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Family Raiders
Family Raiders
(c) 1995 FOXBAYOU
THE HUNT: The vehicle they had just stolen fit perfectly into the suburb
neighborhood of Carsonville, A five year old nondescript gray four -door
Ford which matched dozens of others in this middle income community.
Don't need to stand out now thought Cutter as he drove slowly down one
road after another looking carefully at each well kept home they passed.
Not sure what he was looking for but knowing that his safety and that of
the three men with him depended on finding a place to hide and finding
it soon. It had only been six hours since he and the others had broken
out of the jail wing of the hospital. The radio was full of police
bulletins warning citizens to be on the watch for the four escaped convicts
Watching just as carefully from the front passenger's seat was Mike
Washington, a convicted rapist serving a life sentence for his third
conviction. In the back seat sat Willie Watson, a homosexual drug dealer
serving ten years to life and "Crazy Carl" a demented child molester.
Each had changed into civilian clothes stolen from the doctor's locker
room during the escape. The car was found in the parking lot covered
with dust indicating it had not been moved for a few days. It was easily
hot wired and started.
Cutter, real name Don Martin, was the leader of the group who had
wrangled their way to the emergency room of the hospital by faking food
poisoning. He himself was serving a life term for the murders of two
teenagers who had the unfortunate luck to be parked, making love, on a
back road when Cutter drove by. His nickname came from his specialized
talent of using sharp knives and razors on his victims. "Guns are for
the jerks," he always said, "it takes an expert to slowly dispatch a
victim and enjoy each second."
THE ESCAPE: Cutter smiled when he thought of the ease with which they
had gotten away. After arriving at the hospital under guard by two
prison officers, the four men had been given exams by the head nurse.
She was a tall slim red head with large tits; straining at her uniform.
Her partner was an older gray headed lady who tried to smile and be
friendly even though she was obviously nervous with four prisoners in
her care. The redhead, who made no effort to be friendly, also had a
very foul mouth and treated them like scum. Cutter made a mental note to
take her down, a long way down, before they left.
All four were given hospital gowns to put on and told to get into bed.
The emergency room had five beds separated only by sheets that could be
drawn around each bed. Mike Washington had purposely put the gown on
backwards with the opening in the front. The nurse glared at him and
told him to put it on correctly as she saw his huge cock hanging in the
open. Cutter quickly realized that actions such as this could jeopardize
the escape plan and told Mike to knock it off.
The assigned doctor had not arrived from his home yet and the two prison
officers said at the doorway with shotguns in hand looking very bored.
The redheaded nurse snapped at Cutter telling him to come over to the
desk. Cutter got up and holding the rear opening of his gown closed
walked over to the desk smiling all the way. "What's you name
beautiful?", he asked as he stood in front of her.
"None of your damn business," she spat out, "let me ask the questions
and you just answer." "What is your prisoners number?, she asked,
putting great emphasis on the word prisoner.
Cutter continued to smile while his mind was working on how he will
bring this bitch down, down below his own level even.. "I have trouble
remembering it honey," Cutter drawled, "but I think it starts with
sixty-nine."
The nurse frowned and turned toward the officers at the door and said,
"I've got another asshole here, can you straighten him out?"
Both of the prison officers stood up and walked over to either side of
Cutter. Dave, the larger of the two, puts the barrel of his shotgun
against Cutter's groin and pushed in hard. Cutter bent double with the
pain. "Don't give the nurse any trouble Cutter." She's a friend.
Cutter felt this was the time to act. He moaned while doubled over and
holding his hands together near his waist he then formed two karate
fists. With the speed of a snake he lashed out right and left from his
bent position striking both officers in their testicles. Both dropped
the shotguns and tried to let out a scream but couldn't. Each quickly
received another chop to their "Adam's apple" that finished them off as
they fell to the floor. The redhead stood up and ran to the emergency
button on the wall screaming for help. The other three men quickly got
out of bed. Mike tackled the redhead and Willie grabbed the older nurse.
Carl went to the door and closed it sealing off the room from the
hallway. Cutter checked the officers and found both out cold. He went
over to the equipment cabinet and almost had an organism when he saw all
the various ultra sharp scalpels lying on a shelf. Picking up one with a
two inch blade he walked over to where the redhead was struggling with
Mike. She quickly froze when Cutter held the blade an inch from her left
eye and stood there saying nothing. Moving the blade slowly back and
forth between her green eyes, he watched her eyes follow the blade
without blinking, her body frozen against Mike's.
"Well, well my pretty miss.", Cutter softly said as he continued to move
the blade between her eyes, "Do you think we might have a change of
attitude here." She managed a slight node of her head but no sound came
forth. "Good girl, I hope you do mean that." "I've looked forward to
getting very close to you."
Just then Willie, holding the older nurse easily in his grasp, asked,
"What about this one?"
Cutter shook his head and said, "Don't hurt her she was nice to us."
Walking over to the two officers, who still had not moved, he took out a
pair of handcuffs and tossed them to Willie. "Just hook her up to that
pole over there. You'll not give us any trouble will you?" The older
nurse shook her head and was handcuffed to the pole by Willie.
Cutter returned to the redhead nurse and asked, "Where is the doctors
locker room?" She mumbled something about a couple of doors down the
hall. Cutter told Carl to go down carefully and see if he could find
some clothes. Turning to the nurse he again put the scalpel in front of
her face and said, "Now lets get better acquainted. Willie is going to
release you and you will not move one muscle. If you do I'll cut your
throat. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?" The nurse stiffened and nodded her head yes.
"OK Willie, let her go." Willie released the tight grip he had on the
older nurse and stepped back. The nurse didn't move a muscle. "Name?",
asked Cutter, "I need a name to get close."
"My name is Windy.", she whispered still standing stiff as a board and
watching the blade so close to her face.
"Windy, nice name Windy." Do you mind if I get to know you, all of you?"
"No, I don't mind."
"Good, you really don't have another choice in the matter and remember
what I said about moving, I'll cut your throat in an instant." Windy
closed her eyes and her body shook as she nodded acceptance.
Cutter then lowered the blade and one by one started to remove the
buttons on her nurses uniform shirt. Windy's eyes snapped open but she
didn't make a sound or move. Stepping behind her he grasped the collar
of the shirt and cut down with the blade to the waist line. Reaching up
to the two halves of the collar he pulled them down and over her
shoulders and off her arms revealing a lacy white bra supporting her
ample breasts.
"Nice, very nice but let's get closer even still. Is that OK with you
Windy?" She closed her eyes and again nodded her head. Cutter reached
out and grabbed her hair and said, "I want to hear you Windy, say it."
"Yes , yes. I do want you to get closer.", Windy choked out.
Cutter then grabbed the waistband of the uniform skirt and with one
slash cut down and let the garment drop. Windy now stood in her bra and
panty hose that covered what appeared to be dark blue bikini panties.
Cutter quickly cut the hose off and reached up and carefully cut one of
the bra shoulder straps then the other. Placing the blade between her
breasts he quickly pulled forward cutting the bra in half. As if fell to
the floor, Windy shuddered as her massive breasts were reviled to all.
"Pretty, you should go topless at all times Windy, now for the final
curtain." Cutter carefully cut both sides of the blue panties from waist
to thigh and watched as they slowly floated to the floor. Windy was a
true redhead. "Having fun Windy? Answer me!."
"Yes I am, please don't hurt me.", she cried as she stood fully exposed
to all.
