Mom and Daughter Face Penal Slavery

AUTHOR" S NOTE:

This story is set in the same near future universe as my Penal Slavery series. The series is set in a near future alternate world where incest is legal and criminals are sentenced to terms of slavery rather than jail or prison per se. Because this is Literotica, there is a lot of sex. No rape or violence, reluctance at worst.

I listed it as taboo\incest rather than noncon-reluctance because almost all the story flashes back to about 48 hours prior to the actual plea and sentencing hearing where the mother and daughter are convicted and enslaved. This story is first time, incest, group sex and threesomes. I expect there will be more parts, including crossovers by characters appearing in the Penal Slavery main series and other side stories that might go into different categories. I do not care for sadism and gratuitous violence but there will be some elements of discipline and corporal punishment in future installments. I thank those of you who are willing to give the story a read and value your feedback

Chapter 1

Deborah Rogers knew that having a few too many was going to get her in trouble one day. She never dreamed that getting drunk and disorderly would lead to her walking down the tunnel connecting the courthouse to the jail naked and handcuffed, 42DDs swaying with every step of her bare feet slapping against the floor, her long black hair tickling her butt, on her way to serve a term of enslavement.

Worse, she realized that her irresponsibility resulted in the fact that the sound of another pair of bare feet behind her was her equally nude and handcuffed eighteen-year-old daughter, Jessica. While her drunkenness had caused the police to be called. Jessica compounded the trouble by laying hands on the officer who she thought was roughing me up, when the policewoman was trying to wrestle my drunk ass into the back of the squad car as gently as possible.

Thankfully, the officer agreed to a reduced diversion misdemeanor plea by Jessica, if she was enslaved for the full sentence of eleven months, twenty-nine days, after which her record would be expunged.

In my case, the district attorney threw the book at me, demanding a maximum misdemeanor sentence. I couldn't blame him for wanting me to suffer some consequences. For years now, he had been making my benders go away because of family friendship. No more. My husband, Brett a highly successful lawyer and businessman, related what he said when making the offer,

"Brett, she needs a wakeup call, now she got my honorary niece sucked into her drinking problem. If Jessica is getting her butt barcoded and enslaved, then Deborah is going to be yoked next to her, getting her own ass cheek printed."

For my jobs sake, he agreed to have my records expunged upon completion of term. My university had already put me on a year's sabbatical, the Dean pointing out that my tenure could be at risk if I didn't get control of my "problem ".

My daughter, despite being eighteen, was a rising college junior. I had always been concerned about her nonexistent social life. Between her brilliance, and the fact that she was two to three years younger than her peers she didn't date and only had one close friend, Traci, who lived down the road and was only a couple of months older. Jessica had taken time off from school, knowing what was coming.

Two nights before the hearing that would enslave me and my daughter, I was brushing out my long hair after slipping on my flannel nightgown. I reflected how much my husband must love me to not only put up with my drinking, but the fact that I was so limited in bed. Raised by extremely conservative parents, I had what I knew intellectually to be severe sexual repression. I enjoyed vaginal intercourse. I was lucky to be married to an extremely well-endowed man. But the idea of taking him in my mouth, much less my ass left me cold. I rebuffed his requests to go down on me because every time I thought about it, I could hear my late mother saying,

"Dear, only sluts let a man put his mouth down there. And you are a lady."

Brett came into the room from the shower, wearing only a towel. I admired his well-defined abs and chest looking better than men half his age. He gave me a long look and said,

"You remember telling me that you would do anything to be assigned to the same place as Jessica? Well, it looks like you will be. "

"What do you mean?"

*You and Jessica will be serving your enslavement at Hidden Hills."

My heart froze in my chest, "You mean the Lodge?". Brett nodded his head yes.

The Lodge was a beautiful resort tucked away in a remote mountain range. Adults only, Brett and I had been there a few times. Normally open only to state employees, court officials and law enforcement officers, recommended private individuals could book the facilities. It was adult only because most of the service staff were slaves, whose services included unlimited sexual gratification of the guests.

I flashed back to our last visit. We were lounging at the indoor pool area, me reading a journal article and Brett indulging himself with a novel when a stunning auburn-haired woman with breasts almost identical to my own, right down to the large nipples approached us and knelt saying,

"Domini, may this slave cunt serve your needs? I see the dominus needs relief," looking at Brett's tented board shorts

Brett looked over at me. I nodded. I loved the man dearly, and more than that he is my best friend. I was not going to deny him taking pleasures that I couldn't provide.

"Suck my cock, and be ready to present your ass for use."

The green collared slave pulled Brett's shorts down and swallowed his cock whole. Brett, surprised and pleased, took the cunts head in his hands and facefucked her forcefully. Oddly, I felt a twinge and a feeling of moisture in my pussy.

