Perverts 'R' Us

Mother and Daughter Reunion, as seen on TV

By Pagan ( rape, kidnap, incest-mom/dau, slavery, anal, tort )

The ugly smelly little man sat brooding in the filthy bed-sit. It had been 18 days since he had watched the red car pull away with the pretty Alison helplessly gagged and bound in the boot, he had been on a couple of trains but little or no chance had offered itself and he was fed-up with wanking over the memories of fucking the pretty teenager.

He turned the TV on and went for a piss, he was half way through when he heard, "Police have scaled down their search for Alison Enwall," with his cock still dripping piss on to the mouldy carpet he scurried back in front of the box, "Police have taken her computer and are checking it for chat-lines that she may have been using, her mother still believes she has been abducted, at a news conference today she had this to say,---We can't believe she has run away, we know we must carry on in some way, my husband has had to go back to our business but I am here, please Alison you must contact me I need to know you are safe, for god sake."

The man stared at the screen, drinking in the beautiful sight of the woman as she broke down in floods of tears. As she left the news conference he dribbled as he saw those long slim legs, the outline of her firm thighs, her trim waist and the way her chest heaved up and down to her pitiful sobbing, he looked down at his cock, it was stirring, he put his hand around it enjoying the feeling as he slowly pumped up and down, he was starting to think.

It was about 10pm when he drove into the tree lined avenue of a very expensive part of town, he could see the police car about halfway down, and he saw a small cut through between two other houses. Lights off, coast to a standstill, out and close the door quietly, he went up the back of the two house's. Yes, the large houses were connected, he smiled as he thought, they were too posh to have dust-bins at the front, he worked out which house was hers and he slipped in the back gate, across the lawn and up to the back of a very big house.

He looked round the corner. Good, the police officer was still dozing. He looked in the bottom windows but could see nothing. He heard a toilet flush and suddenly there she was. She looked lovely, no need for make-up, and she had slightly dark skin. Oh, but that figure! It was showing nicely under her house dress. He waited and waited, she had to get close to a window.

After about 5 minutes she approached a window. He moved quickly to it, bent down and put his hand up to the glass. He had Alison's green frog purse, and he watched her face change as he pointed to the back door. She opened it, still with the chain on, and he showed her Alison's wallet with the picture of them both in it.

"You want to see Alison?" She was speechless but she nodded, "Come now or I go and you don't see her," she looked around as he started to move from the light. Suddenly she blurted, "Wait, please wait, I will come," she grabbed her bag and ran after him.

They reached his car in silence, "Get in back." She got in the back of his car and went to speak, "No talking, just turn around while I blindfold you." She turned and he tied a strip of material over her eyes then tore off some tape and stuck it over it so it wouldn't move. "Put your hands behind you." She didn't. "You want see Alison? I know were she is, and if you want to see that little birth mark on back of her pretty little neck again…" Reluctantly, she put her hands behind her.

He felt his cock move as he taped her hands tightly behind her. He shoved her down in the foot well, got in the car and drove off. Good, the police car didn't move.

He pulled up outside his flat and waited until no-one could be seen. He got out and opened the back door. He smiled as he had to help her because of the way her hands were tied. She struggled out of the car, and much to his delight she was showing a great deal of naked leg and thigh. He grabbed her bag and pushed her through the door, up the stairs and into his bed-sit.

He sat her on the same chair her daughter had occupied, pushed her legs together and taped them at the ankles. Then he stood up and checked the room was laid out how he had left it. He was ready for her and he removed the blindfold.

She blinked as the light hit her eyes, and then slowly took in her new surroundings. She looked at the telly, and then the furniture. It was when her eyes meet the breakfast bar that she cried. There was Alison's school blazer, blouse, skirt, and bra. "Oh god, no! Please no, say she's all right! Please tell me she's alive." He burned with power as he looked at the trembling beauty. "She's sort of all right and she's alive, do you want to see her?" She was almost incoherent. "Yes, yes oh god yes! Please, please let me see my baby."

He went behind the breakfast bar and picked up some cloth, "You want to see her, then I take you, but I need you quiet, open your mouth." Almost in hysterics, she opened her mouth and he shoved the cloth in. Three strips of duct tape and she was helpless.

She looked at him as his mouth began to salivate.

He bent slightly and stared in her face, "So, rich bitch lost your little baby? Good looking woman, marry into money? Easy to get men with money when you look like you do. Wouldn't be seen dead with the likes of me. Oh no, to good for ugly me and I bet you gonna get the pretty Alison off with some rich folk's dork, yes?" She looked at him as he spat his words out at her.

The silence was broken by the sound of a mobile phone ringing in her bag. He let it ring until the room was silent again. "Fancy phone, I wish I could afford nice things. You got money in that bag?" She nodded, "You got credit cards?" She nodded, "You gonna give me the pin numbers?" Again she nodded, "You're in my world now, rich bitch. You gonna do anything I say to get little Alison back." She bowed her head; her huge breasts rose as she sobbed into the gag and slowly nodded.

"I take you see Alison but first we should get to know each other." Before he could finish his sentence, the phone rang again, he picked her bag up, rummaged in it until he found the phone, and switched it off. "That's better, now we are alone and won't be disturbed, and it would seem that I've got you so I will have some fun with you. Stand up, let me look at you."

With difficulty she got off the chair. He moved it back and walked around his prize. He ran his had over her bottom, "Nice ass. A bit bigger, but just as firm as Alison's." She moaned through the gag. "Is that gag all right? Does it taste good? Those are Alison's pants you got in your mouth. She don't need them no more, I never did get to lick her out so you can have taste of her. I was too busy fucking her." She let out another smothered moan as his hand continued to squeeze her ass-cheeks.

He came round and stood in front of her. "Saw you on the TV. Thought then you a good looking piece. What I liked best was these," he squeezed her tits, all she could do was stand there, gagged, bound hand and foot, and let this grubby little man molest her body as he talked about all the foul things he had done to her little girl.

"What's your cunt like? Has it got a nice bush? You don't mind if I take a look, do you? I would like to see where Alison came from."

He laughed as he unbuttoned her house dress from top to bottom. It hung on her, gaping open, showing the cleavage in her bra, her trim waist and the crotch of her pants. Her lovely inner thighs were all on display for him and he wasn't in a hurry. He just stood and admired the view, "Nice, very nice," he stepped back to her and ran a finger between her legs, up along the slit to her bush then to the elastic on the nylon panty waistband before pulling it forward so he could look down. "All so very nice, all trimmed up for hubby. He didn't look the type, but it's a nice, well cut triangle, it points the way. Very nice, I think I take a closer look."

She started to tremble as he knelt down in front of her, she felt his fingers pushing in to the side of her pants and then pulling sideways. Then he started to tickle her clit, as her ankles were tied she couldn't open her legs, but he still had his fun. He pinched her clit and she jumped. Looking up at her, he said, "Naughty girl, should stand still, must make you learn." Pulling the chair to the side he sat and pulled her to him. "Bend over my knee." She looked at him trying to see any sign of mercy, he crooked his finger at her, and tears formed in her eyes as she bent forward until she fell over his lap.