Cutter smiled and dropped his hospital gown reviling a massive hard-on
pointing stiffly up into the air. "I will hurt you if you don't get down
on your knees and give me the best blow job of your life."
"NO I can't, I've never done that to a man." Windy sobbed out.
"One last chance bitch, do it or you're going to be sorry." Cutter
snapped as he placed his hands on her shoulders and tried to force her
to her knees.
"NO, NO I can't", Windy cried as she tried to pull away.
Cutter reached down and grabbed Windy's right nipple and pulled heavily
on it stretching it out. With a quick motion the scalpel in his right
hand came down and instantly severed the rose colored flesh held in his
hand. For a second Windy made no sound but looked to see Cutter holding
what once was the nipple of her right breast. Blood began to run from
the wound and she began to scream. Willie grabbed her from behind and
covered her mouth with his hand cutting off her scream. Cutter slowly
walked over to the reception desk and tossed the severed nipple on it.
"I guess you should have the doctor sew that back on, shouldn't you?"
He opened up the supply cabinet and took out a large square bandage.
Tearing it open he approached Windy and taking her bloody breast in his
hand he pressed the bandage over the wound. "That will have to do for
now my dear, we don't have time to wait around. Now will you get on your
knees and do as you were told?" Willie released Windy and she slowly
sank to her knees in front of Cutter. Leaning her head back she opened
her mouth wide and closed her eyes. Cutter smiled as he reached behind
him and took a ball point pin off the desk and quickly placed it
crosswise at the back of Windy's teeth preventing her from closing her
mouth.
"Sorry honey I don't think you deserve my sperm. You're a bitch and what
bitches need bitches get." With that statement he grabbed the back of
her head and aimed his cock directly at her mouth and a heavy stream of
urine exploded from its slit. Windy's mouth quickly filled with the
foamy liquid and she tried to close her mouth. Holding her head steady
Cutter reached over and squeezed her nose closed. Windy couldn't breathe
without swallowing all the piss in her mouth. She gagged but got it all
down. Cutter then filled her mouth again. Again she swallowed. Four more
mouthfuls were filled and swallowed. Cutter released her hair and
removed the pen from her teeth. "Maybe next time you'll treat all people
the same, with courtesy, correct." Holding the bloody bandage tightly
against her bleeding breast, Windy sank to the floor and slowly shook
her head that she understood.
Just then Carl entered the room with clothes piled up on his arms. "I
got them, let's get the hell out of here.
The four men quickly dressed in the stolen clothes. Cutter went over to
the older nurse and opened one handcuff and led her over to where Windy
was still lying. He hooked them together through a table where they
could move but not reach the phone. "You take care of the bitch old
woman. They might be able to put her back together." With that they left
and stole the car out of the parking lot.
THE HIDING PLACE: Cutter suddenly remembered he was driving and supposed
to be looking for a hiding place. All the homes look the same. Only the
lawns and choice of paint colors made them different. Mike and Carl were
both grumbling about getting caught if we couldn't find a hiding place
soon. Suddenly Carl thought about the car they were in. It was left for
days perhaps the owner was away with an empty house nearby.
"Open up the glove compartment and look for the registration papers
Mike." , he yelled. Mike fumbled through papers and other things and
came up with a California registration certificate. "Read it." ,
commanded Cutter.
"It says this car belongs to Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Scott at 12312 West
Apple Lane in Carsonville. Hey, that's this town and I remember passing
Apple Lane a while back in the hilly area!" Cutter immediately turned
around and began to retrace their path.
After ten minutes they say a sign post that said Apple Lane. Driving
slowly they watched each house as the addresses grew in larger in number
until they came to an area where the homes were set way back from the
road and obviously were very expensive. Cutter slowed down and noticed
each gated driveway had numbers attached nearby. Mike suddenly
exclaimed, "There it is, 12312 The Scott's. It looks locked, how do we
get in?" Cutter thought a minute and then said, "Look for an opener of
some kind." Mike quickly found a remote transmitter in the glove box and
pressed the button. The metal gate slowly began to open.
Cutter looked carefully at the winding driveway that led up to a large
home located behind trees. He pulled the car to the side of the road and
stopped. "Let's walk up first then bring the car. Might be family living
there." The four men got out the car and carefully moved up the
driveway. At the top of the drive they came upon a large two-story
modern home with many lights on and music coming from a window upstairs.
Cutter had Willie and Carl go around to the left and he and Mike went
around to the left. In the rear was a large swimming pool with a
bubbling spa on one end. No one was in either but the door to the house
was open. Willie and Carl met them and the four sat down to decide their
actions. Cutter suggested a wait to find out how many were in the home
and who they were. All agreed. Mike was sent down the drive to bring up
the car without lights and close the gate. Cutter and Willie crawled up
to the lighted window while Carl watched their backs.
By carefully looking into the window they could see a dinner table set
up and a beautiful lady about thirty-five years old speaking with what
must be her two children. They could see a boy about 13 and a girl about
15 years old. They were laughing as they ate and seemed to be having a
wonderful time. Cutter noticed that there were only three place
settings. Must mean that they were not expecting anyone else. He
whispered to Willie that they should wait until they are sure no one
else is around before moving in. Willie agreed just as Mike reappeared.
Cutter called over to Carl and the four decided that an hour should be
enough to determine if anyone else is inside.
The hour passed slowly as the four men watched the family finish their
dinner and split up. The girl went upstairs and the boy went into a TV
room. They watched as the mother put away the dishes and straightened up
the kitchen. After a while the teenage girl returned downstairs in a
tube top and shorts. All of the men took a deep breath when they saw how
she filled out the top and the curve of her ass in the shorts. A real
duplicate of her mother. She and her bother began watching TV and were
soon joined by their mother. Cutter decided this was the time to move in.
He had Mike go to the front to prevent any escape in that direction.
Carl watched the side door and he and Willie slowly entered the open
door by the pool. They came into the TV room behind the family who were
all sitting on the couch. Cutter took out one of the many scalpels he
had taken from the hospital and motioned for Willie to stand behind the
couch. Walking around in front, Cutter heard the family gasp in unison
as he appeared between them and the TV
"Good evening, please don't scream or do anything stupid. There are men
behind you and outside who are very desperate. Just sit where you are
and take deep breaths." Cutter's commands seemed to sink in as all three
of the terrified people on the couch froze in place. "Sorry to intrude
but we need some place to rest for awhile and your home has been
picked." "Carl, Mike come in now."
When all four men were in side and in sight of the family the mother
turned to Cutter and said, "Take anything you want but don't hurt us.
There is money in the study and jewelry in the upstairs bedroom. We
won't call the police until you're safely away." Cutter walked over in
front of the woman leaned down and smiled while saying, "You don't
understand madam, we need a place to stay for a while. It seems we have
too many people wanting to talk to us. Crazy Carl laughed his weird
chuckle which seemed to bring chills to the three on the couch.
"Now let's get something straight, I want to know who you are and who is
missing from this lovely home.?" The woman replied, "Only my husband
Tom, no one else lives here." :"Where is old Tom?" "He flew to Oakland
for a medical conference. He'll be back tomorrow." "Does he drive a gray
four door Ford?" "Yes, how did you know?" "We're driving it lady." "Well
seems we should introduce ourselves to be neighborly, I'm Cutter this is
Mike, Willie and Carl". "What's yours?" The woman looked at her son and
said ,"That's Bobby my son and this is Dawn my daughter. I'm Mrs.