After about five minutes, Brett released her head and ordered,

"Present your ass for fucking"

The slave turned, hands down on the floor, head down, back and ass arched in the air, exposing the starfish pucker of her ass hole along with her visibly wet shaved cunt. Brett plunged his cock into her ass in one stroke, causing the slave to squeal, followed quickly by moans of passion as my husband pumped in and out of her anus, the slut calling out,

"Yes dominus, pound my slutty slave ass! Domina, if you move in front of me I can worship your pussy. Put my slave tongue to work!"

Feeling arousal and disdain at the same time, I looked at the slave. Writhing in pleasure, ass in the air, felon brand and barcode plain to see, being plowed up the ass by my husband, I thought, while taking a big gulp of my Jack and Coke,

"What a slutty cunt, fucking like a bitch in heat"

Returning to the present, I mused to myself, "I guess karma is a thing because pretty soon it looks like I will be taking it up my barcoded ass." However, I said,

"I am almost forty. Aren't I a little...old for the Lodge? Jessica, I can see. Will I be doing office work or..." Brett cut me off.

"You have a body better than women half your age. You and Jessica could pass for sisters. Honey, I suspect that the closest you are going to get to a desk is being bent over it to be fucked. You need to accept that things are going to be very different for the next year."

Deborah thought she would be hysterical at this news. Being used for sex on demand? To fuck, suck and be bent over to be fucked in the ass? Instead, she felt a little... horny? ...curious?

"So, you are ok with me being a sextoy for the next year?"

"You have been good to me for years letting me get relief with things you couldn't do. You are my best friend, my soulmate. I pray that this time will let you figure out why you drink like you do. You never drink a drop working, or anytime other than when you should be relaxing. We have tried so many different things and no one seems to understand what the trigger is. "

"And it is not like I will be cut off for a year. I will get two days a month for conjugal visits since you will be state owned. I will probably be up there more than that since I don't have any trials coming up for a while and my businesses pretty much run themselves now. I have been thinking I need a bit of a sabbatical as well."

"I have to say, you seem to be taking this better than I thought you would"

"I know. I am sort of curious and honestly excited rather than being repulsed by being used as a slut. Honey, I know this sounds weird but...I want you to use me like a slave. I understand now that I am going to be, what do they say, slave fuckmeat? I would rather it be you.... breaking me in... than some stranger in a couple of days."

"Deborah, I think that is a good idea and I won't lie, I have fantasized about this very thing for...a long time. But, are you sure? I will be treating you very differently than I have as my wife and best friend. I am going to give you a preview of what to expect as a... slave cunt."

"I do appreciate your concern. It is part of why I love you so. Brett, two days from now I am going to be a collared slave. At least you can help me accept the inevitable. "

Deborah remembered the slave at the Lodge. She knelt before her husband and said,

"May this slave cunt serve your needs?"

She looked up and Brett looked down at her, then he took a deep breath and said,

"Stand up cunt and get naked before I rip that gown off you. Slave cunts are naked for their dominus viewing pleasure and use. "

She hastily stood and whipped her nightgown off her body. Brett dropped his towel and walked around her, inspecting her like a... slave to be purchased. He felt and pinched her tits, tweaking her hardening nipples. He fondled her ass, slapping each cheek. Deborah started breathing faster, her nipples as hard as diamonds. She felt her pussy, no her cunt get wet. Slaves and sluts have cunts as her mother told her. Ladies haver pussies. Deborah needed to start thinking like a slave cunt, because she is sure about to be one.

"Knees, cunt. Take my cock in your mouth. I know you are fresh slave meat, so I will make allowances. Suck it. Yes...use your tongue to stroke me. "

It had been years since Deborah had last tried to suck Brett's cock. She tried to remember what she had seen slaves at the Lodge do. The taste seemed better than she remembered. She kept taking more and more cock into her mouth, before hitting up against her gag reflex. She took a deep breath and tried to swallow. His cock slipped down her throat and her nose was buried in his public hair. Brett started facefucking her like the slave at the Lodge. Like the slave she would soon be. She felt like her cunt was on fire.

"Yes, you cunt, I knew you could be a deep throat cocksucker. Take your dominus to the root!"

Just when she thought she would run out of air, he pulled his cock back into her mouth, saying,

"I am about to cum. Swallow it all or your ass will regret it"

Deborah felt his cock twitch in her mouth and then the cream erupted from his dick, splashing the back of her mouth. She started swallowing every gush of cum like drinking from a garden hose. After a bit, it slowed and she noticed the taste. Salty, but not bitter. Actually, not nearly as bad as she feared. She licked the staff and head gliding her tongue up and down. She moved down, licking his ball sac and sucking each ball in her mouth like she had seen slaves at the Lodge give Brett head.

