Putting a Bitch in Her Place
By Little Bree
(MMM/F, rape, nc, serious emotional abuse, unconscious victim, exh) 

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Authors Note: This is very dark. Im actually disturbed at myself for writing it. Its not unusually graphic, I dont think, but if youre a half-way decent person, itll probably make you feel a little sick. Spelling errors and the like may be more plentiful than normal, because I dont have the stomach to reread it too much. Feedback (good or bad) should be sent to lttlbree@yahoo.com.  

As always, if youre not at least 18 years old please dont read this.  
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      When Leo fucked my mother, he made sure we all could hear. It wasnt enough that we could see the bruises and hear the way he treated her the rest of the time. He wanted her exposed, to his sons and to me, as the lowly slut he told her she was.  It was part of being a man, hed tell the boys, to put a bitch in her place, and he lived by example. 
	I used to hide in the basement and bury my ears. The boys, though, were all bigger than me and they liked the show. They thought it was fun to make me listen. At first theyd just pin me down or hold me in place while they laughed and joked about what he was doing to her, and what a slut she was. Theyd stroke their cocks like it was some sort of porn show, and make a game of getting their spunk on me or making me lick it out of their hands. Im not sure what ever stopped them, all those nights, from pinning me down and raping memaybe they actually thought their father wouldve somehow cared or maybe they just didnt want to be accused of fucking their sister, even if I was only a stepbut before Id even filled out a bra theyd taken to undressing and groping me while they had me pinned there. 
	Leo, I think, liked that I heard, too.  It was like he was warning me, letting me know what he was capable of and willing to do. Long after my mother stopped caring about the pain and humiliation, she still cared about me, and so I became his leverage. Whatever twisted humiliation he demanded, she could only protest so long before hed threaten to drag her little slut daughter up to suffer instead.   My mother always relented, to the great amusement of the boys whod then taunt, as she screamed, that it was all my fault.
	So many times, I pleaded with her to leave him. There were times, lots of times, when shed break down crying, apologizing for things she wouldnt name, and begging my forgiveness. But she never left. Leos been so good to us, shed say, as though the big house and the expensive clothes somehow made up for the abuse that she never acknowledged. 
	When I was 13, I tried my best to break away.  For the promise of a place to spend the night, I let a horse-cocked bouncer from the local pool hall deflower me in the back of his car, and nearly passed out from a panic attack mid-coitus.  He ignored my hyperventilating until hed cum, then waited impatiently for me to calm the fuck down and declared me a frigid bitch.   He didnt even give me a ride home, much less take me to his place. 
	When I came home, Leo made sure Id learned my lesson. I couldnt ignore the welts on moms face, or the way she winced as she walked.  I knew your momd get your ass home in the end, he sneered at me.  I just had to convince her extra hard.  The same way he knew mom wouldnt let him hurt me, he knew I couldnt be the reason he hurt her. I never stayed away again. 
	I was 15 when my aunt Nicole told us she was coming to visit, and I was terrified. Nicole was my dads sister, my real dads sister, and for years when I was younger she felt like my own sister.  She was 20 years younger than my dad, and always joked about having been an accident. Her mother, my grandmother, got stomach cancer real bad when I was 6 and Nicole was 16, so Nicole came to live with us, and she stayed after grandma died until she left for college two years later. I absolutely adored her as a kid, and still did.  The last thing I wanted was for her to see what a wreck our lives had become in California. It was bad enough having to live it, I didnt want people to see it. 
      	But she said she was coming and even Leo knew better than to refuse her a bed. Thatd be too weird and improper, and Leo, however vile he was, was very concerned about outward appearances. 
       Once Leo and the boys saw Nicole, though, they didnt regret the decision.  My aunt was gorgeous. At 25, she was slender and tall, with long shiny hair the same color as my dads. When she was out of ear shot, Leo ogled and mumbled about the fantastic tits that seemed almost too big for her narrow chest.  They flirted with her, all four of them, and she was so charming that she could flirt right back with 55 year old Leo and his 17 year old son without it ever seeming sick. 
      Somehow, that week, we actually had fun. 
      Of course it shouldnt have been shocking, that Friday night, when Leo dragged my mother into the bedroom.  We were supposed to go out, to show Nicole more of the city, but Leo was horny. They fought, the way they always did. Mom pleaded with him  to wait a couple of days, until Nicole left. Leo insisted it was unfair to deprive him like that, and he loudly ordered her to spread her fucking legs.  
      Maybe we should go somewhere, Nicole said. They need their privacy.
      Even the boys, who normally relished these ordeals, were shuffling around awkwardly, embarrassed to have pretty, sophisticated Nicole exposed their dirty little secret. I tried my best not to break down sobbing, but I couldnt manage it, and humiliated tears managed to sneak their way down my cheeks. 