Slowly he pulled her dress up until it was over her ass, he ran his hand up and down the back of her thighs and then over the smooth panty covered bottom before delivering the first slap. He laughed at the "ooooommmmmppp" sound from his victim. "Never had your ass whipped before, think you may like it, let's try again." Another slap, and another. He gave her ten before he slid the pale blue pants down her thighs. He gazed at her naked red ass, spat on his hand and gave her ten more.

He left her sobbing over his knee for about five minutes. He felt his cock getting hard as he sat there, stroking her hot naked ass until he pulled and pushed her back to a standing position in front of him. He remained seated looking straight at her cunt. He looked up at her before he bent forward and started to salivate and kiss it while he squeezed her burning ass. Then he moved, kissing her thighs and slowly working his way up her body.

"I like the way your cunt is cut but now for those tits." He pushed his hand inside the bra and lifted first one then the other out over the cups. He eyes sparkled at the size of the areoles and the large, dark red nipples that protruded from their middle. He licked his lips and then clamped them over them, sucking like a new born as he enjoyed flicking his tongue over the ends, trying to get them hard.

He grinned up at her, "Are we having fun, lady? You very beautiful, see where Alison got her looks from, she had nice tits I liked playing with them, so I think it's time to get you naked and play with you some more."

He took her clothes off the same way he had taken Alison's, not allowing her any chance of freedom. When he had finished, she was naked, knelt on the bed, her knees tied tight, her ankles tied then fastened up under her ass to a rope running from her waist, her elbows tied, her wrist tied either side to the rope around her waist, and three coils of rope took the place of her bra, forcing her tits out and balloon shaped. She was still gagged and sucking Alison's pants.

Not being as supple as Alison the way she was tied was causing cramps, and she was in agony. He sat looking at her, and he had her handbag on his lap and her phone in his hand. "You have two messages, think I look," he fiddled with the buttons. "Oh yes, what's this? -- (I know it's hard but I must c u he is back in L I need 2 b with u, I will help, LOVE YOU) --- You got a boy-friend, gonna tell me about him?" She shook her head. "I think if I leave you tied like that long enough, you will."

Her whole body ached, her tits throbbed, and they were already a pale shade of blue. Her legs screamed to straighten, her arms fastened hard back at the elbows forcing her shoulders to bend in. It was giving her great pain because they were holding back the weight of her large tits. She moaned as he looked for her credit cards and any money, plus reading anything personal he could humiliate her with, "You want to tell me about lover-boy? I can always tie you tighter, I bought plenty of rope for keeping you. I prove it."

She watched in fear as he got up, moved behind the breakfast bar and came back with more rope. He leapt on the bed and grabbed her hair, pulling it into a pony-tail he looped the rope around it and pulled back and down, tying it off between her elbow ropes. She stared hopelessly at the ceiling. "Just two things to finish you off."

Unable to move her head, she only heard him moving about. Suddenly her nipples were clamped, the pain in the already swollen ends was unbearable, and he got off the bed, tweaking the pegs and sniggering as he did.

She couldn't stand it any more, making moaning sounds she tried to look at him. He continued to look through her bag. He waited long enough, then he looked up knowing she would be ready to tell him all. "If I take your daughters pants out of your mouth you will not scream. If you want see her, you say fuck all, you say only what I want to hear. Understand, Mrs. Rich Bitch?" Unable to move, she just blinked away the tears.

He stood over her deliberately bouncing the bed with his feet. His hands held the clips tight onto her nipples, and she fought to stay upright, all the time moaning in pain. "This is nothing to the pain you will get if you don't do as you told. You are going to tell me everything about how you meet lover-boy, how he first get to fuck you, you tell it in my language, real dirty or we go see Alison and I give her the pain and you will tell us both. You want her hear what you do?" she blinked at him, "I think you say you understand."

He ripped the gag off and slowly pulled Alison's pants from her mouth. She gasped in air, and as he looked down at her open mouth, she whimpered. "Please untie me, I will do all you ask. I want to see Alison so I will be good, I--" He snapped, "Stop talking about Alison, you're going to be good. With a body like yours, you have to be fucking good. But first a test, do you like me? Do you want to be my girlfriend?" Her head tied hard back, she had to swallow every time she spoke, "Y-Yes I-I like ya-you, yes I want to be your girlfriend." She knew the hopelessness of the situation, and she had no choice but to indulge him.

She swallowed again as he leered down at her. "My girlfriend would kiss me, you my girlfriend? Open your mouth." she closed her eyes and reluctantly opened her mouth. He watched the pretty blue eyes close and then spat in her mouth. She fought hard not to be sick, but worse was to come as she smelled his breath.

Then the foul slobbering mouth closed on hers, his tongue immediately darted into her and she knew she had to do the same to him. He stayed kissing her for a long time, and he made her tongue him for what seemed an age to her. He pulled his mouth away as his right hand played with the peg on her nipple. "Now you tell me all about lover-boy and remember what I want - real dirty. Does posh lady know how to talk dirty?" She swallowed again, thought hard and started.

"We met at a party. I had a lot to drink and he was flirting with me. My husband was ignoring me, talking to another woman. It was about business, but I didn't know that at the time, so I flirted back to him. He kept plying me with drink and I found myself outside with him and suddenly he spun me round and kissed me." She swallowed again, giving him time to speak.

"Is that when he got in your pants? Did he feel you up your cunt? Did you spread them for him so he could get a finger full?" She squeezed tears from her eyes, "No, not then. He just felt my bre---tits through my dress, but he got me excited. It was when we were leaving, when I went for my coat, he followed me upstairs, trapped me in the bedroom and kissed me again and he rubbed himself hard on my, my cunt. I could feel his cock pushing at me. When he pulled away, he said he wanted to fuck me and he would ring me."

Again she swallowed. He was smiling, "I bet he wanted to fuck you. Who wouldn't? Tell me about the first time and don't leave out any detail."

She continued. She knew the faster she told him, the sooner he would untie her. She caught sight of him at the side of her as he moved round to play with her breasts. With his other hand, he had his cock out and was playing with it. "My marriage was going through a bad time. I thought my husband had been having it off with someone, so I arranged for him to visit me and take me to lunch. He arrived early and came in. We sat on the sofa and talked. He sat close to me and put his hand on my leg. He was getting me very excited, as I had not been fucked by my husband for a while, and I let him touch me."

She swallowed again. He was getting impatient. "Come on, get to the juicy bit when he get his hand on your cunt." She stammered on, "He was all over me, and I couldn't stop him. He pushed his hand up under my skirt. I tried to stop him, but he was kissing me very hard. It was like an electric shock when he touched me. He knew my pants were wet, he told me he was going to fuck me on the lounge floor, so when I sat there with my husband I would be able to see us both fucking there.

He got his fingers inside my pants and touched me. I couldn't help it, I opened my legs and I was so wet he just pushed into my cunt. He fingered me hard, trying to get two fingers in me. He told me to open my legs and I did. He said it was no good, I would have to strip so he could fuck me naked."

