fold and 
cranny of her virginal young cunt.  I alternated 
flicking my tongue over her clitoris and fucking it 
deeply into the hot wet interior of her pussy.  While 
my tongue kept her cunt occupied I coated my finger 
with her lubricating secretions and wormed its tip 
into her tight ass.  I continued my oral and digital 
lovemaking until Charlotte had, by my actual count, 
five orgasms.  No longer being concerned about her 
mother finding out, Charlotte screamed, moaned and 
groaned her way loudly through each one of them.  As 
she calmed down from her last orgasm I pulled her from 
the desk and lowered her to her knees between my legs 
with her back to the door. 

"Unzip my pants and pull my cock out."  Charlotte 
opened my fly slowly revealing my hard eager cock to 
her view.  Taking my cock in her hands Charlotte 
stroked slowly up and down the shaft.  

"That's good," I placed my hands on each side of her 
head and pulled her mouth towards my cockhead, "but 
this time you have to use your mouth."  I moaned as 
Charlotte's lips parted, allowing my cock access to 
her warm wet mouth.   

"Nice and slow," I directed her as I guided her mouth 
up and down my cock.  "Swirl your tongue around the 
head...that's good...now take it as far into your 
mouth as you can...yes...that's good...now lick the 
bottom...yes...take it in your mouth again...that's 
good...now nice and slow just move your mouth up and 
down...oh yes..."  Charlotte had gotten so involved in 
practicing her new skills that she did not notice when 
I picked up the bell and rang it.  Nor did she notice 
when her mother came through the door and stood a few 
feet behind her.  Teresa's face reflected both anger 
and sadness, but her nipples grew hard while she 
watched her daughter giving her very first blowjob.  
Placing a hand on each of her cheeks I raised 
Charlotte's head an inch or so above my cock and 
looked into her eyes as I spoke.  

"In a minute I'm going to shoot cum in your mouth," I 
glanced up and smiled when I caught the rage in her 
mother's eyes then looked back down at Charlotte, "and 
when I do you have to swallow it.  Do you understand?"  
Charlotte nodded her head in assent, then lowered her 
mouth back onto my waiting cock.  

I stretched my legs out on each side of the kneeling 
girl, leaned back in my chair, laced my fingers behind 
my head and grinned as I stared into her mother's eyes 
while Charlotte worked her mouth up and down my cock 
coaxing out her first taste of cum.  Charlotte jumped 
in surprise when the first spurt hit the back of her 
throat,  but she kept her mouth on my cock swallowing 
rapidly and only losing a small trickle out of the 
corner of her lips.  As Charlotte looked up at me, 
drooling cum from her lips, I waved for her mother to 
leave the room then pulled Charlotte up into my lap.  
Charlotte put her arms around my neck and rested her 
head on my shoulder.  We sat quietly for a few minutes 
before Charlotte spoke.

"Can I call you Daddy?" She asked.

"You want to have a 'daddy' who pays you to suck his 
cock?" 

"I want a 'daddy' who takes care of me and makes me 
feel wonderful like you do."  Charlotte snuggled into 
my neck as she talked.  

"Are you going to be my nasty little whore?"  I asked 
her.

"I'll be your nasty little whore if that's what you 
want me to be."  I found having a naked young girl in 
my lap very stimulating and my cock hardened again.   

"I want you to be the nastiest, dirtiest most 
perverted little whore in the whole world."  I assured 
her with a long kiss, our tongues dancing in each 
other's mouths.  Charlotte giggled and squirmed on top 
of my hardening cock while we kissed.  

"Daddy's getting hard again." She sang in a teasing 
tone as she broke off the kiss and, reaching between 
her naked thighs, squeezed my cock.  I had been 
running my hands over Charlotte's body while she sat 
in my lap, familiarizing myself and laying claim to 
every part of her.  

"Did you really rape my mom?" Charlotte asked in a 
slightly more serious tone.  

"Did you see her clothes when she got home?"  I asked 
as my roaming right hand settled into her crotch.  

"Uh-hu," Charlotte answered spreading her legs for me, 
"they were ripped.  She could barely hold them on."  
Charlotte chuckled as my fingers explored her virgin 
pussy again.  "She must have been really embarrassed 
having to ride the bus home like that."

"She came over here last week threatening to call the 
police," I slipped another finger into her, "so I 
ripped her clothes off, bent her over the desk right 
there and fucked the shit out of her."  Charlotte 
stared at the desk like she was trying to picture her 
mother bent over getting the 'shit fucked out of her'.  
Then she grinned at me.

"Like I said, she deserved it for being so mean to 
me."  I was just beginning to realize how large the 
pool of untapped 'nastiness' was in my new little 
whore.

"I've got something really special I'd like you to do 
for me, Lil Whore."  

"What's that?"  She asked eager to please her new 
'daddy' and untroubled by her nickname.  

"I want you to watch me fuck your mother."  Charlotte 
looked confused at first, then she grinned.

"She'll hate that, won't she?"  Charlotte asked with 
the most evil grin I'd ever seen on a child that age. 

"Yes, she will hate it.  In fact I want you to help me 
put 'it' in her."  I picked up the bell from the desk.

"Here," I offered the bell to Charlotte, "summon your 
whore mother."   Charlotte rang the bell with 
enthusiasm.  Charlotte's mother, not knowing what was 
going to be done to her, or what she might witness, 
entered the room with some obvious trepidation. 

"Sit with your ass on the edge of the table and spread 
your legs."  I ordered.  Teresa reluctantly complied 
blushing with humiliation as she moved slowly into the 
position I had ordered.

"Daddy said I could help him fuck you."  Charlotte 
informed her mother, who was clearly shocked by her 
daughter's use of 'daddy' to refer to me, as well as 
her daughter's clear enthusiasm for the impending 
humiliation of her mother.  

"Take my shoes and pants off of me."  I ordered as I 
pushed Charlotte out of my lap.  While Charlotte 
removed my clothing her mother positioned herself on 
the desk putting an arm over her face trying to hide 
her embarrassment.  Once Charlotte finished removing 
my pants I stood up and removed my shirt leaving all 
three of us naked.  I put my arm around Charlotte's 
waist and we both looked at her mother's open crotch, 
her moist swollen labia parting slightly exposing the 
tip of her swollen clitoris.