      The five us left before the shouting stopped, escaping to the Dairy Queen for ice-cream that, in my memory, tasted like chalk. I couldnt look my aunt in the eye, and I guess she could tell because she didnt push it. We talked about dumb stuff like music and sports with my step brothers, and managed to act like my mother wasnt being beaten and raped back home.
      After an hour, we chanced the return trip. Leo and mom were on opposite sides of the living room. There were bruises on moms face, and a deep gash below her eye. Leo was sipping a bottle of beer and watching baseball, coldy nonchalant about the episode. 
      Its about time, he said, barely looking up. You mom needs someone to ride with her to the hospital, Tiffany.
      Nicole, still a stranger to this sort of thing, was alarmed. Oh my god, Joyce, what happened? she said as she rushed to her sister-in-laws side. Ive got my car, let me drive you.
      No, said mom, too quickly as she moved silently past Nicole. I can drive. Tiffany can ride with me. 
      Nicoles expression was an odd blend of hurt and confusion, but she didnt argue. She just stood there sort of dumbly, the way any normal person probably would have under the circumstances.
      Itll be fine, said Leo. Well keep you company here, Nicole. 
      My aunt smiled politely, but you could tell she wasnt happy. She looked at me, as if she was pleading for some sort of rational explanation, and I just looked at my feet because there wasnt one to give her. 
      
      Four hours we spent in the emergency room. Id been here with mom before, and I knew the drill. Social workers got called, and they ignored moms falling-down-the-stairs story. Theyd ask me round-about-questions about being beaten, and Id play dumb.  On at least two occasions, theyd dragged me back physical exams, and been disappointed to find that I didnt have a bruise on me.   I knew, every time, that I should tell someone the truth, but I knew it wouldnt matter. Mom was a grown woman, so social services couldnt make her leave, and Leo never actually laid a hand on me.  All telling would do, I knew, was enrage Leo. 
      They stitched up her eye and prescribed pain killers for the rest. X-rays revealed that one of her ribs had been previously broken, but it was starting to heal and there wasnt much they could do at this point. We left with an armload of pamphlets about hotlines and shelters, but mom tossed those in the parking lot trash can without reading them. 
      We drove home in silence. I didnt have the strength to argue with her, and I think she was too ashamed to make excuses to me. Earlier, when theyd fought, I thought I could hear some little spark of resilience in her voicesomething that said she was fed up and past the point that shed take any morebut I knew, in that silence, that hed beaten that out of her while I went for ice cream.
      The living room was empty when we walked in, which was unusual. Leo never went out. My stepbrothers didnt spend most Friday nights at home, but their three cars were still in the driveway.  From the master bedroom, we could hear voices, and we walked towards them. 
      Nicole was naked on the floor, her dark hair fanned out across the carpet, and her legs spread wide as my oldest stepbrother Ryan pumped viciously in and out of her. Leo and the other boys were naked and circling around, watching excitedly as Ryan fucked her.  My stomach sank, and I wanted to vomit as we came in closer. Nicole looked like she was passed out; her eyes were closed and her arms were draped loosely over her head. Loads of cum were dribbling down her sun-tanned breasts, belly and face, and others were matted into her long hair. 
      I choked back a loud sob and turned to run out of the room, alerting them for the first time, I think, to our presence in the room.  Josh, the youngest of my stepbrothers, grabbed me by the waist before I could escape and rolled me around to face the depraved scene. 
      Ladies, Leo said with a broad, shit eating grin. Welcome back. Were having a little party here.  The boys all snickered like evil little trolls.
      Mom didnt say anything. Her lower lip was quivering, and her eyes were open wide and unblinking. I knew she was past the point of exhaustion, but for the second time tonight it felt like shed hit her limit. Her husband appeared to be nonchalantly cheating on her, but gang raping a passed out friend and loved one. 
      Leo, she finally managed, her voice barely a whisper. What have you done?
      Leo laughed. Were just having a little fun, Joyce, he said, as he wrapped a big hand around the back of moms neck. You dont mind us having some fun, do you? 
      Ryan grunted on the ground, and slipped out of Nicoles prone body just in time to coat her face with another load of white sticky goo. 
      Mom was visibly quivering with what I knew was rage. You sick bastard, she said, though most of the words disappeared into her cracking voice. You sick, sick bastard. How could you?
      Come on now, bitch, he said, pulling her in. You didnt think you were going to invite this fine piece of ass into my house and not let me have a taste, did you? 
      Shes my sister-in-law, mom said. Shes just a fucking child! 
      Leo grinned around at his sons. She sure didnt feel like a child, did she boys?
      They all laughed. I fought back another urge to vomit.
      Im calling the police, my mother said. She sounded serious. Ive had it, Leo. Im done.  She turned to pull away from him, but he caught her by the wrist and jerked her back towards him.
      Nobodys going to be calling any police, he said as he wrapped both big hands around her narrow shoulders. Were just having fun.
