Broken  2
by Osric134 (Fdom, gF,)

This story is intended for adults only and is purely a work of
fiction.

Holly stood behind her mother as she washed up the dishes. Grace
felt strange, she didn't like the feelings she was having and she
almost jumped when Holly hugged herself against her back, the
girl's young breasts pressing against the back of her neck.
"You feel so nice against me Mummy, I'm sure I never want to let
you go."
Grace felt herself being turned around until she faced her
beautiful daughter, her hands were dripping wet from the soapy
water as the girl pressed her back against the sink, almost
bending her backwards over it.
"H.. Holly please...!" she begged, suddenly frightened by what
she thought the girl would do.
"Shhhhhhhh!" Holly whispered and kissed her mother gently,
holding her lips too long and causing the woman to try to twist
away, but Holly seem much stronger and easily held her mother in
place.
She pulled her mouth from Grace's lips and stared down at her
with frightening intensity.
"No..." Grace gasped, but Holly kissed her again, gently sucking
her mother's lips then pulled away again. She reached up and held
her mother's face in her hands, her hips pinning the woman to the
sink.
"You're so pretty! So very pretty!" she whispered and kissed the
woman again. Grace wanted to resist but was very frightened of
this tall girl who had once been her loving little Holly. She was
a stranger now who seemed intent on raping her. She panicked and
fought to get free when she felt the girl's lips part. Holly
pulled away from her mother and stared angrily at the woman
before storming out of the kitchen. Grace felt relief but at the
same time she knew she should have done or said something to the
girl.
She almost went after her.

Rodney saw Holly storm out of the kitchen and called to her, he
was surprised by the anger on her face as she stood near the door
watching him. He got up and went to her, wondering if their
mother had said something to upset the girl. She was very
different from the little girl he had once known.
"What's the matter Sis?" he asked going to the door and holding
her shoulders, he was startled when she shrugged him off and
glared at him.
"Forget it! I suppose you don't want any show of affection from
me either, you prefer your floozy to me?" she snapped. Rodney
almost staggered back from the ferocity of her attack, he
swallowed and shook his head quickly.
"No, no! I have always loved you Hols, you know that!" he said
and pulled her to him, hugging her tightly and rubbing her back.
She was stiff for a moment, but relaxed and soon had her arms
around him. He felt her shudder and knew that the girl was crying
bitterly. He hushed her.
"What's this all about Holly? What happened with you and Mum?" he
asked the crying girl.
She babbled a version of what had happened and he felt a touch of
anger rush through him. He cuddled her a little longer and kissed
her forehead.
You go upstairs and rest OK? I'll have a word with Mum."
The girl nodded and he watched her walk away towards the stairs.
Her very fetching rump swung quite sexily as she moved and he
found himself looking at it wriggle as she walked.
"What the hell am I doing?" he asked himself as she disappeared
upstairs.
Holly got to the top of the stair and wiped the tears from her
face with an evil smile, she had learned to turn on the tears
when she wanted while she was with the kidnappers. She used it to
manoeuvre the brother and sister into doing what she wanted.
She almost skipped into her room and got out her filmy nightie
for bed.
Downstairs, Rodney was rowing with his mother. She had tried to
explain about the inappropriate kissing, but he refused to
listen.
"She's had 'things' done to her for three whole years, Mum, what
do you expect from her? She has to be weaned off like the
psychologists said, it will take a long time and hard effort on
our part." he looked down at his crying mother and made a
decision, "You are going to go to her and tell her you're sorry
and ask her to stay in your room with you like she said she
wanted to." he told her.
Grace stared at her son, she shook her head and started to say
something but the hard eyes of the tall young man stopped her.
She lowered her head and nodded.
"Yes Roddy!"
"Good..." Just then his mobile phone began to ring and he flipped
it open.
It was Nancy Sherman.
"Hi Nancy!" He listened.
"Err, OK. I'll have to pack a few things, but I'm on my way."
He hung up and turned to his mother.
"I'm going to be out for tonight and I don't want to hear any
more about this Holly business, I'll check up on you tomorrow."