"Your mother," I placed the heal of my hand on 
Charlotte's mother's pubic hair and used the tips of 
my thumb and first finger to pull her labia apart 
revealing her wet glistening inner lips and her erect 
clitoris, "has been finger fucking herself."  The 
groan from Charlotte's mother told me I was right on 
with my guess as to the reason for the stimulated 
state of her genitals.  Charlotte's squeals and 
giggles told me she was delighted with the idea that 
her mother had been caught.  

"I bet," I spoke to Charlotte while I held her 
mother's sex open for her inspection, "you get in 
trouble if you are caught touching your self."

"I sure do!"  Charlotte answered shooting daggers at 
her embarrassed mother.

"Well, that just shows you what a hypocritical whore 
your mother is."  I continued displaying her mother's 
wet cunt.  "She punishes you for touching your sweet 
young pussy then she lays down on the kitchen floor 
and fucks herself silly thinking about you getting 
your first drink of cum."  I removed my fingers form 
Teresa's crotch.

"How many orgasms did you have?"  When the question 
was met only with silence I picked up a roll of papers 
from the desk and brought it down across her exposed 
cunt.  Charlotte's mother cried out in pain.

"Don't make me ask you again." I said as I raised the 
paper roll over my head for a more forceful blow.  

"Two," she sobbed, "I came twice."

"From now on," I lowered the paper and tossed it back 
onto the desk beside her, "you will not cum unless I 
or Charlotte are fucking you or give you permission."

"What you want to bet that your whore mother has one 
huge mother humping vibrator hidden some where in her 
bedroom."  Needless to say my cock was staying rock 
hard during all of this.

"Why don't we make her bring it with her next week and 
show us how she uses it?"  Charlotte suggested with an 
air of fained innocents. While I loved the way this 
girl thought, she obviously had some serious issues 
with her mother.

"I have a better idea," I idly stroked the insides of 
Charlotte's mother's spread thighs, "since she's no 
longer allowed to cum unless you or I are fucking 
her," I moved my hand to Teresa's crotch and, using my 
thumb and forefinger, stroked her still swollen 
clitoris like it was a miniature cock, "as soon as I'm 
done fucking her, your whore mother here is going to 
take the bus home and get that big ass vibrator, and 
any other nasty little sex toys she has hidden in her 
bedroom and bring them to me."

"Have you ever seen a cunt before?"  I slipped my hand 
down to Charlotte's firm young ass.  

"No."  She replied, not taking her eyes off her 
mother's exposed cunt.  

"I want you to snuggle your face into your mother's 
crotch and French kiss her pussy like I did yours 
earlier."  My Little Whore did me proud and barely 
hesitated before she lowered her head and gave her 
mother's waiting cunt a tentative lick.

"No...no...no..." Her mother sobbed over and over like 
a mantra.  With my hard dick bouncing in front of me, 
I walked around the desk and, moving Teresa's arm away 
from her face, lifted her to a setting position.

"You have got to watch this," I whispered in her ear 
as she held herself propped up on her elbows, "it's 
not every mom who gets to watch her daughter's first 
pussy lick."  I reached an arm around each side of 
Teresa and, cupping a breast in each hand pinched and 
twisted her nipples.  

"You're getting hot," I whispered in her ear as Teresa 
made small, jerking, fucking motions with her hips, 
"oh how you love being forced."  Releasing her breasts 
I pulled her down onto her back then, with her head 
hanging over the edge of the desk I forced my cock 
between her lips and into her mouth. Charlotte stopped 
licking long enough to watch as my hard cock forced 
its way into her mother's throat, then dived eagerly 
back into her mother's crotch. As I fucked forcefully 
in and out of Teresa's unwilling mouth I hooked my 
hands under her knees and, pulling them back and 
apart, bent Teresa nearly in half opening her more 
completely for her daughter's continued exploration.

Charlotte's enthusiastic tongue work in her mother's 
sloppy wet cunt, as well as her high vacuum sucking on 
her mother's already swollen, over stimulated clitoris 
caused Teresa's unheard moans to vibrate against my 
cock as I worked it deeper and deeper into her throat.  
Long strings of saliva flowed down from her stretched 
lips into her hanging hair.  Teresa's chest heaved as 
she tried to suck air around my cock every time I 
pulled myself from her throat.  She reached back over 
her head and held onto my thighs while I pounded my 
cock relentlessly into her mouth, my balls slapping 
her nose and eyes.

Pulling my drool-covered throbbing rock hard cock from 
Teresa's abused mouth I moved around the desk and, 
after pushing Charlotte out of my way, grabbed one of 
Teresa's thighs in each hand and forced myself inside 
her in one pounding thrust.  Charlotte looked up in 
confusion from where she landed then, getting to her 
feet Charlotte stood beside me and watched with wide 
eyed wonder as I pumped in and out of her mother.

"Climb on the desk," I instructed Charlotte releasing 
one of Teresa's thighs and giving Charlotte's naked 
butt a firm squeeze, "and squat over your mother's 
face."  I kept myself firmly planted inside Teresa 
while I helped her daughter up onto the desk.   
Charlotte pushed her virgin pussy against her mother's 
open mouth and rocked her hips positioning herself to 
receive the most stimulation from the maternal tongue.

Raising up on her knees, and pushing herself more 
firmly against her mother's overworked mouth, 
Charlotte wrapped her arms around my neck and, after 
pulling our heads together pushed her tongue deeply 
into my mouth.  When our lips met it was like an 
electric circuit closing as wave after wave of 
orgasmic ecstasy coursed through our connected bodies 
until we collapsed in one tangled heap.

Charlotte and I each laid at an angle, our mouths 
still connected in a long passionate kiss, my cock 
still buried inside her mother and Charlotte's hot 
young pussy resting on her mother's cheek.  We broke 
our kiss and lay together until my softening cock 
slipped from Teresa's wet pussy.  

