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Like Mother, Like
Daughter
A tale by Dom
Master...
Chapter
10
“Fix your hair up while I
go down and get your mother,” Joe order Jennifer.
Jennifer’s mind had
resolved itself to accepting the situation she was in until she could devise
some practical means of escape, so as Joe disappeared down the cellar steps she
dutifully went about brushing her beautiful hair. It was nice to have a few minutes to
herself, the first since they had been abducted and for a brief moment she could
almost forget about the horrid ordeal they were going
through.
Looking in the mirror, she
thought to herself that the revealing sundress Joe had given her to wear made
her look older than she was, but her facial features couldn’t hide her
youth. The dress was made of thin
cotton, light yellow, and had thin straps.
The top was cut down low on her full chest and revealed a good bit of
cleavage before covering her full breasts.
Her areolas were clearly visible through the nearly sheer material, and
her nipples pressed hard against the fabric, which had an elastic band that
cinched it in underneath her breasts.
The dress then continued down along her narrow waist and over her round
ass where it hung loosely about 4 inches below her cheeks. She knew if she bent even the slightest
bit that she would expose herself to anyone around, and she could just imagine
what the light shining though it would reveal.
Joe mocked Carla as he
lowered the cable which had kept her arms suspended for many hours. As he opened the handcuffs, he pressed
his thumbs hard against the deep bruises that had formed on her wrists, and
laughed as she cried out. Releasing
his grip, he let her fall against the floor of the cage, where she assumed the
fetal position and sobbed hysterically.
“You big fucking baby,”
Joe taunted. “Your little girl
didn’t cry when she drank my piss last night, and this morning, and you’re
blubbering because your little hands have a boo-boo. I guess tonight, I’ll have to let you
stay upstairs with me and see you you’re half the piss whore she
is.”
Carla’s heart ached as she
tried to block the mental image of this madman using her innocent daughter’s
body to relieve himself. It was all
becoming too much for her, and she felt the room spinning around her, but before
she had a chance to black out, Joe open the cage door and pulled her out and up
to her feet. Her leg muscles
spasmed and were cramping terribly, but she managed not to
collapse.
“You look terrible,” Joe
commented as her pushed Carla toward the shower. “What you need is a little
pick-me-up.”
With that, Joe turned the
water full on cold, and forced Carla under the frigid stream. Carla’s heart raced as the cold water
again covered her body, and she began to shiver violently.
“Enough fun for now,” Joe
said as he shut off the water, and led the defeated woman up the
steps.
Carla’s eyes widened as
she took in the view of her innocent, teen aged daughter dressed in the most
revealing outfit she could imagine.
Her face and hair were the same, but she now had the body of a woman and
everyone could see. Someone this
was even more of an insult than just having her naked.
“Here, this is for you,”
Joe said as he handed Carla what looked like a business suit. “Try this on for size as I put the
finishing touches on our little lady here.”
Carla stood dumbfounded as
she watched Joe sit Jennifer on the bed, and proceeded to take a tray of makeup
and brushes off his dresser.
“What the fuck are you
waiting for?” Joe demanded.
Taking the dark tweed
jacket and skirt off the hanger, Carla stepped into the skirt and zipped it
up. It fit tightly around her
waist, and like Jennifer’s dress, didn’t hang much below the bottom of her
ass. She also noticed the slit in
the front that went up nearly to her crotch. Discouraged, she slipped on the
jacket. The jacket was neatly
fitted at the waist and the front was accentuated by a wide lapel and a plunging
neck line. There was only one
button, which was down by her navel, and she couldn’t help but notice that if
she twisted even slightest bit, the front would pooch out expose her
breasts.
“I have some nice 6 inch
heels to go with that,” Joe offered.
You’re gonna be a big hit.”
Joe had finished with
Jennifer’s makeup, and had done a beautiful job; just the right amount of blush
and eye shadow, a dark eyeliner, and dark bronze lip gloss. She looked absolutely stunning, and it
was all he could do to keep from ravishing her right then and there, but he
managed to compose himself and retrieve the shoes for
Carla.
As Carla lifted and
crossed her leg to put on the left shoe, her tits and cunt came into full view,
and disappeared again as she switched legs, and then reemerged once again. The little peek-a-boo show was just the
effect he wanted. Joe sat her down
on the bed next to her daughter and proceeded to apply styling jell to her
nearly dry hair, and gave it the just out of bed look. He then applied a more colorful pallet
of makeup on her lovely face, and finished it off with a deep red lipstick. Sitting in front of the two, he slipped
one hand into Carla’s jacket and the other down the top of Jennifer’s dress and
caressed their firm breasts.
“Today,” he began, “you’re
gonna entertain some friends of mine.
We’ll be going to a little club I know, and Carla, you’ll be getting the
guys ready to face fuck your little piss whore daughter. Jennifer, you’ll suck the cum and piss
outta every dick in front of you.
If either of you show the slightest hesitation, I’ll fucking sell you to
a gang of niggers I know, and believe me, you don’t want
that.”
The two cringed at the
thought of what the day was going to bring, and believed Joe would be true to
his word. They were helpless to
prevent what was about to happen, and they knew it would be useless to
try.
“Okay then, let’s get
going.” Joe said as he stood
up.
Before they left, Joe
poured them both another of his protein shakes laced with amphetamines to keep
them up for the task ahead. As he
led them out to his car, the two captives noticed the sun was just beginning to
rise. The had begun to lose all
sense of time, and were surprised to see how early it was.
Joe situated Jennifer in
the middle of the bench seat next to him, and Carla on the passenger side. He also blindfolded thge two to make
sure they wouldn’t be able to figure out where they were, or where he was taking
them.
Jennifer worried as the
car rumbled along the bumpy road that her life really was over. She’d kept telling herself that he would
get bored and let them go, but as he hiked her short dress up and stroked his
finger against her clit, she began to give up any hope of ever getting
away. She opened her mouth for his
finger as he placed it against her lips, and sucked her juice from it as the car
pulled onto smoother pavement. She
was getting used to the taste of her own pussy, and that of her mother’s, which
he also gathered on his finger and placed in her mouth.
Joe enjoyed toying with
Jennifer, because she was so vulnerable.
He was going to enjoy watching her mother get the 12 guys he had lined up
hard and ready to orally assault the young girl, and he knew she would perform
admirably because she didn’t know what else to do. Older girls, and women, might put up
more resistance, but someone like Jennifer would just go along with
anything.
For the rest of the trip
to the club, Joe had Jennifer lean back against his right shoulder with her
right leg across the back of the seat, while her mother finger fucked her. With his hand down the front on her
dress, he massaged her magnificent tits.
Occasionally he would interrupt her mother by ordering her to lick her
fingers clean, or to put them into Jennifer’s or his own mouth. He loved sharing Jennifer’s pussy juices
with Carla; it was such a turn on.
He even made her drive her middle finger deep into Jennifer’s ass, and
then stick it in her mouth. His
only regret was that he didn’t pass any truckers, so he wasn’t able to show off
his new play toys. It really didn’t
matter though, because he was about to get his chance.
To be continued …
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