Author's Note: Any and all characters are purely fictional.
Adults only. If you are underage, or if erotic stories offend
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Summary: Two masked men enter the home of a woman and her
daughter. Short.

(MF, 1st, anal, oral, rape, spank)



  With a weary groan, Annie awoke to the sound of loud banging on
her door. She yawned and looked at the black digital clock that
was on a wooden table, to her right. It said '2:06AM' in red
numbers. After getting out of bed, she stretched her arms over
her head and put on her blue robe, which hung from a chair. After
closing her robe over her torso, she opened her bedroom door and
left.

  Annie was an average-height, middle-aged woman with long, brown
hair and green eyes. She turned on the hall light and rushed
through the living room, to the door. The living room floor was
covered by a green carpet. Three love seats were against three of
the white walls and a mahogany entertainment center, complete
with a black TV and a black DVD player, was against the other
wall. In the middle of the room was a glass table with an ashtray
and the remote controls on top.

  After unlocking the door, Annie cracked it open. Suddenly, the
door slammed into her forehead, knocking her backwards. An
average-sized man in a black ski mask, pair of gloves, and other
attire had pushed the door open, breaking its chain into pieces.
Combined with her drowsiness, the impact knocked Annie against
the wall of the narrow hall where the front door was. Wasting
little time, the man grabbed her throat in his left hand.

  A shorter, but more buff man, who was dressed in similar
fashion, walked into the living room, then back to where his
partner was. "No one in there," he confirmed in a gruff voice.

  The taller thug let go of the now wide-awake Annie's throat and
covered her mouth, muffling her sobs. He then wrapped his right
arm around her waist and carried her into the living room. She
tried to wiggle herself out of his grip, but her was too strong
for her. When they reached the nearest love seat, he shoved her
into it and knelt before her. The woman's lowered face was
contorted with fear and sorrow.

  "Anyone else in here?" asked the raspy first vandal. Annie, who
couldn't bring herself to talk, just shook her head. He growled
into her face, making her whimper and close her eyes. There was a
faint scent of liquor on his breath. "Check the place," he told
his partner, who immediately walked into the hallway.

  Fearfully, Annie stared into her hallway as the stranger opened
her bedroom door. He stepped into the doorway and looked left and
right. No one was in there, so he walked further down and turned
around the corner. Apparently seeing no one, he shut the door
that was there. Annie swallowed when he opened the door all the
way down the hall and went inside

  Seconds later, Annie and her captor heard several loud blows
and high-pitched screams coming from the bedroom. They heard the
man shout "Shut up! shut up!", followed by six more blows. A
woman's sobs could also be heard. The back of Annie's head hit
the back of the seat as she closed her eyes. 'Lisa...' she
thought to herself, blinking tears.

  More blows and screams were heard as the taller crook looked at
the white bedroom door. He then grappled some of Annie's hair,
wrapped it around his hand, and pulled it until she stood up.
With her hair in his hand, he roughly tugged her down the hall
and into Lisa's room.

  Annie had never screamed so loud in her life when she saw her
daughter lying on the floor, hands crossed above her head, as if
trying to block another attack from the masked man who stood
above her. Lisa's tearful face had red hand marks all over it.
Long hair was sprawled out onto the floor. She had a black right
eye and a little blood on her bottom lip. The collar of her long,
white T-shirt was stretched down to her navel.

  The room had white walls and a wooden floor. Lisa's bed, which
had white sheets and pillows, had a closed window on its right
side. A white dresser, topped by an oval-shaped mirror, was close
to the door. A sliding-door closet was across from it.

  "That's a nice piece of ass you got for a daughter," the taller
man teased, eyeing Lisa's closed bare legs, which were up to her
chest, revealing the backside of her purple panties to him.

  In a fit of rage, Annie spun around and beat her fists on his
chest, sobbing as she did it. Barely affected, he put his right
hand on her forehead and roughly pushed her down. She stumbled
backwards, then fell on the floor, landing with her back across
Lisa's stomach. Quickly, she rolled off and sat up, picking the
younger woman up with her.

  Lisa, whose round face was twisted in despair, was still
crying. Annie put her hand on her daughter's wet cheek,
underneath the now very black eye. Another tear fell from her
bruised, green eye and onto her mother's hand. She then buried
her head into Annie's chest, who put her arms around her. Annie
looked at the doorway and noticed that the first thug was
blocking it and the other man was gone.

  While Annie rocked gently her daughter, the vandal returned
with a thick roll of black tape in his hand. Grabbing the back of
Annie's robe, he pulled her backwards and his partner helped
separate the women. Despite her struggling, Annie's wrists were
soon taped behind her back. Lisa's hands were bound in front of
her. Both of them were stripped of clothing.

  "Now get over there!" the first vandal said as he grabbed
Annie's arm and pushed her toward her daughter's bed.

  Annie bumped into the foot of the bed and her torso landed on
it. Her round, full breasts pressed against the sheets. Standing
on the opposite side, the man pulled her closer. The woman
quivered in horror as he began to unzip his pants just inches
from her face. As soon as his cock was released from his fly, he
held both sides of her head and put it in her mouth.

  The cock was about seven inches long and Annie could barely
breath around it. Groaning, the man kept his grip on her head and
thrust his hips forward and backward. Annie tried hard not to
gag. Its head repeatedly hit the back of her throat. Her jaw was
getting sore from the blowjob on the thick meat.