The painfully bound woman was trying to tell her tale as fast as she could, thinking of the most disgusting words she could, swallowing quickly as the pain in her neck grew by the minute.

"We both stripped he pushed me wide legged on to the sofa and got between my legs, sucking and licking at my cunt. It had been a long time since anyone had sucked my cunt, so I orgasmed in his mouth as he tongued me out. He pulled me to my knees and made me give him a tit wank. I had to hold them together as he fucked off between them until he shoved it in my mouth. I didn't know much about blowjobs but he fucked my mouth till I was swallowing him.

I thought that would be it, but he took me naked up to my own bathroom, playing with my ass as I walked upstairs. To my amazement, I got hot again as he trimmed my cunt hairs. He said that it was his cunt and that's the way it always had to look. Then he did fuck me on the lounge floor. He took me from behind the first time, fucking me doggie style while he grabbed at my tits. Then he had me on top for the second, bouncing up and down, enjoying me fucking him. He has a big cock and he knew what to do to get me hot. He fucked me again like that."

Suddenly hot sticky cum splattered on to her tits, he had cum on her, "Nice story, very nice." He undid the rope holding her head back, pulled her head forward and waved his cock in front of her face, "Clean your new boyfriend's cock with your mouth. Keep sucking till it's hard, then I'm going to fuck your holes all night."

Just before he stuck it in her mouth she looked at him, "Please wait, what about Alison?" He smiled, "I've already fucked her, but she will tell you that. I want see who is the better fuck - Alison or, what is your name?" as she went to reply he rammed his misshaped cock into her mouth, "You tell me later."

Bending his knees he held her between them pumping his cock in to her pretty face. His hands on her back held her firmly, and he wanted to fuck her mouth hard. He enjoyed it as she choked and gagged every time he went down her throat. "Posh rich bitch don't take it all the way, you will. It took Alison a couple of times to get it all the way down, that's what she was doing when you was on the TV, didn't know if she were crying over you or the big cocks fucking her, one in her mouth and another up her cunt, she were all tied up. They could do what they wanted to her. You know, my two mates took her all night, fucked her great. She takes it up the ass now. My mates have her. I bet she fucks and sucks real good now. Trouble is, mum needs to learn how to face fuck, I be happy to teach you." He laughed as he rammed hard between her lips.

Grinning down at her, he moved her head around almost waggling it like a child's doll. As he did, he rotated his hips, pushing his misshapen male meat into every crevice of her mouth, then shoving again down her throat. He did this all the time until he finally started to use her throat harder bringing him on till he filled her mouth with his filth.

As he got off the bed she finally fell on to her side. He stopped and looked back at her, a vision for any pervert to enjoy, a beautiful bound woman, helpless on a strange bed with cum dribbling out of her mouth.

"Just gonna take a piss, then you can. Got to get you comfy before I get between your legs for a little play. It's your cunt's turn to get the fucking." She sobbed.

He carried on and took his piss. When it was her turn he untied her waist rope, let her legs straighten, then untied her knees and rolled her on her back. "Open them, I want to play." She obeyed him and he bent over the bed sucking her swollen nipples while he fingered her cunt. "I didn't lick out Alison so I not going to miss you." He moved down her body until his head was buried between her legs.

She had to endure the licking and sucking all the time, bursting to go. She whimpered, "Please I'm so sorry, but I must go or I'll do it over you." He smiled up at her. "What a nice thought but we need the bed. Anyway I hungry now, I want to fuck you on a full stomach."

As he dragged her half stumbling to the loo, he asked her if the posh lady liked beans and she mumbled," Anything, thank you." He watched her as she relieved herself then took her to that hard-backed chair, tied her ankles and opened the tin. Sitting beside her, he spoon feed her again, letting bits fall. "I had to lick Alison's tits clean, so don't worry, I'll do the same to you. Then I should untie those tits, they really blue now."

She had to sit there and have him lick all over her bound tits, telling her it was the only way to eat beans, then he waved her pants in front of her. Totally beaten, she opened her mouth. In they went followed by the duct taping, "You suck on your juice on your pants, I want to play with the real thing." He untied her ankles and pulled her back to the bed. "Get them open again, your little bush is pointing the way." He got on the bed between her legs. "You want me to untie your tits?" The throbbing pain in her tits was incredible, she nodded furiously. "Then you wiggle your ass and pump your cunt up and down while I fuck you. Then I will, you understand?" A pathetic nod was his signal for him to wet his fingers and rub them over her slit before he laid on her and guided himself into her warm cunt.

As he filled her, he smiled down, "Tight, comfy fit. Got to get it wet, how about I suck on these?" Her tits, being bound the way they were, had ballooned to twice their size and stuck straight up with the huge red nipple a perfect peak to suck on, and he did.

She humiliated herself by wiggling her ass around and pushing up to him as he thumped into her, all the time squeezing the painfully bound globes or rolling the nipples in his fingers, grunting himself into her. She couldn't help but lubricate herself. He noticed he was slipping in easier so he changed positions, he brought his knees up pushing her legs up and wide, then he pulled himself up to the kneeling position, so he could fuck her and play with her cunt at the same time. She knew if she had not been in so much pain that was one position that her lover could use to get her turned on.

She could start to feel herself respond, but thankfully he came, filling her cunt heavily before collapsing on top of her, grinning at her and kissing the duct tape over her mouth. "You a lovely fuck. You want another piss before some sleep?" Reluctantly she nodded. He took her again, this time tickling her cunt as she urinated all over his hand before licking his fingers. "You taste nice. Come on, my girlfriend we go to bed."

It was five in the morning as he tied her ankles, then bound each knee up to her waist, roping her around the neck, rolled her on her side, and moved in behind her. She could feel his cock as he tucked himself up under her. "Don't worry, when I wake you, I will be fucking you doggie style just like lover-boy. that's how I woke Alison up. She fucks lovely that way. Don't need no bed clothes. I'll keep you warm. Night, night, posh lady."

Much as she felt it wrong to sleep, she was exhausted and couldn't help but drift off. He was right. She woke to feel him penetrating her. As soon as he was in, he violated her again, ramming her very hard, pushing her towards the side of the bed. Suddenly, with all his strength, he rolled her onto him and she was laying on him. He held her steady as her knees were up in the air, and held her firmly by her tits. The pain of being fucked that way, and him gripping her bound tits forced tears from her, and she had to endure it that way until another load of his filth was deposited inside her.

He took his time to empty himself and let go. She rolled on her side and lay there as he grunted, patted her ass, and got up to relieve himself once more. "You want to piss?" She nodded through her tears. He picked her up as she was, and took her in and sat her on the seat. Tied as she was, she couldn't sit up, and he took the advantage to rip the tape off, pull out her pants and replace it with his filthy cock. She had to sit there trying to piss while sucking and licking her juice and his cum off the huge thing stuck in her mouth. To add to her humiliation he laughed at her. "Better clean it quick, if it go hard I have to fuck your mouth again."

He took his cock out of her mouth, picked her up, and carried her back to the bed. "Gonna tie you to the bed. You gonna give me your pin numbers and I go get some money. When I come back, we may go see Alison, now first I want pin numbers."

