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The Seduction of Charlotte, my Housekeeper's Daughter
Part 01
By
Norm DePloom

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

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

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

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

"I hear you need five dollars, is that true?" I asked 
her when she finally came to a stop, her own knees 
just inches from mine.  

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

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

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

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

"Feels good, doesn't it?" I asked her. 

"Yes, sir." She answered softly; I felt her body 
beginning to relax.  

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

I heard a deep sigh as Charlotte placed her hands on 
my shoulders and spread her legs, just a little.  
Looking up, I saw that her eyes were closed and a 
smile was growing on her full lips.  She was not 
watching the clock on my desk.  She obviously did not 
care how long I continued.  My cock was bulging 
against the front of my trousers when, just as the 
clock indicated the end of my five minutes, I pushed 
my fingers further in between her legs, following the 
curve of her crotch from her ass to the point where I 
could feel the warmth of her tender young sex through 
her clothes.  I let my fingers remain there, pressing 
against her, and feeling her pressing back against my 
fingers until I felt just a hint of her hips beginning 
to rock trying to increase the stimulation she was 
feeling.  Then I released her rear end and picked up 
the five-dollar bill.  

Making no effort to hide the hard cock pushing against 
the front of my trousers, I walked Charlotte to the 
door.  Charlotte's face reflected a combination of 
disappointment and unfulfilled lust.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Charlotte's flush of sexual excitement was slowly 
replaced with a blush of total embarrassment as she 
straightened her cloths and walked self-consciously to 
the door of my study.  As the sexual excitement 
drained from her I could see waves of shame wash over 
her face, shame over the display of unbridled lust she 
had just finished.  As soon as the door closed I 
finished my self off just as I had the previous week.

I stroked myself gently as I thought about my little 
beauty and the important precedence we had just set.  
Now she knew that she would be paid more every week, 
but in exchange she would be expected to offer more 
access to her body.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Why not?"  She asked her anger beginning to give way 
to apprehension.  

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

"My Daughter is not a slut."  Charlotte's mother 
insisted, tears streaming down her cheeks.  

"Last week she came twice with my fingers buried 
inside her, then got down on her knees and gave me a 
hand job before collecting her twenty dollars."  I 
paused briefly before continuing.  "If that's not a 
slut I don't know what is."  

"Not only is she a slut-" I continued as I stood up 
and paced around the room. "-but she is well on her 
way to being a whore."  

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

"Now-" I continued placing my left hand on her other 
shoulder. "-I will tell you what your real options 
are."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Well, Teresa, -" I said holding her against the 
counter with my body as I released my grip on the edge 
of the sink and moved my hands up to cup her breasts.  
"- today is your lucky day."  

"If I were you-" I continued as I released one of her 
tits and dropped my pants.  "- I'd get some of that 
olive oil on this dick before it gets shoved up your 
ass.  That is of course unless you like the idea of 
getting butt fucked without any lubrication."  

"No...please don't do that."  She moaned in terror.  
Reaching for the indicated decanter of olive oil, 
Teresa poured a pool of oil into the palm of her hand, 
then applying the lubricant to my hard cock looked up 
at my eyes.

"Please don't" She begged as her hand spread the oil 
over my cock and her eyes reflected her fear of what 
was to come. 

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

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

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

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

"Pleeeeeaaaasssseeee-" She wailed.

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

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

"That's my good little mama whore-" I said. "-suck 
your master dry then bring your little daughter whore 
with you next week so I can enjoy her."  In response I 
heard a moan expressing both emotional pain and total 
surrender from the woman who was displaying an 
unexpected talent for cock sucking.  

After swallowing my cum Teresa laid her head on my 
thigh, her mouth still only inches from my softening 
cock.  

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

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

"Yes."  She whispered nodding her head.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Now go clean my house." I ordered.

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

"How do you make her obey you like that?"  Charlotte 
asked.  

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I stretched my legs out on each side of the kneeling 
girl, leaned back in my chair, laced my fingers behind 
my head and grinned as I stared into her mother's eyes 
while Charlotte worked her mouth up and down my cock 
coaxing out her first taste of cum.

Charlotte jumped in surprise when the first spurt hit 
the back of her throat,  but she kept her mouth on my 
cock swallowing rapidly and only losing a small 
trickle out of the corner of her lips.  As Charlotte 
looked up at me, drooling cum from her lips, I waved 
for her mother to leave the room then pulled Charlotte 
up into my lap.  Charlotte put her arms around my neck 
and rested her head on my shoulder.  We sat quietly 
for a few minutes before Charlotte spoke.

"Can I call you Daddy?" She asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Here-" I said handing it to Charlotte.  "-summon the 
'Big Whore'."   Charlotte rang the bell with 
enthusiasm.  Charlotte's mother, not knowing what was 
going to be done to her, or what she might witness, 
entered the room with some obvious trepidation. 

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

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

"Take my shoes and pants off of me."  I ordered as I 
pushed Charlotte out of my lap.  While Charlotte 
removed my clothing her mother positioned herself on 
the desk putting an arm over her face trying to hide 
her embarrassment.  Once Charlotte finished removing 
my pants I stood up and removed my shirt leaving all 
three of us naked.

I put my arm around Charlotte's waist and we both 
looked at her mother's open crotch, her moist swollen 
labia parting slightly exposing the tip of her swollen 
clitoris.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Two."  She sobbed.  "I came twice."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I spent the rest of the time until Charlotte's mother 
returned kicked back in my chair watching my slut cum 
over and over while she paid just enough attention to 
my cock to keep me hard and interested.  





  
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