  Hostilely, Annie twisted her head out of his grip and spat the
cock out of her mouth. She rested the side of her head on the bed
and panted rapidly. Quickly, the thug pulled the belt out of his
pants and struck her ass with it. Her eyes opened abnormally wide
with shock and she wrapped her lips around his dick and bobbed
her head up and down faster than before. He hit her again, much
harder this time; the pain made her swallow his dick.

  Annie choked on the thick lump in her throat and swung her legs
wildly. Her captor dropped the belt on the floor and put both
hands on the back of her head. Once again, she gagged violently
until the cock popped out of her mouth. Knowing what would happen
next, she tightly shut her eyes and grit her teeth to brace
herself. Slamming the side of her head into the bed with his
hand, he held her in place.

  After picking up his belt, the rapist furiously whipped her
over and over again. The belt went, "Crack! Crack! Crack!" on the
bawling woman's red ass as he swung it back and forth. Her legs
swung hard and she tossed and turned in failed attempts to avoid
the belt. Next, he grabbed her bound wrists and pulled them up so
he could aim higher on her body. The hard leather struck her five
more times, closer to her lower back; her hands balled into fists
and she continued to squirm.

  Crying softly, Lisa turned her head to the side to avoid the
sight of her mother being belted. The other man saw this and put
his hands on the sides of her head to hold it in the direction of
his comrade's handiwork. She cringed at every time the older
woman was belted by the rapist. When Annie stopped struggling,
the man put the belt down. Annie's ass and lower back were
completely red; her tear-streaked was also red, and sweaty.

  With his cock bobbing before him, the thug paced the other side
of the bed, behind his sobbing victim. Digging his nails deep
into her flesh, he spread Annie's cheeks open. He then leaned
forward, pressing his cock into her anus. Lifting her head, the
woman emitted a shriek of pain.

  "No! No!" Annie wailed. "Please stop!"

  "You're kinda tight in here for such an old whore!" the thug
taunted. "Oh, yeah! Come on, bitch! Turn around and let's show
your little girl how it's done!" He wrapped his arms around her
waist and turned their conjoined bodies to face Lisa. The mother
and daughter locked eyes in terror.

  Annie begged and pleaded to no avail. Leaning over, the thug
mockingly screamed at the top of his lungs in her face. Lowering
her body flat on the bed, she buried her head in the sheets. He
laid on top of her, gripping her shoulders.

  "Leave her alone!" Lisa shouted with tears running down her
face. "Leave her!"

  Both men cackled at the screams from the females. With a
sickening grin towards Lisa, the rapist pounded Annie harder, his
ass bouncing on hers. Tears streamed down the mother's face and
she bit her lip. The shorter vandal held Lisa's eyes open with
his fingers, forcing her to watch the dreadful event. Rapidly,
she shook her head, but he tightened his grip on it.

  Soon, the thug began to moan aloud. The man and woman hopped up
and down on the bed as he feverishly pumped in and out. The palms
of his hands went to the backs of Annie's hands. Purposely, he
collapsed hard, crushing her beneath his weight.

  Tugging himself out of his victim's ass, the man stuffed his
limping cock back into his pants. Annie sunk to the floor and
knelt at the side of the bed, resting her head in her arms.
Before she could relax, he held her underarms and dragged her
over to her daughter and his partner.

  The vandal who was guarding Lisa bent over before the younger
woman and looked into her eyes. "Show's over! Now it's your
turn!"

  Vigorously, Lisa shook her head, whimpering in fear. Refusing
to take no for an answer, the man hoisted her over his shoulder
and tossed her onto the bed. Immediately, he was also on the bed.
His right hand went between her kicking legs, roughly poking her
clothed cunt. Then his left hand grabbed her right leg and held
it to the side.

  Lisa wildly kicked her legs, trying to fight the rapist off. In
the end, he succeeded in getting the undergarments off. Quickly,
he shoved his index and middle fingers up her cunt, making her
whimper and stiffen her legs.

  "You still haven't been broken into! Let's see if I can take
care of that problem!" He extracted his fingers and fumbled with
his zipper. "It's tight, too. I'm gonna enjoy this." Hearing what
he said, Lisa shook her head, but didn't dare move. Furiously, he
pulled his belt from his pants and waved it in her face. "Wanna
end up like your mother?"

  Lisa let out a whimper and shook her head again.

  "Good girl." He dropped his belt and grabbed her ankles.

  Bit by bit, the thug's cock disappeared inside of the woman's
cunt until it hit her internal barrier. Pulling back, he
reentered with a mighty thrust. Lisa let out a heart-wrenching
yell. Blood leaked out of her cunt, lubricating his cock. He
picked up her panties and covered her head with them. Using them
as a rein, he pulled on them, tightly wrapping her face.

  "Yah, bitch, yah!" The thug slapped her ass as he thrust in and
out.

  Lisa shook with every smack. Her head was pulled back to the
point where she would be able to see the ceiling if her face
wasn't covered. She had trouble breathing as a result. Now
sitting in her daughter's former spot, Annie was forced to watch
Lisa suffer the same fate. Her rapist stood above her, also
gazing at his partner.

  Soon, the man's thrusts became more frequent. Finally, he let
Lisa's panties go and held her hips with both hands. The woman's
masked face dropped onto the bed. He held her lower body close
and shook awkwardly. Louder cries could be heard through the
tear-stained, purple underwear.

  The man pulled out of his victim, then followed his accomplice
out of the room. Lisa remained on the bed, a sobbing heap. Upon
hearing the front door close, Annie stood up on wobbly legs and
slowly walked to her daughter's black cordless phone that was on
the floor, by the bed.
      ___________________________________________

  Days later, both men were caught, and convicted of rape and
breaking and entering weeks after.