He picked each card from her wallet and she told him the numbers. He untied her neck ropes, laid her in the middle of the bed, tied her knees together and then across to the sides of the bed. He tied another rope to her ankles and down under the bed. She couldn't move, the way her arms were tied, so he left them as they were. Next, he wrapped a rope around her neck and up to the hole in the head board. Her pants went back in her mouth and four pieces of duct tape sealed them in. He got ready to go, switched the TV on and, just before he left he kissed her enlarged nipples and untied her tits. As he closed the door, the tears of pain ran down her face.

The sudden surge of blood back to the swollen breasts was horrendous.

After the pain had subsided, she watched TV. She thought, how ridiculous. There she was, raped, bound and gagged, totally naked at the mercy of a sex maniac looking between her large bruised breasts over the top of her trimmed cunt hairs to a bloody TV that she could only see if she looked round her bound feet. The pain in her neck would only allow for short sighting. It was when she was just listening that the news came on and the head-line was:

"The hunt for the missing teenager, Alison Enwall has taken a more sinister turn, her mother Mrs Janice Enwall has gone missing. Police believe she has been lured away by someone pretending to have knowledge of her daughter's whereabouts. Here is a recent film of Mrs. Enwall taken at a news conference a short time ago. Police are urging her, or anyone who knows where she is, to contact them."

She lay there for hours. It was getting dark when she heard him come up the stairs. He entered with bags from shopping, and he was wearing a leather coat. "You done good telling me the right numbers, had to go far so as wouldn't find out where we are, but I buy lots." He took his coat off, then his trousers and pants, and he lay beside her and started to stroke her cunt, "Got to keep you for a while, so I can go get more money and anyway I like fucking you. I been thinking about you, I got hard, so I need to use your holes again."

He untied her neck and ankle ropes then released her knees, and took off the gag. Coughing and sputtering she asked, "Can I have a drink, please?" He got hold of her head and pushed her down to his cock, "Ya, after you suck me off and do it good with plenty of tongue, plenty of kissing the snake, plenty of licking my balls, plenty of licking the whole big boy or you get drink alright, I piss in your mouth," he put his hands behind his neck and relaxed back as the beautiful woman went to work on sucking his cock just how she had been told just the way he wanted.

She had been using her mouth on every bit of his cock for about twenty minutes when the door burst open, two men broke in, he looked at them, "Barry, eerrr Bert what eerrr what?" One of the grabbed her and stood her up the other grabbed him, "Thought you had snatched mother when we saw the news, knew you fancied fucking her." He turned and looked at Janice.

"That's one good looking woman. Your daughter's a good fuck, but I bet you know a trick or two. You gonna put it out for us? Give us a little play with you, it's the only way you will see her." Janice shook, "Yes, oh god yes, please! Anything, but take me to her!" The one holding her squeezed her breasts. "This should be a fun weekend."

They tied her tightly and sealed her mouth, wrapped her in a blanket, and took her down to the car. They dumped her in the boot and sped off. As he had money and her cards, and knew the pin numbers they took him along.

Half an hour later they turned in the drive of a derelict house with an old barn behind it, hid the car and opened the boot. The three of them looked down at the helpless beautiful woman laying there. They untied her ankles, lifted her out, and frog marched her naked, bound, and gagged towards the barn. They pushed her through the door. The sight that met Janice took her breath away.

In the middle of the barn was a post that supported the roof. Tied, helpless and totally naked, suspended off the ground was her pretty baby, Alison.

Her hands tied behind her round the post, a rope ran across her chest under her breasts, then under her arms behind the post to a cleat that held her weight. She was gagged and a rope ran across her eyes around the post holding her head securely back. Her ankles were individually tied and bent up, the ropes going to the cleat leaving her hanging in the kneeling position. Janice groaned.

The one good thing was that she looked all right. She was not heavily marked and still seemed to be the same weight but they had shaved her. Janice went to run to her and they grabbed her arms, "Not so fast." They slowly led her towards the helpless girl. "You happy to see your little girl? Do you want to give her a motherly kiss?" Janice looked at them, they had evil in their eyes, but she nodded. They ripped the tape from her mouth.

She was now in front of her, Bert whispered to her, she shouted, "No, I couldn't," he yanked her to him. "You and baby fuck here would like to see the outside world again?" She nodded. "Then you do as we say, and you know what I said, now do it.

Struggling to her knees, Janice looked up at her daughter hanging above her and kissed her cunt. Alison jumped, but could do nothing else. Janice kissed it again, this time staying on it and licking making sure the three men could see her tongue working on the naked slit. Barry knelt down behind her put his hand between her legs, under her ass, until he found her cunt and started to finger her. "Go on, get it all the way in, can you manage this far?"

He pushed his fingers up Janice's cunt making her squeal into Alison's. Bert looked down at him. "What say we take mother and daughter in the house and see some real family fun? You game, mum, for some up close and personal?"

Barry got up, pulled Janice up by the hair, and keeping hold, he dragged her out of the barn and into the house. He stood her in the middle of the room, held both her nipples, and twisted them. "We have looked after your kid. We liked her to look nice when we fucked her, so she has been bathed and fed. We didn't have to, so be grateful, be very grateful. Now we want some fun out of you two. Just a lot of fucking, nothing bad unless you want it that way. Let's look on the bright side, you may enjoy it."

Just then Alison was carried in, her arms still tied behind her, as they rolled her onto the old sofa. Janice saw the marks on her ass, she had been caned.

Their eyes met, and Janice saw how tired she looked, but at least they were together and alive. How long that would last was up to how they would be made to perform for these sadistic bastards.

The three men sat on the assorted old chairs that were dotted around the large room. Barry put his hands behind his head. "Alison, get up," Alison immediately got up, though very slow, and struggled to stay straight. Barry laughed at her effort. "Come on, Alison, you've done nothing since this morning's fucking. You only sucked me off twice while Bert gave your ass a good buggering, then you've been hanging about all day. Fine way to greet your mother."

She looked pitifully at Janice, trying hard not to cry but tears ran down both their faces.

Bert leaned forward and stroked Janice's ass. "You know if you cry or annoy us, we have a lovely whippy cane, don't we, Alison? Do you know your mother has a fine firm round target just right for a stinging?" Janice shook as the three men scanned the two naked, bound women; she knew they were going to have some fun with both of them.

Bert and Barry got up and grabbed some rope. They knelt down in front of the women and tied their ankles with about a six inch gap - they could move, but not run. They smiled up at the women, and kissed their cunts, and then their hands were released. Bert took Janice under the chin and kissed her hard. "Your cunt and your face are as beautiful as I have ever had, but these are unbelievable." He jiggled her tits around.

"Now you and your pretty daughter are going to get it on for us. We want the works, tonguing, fingering, cunt licking, plenty of snogging with mouths and cunts. We want to see cunts rubbing together, and most of all we want to see you both cumming and drinking the juice. If you don't, then the cane may just change your mind, got it?" He waited for her to nod before he stopped playing with her nipples.

