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Like Mother, Like
Daughter
A tale by Dom
Master...
Chapter
9
Exhausted from a hard day
of raping Carla and Jennifer, Joe needed some rest.
“Wash yourself up,” he
ordered Carla, motioning toward the shower as he began to undo Jennifer’s
restraints.
Jennifer’s legs had gone
numb from the extended time they had spent bound against her chest, and as she
stretched them out, pins and needles shot down from her hips to her toes. Gingerly, she joined her mother at the
shower and proceeded to wash herself with the cold water. Goosebumps again covered her body, but
the coldness of the water helped relieve the burning in her
anus.
“Don’t be all day about
it,” Joe demanded as he tidied up his tables, and put things away. “I’m almost done,” he continued as he
walked toward the two captives.
Joe hadn’t provided towels
and as Carla and Jennifer stood wet and shivering, he prepared a drink for them that contained
some vitamins, and a strong stimulant.
“Jenny, you’ve been such a
good fuck today that I’m going to let you spend the night upstairs with me,” Joe
informed her as he handed the two their drinks. “Drink up,” he ordered. “Wouldn’t want you passin’ out on
me.”
With a look of despair,
Jennifer glanced toward her mother as they slowly drank the unknown liquid. As they finished their drinks, Joe
grabbed Carla and roughly pushed her into the chain link cage that now served as
her home. Joe maneuvered the young
mother into a squatting position with her hands protruding up through the top of
the cage. As he locked the door, he
told her to keep her hands up. Joe
then made Jennifer help him remove the upper cage and sat it on the floor. He then secured Carla’s hands in their
upright position through the chain link with a pair of police issue handcuffs,
which were suspended from the ceiling by a cable. With the push of a button, Joe slowly
raised the handcuffs up, which pulled Carla’s arms further up through the
openings until she was forced into a position somewhere between kneeling and
squatting, with her head pressed against the underside of the top of the
cage. She couldn’t stand up, and
she couldn’t sit down.
Joe watched lustfully as
the desperate woman struggled to find a position that didn’t cause her more
pain. In order to rest her legs,
she had to hang by her wrists, and the hard steel of the handcuffs dug into the
tender flesh. To relieve her
wrists, Carla had to semi-squat, which quickly caused the muscles in her legs to
cramp and knot up. Sitting up on
her knees caused the thin wire of the chain link to press hard into her
sensitive shins and kneecaps. She
was in for a long night, and the stimulant would ensure that she didn’t get any
sleep at all.
Jennifer looked back at
her hapless mother as Joe led her up the stairs. Carla watched as her daughter
disappeared, and flinched as the wooden trap door slammed shut behind
them.
Joe led young Jennifer to
the bed and told her to sit down as he poured himself a shot of Jack
Daniels. Following the shot, Joe
quickly downed two cans of Bud, and then turned the monitor toward the bed. Jennifer stared into the screen in
dismay as Joe aimed the camera at her poor mother and zoomed in close. She could see the contorted expression
on her face as she struggled to find a position which caused the least amount of
pain and discomfort, and it was obvious by her constant shifting that none was
to be found.
“Well, little lady,” Joe
interrupted her thoughts, “this is how it’s gonna be. Tonight you’re gonna suck my dick… all
night.”
Jenny slowly turned her
gaze away from her the torments of her mother and watched as Joe leisurely
massaged his semi-rigid cock.
Although it wasn’t the most pleasant of ideas, at least she had it better
than her mother did.
As Joe climbed onto the
bed next to her, he continued, “and I mean ALL night. If I wake up, and my cock isn’t in your
mouth, or you’re not sucking it right, I’m gonna go down and beat the shit outta
dear ol’
Jennifer’s heart skipped a
beat as his intentions sank in.
Surely he wouldn’t do that.
Did he actually expect her to drink his piss? She could only hope that tonight would
be an exception, but she knew better.
As Joe reached over to turn off the light, he nudged her shoulder and
pushed her head down toward his flaccid dick. Obediently, she opened her mouth and
sucked on the rubbery skin as she watched her mother continue to squirm on the
screen in front of her.
Minutes passed like hours,
but Jennifer could tell by Joe’s deep breathing that he was asleep. She thought of making a run for the
door, but remembered the dead bolt.