Scott." "Forget the formalities lady, what's your name?" The woman
shrank back and said, "My name is Debbie Scott."
"That's better." , said Cutter as he searched the room with his eyes.
Class, money was all in evidence. Must take hundreds of thousands to
furnish this whole house like this he thought. "OK we now are close
friends and formalities are out of the way let's talk about our mutual
get together for the next few days." Debbie Scott stiffened and cried,
"next few days? What do you mean, take what you want but leave us alone.
Her children crept closer to her as she spoke.
Cutter scanned the family group. Debbie a tall beautiful woman in fine
attire, Dawn a vivacious teenager with a woman's body, and Bobby an
overly tall young boy with that all American look. Walking directly in
front of them he looked each in the eye and slowly said in a voice that
gave them all chills, "You people will have us as guests for a long
time, you will treat us as guests at all times we will treat you as we
desire at all times. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" Debbie and her children shook
in unison but understood this man meant what he said. Debbie knew her
children didn't know what might be in store for them from these animals.
Debbie did know and it made her blood run cold.
DINNER BREAK: Cutter immediately had Willie, Mike and Carl fan out to
search all the rooms in the home. It consisted of five rooms downstairs
and six upstairs with many bathrooms. After twenty minutes they all
returned with the news that no one seemed to be there and all signs
seemed to indicate that only the husband was missing. No weapons were
found and very little cash seemed to be around. Debbie was questioned
and confirmed that they did not allow guns in the house.
Cutter thought it was time to plan their first night in the house and
make sure everyone knew what was going to be the rules for tonight. Mike
said he had put the car in the garage and closed the door. Carl and
Willie said both homes on either side were dark and had high walls that
prevented anyone from seeing in. A steep hillside in the rear also
prevented anyone from seeing in from that direction. Cutter now relaxed
a little and noticed he was feeling hungry. The family was still sitting
together on the couch when he came into the room. Walking over to Debbie
he smiled and said, "How about all of us sitting down to a nice dinner?"
"I'm sure you are a good cook Debbie and we're all very hungry." Debbie
nodded and holding both of her children's hands she pulled them down the
hall into the kitchen. Cutter motioned for Mike to follow them.
Cutter walked over to the fully stocked wet bar in the room and poured
himself a stiff drink of Cognac. If there was any finer taste than the
brandy of France, he had not found it. Willie and Crazy Carl walked over
and fixed themselves a drink also. "What's our next step?, asked Willie.
I guess we have to plan to stay here for a few days, maybe a week."
answered Cutter. "If so we have to make sure we are completely in
control and have every thing covered. One mistake and the cops will get
us." Willie set back in his chair and lifted his glass, "No problem
boss, I'd like to get to know that lovely young boy better. He really
interests me. "Forget it for now Willie, we have to plan our survival.
That's the most important thing now."
"OK but I have a real hard-on for that boy.", replied Willie as he
downed his drink. I will save myself for him later." Cutter winced as he
remembered the stories of how Willie treated his sexual conquests.
Turning to all of the men in the room he said, " Here is how we will
handle this, if anyone doesn't like it let me know now or keep his
peace." None of the men spoke up. They knew how Cutter took care of the
opposition. No one wanted to test his skills with the blades he carried
from the hospital.
Mike came into the room and said dinner was ready. All entered the
dining room and found that Debbie and the kids had cooked some steaks
and potatoes and had seven place settings laid out on a long formal
table. "Wow," said Crazy Carl, " Never saw such a meal in my life." All
sat down and ate a delicious but very quiet dinner. Cutter sat next to
Debbie and watched her every action. She in turn kept her eyes on the
kids. She and the kids ate with forced mechanical motions, never smiling
never saying a word. Mike sitting next to young Dawn kept his eyes
looking down the cleavage of her tube top. Crazy Carl spent his time
trying to make conversation with young Bobby. During dinner Cutter had
whispered in Debbie's ear that a glass of wine would be a nice
accompaniment to the dinner. She rose and removed a bottle of Burgundy
from the storage rack and poured each of the men a glass. "Don't forget
anyone", said Cutter motioning at the children. Debbie hesitated but
then poured a half glass for both of them also. When everyone had
finished Cutter went to the wine cabinet and found a bottle of very old
Cognac, his favorite drink. He poured some into a glass and inhaled the
aroma. Debbie and the children cleaned the table and put the dishes
away. All were ordered back into the living room where Cutter stood
before them like a commanding general.
"It must now be obvious to all of you that my men and I have total
control over this house and of you." Cutter watched as the three
hostages shivered at this words. "We will be guests here for a few days
perhaps a week but in any case you will do exactly as you are told to do
and do it without questions or hesitance." "Failure to comply will bring
harsh punishment and pain." "UNDERSTAND?" Looking around, Cutter saw all
three of the Scott's with their eyes closed and heads bowed. He walked
over directly in front of them and in a loud voice said, "I want each
and every one of you to repeat just what I told you, NOW!." Debbie
swallowed hard and said, "If we don't do as you say you will hurt us."
Dawn was next, "We will be hurt if anything goes wrong." Bobby squeaked
out a mumbled acceptance of the demand. Cutter smiled and walked back to
the front of the room. "Good, that's very good. Now lets make
arrangements for the night. You two kids will sleep in one room where
you can be watched. Willie you'll stay with them in that room. Carl, you
Mike and I will take turns standing watch. One hour on, two sleeping."
Mike glanced at Debbie and said, "What about the pretty lady? Where does
she sleep.?"
"That will be taken care of don't worry my friend.", said Cutter as he
saw Debbie cringe and shutter. "Now, off to bed kids and don't give
Willie any problems. "Please", cried Debbie, "Can't we all stay together
." "I don't think you'd like that my dear lady. said Cutter, "Unless
they're into voyeurism." Debbie's eye's widened and her face froze. She
understood just what he meant. Her night would not pass in peaceful slumber.
BEDTIME: Willie grabbed both Bobby and Dawn roughly by the arms and
started up the stairs. He stopped at the first bedroom and drugged them
in closing the door behind him. Both of the kids looked very scared and
stood together in the corner. Looking around Willie could see he had
chosen Dawn's room. Typical teenager's room with lots of posters of the
latest "hulks" from MTV and the movies. Pink and yellow pastels gave the
room a bright look. Checking out the one door he found a nice bathroom
with a small window twenty feet off the ground. Too small even for Bobby
to crawl through he thought. Going to the hallway door he slid a large
chest-of-drawers in front of it. No one was going to move that without
waking him up. The rest of the room was made up of two twin beds and a desk.
"OK kids, you two take the far bed, I'll take this one." Dawn and Bobby
looked at each other, they had not slept together in the same bed since
in ten years. "Get to bed, now.", Willie shouted. Quickly getting under
the covers the Bobby and Dawn made the best of the tight conditions.
Both were too scared to complain. After the lights were out and Willie
was snoring, Bobby whispered to Dawn, "What do you think they're going
to do next?" Dawn whispered back, "I don't know but try to do what they
want and don't get them mad, they could really hurt us." Little did she
know how visionary she would be.