Charlotte suddenly climbed down from the desk and 
yelling 'I'll be right back' ran from the room.  I 
moved to my desk chair and left Teresa laying spread 
legged on the desk where her oozing cunt drooled 
lubricant and cum.

"Put this on."  Charlotte commanded her mother, 
tossing one of my old T-shirts which landed on 
Teresa's stomach.  Teresa sat up unsteadily on the 
edge of the desk with her feet on the floor and pulled 
the T-shirt over her head.  Charlotte had made an 
excellent choice, the T-shirt was old and the material 
was thin.  The shirt was long enough to be 'decent' as 
her only piece of clothing, but the thin material 
clung to her body accentuating every curve.  The size, 
shape and even color of her areolas and nipples could 
be easily seen through the shirt.  The material was so 
thin that you could easily make out the dark triangle 
of her pubic hair.  Once she was dressed and Charlotte 
and I had our fill of discussing her new choice in 
slutty clothes I gave her just enough money for the 
bus trip home and back then sent the red-faced, 
humiliated Teresa, who reeked of cum, home to retrieve 
all of her sex toys.

To pass the time until Teresa's return I amused myself 
by playing with Charlotte's firm body while we 
speculated about her mother's ride on the bus.  
Charlotte moved like a cat, and almost purred in 
contentment, as my hands roamed over her youthful 
skin.  After many minutes of this play Charlotte sank 
to her knees between my legs and sucked my cock back 
into her hot eager mouth.  While Charlotte practiced 
her new skill, licking kissing and sucking on my hard 
cock I, between tips on how to be better cock sucker, 
instructed her on the care and feeding of a submissive 
whore like her mother.  

"Your mother," I told her as I stroked her hair, "is 
the kind of slut who can only really cum, can only 
really enjoy fucking if she's being forced."  I put my 
hands on each side of Charlotte's head and adjusted 
the speed of her mouth up and down my cock's shaft.  

"You noticed that when we dressed her in that old T-
shirt, and sent her out in public with her naked tits 
and cunt visible underneath the thin material, that 
she begged us not to make her do it.  She begged us 
not to, but, secretly hoping that we would, she did 
not refuse to go. She did not put on her regular 
clothes and leave."  I paused to watch Charlotte's 
head bob up and down as her lips, stretched around my 
cock, moved up and down its shaft in a steady rhythm.

"When the two of you go home I want you to continue to 
dominate her.  Make her do any dirty nasty thing you 
can think of.  Certainly make her eat your pussy any 
time you want to cum, and be sure to eat her, but 
beyond that never pass up an opportunity to make her 
act like a whore in front of other people.  If you 
want to invite the high school football team over and 
make her fuck every one of them then by all means do 
it."  The speed of Charlotte's mouth up and down my 
cock grew with visions of her mother fucking a room 
full of teenage football players.  

"Better yet," I slipped my hands between our bodies 
and caressed Charlotte's beautiful firm young breasts, 
"set up a chair and table beside the bed and make each 
of them pay you before they climb on top of your 
mother to fuck her.  That will increase her 
humiliation which will increase her pleasure and be a 
nice source of income for you."  Charlotte's nipples 
hardened against my palms as I talked about her 
charging boys for fucking her mother.  

"Keep one hand on the base of my cock," I instructed 
my eager pupil, "and use your other hand to finger 
yourself."  Charlotte, keeping a firm grip on my hard 
cock with her left hand, moved her right hand between 
her legs and started rubbing circles over her already 
stimulated clitoris.

"I want you to make yourself cum before I cum." I 
instructed her as I leaned back in the chair and, 
stretching my legs out on each side of my little cock 
sucking whore, enjoyed the feel and the sight of her 
mouth on my cock.  Since I'd already cum a couple of 
times I knew she was in for a marathon cock sucking 
episode.  

Her sucking declined to licks and kisses on the head 
and underside of my cock as her rapidly moving fingers 
brought her closer and closer to her own orgasm.  She 
came hard, holding onto the base of my cock with one 
hand while frantically rubbing circles around her 
clitoris with the other and rubbing my hard cock over 
her face.  As her orgasm faded Charlotte was left 
resting her head on my thigh while she slowly moved 
her hand up and down my hard shaft.  

"I'll give you an additional five dollars," I said 
lifting her head up so I could see her face, "if you 
can make yourself cum again before I cum."  Her 
features were slack with fatigue and satiated lust, 
but the offer of money brought the mercenary spirit 
out in my little whore and she went back to work on 
herself, and on me.  

"In fact," I lifted her mouth off of my cock again, 
"I'll pay you five dollars for every time you can make 
yourself cum between now and when your mother gets 
back with her sex toys."  Charlotte grinned and went 
back to work on her cunt with her right hand while she 
licked the underside of my shaft, then enveloped my 
hard cock in her hot wet mouth.  

I spent the rest of the time until Charlotte's mother 
returned kicked back in my chair watching my slut cum 
over and over while she paid just enough attention to 
my cock to keep me hard and interested.  I relaxed, 
enjoying the sight and feel of Charlotte licking and 
kissing my hard cock, letting my excitement build 
gradually until I heard Teresa coming back into the 
house.  With an eye on the door, eager to see the 
expression on Teresa's face, I placed a hand on each 
side of Charlotte's head to guide the rhythm of her 
mouth as it moved faster and faster up and down my 
cock shaft.  Charlotte's mother stepped into the room 
just in time to see her daughter frantically rubbing 
her own crotch, desperately trying to get in just one 
more five dollar cum before I emptied myself into her 
hot sucking mouth, while I moved her head up and down 
fucking her mouth on my cock.  I was rewarded with a 
wonderful combination of anger, directed at me for 
taking advantage of her and her daughter, and the 
humiliation she felt for allowing her daughter to be 
turned into my whore for and additional $200 a week.

"Drink my cum little whore bitch." I yelled, staring 
directly into Teresa's eyes and watching a tear roll 
down each of her cheeks, as I held her daughter's face 
impaled on my cock and filled her mouth with my cum.  
Charlotte's body rocked and jerked as she brought 
herself to another orgasm.  