As he moved away she saw the ugly little man who had tricked her in to this hell. He was standing beside her Alison, playing with her tits, then moving down to her bald cunt. He kissed her face then slobbered down her so he could lick and suck on her nipples. Alison stood still, her hands by her side looking straight ahead as he pushed hard in between her legs and shoved into her cunt, fingering her violently. He looked at Bert with a sick grin on his foul face.

"She still feels nice, can I fuck her?" Bert laughed. "So you like the way we have her trained, she's real cooperative. She'll let you do anything, so after you give us the pin numbers we may let you take her somewhere. It's a small price to pay to get to fuck any hole this beauty's got, and you can do her as often as you like. We have. She has given us a great deal of pleasure, but first we want to see mum in action. Come on mum, get on your back. Your daughter wants to suck your cunt." He laughed as he said, "and I'm sure you want to get your mouth on her sweet, well-fucked cunt. Now, move it."

Both Barry and Bert started to take their trousers off. He looked over to Alison, "Stop fingering the bitch and get comfortable for the show." He looked back to Janice. "I said on your back. We can teach you how to obey quickly, just like we did with Alison."

The trembling woman got down and lay in front of them, "Alison, spread your mothers legs and start sucking her out, now."

She was on her knees and pulling her mothers legs open immediately, "See mother? You will soon be as quick as that. Now remember what I said, get your knees up, with them ropes you have to make it easier for your daughter's tongue. Now get each other off."

The three men, now naked from the waist down, sat around the two women. There was a fleeting glance from Alison to her mother before she lay sideways to her and pushed fingers up her mother's cunt while her tongue lapped over the exposed clit. The three men smiled at each other, uncapped beer bottles, then settled back and played with themselves. They knew they had a long time to have fun with the two naked captives.

The cat calls started as they watched Alison performing on her mother. "Play with your tits, ma," "Suck your finger in like a cock, ma," and "get used to something in your mouth!" The little man turned to Barry. "Alison's going at her like a pro. She really can lick a cunt." Barry laughed. "I should think she can, we let Doreen and her butch mate June have her for two days last week. They made her work hard to save a slappin'. I'm sure her tongue has grown 2 inches."

"Make her use her tongue in mother's mouth." Barry gave Alison the order and soon she had her tongue in her mother's mouth, snogging her. "How about some pussy rubbing while they are kissing?" Again Barry told Alison to fuck her mother's cunt with her own. She immediately obeyed by grinding her hips into her mother's, rubbing her bald cunt up and down her mother's triangular bush while pushing her tongue as far into her mother's mouth as she could.

Suddenly Janice moved and gave a moan. "Daughter's got mum on the juice. Must be time for a little bit of 69. Time for mum to have some cunt in her mouth."

Bert and the other one got up and lifted Alison round to sit astride Janice's face. Barry said, "No, that's wrong. Get them the other way round. Alison knows how to suck cunt, let's have mothers ass up for some instruction." A bit of pushing had Janice above her daughter, sitting on her face, while the tongue worked furiously up her. She bent over to try and do the same to Alison.

She was trying when Barry's belt struck her round firm globes. She howled. "Face down and tonguing her cunt." Sobbing, she bent down. SLAP! Another scream. "Faster next time." She bent straight down. Alison had not stopped, even though the belt missed her face by inches. Janice worked her face hard in between the open legs, sucking and licking, praying for her daughter to get wet.

After two more whacks with the belt and endless work with their tongues, their bodies started to respond. Their hips pushed into each other's faces and they got wetter. Janice worked so hard. She knew her daughter had been badly abused and she wondered if she would ever feel an orgasm again, but perseverance paid off and she did cum. Little spits of wet juice hit Janice's face as she herself gave a shudder and came.

Barry was the first to pull her off Alison. "Not bad for the first one, but we are nice and hard now, so it's our turn. You, short ass, you got those pin numbers?" The short little man wrote down Janice's pin numbers and handed them to Bert. "If these ain't right I'll personally break both your legs." He held Janice firmly to him. "Me and Bert are going to have some fun with mum here. Now you tell mum what you are going to do to her daughter. If it sounds good, we will let you have her."

"She know what I like to do with her daughter, I like fucking her." He stood beside Alison, stroking her like a pet, running his hand all over her, paying a lot of attention to her ass. "But this time, I want to put it in her ass - missed out on it last time. Then she can clean me off with her mouth before I fuck her pretty bald cunt some more. Is that all right, mummy?" Janice wanted to cry, wanted to hold her baby. She knew it was useless to try as they stood, held by these perverted bastards.

"Ya, go on, take the little fuck toy upstairs. Fuck the shit out of her, but don't mark her. There is a reason, we will tell you later. Now, fuck off while we play with her gorgeous mother."

He looked at the naked woman. "Janice, isn't it? That's what they said on the TV." She nodded. "Well, Janice, when we first saw you, you had your cute little mouth wrapped around that old fart's dick. I thought it would look better wrapped round mine so how about it?" She just stared at him. "I'll take that as a 'yes'. What about you Bert, ass or cunt?" Bert said "When she's bent over I'll see which, maybe both," Barry stroked the side of her face. "You heard the man bend over and get stuck in. Pleasuring people will become a way of life for you, so get used to it."

With what he had just said echoing in her brain, she bent over and took his cock in her mouth. She sucked his cock as much down her throat as she could, knowing if she didn't, he would shove it down anyway. She felt Bert behind her fingering her cunt and ass, pulling the lips apart and tickling up inside her.

He said to Barry, "her daughter got her wet so let's see how long it takes me. I really don't fancy a dry fuck in a hole as nice as this one." She had to endure the humiliation of the finger fucking while she concentrated on trying to get Barry to cum so she could get his filthy cock out of her mouth. He knew she was trying, so he took it real slow as Bert started to get her ass wiggling before plowing into her.

Barry finally let the silky smooth mouth bring him off, making her swallow then suck the last drops out of the end. Bert was still pumping away up her cunt while he pulled her asshole apart with his fingers and poked inside. Barry said, "Thanks for cleaning my cock, now clean out my asshole." He turned round and shoved his ass in her face that was too much for Janice and she bit him.

He jumped across the room holding his ass. Bert roared with laughter, but Barry soon came back, slapping her face hard, and pulled her up and off Bert's cock, "You fucking bitch, you'll learn to do as you are told!" He picked up the rope and bound her hands in front of her then dragged her out of the house and back into the barn. She fought and kicked at him all the way until he punched her in the stomach and she passed out.

When she came to, she was hanging about four feet off the ground by a rope around her waist. Her legs were pulled out behind and roped to a beam, her arms roped to the beams in front, and she was heavily gagged. The two men stood looking at her.

"Oh just in time for the Bar-B-Q," She looked down at a metal table under her. It had holes in it. She saw Barry move, he flicked a switch and then pressed a button, there was a click-click-click sound then the holes in the table burst in to flame. The sudden surge of heat burned Janice's nostrils as she tried not to breathe. Barry's evil smile returned. "Do you want low, medium or high heat?" Janice made muffled noises behind the gag as she felt the heat rising. "Don't worry, we will know when you're done. Your cunt hairs catch fire and your nipples melt. Besides you're only on low. I thought I would give you a while to get a sun tan before I turn it up." They turned and left. She heard him say to Bert, "I wonder if she will last longer than her kid?"