Down stairs Cutter had sent Crazy Carl out to keep watch on the front
areas and Mike was sent to watch the pool and back areas. Debbie was
standing near a window trying to look relaxed and not as petrified as
she actual felt inside. Still dressed in the very expensive dress she
had worn out shopping this afternoon she looked ten years younger than
the thirty-six years she was. Cutter guessed her to be about five foot
nine or ten inches tall without heels. Real blond hair bound back in a
pony tail. Facial features of a model with very little sign of any
wrinkles. He also guessed about 36-28-37 but the true figures would
expose themselves soon. Cutter had to chuckle at his own humorous
thoughts. He walked over to her and stood before her. Debbie pushed her
body back against the wall as tight as she could. "Let's sit down, have
a after dinner drink and relax. It's time to plan our lives for the next
few days." With that he took Debbie's hand and let her to the sofa.
Pouring two more Cognacs he handed one to her and sat down very close to
her with their thighs touching. Debbie tried to move away but the arm of
the sofa prevented her from removing the contact. Cutter sipped his
drink and said nothing for a while then turning to her he said, "I want
you to understand that I meant what I said earlier. If you and the kids
don't cooperate fully with each and every demand made of you, you will
suffer punishments and pain as you have never dreamed of. Do you totally
accept this as the truth and will conduct yourself accordingly while we
are your guests?" Debbie smelled the Cognac laden breath of this part
animal part suave gentleman as he whispered to her. Her mind was reeling
with all that had happened so quickly but she knew she had to stay clear
if she and the kids were going to survive. He mind continued to flash
with vivid scenes of what could and most likely would happen to her,
even if she complied.
Like all women, Debbie had fantasized many times about rape but always
during those fantasies she was in control and the man was what Dawn
would call a "hulk". Never did she dream of four escaped convicts using
her body in anyway they choose. "Well?" Cutter's sharp voice cut though
her thoughts and quickly brought her back to reality.
With tears flowing down her cheeks Debbie made a plea, "Please, I'll
cooperate with you, but don't hurt my children, they're so young."
Cutter gently touched her hand and said, "Hurt has many definitions,
maybe what you would call hurt, some would call a learning experience."
Again Debbie spasmed and again her thoughts ran wild. What did this man
mean, did it mean what she dreaded to think but couldn't stop from
filling her mind. Dawn only sixteen and Bobby just thirteen, no it
wasn't possible, was it? The look in Cutter's eye's gave her the answer,
it was not only possible it was assured.
THE RULES: Cutter,. still touching hands, continued to just stare into
Debbie's eyes. "You're going to rape me aren't you?, she sobbed softly.
"No," replied Cutter, "We're going make love, all of us. What better way
for house guests to be treated?" Debbie just shook her head and dropped
her chin to her chest. " This is how it is going to be Debbie, and any
deviation from these instructions will cause great pain and suffering to
those who do so." With that Cutter stood up and in a strong voice began
to read his "rules for house guests".
"Tonight you will join me in bed and you will perform like you may have
many years ago when you reached your peak. However, you must accept the
fact that you will learn many new ways of pleasing a man." "Things you
may like, things you may not like. It's immaterial, you wants are not
considered. Only ours." "When I am sufficiently pleased Mike and Carl
will be serviced in the same manner. Any hesitation as to a request for
any service will be treated with swift punishment. You must realize that
the three of us have not had a woman in years and the pent-up dreams we
have had are ready to be put to practice." Debbie looked puzzled,
"Three?" "Oh, yes I forgot. Willie only does men or should I say males."
"Your job is to keep the rest of us pleased at all time regardless of
the time or place." Now stand up. Debbie stood facing Cutter. He wrapped
his arms around her and said, "To begin, kiss me and do it like we have
been lovers for years." Debbie stared into the face of the man who now
owns her body , her fate pre-planned. She closed her eyes and parted her
lips and pressed them to Cutter's waiting mouth. Feeling his tongue
probe she forced herself to probe back with hers.
After Cutter released Debbie he picked up the bottle of Cognac and two
glasses and pointed to the stairway. Debbie led the way while fighting
back the urge to cry or scream. "Which one is yours?, he asked. She
pointed at the end of the hall where the double doors were. As expected
the bedroom was very tastefully and expensively furnished. A large king
sized bed sat in the center of the room and doors on either side led off
to "His & Hers" bathrooms. Cutter opened a sliding mirrored closest and
ran his hand over some of the beautiful gowns. "Maybe next time we'll
have you get into one of these, tonight the time is too short." With
that he sat down in a richly upholstered chair and motioned for Debbie
to stand in front of him. " Now I want to see you strip slowly one piece
at a time, while I enjoy the suspense.
Debbie had to take a deep breath to clear her mind. Can this be
happening? Here in her bedroom where for more than eighteen years she
spent thousands of happy hours both by herself and with her husband Tom
for whom she had stripped lovingly many times before. He in her safe
inter-sanctum she was about to be raped by a strange man, no not one,
but three men. The snap of Cutter's fingers brought her back to the
reality of what she must do. Her sleeveless dress opened in the front
with seven buttons. Debbie stared at the wall as she started to open
each one from the top down.
"No Debbie.", said Cutter, "You will look me directly in the eye and
make love with your expressions at all times. She dropped her gaze and
managed a slight smile as she made eye contact. When all of the buttons
had been opened Cutter could see a lacy white half slip and a white bra
of some shinny material. Opening the front wide Debbie allowed the dress
to fall at her feet. Cutter watched as she was not sure of what next to
do. Taking her thumbs she pulled at the waistband of the slip and pushed
it down to the floor. Cutter raised his hand and indicated for her to
stop. His stood up and walked slowly around Debbie as she stood with her
arms at her side.
Cutter took a deep breath and smelled her perfume that was mixing with
the body odors that had formed under stress. The cleavage of her breasts
was most promising. It had been years since Cutter had seen a woman's
intimate apparel being worn and so close. The dark panty hose made her
creamy white mid section stand out even more. He resisted unhooking the
three hooks at the back of her bra. No he thought, It's better to make
her do it and let her feel she has no other choice. Sitting down he
motioned again to continue. Debbie slid the pantyhose down and balancing
carefully removed it from both legs. Now there was only a white panty
covering her mound. Still keeping eye contact, but with rising tears in
her eyes, Debbie reached behind her back and unsnapped the hooks on her
bra. Bringing the two bands to her side she hesitated, a pleading look
on her face, but finally lowered her shoulders slightly and allowed the
bra to slide off and drop.
Cutter sat just a foot from the perfectly formed white globes with small
delicate nipples proudly pointing ahead. His cock that had been hard
since the beginning now strained to grow even bigger. He heard Debbie
take a deep breath as she lowered the panties exposing public hair that
was golden in color and he was sure of fine texture. Only the slightest
indication of any cunt lips could be seen while she stood there.
Twirling his finger he indicated for her to turn around. Debbie did so
and now her beautiful ass was in front of Cutter. "Open up your legs for
me." Debbie moved her feet apart. "Now bend over and touch the rug."
Cutter couldn't see the expression of embarrassment on her face as she
bent over thus exposing herself completely to this stranger. Not even
her husband had seen her in such a position.
Cutter saw a perfectly formed rosebud of an asshole with no scaring or
hemorrhoids to mar it. below was a pink cunt with slim lips surrounding
it. Lightly covered to the edge with the blond hair. Hard to believe two
children had come from this orifice but he would soon tests its depth
and diameter. "Enough," he said, " Now it's my turn. Start with my
shirt" He stood before her as she worked each button of the shirt stolen
from hospital earlier. As she pealed if back off his shoulders her
breasts touched his chest, nipple to nipple. A shock ran through both of
them at this first contact. Going down to her knees she undid his laces
she removed both shoes and socks. Staring eye level with his crouch
Debbie knew what was next. Opening his belt and drawing down his zipper
she saw no shorts, just a mass of black curly hairs and the head of a
massive cock standing straight up. Closing her eyes to the sight she
lowered the pants and removed them from each leg. With her eyes still
closed she felt Cutter reach under her armpits and left her easily to
her feet.