"I just earned thirty dollars."  Charlotte bragged 
turning to smile at her mother with a trail of cum 
still oozing from the corner of her mouth.

"No, no, no," Charlotte's mother sank slowly to the 
floor, "I can't let you do this.  Not to my little 
Charlotte."  

"Come on mom," Charlotte said, looking at me and 
rolling her eyes heavenward, "give me a fucking 
break."  Charlotte's mother rose up from the floor 
like she was being levitated and moved towards 
Charlotte raising her hand to slap her daughter.

"Stop," I yelled, freezing Teresa in her tracks, 
"nobody punishes my li'l whore but me, and what," I 
stood up and, stepping over to where Charlotte's 
mother stood with her arm still raised, stared 
directly into her eyes, "are you doing wearing clothes 
in my house?"  Charlotte's mother visibly welted and, 
dropping her gaze to the floor, slowly stripped off 
the T-shirt that she had been 'allowed' to wear on her 
trip home to retrieve her vibrator.   I held out my 
hand and waited until Charlotte's mother reluctantly 
gave me the sex toy she'd been sent home for.  Turning 
it on full power with a twist of the base I ran the 
end of it over her nipples and watched, as they grew 
hard.

"Lie down on the desk," I handed her the still humming 
appliance, "and show us how you use it."  

"No, please, no," Charlotte's mother begged softly, 
"don't make me do that."  Even as she begged Teresa 
reluctantly laid down on the top of my desk.  Then, 
after spreading her legs wide, worked the vibrator up 
and down the wet slit between her legs.  I pulled 
Charlotte over to stand in front of me and ran my 
hands over her breasts, stomach and crotch.  Charlotte 
leaned back rubbing her bare ass against me while we 
watched her mother work the buzzing cock shaped 
machine further and further into herself.

"Run your hands up and down your mother's inner 
thighs."  Charlotte followed my instructions without 
hesitation.  

"Now," I instructed a few minutes later, "take the 
vibrator from your mother and fuck her with it."  
Charlotte eagerly slapped her mother's hands away from 
the sex toy and, taking control of it herself, worked 
it deeper and deeper into her moaning mother's wet 
open cunt, while I worked my finger deeper and deeper 
into Charlotte's tight wet cunt.   "Look at the way 
her cunt lips drag along the vibrator when you pull it 
out."  I said beginning to work a second finger into 
Charlotte.  Both Charlotte's and her mother's 
breathing were becoming more rapid as their sexual 
excitement built towards another peak.  Charlotte 
spread her legs and leaned in closer to her mother's 
open crotch giving me a better angle to work my 
fingers in and out of her cunt.  

"Take it out of her cunt and work it into her ass."  
Charlotte giggled at her mother's gasp as she pushed 
her mother's legs up higher then, placing the end of 
the vibrator against her mother's tight sphincter, 
forced it completely inside her in one hard thrust.  
It seems Charlotte had a taste for anal rape almost as 
strong as mine.  "That's the way I'm going to put my 
cock inside you when I'm ready," I whispered to 
Charlotte as we both leaned over to get a better view 
of her mother's ass stretching around the invading 
machine, "fast and hard."  Charlotte moaned in 
anticipation of that time.  

"Now you kneel down and continue working that vibrator 
in her ass and you can watch me while I stand over you 
and give her another long hard fuck before I send you 
both home."  Charlotte knelt down and, working the 
vibrator in her mother's ass with one hand, grasped my 
re-hardened cock with the other, and helped guide me 
into her mother's open, dripping cunt.  "Oh yes, how I 
love a vibrating pussy," I moaned.   After guiding my 
cock into her mother's pussy Charlotte used one hand 
to fuck the vibrator in and out of her mother's ass 
and her other hand to work her own crotch toward 
another orgasm.   

Charlotte was turning into quite the little orgasm 
machine, she seemed to be insatiable.  I think she 
came three more times before I finally dumped my final 
load into her mother's hot cunt.  After my cock 
stopped jerking inside Teresa I collapsed back into my 
desk chair and watched Charlotte continue working the 
vibrator in her mother's ass until she came one more 
time, then she sat back on the floor and leaned 
against my knees while we all rested from this final 
orgasmic exertion.  

"Go get another one of my T-shirts." I said giving 
Charlotte a gentle push to get her moving.  She 
climbed to her feet then, after finally turning off 
the vibrator and putting it on the desk left the room 
to do my bidding.  

"You can put your T-shirt back on."  Teresa slowly 
pushed herself up to a sitting position then, after 
looking around the room in a daze, walked, on 
obviously wobbly legs, over to where the T-shirt had 
been left on the floor and pulled it back over her 
head.  Charlotte returned with another one of my old 
T-shirts and held it out to me.

"Put it on."  She looked surprised at first, then 
grinned and pulled it over her head.  I got a pair of 
scissors from my desk drawer and shortened the shirt 
so that it just barely covered her crotch.  "Go stand 
over by your mother."  I instructed her after I had 
adjusted the length of the shirt.  I walked around 
Charlotte and her mother running my hands possessively 
over their breasts, stomachs and asses.  Both of their 
pubic bushes could just be seen through the material, 
and their nipples and areolas stood out even more 
obscenely than if they had been naked.  

"From now on, Charlotte, you are required to cum at 
least ten times every day."  I said pausing in my 
circuit in front of Charlotte with my hand resting on 
her left breast.

"Yes Daddy." She answered breathlessly.  

"And you," I continued addressing her mother, "are to 
assist her in any way she requires to accomplish this 
assignment."  I continued walking around them again 
letting my hand move over their bodies.  "If she wants 
you to lick her pussy then you will lick her pussy.   
If she wants to lick your cunt then you will spread 
your legs and let her.  If she wants you to finger 
fuck her then you will.  If she wants you to tongue 
fuck her ass then you will do that."   I saw first a 
surprised then a curious look on Charlotte's face when 
I mentioned tongue fucking her ass.  I had a good idea 
that Teresa's tongue would be in her daughter's ass 
before the day was over.  "If she wants to watch you 
fuck a man, or men, then you will do it.  The only 
caveat is that nothing bigger than two fingers can be 
put inside either Charlotte's cunt or her ass and that 
no man can fuck her in any way."  I stopped in front 
of Charlotte's mother and looked her directly in the 
eyes.  "You will perform any and every sexual act that 
Charlotte wants, at any time she wants.  Do you 
understand?"    