He turned on his heel and left the small woman standing there.
She sighed and went back to tidying up the kitchen.
Holly saw Rodney rush upstairs to his room through the open door
and then stop as he was leaving to wish her a good night. She
hugged him and tiptoed up to kiss his mouth, then released him to
watch him rush off to meet his older lover.
"That woman really has him wrapped around her finger," she
thought, "I'm gonna have to find a way to break that and keep him
here."
She lay back down on her bed and read her book until she heard
her mother come up the stairs later on. Holly got up and closed
in her door, deliberately shutting the woman out. It didn't take
long for her to hear a soft knock at her door.
"Holly?" came her mother's timid voice, "Holly?"
"What?!" she called out. Keeping some hostility in her voice.
"Please Baby, let Mummy talk to you. I'm sorry for what happened
earlier, I..." her voice trailed off.
Holly got up with a triumphant smile and then made her face stern
as she opened the bedroom door. Her mother stood forlornly
outside, her hands at her sides. She had her head low and the
girl could see that she was weaker than she had been, a prime
target for the girl's plan. Holly stood with her hands on her
hips glaring at the woman before her.
"What is it?" she snapped.
"Please dear, this is very hard for me. I don't know how to
respond to you any more." Grace started crying. She was so close
to breaking point.
"I don't care! You don't love me any more and I don't want you
around me. I'm going to ask the social worker to take me away
from here when she comes back next month."
"No! Please!" Grace grabbed the girl and hugged herself to her
tightly.
She was crying so hard now.
"Please don't leave me!"
Holly smiled down at the top of the woman's head. She had her.
She pulled the weeping woman into her room. She was broken now
and easy to manipulate. Holly brought her over to the bed and sat
her down.
"There there, Mummy. I won't leave, but you must promise to
behave. OK?"
Grace raised her tear-stained face and looked at her daughter,
nodding her acceptance.
"Good! Now lets get ready for bed." she told the woman and made
her strip off her clothes. Grace was nervous as she stood naked
before the girl who regarded her with admiration.
"You have a nice body Mummy, very nice. I'm surprised that you
don't have a man up to now." Holly smiled as she spoke, trailing
her hand across her mother's smooth hip.
"I'm not looking for a man..." she said, her voice trailing as
Holly cupped her pert breasts in her hands.
"Nice titties Mummy, so firm after all this time. I'm sure some
man out there wants to suck on these lovely things."
Grace was shocked that her daughter was so forward with her, but
remembered what Rodney had said to her about the effects of the
girl's ordeal. She remained silent and let her do as she pleased.
Holly was very pleased, she gently fondled her mother's breasts
and the trailed her hands down her smooth, flawless skin.
"You have such lovely skin, so smooth and silky!" she sighed as
she stood back from her and lifted her flimsy nightie over her
head. Grace wanted to run away, but forced herself to remain.
Holly dropped her garment to the floor and stood naked in front
of her mother. She cupped her own firm breasts, as yet just
handfuls, and then reached for her mother's hands and placed them
on her breasts. She could feel resistance as she placed them on
her chest.
"See, mine are still growing, not as full as yours."
Holly pulled her mother close, knocking her hands out of the way
and pressing her breast almost into the woman's face.
"Do you love me?" Holly asked.
"Y.. Yes!" Grace gasped.
"Then kiss them, show me you love me or I will go away."
Grace placed a tentative kiss on both of the girls breast and
then looked up at her face for approval.
"Mmmmm!" that was nice Mummy, do it again and this time put some
effort into it." Holly said in a slightly domineering voice.
Grace sobbed silently as she pressed her big soft lips against
the offered nipple and planted a firm kiss on it, bringing a sigh
from Holly. Then she kissed the other one and Holly gently held
her head, stroking it lovingly.
"Yesss! That's it Mummy, show me how much you love me!" she
gasped. When Grace looked up at her daughter she saw a glow in
her eyes and a beatific smile on her face.
"Come, let's go to bed." she told the woman and led her to the
bed, pushing her under the covers. She walked across to the door,
turned off the light and returned to climb in beside the cowering
woman.