"I think we both should get squeaky clean ", Cutter said, "don't you
agree? Debbie nodded as she was led to the nearest bathroom.. Cutter
told Debbie to set the water at a very hot temperature, the prison never
had enough hot water. They both entered and he took a bar of perfumed
soap out of the tray and a wash cloth and began to wash Debbie's back.
He continued down her back and especially took pains to wash between
those lovely cheeks of her ass. He spent much time on the Debbie's
frontal area going between her crouch and those big tits. Parting her
cunt lips and rubbing the soapy wash rag slowly between them. Ordering
her to bend over he made sure that lovely pink rosebud of an asshole was
spotlessly clean. When he was finished he handed the cloth and soap to
her and let her do him from head to toe. Debbie had never been in a
shower with any man except her husband. The task of washing another
man's genitals and his rectum was almost more than she could do but she
finished the task. Cutter's cock at all times was standing like a spear
in the air, waiting for skin to pierce.
Drying off he led her back to the bed. He started to lie down and
changed his mind. No he thought, that's not the right position for her,
lying down, no way. This has to be done correctly, on her knees.
Standing next to the bed he put his hand on her shoulders and pushed
down. Debbie knew this was coming and didn't resist. Her face was only
inches from the massive cock that she had just cleaned. Much bigger than
Tom's with a large red head with an opening that she knew would spew the
sticky sperm that she didn't like to clean up after sex. Would he make
her swallow it she wondered. Once Tom had not told her he was cumming
and he sprayed the inside of her mouth with gobs of the thick stuff. She
had spit it out and told him never to do that again. Now she knew she
must obey each and every command given, even if it meant swallowing
every drop.
"You can start by licking my balls.", said Cutter, "Too big to put in
your mouth but do suck on them carefully." Debbie reached out with her
tongue and tasted his scrotum, occasionally puckering up her lips and
sucking on the massive orbs. She constantly had to reach up and remove
hairs from her teeth. After a while he told her to start on the shaft.
Debbie licked from his balls up to the head, back and forth. Cutter told
her to open the slit and tongue it. A real virgin at this he thought, no
experience at all it seems. Must have a real nerd for a husband. Using
both thumbs, Debbie spread the slit and put her tongue into the slot. A
bitter taste meant some piss had appeared at the end. "Now all of it,
take it all in." Opening her mouth to the very limit she pulled down on
the shaft and took it into her mouth. Letting it slide to the back of
her throat she pumped her mouth and sucked as hard as she could.
Cutter wanted to enjoy this as long as possible but it had been years
since he had a woman sucking him off. He was going to cum quickly and
nothing could stop it. He took on hand and held the back of Debbie's
head and with the other grabbed his cock and pulled a little back from
her lips. "I want you to see every drop you're going to get. Open you
mouth and stick out your tongue, keep your eyes open." Debbie complied
and he began jacking off with his cock far enough away from her extended
tongue so that she could see the slot widen just before it began to
spurt streams of warm cum onto her tongue and into her mouth. "Don't
miss a drop.", he warned. It took all the control Debbie had not to spit
out the slimly liquid but she locked her jaw and allowed it to fill up.
When he stopped he said, "swallow it." Debbie did so with a loud gulp.
Debbie began to breathe quickly in a series of quick pants to prevent
throwing up. She finally got her stomach under control and without
knowing why ran her tongue over her lips as if she had just had some ice
cream. They were covered with more cum and she knew she had to swallow
again. This time it was easier. Debbie tried to tell herself it's like
swallowing the white of an egg at a party but she knew the taste and
musky smell would remain for a long time. This time it wasn't an egg, it
was millions of microscopic sperm expecting a warm vagina to swim in but
getting an over-acidic stomach instead. They all died within seconds.
Cutter needed to relax after that so he rolled over and laid flat on the
bed. "Clean me up, hon, it's a little messy." Debbie started with his
balls and licked them and the hairs around them until they were clean of
all cum. Then the shaft of his limp cock was licked until no trace of
cum was left. "While you're down there you could do something else for
me if you would, tickle my asshole with that beautiful tongue of yours."
Good god Debbie thought, what else can happen to me. Cutter was getting
mad, "Come on Debbie, you know what will happen if you resist." Cutter
raised his legs high up and brought his knees all the way back to his
chest thus exposing his full crouch. Debbie could now see the large dark
ring below the scrotum. In her mind she remembered how carefully she had
washed the area just a while ago. She tried to convince herself it was
only skin and not to think of what passes there sometimes.
Lowering her face she placed her tongue on his scrotum sack and started
licking downward moving slowly downward. Smooth skin and hairs suddenly
became a rippled hump, she knew she was there. Debbie lightly stroked
the area but Cutter pushed down on her head and buried her face in the
crack of his ass. "Push Debbie, push hard.", he cried, "I want your
tongue inside my asshole." With her head pushed so deeply into his ass
slot Debbie could hardly breathe. She knew the only way to stop his
pushing is to do what he wanted. Rolling her tongue into a point she
placed it in the center of his asshole and pushed with all her might. It
worked as she felt the sphincter muscle give way a little and then
surround her tongue. A bitter taste and then she was squeezed out by a
spasm of the muscle. At least she could now breathe. "Good girl, good
girl, that was super but next time I don't want to have to push,
understand?" Oh my god thought Debbie, he said "next time".
Cutter felt re-charged now and spun Debbie around onto the bed. Quickly
he placed his now again ridged cock against her cunt and without waiting
pushed it fully into her. Debbie did not have time to lure herself and
the immense organ caused her pain and she cried out. "I told you I don't
want any crap when you're being fucked, didn't you understand?" "I'm
sorry I couldn't help it, it hurt." Cutter glared down at her while he
pumped his cock in her, "Hurt, I'll give you hurt tomorrow when your
demerits are counted up." Cutter was going to use the prison system of
demerits to keep track of how the family performs. He again couldn't
stop the quick cumming and let loose another heavy stream of sperm into
Debbie. Getting up he told her to take a shower and get ready for Mike.
Debbie had forgotten there were to be three rapes tonight. As she
showered she wondered if Mike and Carl were worse in bed than Cutter
was. It wasn't long until she found out. Mike came next, then Carl.
Debbie wished Cutter had not shared her.
THE SECOND DAY: The next morning Debbie awoke and immediately felt the
pain of the previous night. Her nipples hurt where Carl had bitten them
until they bled. Her asshole was fucked at least five times in all
,maybe more. She swallowed at least a pint of three different tasting
cum's and had an equal amount matted in her hair where they wouldn't let
her take a shower to clean it out. She had been forced to sleep on the
floor as Mike and Carl both slept in the bed. Cutter opened the door and
smiled down at Debbie. "Sleep well my dear, looks like a nice soft
rug.?" Debbie didn't smile, she wrapped the sheet they had given her
tightly around her and stood up saving she needed to go to the bathroom.
Cutter grabbed the sheet and jerked it off leaving Debbie totally nude.