"Yes," she replied softly, dropping her gaze to the 
floor.  I walked to my desk and retrieved a blank 
hardbound journal then, returning to where the mother 
and daughter stood waiting for me, handed it to 
Charlotte.  "You will keep a diary of everything you 
do to your mother or make your mother do and you will 
describe in detail every orgasm you have, including 
how you had it, when you had it, where you had it, and 
how good it was."

"Yes Daddy," she replied again taking the book from 
me.  I then counted out in cash the money that each of 
them had earned that day and sent them home wearing 
nothing but T-shirts.


CHARLOTTE'S JOURNAL
Hey Daddy, I just love calling you that, especially 
when you have your fingers inside me (hehe).  I want 
you to know that I love the way it makes me feel all 
naughty and nasty inside when you do things to me, or 
when we do things to my Mommy.  I can hardly wait for 
you to fuck me for the first time.  As soon as we sat 
down on the bus I flashed a couple of guys, I could 
see them getting hard inside their pants, it made me 
all wet and gave me 'nasty chills' when I did it.  I 
told Mommy to flash them.  At first she tried to 
pretend she didn't hear me, then she refused to do it 
until I told her I'd telephone you as soon as we got 
home if she didn't, so she spread her legs and let the 
shirt ride up until they could see her cunt (I'll 
probably use that word a lot it makes me feel 
wonderfully nasty to say it and write it).  They could 
see that it was still wet from you fucking it.  

Mommy is just like you told me.  She pretended she 
didn't want to show herself to those men, but as soon 
as she spread her legs I could see her nipples getting 
hard under the T-shirt.  When we got off the bus we 
had to walk about four blocks to where we live.  Mommy 
kept trying to pull her shirt down and cover herself.  
I made her stop.  In fact the last block I pulled her 
shirt up so her pubs were showing and made her walk 
the rest of the way like that.  Boy did her face turn 
red but her nipples got real hard and she got so wet 
her hair started to get matted down with it.  It made 
me so horny forcing my mom to be nasty in public that 
as soon as we got inside I pulled her into her bedroom 
and made her lick me until I came and boy did I cum 
good.  I really love making my mom do nasty things.  

After I came I called and ordered a pizza.  When it 
was delivered I made my mom lay down on the front room 
floor naked then I answered the door wearing your T-
shirt only pulled up enough that he could see my cunt.   
I told the pizza man to cum in, but I don't think he 
got the joke until later.  I had him carry the pizza 
into the front room.  He almost dropped it when he saw 
mom on the floor with her cunt hanging out.  

I told him I would pay for the pizza and handed him 
the money.  Then I told him that my mom wanted to tip 
him but she didn't have any money and what did he 
think she should do, and then asked him if sucking his 
cock would be enough of a tip.  Then he did drop the 
pizza (hehe).  Mommy didn't know what I was planning 
so she gave me a real mad look like she wanted to beat 
my butt for being such a nasty little slut.

She begged me not to make her suck the pizza man's 
cock so I stepped over to her and slapped her hard 
across her face and told her to suck his cock right 
now.  The pizza man seemed to enjoy watching a teenage 
slut treat her mother like shit and force her to be a 
whore.  Mommy crawled over to the pizza man like a 
whipped dog and dug his hard cock out of his pants 
then sucked it into her mouth all the way down to the 
root.  I don't think he kept himself really clean 
daddy but what do I care?  It wasn't going in my 
mouth.

I learned something really important.  First I learned 
beyond all doubt that, no matter how much she begs, 
cry's or pleads my Mommy really loves being forced 
into being a slut.  When she crawled across the floor 
her nipples were so hard I bet you could have cut 
glass with them, and her cunt was so wet I could smell 
it halfway across the room.  I also learned how much I 
love forcing my mom to be a whore.  My nipples were 
just as hard as hers were, and my cunt just as wet.  

Daddy, when I scooted up close and watched that cock 
pumping in and out of my mother's mouth, I wanted it 
inside me so bad I almost couldn't stand it.  But no 
matter how badly I wanted to be fucked I was a good 
girl and just used two fingers on myself while I 
watched.  

The man grabbed mommy's head and started fucking her 
mouth like it was her cunt.  I yelled at him to fuck 
the whore's mouth while I fucked myself with my 
fingers so hard my wrist started to hurt.  I came just 
as the pizza man shoved his cock all the way down her 
throat and pumped cum into her.  She collapsed on the 
floor, panting to catch her breath, as soon as the man 
turned loose of her head.   

The pizza man came toward me and asked me if I wanted 
some.  I was really scared that he was going to rape 
me and that you wouldn't get to be the first one to 
fuck my cunt.  Then mommy yelled at him to leave me 
alone and that she would kill him if he didn't.  She 
pushed him real hard and he almost fell over.  He said 
we were crazy bitches and ran out of our apartment.

I hugged my mom and told her thank you.  It felt 
strange and really exciting when our naked bodies 
rubbed against each other.  Then we sat on the floor 
with me between her legs and her legs wrapped around 
me and ate the pizza naked.  I could feel my mommy's 
wet cunt against my skin as we munched on our dinner.

After we ate the pizza I told her we needed to buy her 
some knew clothes.  She asked me what was wrong with 
her clothes and I told her my new daddy didn't like 
her clothes, then I pushed my hand between us and felt 
her wet cunt.  She wanted to know why I thought you 
didn't like her clothes and I said because he makes 
you work naked.  I really know you do it to embarrass 
her.  