Holy pulled her mother against her, wrapping her long muscular
limbs around her and tying the woman to her. She lay on her side
with Grace facing her, their breasts and hips pressing against
each other, legs intertwined.
Grace was unable to pull away as Holly lifted her chin and stared
into her eyes in the dim light from the road.
"Do you love me Mummy?" she asked.
"Yes." Grace replied immediately, prompting a smile of pleasure
from the girl.
"Then kiss me." she said and offered her mouth to the woman.
Grace craned her neck and kissed her daughter just as she had
been kissed by the strange girl earlier, hoping that this would
appease the girl. She was alarmed to feel Holly's lips responding
to her kiss and forced herself to stay calm. But Holly kept her
lips glued to her mother's and began to suck the woman's lips in
an erotic manner and Grace tried to pull away again. But Holly
had the small woman tightly held against her, her arms pinned.
She was unable to free herself from the much stronger girl.
"No escape Mummy, I'll get my little kiss and anything else I
want." she chuckled.
"No!" Grace screamed and fought like a demon to free herself, but
Holly held her mother in a death-grip. She squeezed and Grace
felt all the air being squeezed out of her lungs. She was unable
to take a breath. Holly pressed her big soft lips against her
mother's and kissed her, parting her lips and feeding her tongue
into the whimpering older woman's mouth. She released her and
held her face, tonguing her deeply and then pulled her tongue
slowly out of the frantic woman's mouth.
Grace was crying now and Holly slapped her hard, shocking her
quiet. Grace stared in terror at the thirteen year old, she was
not her daughter any more, just some demon 'thing' that those
kidnappers had replaced her with.
Holly kissed her mother again and the woman pulled away. She
slapped her again and kissed her. This time the crying woman
stopped fighting and lay still as the wet tongue was fed into her
mouth.
Holly pulled away satisfied, she fondled the woman's plump arse
cheeks as she continued to kiss her and lick her mouth.
"This is your fault, I would have been content with a little kiss
now and then but you had to spoil everything didn't you!" Holly
told the woman as her fingers found her mother's bulging pussy.
Grace protested and got several more slaps to her breasts and
bottom until she remained quiet.
"Now be a nice, obedient little Mummy and let me play with you."
Grace lay on her back now with her legs parted, Holly's hand
stroked and rubbed her 'peach' and dipped into her slowly
moistening hole.
"There you go Mummy, doesn't that feel good?" she asked, not
really wanting an answer. Her mother sobbed as she fingered her,
tickling the bud of her clitoris until very slowly, her hips
moved. She stopped crying and began to breath heavier, gasping as
her hips started to move at a steady pace to match the rubbing
fingers of her daughter.
"Oh God!" she moaned in protest with how she was beginning to
feel.
"Yesss! Mummy, yesss!" Holly cooed as she began to rub faster and
faster. Grace's hips were rocking harder now, she was completely
unable to control herself. The sex-starved woman had not even
touched herself after her husband was carted of to prison. She
was now dripping with vaginal juices and soaking the bed under
her.
Holly laughed with joy as her mother finally began to let go, her
inhibitions falling away like discarded clothing. Holly leaned
over the woman and kissed her again, deeply, sliding her tongue
into her mouth as far as it would go, tonguing the older woman
furiously. Grace forgot where she was and who she was with, she
responded with pent-up lust and sucked onto the tunnelling tongue
to Holly's absolute delight.
When it came, Grace's orgasm nearly tore her in half. She
screamed out into the darkness and shuddered as Holly refused to
stop, then she collapse as Holly removed her hand and lay
watching her mother slowly coming down from her amazing high.
Grace lay there gasping for breath. She had never experienced
anything like that before. Everything in the room seemed bright
even though the room was still dimly lit.
Before she could catch herself though she felt the sheet being
pulled back and her shapely legs being spread. She gasped as wet
lips and tongue began to lap at her sopping, juicy hole, licking
up all of her leaking juices and working her back towards another
monstrous cum.
By the time Holly was through with her pretty mother's body, the
woman was completely broken.


  
Broken  2