"When you're around us you will not cover yourself up, understand?" The
noise caused Mike and Carl to wake up. "Hey boss did we have a blast
last night. Right honey?" Debbie stood nude before the three men with
her head bowed. "Please may I have a shower?" Cutter patted her on the
ass and pushed her thwarts the bathroom, "Sure hon, have a warm one but
not too long. We need breakfast cooked."
Debbie entered the shower and stood with the hot water spraying on her
head not moving. Taking inventory of her body it seemed her two nipples
were the only parts that were bleeding. She felt inside her vagina and
it seemed a little sore but normal. Her asshole was like a bruise, it
hurt when she touched it. Remembering Cutter's warning, Debbie washed
quickly and dried herself off. Not having anything to wear she started
to wrap a towel around herself but stopped thinking how he might react.
After all there was nothing the three of them hadn't seen or done to her
body. She opened the door and stepped into the room. All eyes were on
her naked figure as she stood there. "May I get dressed? Cutter looked
and said, "OK but not too much, takes time to remove it all." The three
men laughed at his joke. Cutter walked over to her cabinets and selected
a see through "babydoll" peignoir that covered all but was very thin.
"That's enough Debbie, just enough." Debbie looked at herself in the
mirror and said, "How can I go before my children in this? I'm still naked."
"Yep, you're almost naked but not fully so," said Mike, "They should
know that their mother has such a fine figure." Debbie was grabbed by
Carl and walked down stairs to the kitchen. In the kitchen were Bobby
and Dawn sitting at the table still looking very scared. Both looked
startled when they saw their mother walk in wearing only the peignoir.
Bobby looked away quickly, Dawn's mouth feel open and she said, "Mother,
what are you doing? You can't go around dressed like that. Please put
something on. Cutter walked over to Dawn and put his finger on her nose
and told her in a low voice, "Your Mommy will wear what I tell her to or
nothing as I decide. You will shut up or I may decide to have you wear
one just like it. With that statement, Dawn froze and sat down, still
staring at her mother. Bobby kept looking at the floor until Carl
grabbed his hair and jerked his head up and pointed him directly at his
mother just three feet away. He knew about female bodies from reading
magazines he had hidden in his room but never thought about his mother
being like those women until now. He could plainly see she had large
breasts with dark nipples showing through the thin material. More
importantly he saw a blond patch of hair between her legs that caused a
stirring in his loins.
Carl whispered in his ear, "Hey boy you like what you see? Maybe we can
let you see more later. Would you like that?" The men all laughed and
Bobby again looked at the floor. Mike went over to Debbie and told her
to start breakfast. The men sat down and began to discuss the nights
happening. Debbie cringed when she heard some of the details being
discussed where the kids could here some of the words. Even though Bobby
was two years younger than his sister he was more aquainted with the
street language the men were using. He only caught some of the words:
she.. large... sucked...asshole. cummed fucked....but enough that he
knew his mother's night was not quiet like his was. Dawn grabbed his arm
and quietly asked, "What are those men saying? Did anything happen to
Mom? Tell me." Bobby took a deep breath and said, "I think they raped
Mom all night long." Dawn hid her face in her hands and started to cry.
The men noticed and Cutter yelled over to shut up. Debbie stopped long
enough from fixing breakfast to come over and hold her. She felt she
knew why her daughter was crying. Debbie prayed that she do would not
soon have to cry for Dawn.
After breakfast Cutter told Debbie and the two kids to go into the den
and sit down on the sofa. Debbie sat in the middle and held the kids on
both sides of her. Cutter motioned for her to get up and come over to
him. Shed didn't want to leave Bobby and Dawn but remembered his
warnings. She stood up and came over to Cutter who stood by the window.
As she walked over to Cutter Bobby couldn't keep his eyes off his the
smooth curves of his mother's ass as she walked. The raging power of
teenage puberty took over and without warning he felt his cock grow hard
and press against his pants. Bobby tried to stop it but it grew to full
length. He quickly put a pillow over his lap to cover it. When Debbie
reached Cutter he looked her in the eye and carefully said, "Debbie its
share time. The boy's and I have decided we had such a great time last
night that we should share it with everyone, including the kids."
Debbie stopped breathing for a few seconds before turning to Cutter and
pleading, "No, please, I'll do anything you want if only you don't
involve them." Cutter paused and then said, "Debbie hon you'll do
anything we want anyway. Don't try to bargain with us woman. Listen up
to what I say and remember pain and suffering like you can't imagine
awaits anyone who doesn't cooperate." With this Cutter raised the two
inch scalpel and placed the point just below Debbie's left eye. "I'll
cut your eye ball out if you don't do exactly as I say or maybe I will
use Dawn." A deep sickening feeling spread over her entire body as the
threat took holds. Debbie knew she would do exactly as they wanted her
to do.
Cutter backed Debbie into a corner and held her chin tightly with one
hand while still holding the blade near her face. "This is the game plan
for today Mrs. Scott," he growled, "we all are going to play games and
have fun." "All of us, do you understand.?" Debbie was held so tight she
could only mumble a yes. "Good girl. You know what will happen if you
and the kids don't cooperate." With that he swished the blade down just
inches from Debbie's nose.
Cutter led Debbie out the side door and set her down on a patio sofa.
Sitting next to her he began to tell her of the step by plans he had for
Dawn, Bobby and her which will keep he and his men amused for a while.
Debbie sat with tears streaming down her cheeks and her eyes closed
while she heard Cutter describe the unimaginable trials they would be
forced to endure. Not one of them would be spared from the horrible
games made up by the sick minds of these animals.
When Cutter was finished Debbie was made to repeat word for word what
the "game" plan was. She made many mistakes and had to start over time
and time again. At some parts she just couldn't repeat what was going to
happen and froze up until Cutter waived the blade at her. Finally she
got the entire scenario down and repeated it word for word. Staring
across the room at Dawn and Bobby she knew they would be growing up
today and in a way never imagined. Just then Willie came outside and
said, "There is a man coming up the driveway, walking." "Quick, said
Cutter, everyone inside and wait for him".
Tom Scott hiked up the winding driveway after the police had driven him
home. The stolen car report took only a few minutes and the officer was
kind enough to offer Tom a ride. As he entered the front door he called
out to Debbie and the kids but didn't receive an answer. Walking into
the den he was startled to see his wife standing there in an almost
transparent peignoir and both children in the room. "Debbie, what are
you doing dressed like that in front of the kids?
"Something is better than nothing, don't you think so my friend?" The
strange voice came from behind and as Tom turned he came face to face
with Cutter holding the razor sharp scalpel to his neck. "One move and
your head falls off, understand?" Tom was too shocked to reply he just
stood there as Mike and Carl grabbed his arms and tied them together.
"What do you want, I have money take it just don't hurt my family."
Cutter shook his head and replied, "We've been here quite a while and as
you can see they are all safe and sound. A little used perhaps but safe
and sound. To stay that way you will cooperate the same as they have."
"Yes, I'll do what you want, just take the money and leave."
"It's not money we need, it's time to stay hidden, said Cutter, and this
is a very nice place to do so and have fun while we are at it, right
Debbie?" Debbie knew from the long instructions she had just received
that agreement was mandatory. "Yes, Tom we're having fun, please join
us." Tom couldn't believe what he was hearing. His wife was standing
there almost nude with four strange and armed men in the room and asking
him to have fun. His chain of thoughts was broken when Mike and Carl
grabbed his arms and dragged him over to a chair and forcing him to sit.