I pulled my hand away from her wet cunt and I swear 
she looked disappointed then I stood up and pulled her 
to her feet then into her bedroom where I looked 
through her closet for something for her to wear.  Way 
back in the back of he closet I found some outfits 
that I think you'd approve of.  Real slut clothes that 
she acted embarrassed about when I pulled them out.  I 
handed her a matching bright red stretchy blouse and 
skirt set that looked more like large rubber bands 
than like clothes.  

She begged me not to make her wear them and said she 
never wore them in public.  I asked when she wore them 
and she finally said she wore them sometimes when she 
fucked herself with that big assed vibrator you made 
her bring over this afternoon.  I held them out to her 
and just waited until she finally took them from me 
and put them on.  Boy does she look like a slutty 
whore when she put them on. 

I said that I bet she pretended to be a nasty whore 
when she wore them and that men forced her to do all 
kinds of nasty things for money.  I just knew from the 
way she looked that that is just exactly what she did.  
Then I asked her if she had ever been a whore and she 
started crying.  Oh my god I said you mean men have 
paid you to fuck?  She cried harder then admitted that 
she had been a whore before I was born.  

I slapped her across the face as hard as I could and 
said how dare you act so pure when you're just a 
whore.  I told her she was worse than a whore since 
she even agreed to let you fuck me for money.  She 
started really bawling then.  I told her she better 
quit crying and get ready to go to the mall with me 
then went to my room to put on some clothes.  I put on 
a dress that made me look like a good girl even if I 
was naked underneath.  I went back into the whore's 
room.  

I'm just going to call her the whore form now on cuase 
that is what she is daddy.  She's a real honest to god 
whore who fucks men for money.  

Anyway I went back into the whore's room and found her 
just standing there still crying waiting for me to 
come back.  She started telling me all about how she 
quit being a whore when she got pregnant and she 
became a house cleaner because she wanted me to have a 
better life.  I just pulled my dress up and sat on the 
edge of her bed then told her kiss my cunt whore.  
Still crying she got down on her knees and kissed my 
cunt.  I grabbed her hair and rubbed my cunt all over 
her face then pushed her backwards.  She fell on her 
ass with her legs spread wide showing her cunt.  I 
laughed at her lying on the floor then told her come 
on whore we're going to find some boys to fuck you.  

It really pisses me off daddy all this time the 
whore's been telling me that my daddy died in some war 
and she doesn't even know who my daddy is just some 
guy who paid her and fucked her cunt.  Now I know who 
my daddy is it's you.

We got lucky and ran into a couple of older boys that 
I know from school as soon as we walked into the mall.  
I almost laughed when I introduced them to the whore.  
Their eyes looked like they were going to pop out of 
their heads and their cocks looked like they were 
going to pop out of their jeans.  The whore blushed 
and tried to act like she didn't like it but her 
nipples were so hard they looked like they were going 
to bust through her stretchy blouse.  

I asked the boys if they wanted to fuck the whore.  
They looked like they couldn't believe their luck and 
nodded their heads up and down like those bouncy 
headed dogs people put in the back window of their 
cars.  I told them that if they found ten more boys 
who would each pay five bucks to fuck the whore then 
I'd let them fuck her for free.  I told them to meet 
us at the bathrooms down at the other end of the mall.

The whore and I started walking towards the bathrooms.  
I told the whore that five dollars a fuck was the same 
as what I got from daddy just for making myself cum.  
I have to tell you daddy that I was almost dripping 
from my cunt thinking about a bunch of boys fucking 
the whore on the floor of the bathroom for five 
dollars each.  On the way to the bathrooms I went into 
a store and bought a camera that didn't need any film, 
it just saves the pictures inside where they stay 
until you print them with a computer.  I spent almost 
all the money that you paid me and that I had taken 
from the whore.  I sure hope you can help me get the 
pictures out of the camera the next time we cum (hehe) 
over.  

The whole time the whore was begging me not to make 
her fuck the boys.  She almost sounded like she really 
didn't want to do it.  I told the whore that if I'd 
cum a couple more times before she got back with her 
pretend cock I could have bought a better camera.  
Then I told the whore that I'd just spent all our 
money on the camera and that if she didn't fuck the 
boys in the bathroom we wouldn't have any money to buy 
pizza the next time we got hungry.  

I told the whore to unfold her arms and quit trying to 
cover up her tits and to stop pulling the skirt down.  
Then I slapped her hands the next time she tried to 
cover up.  The whore really blushed when some men who 
had heard me turned and looked at her slutty body.  We 
waited by the bathrooms for the guys to show up and 
the whore looked like she was a whore waiting for 
someone to fuck her.  When they finally got there it 
looked like they had brought the entire football team 
with them.  I had a big grin on my face cause I was 
thinking about all the money they were going to give 
me to fuck the whore.  The whore was looking really 
worried because of the number of boys she was going to 
have to fuck.  

I told the boys they could fuck the whore on the floor 
in the mens room.  As soon as we were all inside I 
told the whore to strip.  She started arguing with me 
so right in front of all the boys I walked over and 
slapped the whore real hard and told her to strip 
naked and start fucking.  The boys waiting to fuck the 
whore were all grinning when I did that.  The whore 
slowly took off her clothes and laid down on the cold, 
dirty tile floor.  I told her to spread her legs so 
all the boys could see the nasty cunt hole they were 
going to fuck.

I told all the boys that none of them could fuck the 
whore until they paid me the five dollars.  They all 
lined up and the first one handed me a five-dollar 
bill then dropped his pants and got down on his hands 
and knees between the whores legs.  The next boy in 
line yelled at him to hurry up and fuck the whore so 
he could get his turn.  Some of the other boys joined 
in and yelled at him to hurry up and fuck her.  I told 
the boys to remember that they could fuck any of the 
whore's holes that they wanted to for the five bucks.  
The boys cheered and one of them yelled first dibs on 
the whore's asshole.  After I got five dollars from 
everyone in line waiting to fuck the whore I took some 
pictures

The next boy in line pushed the whore's legs way up 
almost to her ears then shoved his hard cock into her 
ass.  I got some really good pictures of his cock 
stretching her asshole as he shoved it in.  Hey, 
Daddy, could you help me set up a web site with 
pictures of my whore-mom getting gang fucked by all 
these boys? (hehe) that would really teach the nasty 
whore a lesson.