She fought the heat, she could hardly breathe. The burning in her nostrils was hell. She squirmed her body turning trying to stop the pain in her tits and under her arms. She was going to be sick, but since she was gagged she couldn't, as she may choke on her own vomit. Sweat was pouring from her as the two sadists walked back into the barn. "Having a nice time, or would you rather be licking ass?" She nodded, "Well we will see, turn the flames off." Bert moved and shut the table down, it was still red hot.

Suddenly she felt herself being lowered. Her arms and legs stayed up, but her body was starting to bow. Her tits and cunt were lowering towards the hot table. She moaned and tried to lift herself away. Barry laughed, "You sure you want to lick ass?" She nodded furiously as she felt her tits get hot. "You sure you want to do whatever we tell you?" She was in a blind panic, nodding as fast as she could. "You sure you are going to take it up the ass and cunt, suck any amount of cocks and let anybody do what ever they like to you?" By now, the heat was unbearable she was almost in a faint as she groaned her last nod as her head laid limp. "If I didn't want to fuck that cunt of yours so much, I'd drop you down and fry the fuck hole."

Bert wheeled away the table as her legs and arms were untied and she was lowered onto the cool ground. She didn't lay there long, as her wrists were bound again and she was dragged, still gagged back toward the house. Barry said, "You want to see what a good slave does?" She looked at him, beaten, then blinked a defeated "Yes."

They dragged the poor woman back to the house. Barry was pulling her by her bound wrists. "Straighten up, don't slouch, get your head up and your tits out, start to walk and act like a slave." They pulled her through the door and carried on up the stairs until they reached a door. They stopped and made her look inside.

There was Alison, bent over and grasping her ankles while the ugly little man fucked her from behind. She couldn't see which hole he was fucking, but he was giving it to her daughter very hard. Barry nodded toward him. "Watch and learn, mother." The ugly man slapped Alison's ass. She said "thank you, sir," and she did every time he hit her, then he pulled out. She immediately turned, dropped to her knees, and took him fully down her throat. Her nose pushed hard against his hairs as her head pumped up and down the shaft. He said, "tits," and her hands went to her breasts and she started needing them and twisting her own nipples. Janice stared at the scene as the slobbering man stroked Alison's head, gloating back at her.

Barry pulled Janice to him. "See what a good slave your daughter is? Now you must learn the same. You can shower and clean yourself up for me and Bert to fuck you and you will do anything we tell you to. Our pleasure is your problem, by the way the water's cold, have fun." He opened another door and she saw an old bath with a shower above, he pushed her in.

Still with her hands tied, she pulled the tape from her mouth and spat out the small ball. Turning to the bath, she switched on the taps, turned the handle and felt the freezing water. She looked towards the door, where the two men stood watching. Resigned to her fate, she stepped in.

Standing naked, she washed herself in the cold water. She knew they would expect her to clean all of herself, and with her hands tied, she must have looked laughable as she tried to wash her ass. Soon it was over, and she dried herself. The two men came over and took the towel from her and enjoyed drying her, groping every part of her before they took her to another room, promising her the fucking of a lifetime.

The room had two metal-framed beds in it. She knew they would be perfect for tying, too. "OK, mother, where were we? Oh yes, get bent over and suck, and suck like your daughter with your mouth open and using your lovely tongue. Bert will look after the other end, so say thank you and get to it." She looked at him, "Thank you for fucking me." She bent over and took the cock back in her mouth as Bert went back to playing with her ass.

Janice had never given full deep throat, and as she tried she choked and wanted to be sick but concentrating she managed to breathe through her nose and open her throat. She wiggled her ass and bent her legs, clenching her cunt muscles to get Bert off. Any thought of her being forced into an orgasm were gone, as everything she did was for their enjoyment, not hers. In the back of her mind was what they would do to her if she didn't give him a good blowjob.

Hands came under her as her tits, and nipples were pulled. She had to endure the slapping of her ass as both men fucked her, furiously pumping her as hard as they could. Bert tried to thump it in enough to lift her off the floor, while Barry was happy to see her cute little nose covered with his hairs. Both of them loved the power they had to make her do whatever they wanted.

Still with her wrists tied, they told her to wank herself. They were determined to make her cum. She knew the only way was to fuck them hard enough to make them fill her, and then she would be able to play with herself until they humiliated her into cumming for them. That's what happened.

After they had filled her both ends, they pushed her back to the wall and made her stand open legged while they sat on a bed, watching her hand rubbing quickly over her clit until she managed to spit some cum juice over her fingers. Barry stretched, "I'm fucked lets get her tied for the night. Go and see what that shithead is doing to Alison, bring her in here and tie her down too. Must get some shuteye. I want to fuck the pair of them a lot more before tomorrow night."

Barry tied her spread-eagled and very tightly to the metal-framed bed. The little ball was taped into her mouth. While that was happening, Alison was brought in. She just lay on the bed and put her arms and legs in the position to be tied. She had obviously been tied like that many times before.

An old sheet was thrown over them and the three men left. A small, dim light was the only illumination in which Janice could look at her pitiful baby, now a brainless sex toy to serve anybody's depravity. Suddenly the words, "fuck them a lot before tomorrow night," screamed back into Janice's mind, and a new fear brought a sob to her well fucked throat.

She drifted into some kind of light sleep, but it wasn't long before it was disturbed. She heard footsteps and she could make out the shortness of her captor. He went to Alison's bed and pulled away the sheet. "Hello little girl I have been thinking about you and how nice you look, thought you might be cold so I've come to warm you up." He looked over to Janice. "You don't mind if I fuck your daughter for a while, do you? You both nice, sexy ladies and I won't get the chance soon, so I thought I'd fuck the both of you again tonight. I did say I wanted to see who was the better fuck."

She watched helplessly as he got on top of Alison. She could see him slobbering all over her face and down to her tits. His fingers were down between her legs, "OK, little one, in it goes," and he grunted as he shoved himself into her. The sight of his ass pumping up and down on top of her baby was too much, and she shook as she cried, the tears running down either side of her face. She had never felt so alone and helpless in all her life. The feeling only got worse as she watched him grunt and shoot his load up her baby. He lay playing with her tits and slobbering all over her.

He smiled as he looked over to Janice. "Nice fuck, your kid, knows how to use her cunt. A real bumper and grinder, she can get any man off. She learnt the hard way, she knows what will happen if she don't." He pulled himself up and got off. Still smiling, he came over to her. His cock hung down, still smeared with her daughter's juice and his cream. He looked down, saying, "now for the main course, want to fuck me, mummy?"

As he walked round the bed, he pulled the sheet off, and then knelt down at the side and spent the next 15 minutes playing with her. As his fingers tickled her cunt, he said, "nice of you to lay there while I have some fun with your cunt and tits. It must be because you like me." With his left hand he rolled her nipples as his right was in between her legs. "I take gag off and we could talk and snog like we did when we were together at my place. But if you make noise then Barry and Bert will come and spoil my fun. No, we leave gag on while I fuck you." Janice laid there as the little pervert played with her. She had been forced into every possible depravity in 36 hours. To her right was the foul man who was invading every part of her body that she had held to be hers.