Cutter walked over to Tom and spent the next few minutes filling him in
on what he had missed and the plans for the day. Cutter then walked to
the center of the room and turning slowly to Debbie he commanded, "Let's
begin now."
Attempting to have her mind and feelings go numb, Debbie began the start
of the instructions she had received. Sitting between the two children
she slowly told them the story of last night and how she was raped by
three men. Every detail had to be drawn out in great detail using the
vilest language she could muster. Cutter had warned her not to leave out
a single thing that happened to her. Dawn and Bobby listened in complete
silence as they heard how she was sodomized five times, forced to drink
cum, fucked for hours without letup. She then told them of the bleeding
nipples, Cutter insisted on this, and how they could help heal them.
With that she lowered her peignoir exposing both breasts. "Dawn, Bobby,
I want each of you to take one of my tits and suck on the nipple to help
it get better."
With that she reached around both of their heads and drew them down to
her chest. Dawn took the right nipple and slowly began to suck it. Bobby
resisted and Debbie had to really force his head down. When he made
contact with her left nipple he also started to suck and lick it. Debbie
noticed the large bulge in his pants but understood how this could
affect even her son. The men in the room were transfixed at the sight of
the kids suckling their mother. Tom Scott just sat and stared, unable to
believe what was happening before his very eyes. Standing across the
room, Cutter took in the powerful scene that he had orchestrated. The
familiar feelings were again stirring in his body. Power, total power
over others gave him the high that he lived for. Looking around the room
he began to imagine how he was going to use the family members as
players in the next scene.
Debbie Scott sat back on the couch and tried to let her mind go blank.
It was impossible as she felt her daughter and son suckling her breasts
while her husband and four total strangers watched. She thought how
stupid to call them total strangers as they knew her body better than
Tom did after eighteen years of marriage and she theirs. Unable to
control her thoughts she remembered how Cutter, Mike and Carl each had
unique bodies and used them in different ways. She tried not to think of
the differences between their cocks, Cutters huge clean cut, Mike's long
and skinny shaft and Carl's uncircumcised cock. She had hours to observe
them as she sucked and licked them last night. She even remembered how
each ejected a different tasting cum into her mouth. After the first few
assaults she managed to suppress the nausea and just swallowed the warm
sticky liquids.
Debbie's thoughts were interrupted by Cutter as he came up and put his
hands on her shoulders. "I think that's enough for now.", he said. Dawn
and Bobby immediately stopped sucking her nipples and straightened up.
"Well kids, what do you think of you mothers body?" Looking directly at
Bobby he said, "Tell me about what you see." Bobby lowered his eyes and
said nothing. Cutter grabbed his hair and shouted, "Don't ever ignore my
questions or I'll cut you in two." Bobby looked up and stammered, "My
mother is very pretty but I shouldn't be looking at her without clothes
on." Cutter released his hold and smiled down, "Oh, I think every young
man should see where he came from." Turning to Debbie he whispered,
"Stand up." Debbie slowly stood up and stood in front of Bobby and Dawn.
She shook with embarrassment as she knew the thin nightgown hid nothing.
Cutter leaned down to Bobby again and said, "I think you ought to check
out your past, I mean just where you came from. Don't you agree?" Bobby
sat staring eye level at that blond patch below his mothers tummy. "What
do you mean?", he asked. "I mean for you to reach out and explore the
place where you spent nine months curled up inside." Debbie and Bobby
locked eyes and each had a horrified look on their faces. Cutter moved
until he was just an inch from Bobby's ear and said, "Reach out and
touch your mother's soft fur, do it now!" Bobby's eyes were transfixed
on his mothers pubic mound as he reached out and gently rubbed the
Golden Fleece. "No", said Cutter, "do it under the nightgown."
Bobby lowered his hand below the hem of his mother's gown and slowly ran
his fingers up until he found the silky hairs. His body stiffened as did
his virgin cock. It was the most overpowering jolt to his teenage body
since his first nocturnal ejaculation last summer. He thought nothing
would surpass that but this did. Debbie stood frozen with her eyes down
at her son as he caressed her. She wanted to scream out but Cutter's
threats stood out in her mind. Better to suffer indignities than to be
sliced to pieces.
Cutter's body now flowed with the feeling of total power. He with his
voice alone was able to put these people into total bondage. Bondage
without ropes or chains but bondage that was equally restraining and
effective. Anyone can use ropes to bind; only a master can control with
his mind. Cutter's smile broadened as he thought how his wishes could
control a human with his commands as some command with restraints.
Power, power is what he had and what he would use.
"Bobby, I want you to go lower and place your fingers inside, inside the
tunnel you came down not too many years ago." Bobby was now in a
semi-trance and did not protest. He put his hand down the cleft of his
mother's cunt and pushed one, two then three fingers deep inside the
warm and wet orifice. Debbie began to shake as she felt her son's
fingers pass over her clit and then go deep into her. Again her thoughts
returned to the night before when Carl had put his entire fist up into
her, a feat that she thought was impossible, but a feat that did happen.
Cutter felt that this was the time to start the main event. With Tom the
father appearing unexpectedly, he now made some most interesting changes
in the script that was to be played out.
"OK, that's enough Bobby. Sit back down on the couch." Debbie sighed
heavily as she lower the transparent peignoir in an unsuccessful attempt
to cover herself. Cutter whispered something in Debbie's ear which made
her almost pass out but the appearance in his hand of the deadly scalpel
forced an almost imperceptible nod of her head. Slowly she rose and
pulled the peignoir over her head and dropping it on the rug. Totally
exposed she walked over to the couch and knelt down in front of Bobby
and began unbuttoning his pants. Bobby attempted to push her hands away
but again the sharp scalpel was waved and he did not do so.
Debbie pulled the pants down and off his hairless legs and then grabbing
the waistband of his shorts she lowered them exposing a very stiff cock
and tightly pulled up balls. For a boy of thirteen, the size of his cock
really surprised Cutter. It must have been the previous experience with
touching his mother that pumped additional blood into the virgin shaft.
Debbie, following the explicit scenario that Cutter had given her,
opened her mouth and began sucking her son's cock. Bobby sat their not
believing what was happening. His sister Dawn, made some squeaking
sounds but didn't take her eyes off her mother and brother. Tom, sitting
with Mike and Willie on both sides of him, could not move and just
closed his eyes until Mike jabbed him in the ribs and warned him to keep
them open.
Debbie sucked her son's cock for a few minutes then as she was
instructed pushed him down on the couch. Straddling him on her knees,
she placed his cock against her still sore cunt lips and lowered herself
until he was fully inside her. She then began slow pumping movements up
and down his shaft. Bobby's face was still frozen in awe of the feeling
of his first fuck. Something he had fantasized over many times but never
with his mother in the star roll. From his vantage point, Cutter could
see Debbie's ass rising and falling as Bobby's cock was sucked up into
her golden bush covered slit.
Cutter quickly put plan two into action. Going over to the petrified
Dawn, he lifted her up from the couch and with the ever present scalpel
just inches from her eyes brought her over to where her father was
seated. Cutter whispered in Dawn's ear, "You saw how your mother did it
now you will do the same for your father." Dawn stiffened as if an
electrical shock had passed through her body. She started to protest but
Cutter reached out and pulled her left eyelid out from her eye by the
eye lash. Holding it out about a half inch he said, "First I cut this
one off then the other one if you don't do as I have said." Dawn started
to say something but instead just quivered while large tears rolled down
her face. Releasing her eyelid, Cutter placed his hands on her shoulders
and pushed her down to her knees in front of her father. Mike and Carl
made sure Tom did not move as Dawn with trembling hands began to unhook
his belt and open the buttons of his pants.