At first I thought we were busted when a mall security 
guard came into the restroom to find out what was 
happening but after a free blowjob from the whore and 
the promise of as many more as he wanted during the 
evening he helped me keep the boys under control.  
Between first-times and those who paid for seconds, 
and even thirds in a few cases, they kept the whore on 
her back, or on her hands and knees on that dirty 
floor for almost three hours of non-stop fucking.  She 
got fucked a total of sixty-five times.  Here is a 
breakdown of whore's fucking for the night-

In the whore's cunt-   40 times
In the whore's mouth-15 times
In the whore's ass-     10 times

Of that total count the security guard got a total of 
three free fucks and the boys who rounded up all the 
paying customers for me got one free fuck each (one of 
them also paid for a second time so he could fuck the 
whore's the ass). So that's a total of $300.00 that 
the whore made for me on that stinky bathroom floor.  
Oh, daddy, I almost forgot to tell you, I fingered 
myself and came four times while watching all these 
guys fuck the whore.

Cum was still drooling down her legs from her cunt and 
ass, and bruises were beginning to show up on her 
breasts and butt cheeks when I finally let the whore 
pull her stretchy top and skirt back on so we could we 
walk home.   The whore (god how I love calling her 
that, and she deserves it too I mean how dare she get 
all over me just because I let you touch me when she 
used to fuck men and suck their cocks for money, jeez) 
anyway, the whore wanted to take a shower when we got 
home.  

I told her no way and shoved her into the bedroom.  I 
told the whore that she had to go to bed smelling like 
a whore cause that's what she was, then I took off my 
dress and told the whore that before she went to sleep 
she had to lick my cunt and make me cum.  I made the 
whore keep licking my cunt until I came twice then I 
sucked on her nipple while I fell asleep.  I'm not a 
baby, but I really loved falling asleep while I sucked 
on the whore's nipple.  I think I'll do that every 
night.  

As soon as I woke up in the morning I slapped the 
whore and told her she smelled like a whore and that 
she had to take a shower.  I said she must be a real 
slut to go to bed smelling like a whore and got into 
the shower with her.  I made her lean over and grab 
her ankles then really scrubbed her cunt and ass with 
a bar of soap.  I told her I would probably never be 
able to get rid of the whore-stink between her legs.  
Then I said whore did you get enough cum last night 
then I pushed two of my soapy fingers all the way 
inside her ass.  The whore reached up and tried to 
push my fingers out of her ass so I told her if she 
did that again I'd get the rolling pin and shove it up 
her whore ass. 

I asked the whore if she had gotten enough cock the 
night before as I fucked her ass with my soapy 
fingers.  She moaned then said oh god then said that 
yes she had gotten enough cock the night before.  
While I was doing that daddy I really wished that I 
had a cock I could shove into her ass and cunt so I 
could really fuck the whore myself.  When I got tired 
of fucking her ass with my fingers I made the whore 
wash me.  It really felt good when she rubbed her 
soapy hand between my legs.  I held onto her wrist and 
wouldn't let her stop until I came again.  I told the 
whore to suck on my nipples while she washed me so the 
whore leaned over and sucked on my nipples when I said 
my mom the five dollar whore as she washed my cunt 
then tears started running down her cheeks again.  I 
came as soon as she started crying.  

Before I came I asked her if she ever got paid to fuck 
other women while men watched.  She said yes and 
called me her sweet baby-girl.  I yelled at her that 
she was nothing but a nasty dirty whore and she 
couldn't call me her baby-girl anymore.  I imagined 
the whore licking another woman's cunts while a bunch 
of men stood around and watched her being nasty.  I 
told the whore to kiss me like she was a man kissing a 
woman so she kissed me and pushed her tongue into my 
mouth just like you did daddy but it feels better when 
you do it unless you want to watch the whore kiss me 
would you like that daddy?

After the shower I told the whore to put the clothes 
she wore to get fucked the night before back on she 
begged me to let her wear normal work clothes.  I 
swear to god she got down on her knees naked in front 
of me and begged with tears to wear regular clothes 
instead of her whore clothes.  I told her she was a 
whore and had to dress like one then I slapped her 
real hard again just for the fun of it (hehe).   I 
told her if she got fired from her housecleaning job 
she could just make up the money by fucking boys in 
the mall again.  

As soon as we were on the bus I asked the whore if she 
thought you would like it if I shaved her cunt just 
loud enough for all the men around us to hear.  There 
was a boy just a little older than me sitting in the 
seat just in front of us he turned around to look at 
the whore and I pulled up the whore's skirt and asked 
him if he thought her cunt should be shaved.  The 
whore turned brighter red than I've ever seen her 
before she looked more embarrassed than when she was 
lying on the men's room floor with her lags spread 
waiting for all those boys to fuck her cunt.  The 
boy's face was almost as red as the whore's but he 
never took his eyes of her hairy cunt.  I was wearing 
a white dress that looked like it could worn to church 
I bet it really turned on those horny old men to see 
such an innocent young girl (hehe) making her whore 
looking mother expose her cunt and asking if it should 
be shaved.

I asked the boy if he'd ever seen a shaved cunt and he 
said no then I asked him if he'd pay me a dollar to 
see it after I shaved it and he blushed and said yes.  
I said look at how hard the whore's nipples are then 
pinched them to make them harder.  The whore was 
trembling like she might cry or start cuming or both 
at any second.  I told the boy that if he gave me a 
dollar I'd pull the whore's top down and let him see 
her naked tits so he pulled a dollar out of his pocket 
and I pulled the whore's top down and let them all see 
her tits and her hard nipples for about twenty seconds 
then covered them up again.  