If she looked to the left, all she could see was her sweet child tied and still exposed. She thought, what was to become of them?

Suddenly something was happening to her. This ugly filthy man had his finger up her cunt and was wanking her at the same time. She was getting wet, she couldn't help it. She groaned and tried to move, but he knew it and held her, working harder. It was no use, he had found out how to turn her on.

All the things that had happened and what else could, were out of her mind she was being forced into an orgasm. His fingers worked faster and the rubbing on her clit became harder. She was tied tightly. She still tried to move, but he followed, then he bent to his left and started to flick his tongue over her nipple. That did it. She was on course for a full blown orgasm. Her head thrashed from side to side and her hips rose to his fingers as they fucked in and out of her. Her moans were becoming shorter as she fought to breathe in through her gag. Suddenly he stopped and looked at her. Her hips carried on, gyrating as they searched for relief. Her gagged mouth moaned as he tickled her nipples, sending waves of pleasure through her body.

He climbed between her legs and held his cock at the entrance to her slit. It was soaking, and she pushed up to him to try and capture his meat. As she did, he gently slid it in but never moved. He held himself straight up with his arms staring down at her as she unashamedly fucked herself off on the huge hard rod until she flooded the bed in her juice.

As she lay exhausted, he started at her again, pumping her hard with his still-hard, fat cock. Janice could do no more than start to cum again. With her body responding, she laid still and let him fuck her and play with her tits until she had another moaning orgasm.

After he left, she cried herself to sleep after humiliating herself for the disgusting pervert. It must have been late when she awoke, as the sun came through the door when Barry and Bert came in. "Morning ladies, now I feel like pumping someone's face. It's funny I just can't seem to start my day with out a good blowjob. Which one of you lucky girls get to suck breakfast out of my cock? I don't know about Bert, I think he wants to put it in the way it should cum out but he always was a bum man. I fancy seeing if mother has remembered the tricks we taught her."

They untied the two women, and then hobbled them with the ropes on their ankles. Janice was kneeling in front of Barry with all his cock down her throat, and Alison was bent over the bed while Bert was fucking her ass. Barry made Janice look at him all the time he fucked her face. "Just get me off, then you can wash and have breakfast."

Both women worked to give their tormentors the satisfaction they wanted, and soon Alison was walking to the bathroom with cum trickling out of her ass and down her legs. Janice waited her turn. Barry didn't allow her to wipe his filth from her face. She sat there now, with her hands tied behind her back and lines of cream over her pretty face as he mauled her tits.

Alison was also tied and Bert enjoyed having the young beauty stand in the bath while he washed her. She just stood and let him abuse her lovely soft body. He grinned at her as he covered his fingers in soap and finger fucked her ass and cunt. He was drying her as Barry brought in Janice for the same treatment.

After both women had been cleaned and dried, they were taken downstairs, and the table had some breakfast cereal on it. The ugly little man smiled at the two naked women. They stood at the side of the table, and cereal and milk were poured in two bowls. Barry told them to eat, and Janice looked as Alison bent forward and started to lap at the bowl as if it was the most natural thing to do. She slowly did the same.

Standing bent over, they were easy prey, so Barry and Bert took the opportunity to stand behind them, ramming their cocks up into each defenceless cunt and fuck them while they tried to eat. The ugly man laughed as the two women were pushed and bounced around by the force of being taken, their faces getting covered in milk and cornflakes. He looked at Barry. "Can I lick them clean after you've finished with them?" Janice felt sick as she heard Barry say "Yes."

Barry and Bert had the credit card and were discussing where to get cash. It would have to be way out of the area.

As the little man licked and slavered over the two women, licking their faces and down to their tits, then looking round to make sure the other two were talking before putting his hand between their legs for a nice handful.

Janice heard them talking about the ride tonight and something that could be worth a few readies.

They were taken back upstairs, sat on the bed, their wrists tied by a short rope to the bed rail, re-gagged, and left to sit looking at each other. Janice heard a car drive off and Barry outside on the mobile. An hour went by, almost two, when Barry came back in. "You two look sorry for yourselves. I thought we were having fun, or are you bored with nothing to do? See if I can't change that."

Barry untied Alison's rope, brought her over, and retied her to the bottom rail on Janice's bed. He took off their gags and had them both blow him, taking it in turns to suck him all the way while the other was forced to clean his balls, after he came in Janice's mouth again, he took them both to use the toilet, then took them back, fastened them to the bed, re-gagged them, and returned to his phone calls.

Bert returned and they both went into the barn with a bag of clothes.

Janice and Alison still sat there gazing at their helpless state. Janice moved the ball around in her mouth so she would not choke, and looked at her pretty daughter, thinking "is this what she had brought her up for, to be tethered like a pet waiting for the owner to come and amuse himself with her whenever he wanted?"

She was deep in those thoughts when the door quietly opened. Janice gave a muffled groan into the gag as she saw the ugly little man sneak in and close the door without making a sound. He looked right at her.

"Don't want them to know I'm here, must have you to myself now." Janice tried to make some kind of loud noise but all that came out was a pathetic moan. He looked at her and put his finger to his horrid lips. "SSHHHHH be quiet! I only want to bend your daughter over and fuck her ass. No need to get silly. I look after you as well, just don't want them to know I fucking you." Janice struggled against the rope but Alison just sat there as though awaiting her fate.

With hate in her eyes, Janice watched the obscene dwarf walk round the bed, untie the short rope that held Alison to the bed end, and then tie it around her throat forcing her arms halfway up her back. All Alison did was give a short moan at the pain. He moved her off the bed and bent her forward. She was now laying beside Janice with her face buried in the sheet. He took off his trousers and let his misshapen cock free. He slavered as he looked first at her naked ass and then at Janice, still tied to the bed head beside her.

The evil smile grew wider as he poked his end into Alison's puckered asshole. It had lost its innocent tightness because of the amount of times it had been abused, but he was still finding it hard to shove his length in. "Need a bit of lubricant, how's about it mum?" As he ran his right hand up Janice's leg, touching her bush, the hate in her eyes was unbelievable. She held her legs together as tight as she could, he still grinned at her.

His left had slid down and around Alison's legs and got hold of the hood of her clit. He got hold of it with his thumb and forefinger and squeezed, pressing his nails into her tender flesh as he twisted. She squealed, even as subservient as she had become. She was in agony and showed it, Janice quickly opened her legs.

The grin never left his ugly face as he pushed into her cunt, pushing up as far as he could. Then he rubbed his fingers on Alison's asshole again, and he did it and a third time.

He pushed his cock into Alison's ass and started to fuck her. He looked at Janice and pushed his finger back up her cunt, "I want to finger mum while I fuck your little girl's ass."

Janice shook her head at the creep, but he showed her his left hand and moved down towards her daughter's cunt. She sighed, shook her head at him, opened her legs and offered her cunt up for his abuse.