Tom Scott could not help himself as the incestuous scene was being
played out. An unstoppable stirring in his cock became an almost instant
erection contained only by his pants. As Dawn opened the last button,
his firm shaft sprang up with its dark red head almost hitting her in
the face. Dawn started at her fathers shaft and knew what she was to do
but couldn't. Cutter helped by pushing here head down until her lips
were pressed against it. Slowly she opened her lips and felt the warm
cock slide into her mouth. Some ingrained sense that all women were born
with began to control her as she sucked and pumped the length of his cock.
Cutter enjoyed the scene for a while but wanted the main event to
proceed. He quickly reached behind Dawn and cut the tube top she was
wearing allowing her breasts to flop out into the open. Seeing that Tom
was almost ready to cum he pulled her away and laid her down on the rug.
Pulling her shorts and panties off he exposed another golden thatch of
hair even more impressive than her mothers. Mike and Carl each grabbed
one of Tom's arms and lifted him up and pressed him on top of his
daughter. "Put your cock in your daughter now.", said Cutter as he
pressed the scalpel against Tom's neck. Tom was too close to cumming to
resist. He looked down at the fantastic figure of his daughter and
taking his cock in hand guided it into her virgin cunt. Cutter watched
for a while as son did mother and father did daughter. He noticed that
not all of the grunting sounds seemed to be painful rather some were of
pleasure.
Mike, Carl and Willie were all watching Cutter for the sign that
everyone could join in. Cutter waited until he was satisfied that both
Bobby and his father had fully filled the cunts of Mom and Sis. Bobby
was no problem as he had came twice in his mother and Tom had taken only
seconds to fill up Dawn. Seeing this Cutter gave the OK for all to join.
His men quickly stripped down but stood waiting for Cutter to make his
choice. He choice of course was the just deflowered daughter who lay
next to her panting father with rivulets of his cum dripping down her
legs. "Move over daddy, I'm next. "quite a mess you left me." He said as
he wiped Dawn with her own shorts. Grabbing her by the hair he raised
her head up and pressed his cock deep into the former virgin mouth.
Seeing this Mike immediately went to where Bobby and his mother were
still fucking. He left them coupled but turned them on their sides and
plunged his cock deep into Debbie's asshole. He could feel Bobby's cock
rubbing against his as they both fucked her. Willie lost no time in
laying down behind Bobby and putting his cock into the teenagers virgin
asshole. Bobby yelled in pain but did not stop fucking his mother, he
wanted a third organism to fill that wonderful hot and wet spot. Like a
layer of a sandwich all four of them were pumping and moaning, three
cocks, two assholes and one cunt.
Carl stood nearby, jacking off while he waited for an opening. Cutter
motioned for him to take Dawn in the ass while he finished up front.
Dawn grunted in pain as Carl took her without any lubrication but
stopped whining when her sphincter muscle final stopped spasming and let
his cock fully into her body. For the entire day it was one big circle
jerk with everyone doing what ever they wanted to with whom. Willie
screwed and sucked Bobby and his father. Cutter did Debbie and Dawn in
every way possible. Mike and Carl added their perverted needs to the
party. This orgy went on for two days with clothing never worn at
anytime by anybody.
THIRD DAY: Debbie was preparing dinner on the third day as she was
instructed to do so. Peering out the window she saw her son on the edge
of the pool screwing his sister in the ass while Carl and Mike watched
closely. After the many hours and days of sexual performances she was
totally uncaring about what was occurring out side. She had just walked
by the den where she witnessed her husband in sucking Willie's cock.
Funny she almost felt jealous since Willie had the only cock that had
never penetrated her every orifice. The though of it brought on a tingle
in her well used body.
On the morning of the fourth day Cutter ordered everyone into the Den.
As usual no one was wearing any clothing but none seemed to mind.
Standing before all he said, "I'm sure you all will be sorry but today
my men and I have to leave. It has been long enough since our escape
that no one will be looking for us locally. I'm sorry I will have to
take your car for a while but will leave it in good condition somewhere
later." Turning to his men he ordered them to get dressed. Cutter then
produced some ropes which he had found in the garage. "I'm sorry but I
will have to tie you all up in order to give us a chance to get far
away." Then looking directly at Tom and Debbie who were seated next to
each other on the couch he said, "However be aware when you do free
yourselves, if you call the police and report any of what has happened
here in the last four days, I or one of my men will return and kill
you." Smiling Cutter came close and said, "It will take you about three
hours to cut through the ropes and I hope that you will take this time
to decide to forget what has happened here. Rather I hope that you will
be pleased to remember what has happened here."
With that he approached the couch were Debbie and her husband were
seated and stood before her. Still nude he massaged his cock until it
was fully firm and said, "One more for the road, OK?" Debbie opened her
mouth and took the full length in and began to suck. Loud slurping sound
filled the room until Cutter came with a cry that shook the room. Tom,
sitting next to her, had produced a giant hard on as he watched gulp
down Cutter's sperm. Finished, Cutter pushed Debbie down on her
husband's cock and let her take care of his needs also.
He then ordered Debbie on the rug and her son to lie on top in a "69"
position with Bobby's face in her bush and hers in his. He tied them
tightly in this position. Then he had Dawn lie down and her father lie
on top also in a "69" position with his mouth pushed against her golden
bush and hers next to his cock which was inflating quickly. Making sure
the knots were tight he showed them a sharp edged file that would allow
them to free themselves ,with a lot of work, over the next few hours.
Blowing a kiss at Debbie, he left the room and dressed. All four of them
got into Tom's car and left down the road with smiles and remembrances
of a great time. As they drove away Cutter was thinking that he didn't
get to do is most favored act with his blade, had too much pleasure.
Smiling, he promised himself that the next family party would be different.
Several hours later as night time approached, Tom had managed to free
himself and quickly untied his family. They hugged each other and kissed
and finally realized that they were free. Debbie was first to bring up
the question of what should they do now. "Do we call the police and risk
being murdered some day by one of them?" Her husband nodded and said,
"What has happened cannot be reversed and I think that we have seen the
last of them. I think it would be better if we just put it in the past
and try to go back to our normal lives." Debbie, Bobby and Dawn all
nodded their heads in agreement. The four members of the Scott family
slowly walked upstairs to spend the first night without Cutter and his crew.
Arriving in hallway between the bedrooms they finally felt strange that
they were all still nude. The past four days had conditioned them to not
feeling embarrassed of their bodies. Tom looked down on this daughter
whom he had visited her many openings in most all ways humanly possible
and she looked up smiling. Debbie did the same with her son Bobby and
could see his flaccid cock start to swell. Debbie then looked directly
at her husbands eyes as he did also. For a few seconds nothing was said
then Debbie reached out and took Bobby's hand and opened to door to his
room. Standing in the doorway she continued to stare into her husbands eyes.
Tom then took his daughter's hand and opened her bedroom door. Both
parents stood looking at each other and both smiled. Tom was first to
speak, "Let's meet in our room in a couple of hours, OK? Debbie smiled
and reached down and pulled her son into the room by his now fully
formed cock. Dawn felt that what works for my bother works for me and
did the same to her father. Nothing was ever said again regarding the
past four days but future sleeping arrangements became varied in the
Scott household.
END
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