Then I told the boy and the men around us that the 
whore always acted embarrassed and pretended she 
didn't want to do nasty things but that really it 
turned her on so much that I betted her cunt was wet 
enough for them to get their whole hands inside her.  
Then I told one of the men that if he gave me five 
dollars I'd trade places with him and he could feel 
the whore's cunt with his finger until we got to our 
stop.  I told him that if he hurried he'd have ten 
blocks to finger her cunt before we got to our stop so 
the man pulled some money out of his pocket and gave 
me five one-dollar bills.  I could see his hard cock 
inside his pants as we traded places.  The whore 
stared out of the window the whole time she was 
probably trying to pretend that it wasn't happening 
but the smell of her cunt was all over the bus by the 
time we got to our stop.  

We weren't even to the whore's work yet and I'd 
already made six dollars I slipped my hand down 
between my legs and rubbed my cunt while I watched the 
red-faced whore getting finger fucked by a stranger.  
I came just in time to announce that we were at our 
stop then when the man pulled his finger out of the 
whore's cunt I told her to lick it clean real quick 
before we got off the bus.  The house that the whore 
was supposed to clean that day was three blocks from 
the buss stop so the whore had to walk there with her 
wet cunt almost hanging out from below her skirt and 
her tits bouncing around under the stretchy top.  I 
walked beside her wearing a white dress that made me 
look like I was on my way to church.  The owners of 
the house weren't home so the whore used her key to 
let us in through the kitchen door.  I went to the 
refrigerator to see if they had left us anything to 
eat and grabbed a couple of fried chicken thighs then 
wondered around the house looking at all their neat 
stuff.  

I walked into their son's bedroom and he was laying on 
the bed pumping his hard cock with his hand just like 
you taught me to do to yours daddy.  He pulled up the 
sheets and demanded to know who I was so I told him to 
relax and that I was the cleaning ladies daughter and 
that he should go see how the cleaning lady was 
dressed before he finished what he was doing then left 
his room and went into the next one.  It was another 
bedroom so I snooped around in the drawers and found 
this really weird thing it was a big plastic dick like 
the one the whore used to use to fuck herself but it 
had straps and buckles on it.  After awhile I figured 
out that I could strap it on to myself and it would 
look like I had a cock just like yours.  

There wasn't anything else to look at in that room so 
I went on to the next room with my new cock sticking 
out from under my dress.  I still wish I had a real 
hard cock so I could really fuck that whore mother of 
mine I'd like to bend her over your desk and really 
fuck her hard up the ass just like you did daddy.  
Daddy does a man's hard cock ache to fuck as much as 
my still unused cunt sometimes aches to be fucked?  I 
checked out the rest of the house then wondered back 
into the living room where the whore was vacuuming the 
carpet.  The man who had been playing with himself was 
following her around the room both the whore and the 
man started staring at the cock sticking out from 
under my dress so I asked him if he'd like the whore 
to work naked.  He said shit yes so I told the whore 
to take off her clothes and she only argued with me a 
little then took them off.  The kid was wearing 
nothing but gym shorts and I could see his hard cock 
pushing against the front them so I asked him if he'd 
like the whore to suck his cock when he said yes I 
told him she would for twenty dollars.  The guy ran 
back to his room and then came back with a twenty-
dollar bill I took the money the told the whore to get 
down on her knees and suck his cock.  

To be really honest daddy I was hoping she would 
refuse so I could slap her again with the guy watching 
but the whore didn't argue this time she just got down 
on her knees and sucked the guy's cock like I told her 
to.  After they guy came in the whores mouth I told 
her to come over and suck my cock she started to ask 
me where I got the strap on so I just slapped her and 
screamed at her telling her she was a whore and if she 
didn't start sucking on my cock I'd tell my daddy 
(that's you hehe).  The guy really seemed to like it 
when I ordered the whore around and came over to watch 
as she sucked my big plastic dick. 

The guy said why don't you fuck her so I told the 
whore to lay down and spread her legs then I let the 
guy get a real good look at her cunt before I got on 
my knees and shoved my cock into her.  While I fucked 
the whore with my plastic cock the guy was already 
hard again and pumping his hand up and down on his 
cock.  I told him if he gave my a hundred dollars I'd 
let him fuck the whore anyway he wanted to all day 
long while she cleaned the house.  He went running off 
and I heard him rummaging around in different rooms 
while I fucked the whore.  Daddy, the strap on as I 
had learned it was called from the whore is made so 
that the end that's against my cunt rubbed me while I 
fucked the whore and I came twice before I stopped 
fucking her.  I pulled the cock from the whore's cunt 
and sat beside her on the floor and waited for the guy 
to come back with the money.  The whore started trying 
to talk me out of letting the guy fuck her and I 
really got pissed off what right does she have to 
refuse to fuck a guy she's a whore and you said I 
could have anyone I wanted fuck her and keep the money 
so I slapped her tits real hard a couple of times and 
she was laying on the floor crying when the guy 
finally came back with the hundred dollars.  I took 
the money and said he could now fuck the whore as much 
as he wanted and that he could fuck whatever hole he 
wanted to fuck for the rest of the day.  

The whore usually finished that house in four hours 
but this time it took almost eight hours because both 
the guy and I kept stopping her from working so we 
could fuck her.  When she was almost done I took the 
cock off and put it back into the drawer where I found 
it.  I was kind of worn out from fucking the whore so 
I didn't feel like making her do anything really nasty 
while we rode the bus home.  On the way home from the 
bus stop I saw one of those adult stores so I gave the 
whore the hundred dollars and told her to go in and 
buy the biggest strap on cock they had then just 
before she went it I told her if daddy didn't think 
the strap on was the biggest then he'd punish her (you 
will won't you daddy you'll punish the whore if she 
doesn't buy a big enough strap on)  I guess the whore 
was pretty worn out too she didn't argue or anything 
she just took the money and went into the store and 
came out a little while later with a plastic bag.  
When I looked into the bag there was a huge plastic 
cock even bigger than the one I'd worn at the house 
that day with straps attached to it.  I told the whore 
I couldn't wait to get home and fuck her with it then 
we walked the rest of the way home.  

We found your note on the door when we got home thank 
you daddy thank you thank you thank you I'm going to 
celebrate by seeing how many times I can fuck the 
whore tonight and we'll see you in the morning.  
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