Besides, if she did somehow get outside, she had no idea how to get back
to the road, had no clothes, and would be sentencing her mother to die. She continued slowly sucking on his cock
as her mind raced. The stimulant
was working on her too, and she felt the constant urge to move, but didn’t dare
do so. Instead, time seemed to be
passing second by agonizing second, as the hopelessness of the situation
continued to seethe into her very soul.
Joe stirred, and it was
all she could do to keep his dick in her mouth as her rolled onto his side. Staying with him, she curled herself
into a ball and continued a slow suck, gently caressing his shaft with her
tongue. She hardly noticed the
gradual stiffening as his bladder expanded, until he put his hand on the back of
her head and began to relieve himself.
At first, the warm, salty
liquid was just a trickle. Bitter
and foul, the flow of urine increased and she found herself swallowing the first
mouthful. She gagged and retched as
her mouth was quickly refilled.
Fearing that she would cough and cause him to wet the bed, she tightened
the grip of her lips against his shaft as the stream of hot piss poured into
her. Swallowing continually, she
could feel the warm fluid as it made its way into her stomach, and thought it
would never end. Fortunately for
her, the flow finally did begin to ebb, and she somehow managed to keep it all
down. The strong smell of piss
filled her nostrils, and the side of her face and hair were wet, but she didn’t
have time to worry about it as the sadistic man began to thrust his hardening
prick deeper into her throat.
Still holding the back of
her head, Joe forced the young girl’s head back as he feed his cock further into
her mouth. As he created a straight
path down her throat, Joe was able to get past her soft palate and engulfed his
full length. Jennifer struggled as
he held her by the back of the head with one hand, and gripped her by the throat
with the other, and slowly withdrew himself. She barely had time to take a breath
before his long cock again snaked its way into her gullet. Her eyes filled with tears as she gagged
on the intruder cutting off her air supply. Again and again he forced her to deep
throat his entire length until she feared she would pass out, or even
suffocate.
Jennifer was actually
relieved as Joe pulled halfway out and filled her mouth with his hot, sticky
cum. Grateful to be breathing, she
swallowed the thick liquid and continued her slow sucking as Joe again drifted
off to sleep. Watching her mother
continue to squirm this way and that, she felt fortunate to be in a bed, and
tried not to wonder how many times he might wake up in the
night.
Joe fucked the young
girl’s throat two more times in between blissful sleep before finally getting up
to take a hot shower. He actually
let Jennifer join him, though he kept her on her knees, and as he washed himself
clean the water spraying off his body splashed in her face and eyes. Before getting out, Joe turned with his
back to the water, stood directly over the girl and held her hand on the base of
his cock as he again relieved himself.
This time he directed the golden stream across her face and
tits.
“Open your mouth and drink
my piss, you filthy piss whore,” Joe ordered as he released her hand. “That’s it, aim it right in
there.”
Jennifer complied and she
obediently directed the flow of his hot urine into her open mouth, and swallowed
every mouthful.
“God damn you’re a nasty
little cunt,” he told her as the last few drops landed on her chin. “Now close your mouth. I don’t want you washing the taste out,”
he said as he stepped aside and let the spray of water hit her in the
face.
“I’ve got a surprise for
you two today,” Joe said as he turned the water off and stepped out of the
shower.
Without explaining what he
meant, Joe got dressed, combed his hair, and shaved while poor Jennifer knelt
dripping wet on the hard, wood floor.
From her position, she could just make out the image of her mother, still
struggling in her hopeless predicament.
Her heart went out to her, and she felt grateful it wasn’t
her.
“Put this on,” Joe ordered
her as he tossed her a skimpy, yellow sun dress.
Standing up, Jennifer
raised the dress over her head, and pulled it down over firm tits and ass. The thin material clung tightly to her
shapely body, barely covered her ass, and she noticed her nipples were clearly
visible through the light colored fabric.
She felt herself blush red as Joe gawked and slowly walked around
her.
“The guys are gonna just
love you,” he said, more to himself than to her.
Jennifer was hoping he was
speaking metaphorically, but had a sinking feeling there was more to it than
that.
To be continued …
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