He pushed in, he looked at her in triumph, "Move forward and sit on it. You fuck yourself back and forward on it. Oh, and shake your tits for me. I like to see big tits bounce. If you don't, I hurt her bad and then fuck you anyway. Come on, mum. Shake them titties."

Janice moved forward as much as the rope would allow and started to move on the finger stuck up her. She wiggled her shoulder from side to side, making her tits bounce and shake for the pervert's pleasure. He looked at the once rich, happy, very beautiful sexy woman and gloated at what she was being forced to do just for him as he fucked her daughter's ass.

He wiggled his middle finger up the moving woman. "Come on mum, you can make them tits bounce better than that. You want me tie them up? I got some rope in my pocket." Janice groaned, shook her head and moved very fast on the finger. She threw her tits about, she ground her cunt as hard down as she could, and searching for the whole finger and using her cunt muscles to squeeze it. She knew what a depraved bastard he could be.

"Come on mummy, fuck the finger! You know you like it!" Both he and she knew he had full control over both of them. "Bounce up and down on it, that should make them tits move real nice for me." The poor woman did everything he asked, degrading her-self to protect her daughter, she wanted him to cum and cum fast.

He slowly moved his hand further and she had to follow, but the rope tethering her to the bed head held her back. His grin got wider as she was fighting hard to stay upright, her tits being forced out as her hips worked remorselessly, keeping him amused. She was disgusted with herself as her cunt sucked on this revolting man's finger as she fucked herself up and down on it. But he knew what she was trying to do and made her keep going. Again, his mouth dripped saliva at having this beautiful woman at his mercy.

He now started to move his finger inside her. He wanted to see her suffer, so he took as long as he liked, pumping slowly up Alison's ass. He was enjoying her show far too much to speed things up.

When he finally did cum, he filled Alison's ass then pulled his finger from the Janice's sore cunt. He laughed at the bound woman, telling her it was a pity she had to stay gagged. He would have liked her to suck him clean, but he retied Alison in the sitting position on the bed, slobbered over both women's breasts and faces and left.

Time meant nothing to the two women, Alison sat zombie-like. Janice stared at her, unable to make conversation to tell her everything would be alright, not knowing what these three men planned for them. All she did know was that she and her daughter were now just things to fuck.

She heard Barry and Bert coming up the stairs and wanted their pleasure, but when they came in they were carrying a bag. They emptied it on the bed. Alison's school uniform, blazer, grey skirt, blouse, and Janice's house dress. Of course, there weren't any underwear. They were untied and told to go to the toilet, wash, and get dressed. Their gags were left on, so it all had to be done in silence.

The men watched the women do as they were told until they were dressed. Then the tape gags were removed, and they were given a drink before their mouths were fitted with ball gags and thick cable straps that held their wrists firmly behind them. Barry was the first to speak. "OK, ladies, time for you to leave this place. You're going for a little ride." Janice panicked, shaking her head and started trying to make noises behind the gag. "Don't worry we ain't gonna kill you. No, you're in for a fate far worse than that. You two are far too pretty to waste."

Bert joined in. "Alison you look fucking adorable in that little skirt." Barry stood beside Alison and lifted her skirt. "You thinking what I'm thinking?" Bert nodded, "Ya, lets fuck 'em both one more time."

Barry grabbed Janice's jaw. "You heard the man, turn round and bend over. We want to make one last deposit."

The women knew there was little point in fighting, so they turned and bent over. Both men stood behind their chosen one and lifted ether a grey pleated skirt or a pale blue house-dress over two pert, firm bottoms. Both men fucked the women in total silence, just the grunts of men taking pleasure. The two women bent their bodies, pushing their knees into the side of the bed to keep their balance as their bodies took the full force of being fucked hard from behind, and taking the slapping their cheeks got when their rapists wanted their asses to move, increasing their own pleasure at the cost of the women's humiliation.

It took them about ten minutes to cum and fill the abused cunts. It was after they had pulled out that Bert spoke and all he said was, "Come on, get the fuck out and in the car. We don't have long to get there."

They were herded down the stairs and out, being thrown in to the back seat with Barry in between them, and the car sped off.

They were forced to ride with their heads bowed into the seatbacks, and they did that for 22 miles before being allowed to sit upright as the car drew into a large farm… or was it a riding stable? They were pulled from the car and led up past some stalls. Barry looked in one and Janice could see in through the small window. What she saw sent shock waves through her body - it wasn't a stall.

In the small cell was a bed, a chair, a table and a woman, naked, gagged with her arms fastened behind her, and chained to the wall. She just sat on the chair, staring into nothing. The second stall was the same, only the helpless woman was lying on the bed. The third had a very pretty young girl, who also was laying on the bed. The fourth cell was empty, and so was the fifth. Barry said, "These two will do," and Janice was taken into one and Alison the other.

Janice heard the rattle of a chain and realized Alison was being chained to the wall. Then Barry chained her and grinned down at her.

"You look good with a dog collar round that pretty neck, something to hang onto when fucking your mouth. I'll let you in on a secret, as I know what a pleasure it is to stick a cock in between your lips. A lot of blokes are going to be hanging onto this," and he gave it a yank.

There was a cough that made Janice jump. A tall, elegant woman in tweeds walked into the cell. "So, this is mother?" Barry nodded. "Stand up, woman." Janice stood and the woman walked round her, feeling her ass and tits, pulling on her nipple, then lifting Janice's dress and looking between her legs. "MMM nice! Good looking mother. I especially like the firmness of her big tits, and a very pretty daughter. Curvy and well rounded, well done. Barry, come with me." The two of them went outside, shut the door, and the lock clicked. Janice could hear her.

The woman asked Barry, "What's the daughter like? Did she train well?" Barry's words about her daughter made Janice sob. "She fucks well, takes it hard, ass and cunt. She will suck all the way down and can swallow. There's nothing she won't do to male or female, and she is one of the best at playing with herself for others to watch. She trained well." The woman asked, "What's her fear?" Barry told her, "We had her tied tight to a beam and pushed a electric hair curler up her ass. When it gets hot, she really doesn't like it. Also the bare wires taped to the nipples, only had to switch on three times before she was on her knees sucking us so far down her throat you would have thought she was a pro. She was ours to do with as we pleased."

Janice sobbed, then she heard, "And mother?" Barry's voice was so matter-of-fact, "We used the Bar-B-Q, but I think she'll eat shit or let a dog take her cunt to save her daughter any major pain." The woman's voice sounded pleased. "Good, I have two bidders for a mother and daughter team. Take some pictures of them, dressed and naked. Show the mothers big, firm tits off and work well on the little grey skirt and school blazer of the daughter. Get her to look innocent. You know, pig-tails and the like, but leave the ball gags in. Men seem to look at them as though it were their cocks in their mouths. That should up the price. Remember, you get 30% and I'll add 3% for Sid the dwarf, to keep him silent.

Barry said, "I'll take the shot on the video so you can hook it up to your clients via the web-cam."

The woman agreed, "Yes it will by a good sale, incest always fetches a good price. Men like to see mothers fucking with their daughters. It'll sell, as seen on TV.