      Then she slapped him. Im not sure where she found the strength, after the night shed had, and I cant begin to fathom where she found the willpower. She hit him right across the face, the sharp edge of her engagement ring piercing the skin and leaving a spec of blood on his cheek. Fuck you, she snarled, her voice finally raising above the whisper. Were leaving.
      For a long moment, Leo was stunned. I know he wasnt hurt bad, but I dont think my mother had never hit him back. He was shocked, and he was outraged. Worst of all,  shed done that in front of his boys and there was no way hed let that sort of insult go unanswered. 
      Leo threw my mother to the floor, hard, so that she collapsed with a thud and a shriek. 
      I strained to get at her, but Josh held me tight in place. Relax, bitch, he whispered in my ear, but I couldnt just relax. 
      You dumb fucking cunt, Leo snarled as he stood over my mother and kicked her hard in the stomach. She shrieked again and coiled into a fetal position. You couldnt have just minded your own fucking business. He kicked her again, in the face this time. The fresh stitches broke loose and there was blood. 
      Mom pulled herself onto her stomach and started to crawl, but he knocked her back down. Not so tough now, are you bitch? he taunted.  My mother didnt answer, she didnt even look up.  Leo stared down at her, ready to pounce as soon as she found the strength to stand. His boys were watching intently enough that none of them had remounted Nicole after Ryan finished, though their eyes drifted back and forth between the nude girl and the violence. 
      Growing ultimately bored with moms struggles to crawl, Leo rolled her over onto her back. Take your clothes off, bitch. 
      Josh didnt stop me from falling onto my knees and vomiting. I think he knew it was coming, but he still called me a gross bitch and said Id be the one cleaning that up. 
      Mom hadnt moved. Her chest was heaving, tears were flowing, and occasionally she blinked, but she didnt move. It all felt like a nightmare, the way Leo was staring down at her waiting.  I said, take your fucking clothes off, he said. 
      Still mom didnt move. Obviously, she knew he wouldnt relent. Hed already orchestrated a gang rape, undressing her against her will was hardly so serious. But somehow, despite her exhaustion and emotional battering, she wouldnt obey the order. 
      Leo lost his patience soon enough, and grabbed her shirt collar to yank it straight down. The buttons went flying, and my mom lay there limply as he exposed her bra, and continued to lie there limply while he pulled out his pocket knife and cut that off of her. 
      Mike, the middle brother, had knelt down behind Nicole. He was propping her up and playing with her breasts as he watched the spectacle with my mother.  Her head was in his lap, and I couldnt be sure but I swore I saw her move, like she was slowly coming to. I hoped she didnt wake up until they were done. 
      You boys want to fuck your stepmom? Leo joked as Ryan helped him tug off her pants and then her panties.  The boys laughed but didnt answer.  Probably not, said Leo as he stood over my mothers chest, staring down at her. Nobody wants to fuck a wilted old ho like this when they got a tight little piece of ass like that one over there, he said, pointing to Nicole.  I know I liked her better anyway. 
	The boys laughed again, and Mike, too worked up to wait more, shifted around to kneel between Nicoles spread legs. He let her head fall back as he shifted, clearly unconcerned. 
	No, not yet, boy, said Leo. You already had a turn.
	We all had turns, dad, protested Mike. 
	Leo turned and smiled. I know, son. But I think your stepmom probably wants some of that too.  He grabbed my mother by her long hair, and lifted her head up off the ground. Isnt that right? 
	She didnt answer, but I could see fear in her eyes. 
	He dragged her still by the hair over to where Mike had been kneeling, between Nicoles naked spread legs, and he dropped her.  Mom caught herself before she fell into Nicole, but Leo promptly pushed her down by the back of the head. Eat that pussy, bitch, he snarled. Eat it up.
	I could see the muscles in her back and arms straining as she pushed back against him, but he easily overpowered her. Her face was pressed down into Nicoles snatch, into pools of cum that they splattered all over her. 
	Ryan, Leo snapped, get the camera. This is too good. 
	For the next twenty minutes, Ryan snapped pictures from every angle as my mother was forced, against her will, to lick Nicoles pussy. He zoomed in close, he pulled back, he made her smile with the juices streaked across her face. More than once, he snapped a picture of me straining to help her. 
	Then they got bored. Leo rolled my mother onto her back and fucked her. Id never seen them actually go at it before, but Id heard it hundreds of times. She was already almost passed out, but he still took glee in smacking her across the face several times as he did it. 
	With impatient abandon, the boys resumed raping Nicole. 
	I was an afterthought as I stumbled out into the hall and into the basement, where I burrowed into a crawl space and cried myself to sleep.
	At four oclock that morning, I was still hidden in the basement. Leo was sleeping soundly, and I dont know why she didnt use that razor to slit his wrists instead of her own. I guess Ill never know. 