"Ohhh, good girl. You are making your dominus hard and ready to fuck your slutty cunt."

Brett reached down, playing with her tits, twisting her hard nipples almost to the point of pain, but just this side of pleasure. Deborah had never felt this way before, panting with need and feeling her cunt leaking between her legs. She let his hard dick slide out of her mouth and cried out without thinking,

"Dominus, please fuck this sluts' dripping cunt!"

"On the bed, ass in the air, head down on the sheets."

Deborah scrambled to comply, her cunt wet and burning with lust. Brett slapped her ass,

"Up higher you slut! I want to see your cunt and your asshole. Oh yes, just as I suspected, a dripping cunt aching to be filled. And a tight asshole too. I think we will test that out."

Brett drove two fingers into her sopping wet cunt. Deborah screamed,

"Oh, fuck me! Fuck my slut slave cunt! Own me! "

Brett took his wet fingers and put them in front of her, "Clean my fingers. Taste yourself. The first of many twats you will taste as a convict cunt."

Deborah sucked his fingers like his cock, cleaning and savoring the sweet taste of her own cunt and wanted more. Brett pulled his hand away from her mouth. She felt cold gel squeezed on her puckered hole and he took his wet middle finger and worked it into her virgin asshole. She whimpered as he worked the finger in and out of her rosebud. After a while the slight pain eased and the digit started to feel good sliding in and out. More gel was applied and worked into her butt, with two fingers and then three slid in easily and excited her further. But her cunt was on fire. The cool professional part of her was shocked that she had turned into such a screaming wanton slut. Apparently, the voice of her mother was also shocked into silence as lust and need overcame everything else in her head,

"Please fuck me! Fuck me like a whore! Your whore!"

With that, Brett plunged his cock into her lavalike cunt, causing Deborah to cum, screaming incoherently as her husband pistoned in and out of her, cockhead touching her cervix only to withdraw and slam in again making Deborah cum and cum again. Her hands were holding on to the sheets for dear life, sweating like a damned soul in hell but her cunt felt like she was in paradise.

He pulled his cock out of her grasping cunt leaving Deborah empty. Her protests of her loss were cut off as her husband slowly worked his soaked and slippery dick. into her well lubed asshole

"Oh, my ass hurts! It's so big! God please stop!"

Unlike her cunt, Brett pushed gently into her, saying,

"Slut you can take it. Day after tomorrow you will be missing my cock in your ass as you sit naked on the transport bus with a cold plug up your shitter attaching you to the seat. That same plug will be rammed into your hole holding your ass still while your slave registration barcode is tattooed on your butt cheek. You are getting your ass broken in now or later my delicious convict cunt. I am going to push in a little at a time. Tell me if you absolutely need to stop."

Deborah felt her anal ring expand and accept the big invader Brett pushed a little in waited. Then pushed some more. It hurt a little, but the small part of her brain not consumed with lust and need told her that this was a far gentler first time than she would have gotten from a machine or a stranger's dick sticking it in her enslaved ass. After a while, he was fully in her and the pain faded and she felt comfortably full. His cock started pumping in and out.

She never dreamed that a cock up her ass could feel so good. The tight friction was causing waves of pleasure that was pushing her to yet another orgasm She had so feared anal sex, first from her mother and then even her friends who had horror stories about the pain. This was almost as good as a cunt fucking. Better because Brett was playing with her clit when he was not spanking her ass.

"Oh god, I am such an ass slut! Fuck my sluty asshole. Pump you cum in my back door!"

Deborah felt her husband's cock twitch, then she felt his hot cum paint her rectum as he continued to pound her ass. The extra sensation and lubrication was enough to take her over the edge.

"I'm cumming, keep fucking my slave ass! Splash your cum in my rear. God, it feels so good and slick! Use me like the convict cunt that I am!"

"Your ass is so tight. I so love fucking tight asses. See cunt, lube is the answer. I expect you to exercise and grease up your butthole every day, starting now."

"Anything to feel like this! I hope my ass is used every day as a slave and every day when I come back to you too. I am so sorry that I denied you my slut holes. Please forgive me. I'll spend the rest of my life as your slave slut to try to make it up to you. "

"Expect to be a well-used cunt for the rest of your days, not just the year of your enslavement. You are such hot slave meat. I would be a fool to not keep you slave hot for the rest of your life," replied Brett as he pulled his deflating cock out of her gaping ass. He grabbed her by the hair and rather gently used it as a leash to lead her to the shower, where they bathed soaping and fondling each other's bodies, especially Deborah's firm tits and hard nipples. Guiding her to her knees, Brett had Deborah rim his asshole and then turn to,have her suck his cock still on her knees while he washed her hair.

Eventually, the pair dried off and tumbled into the bed. Deborah snuggled next to her husband and looking at him said,

"Is it wrong to think that my upcoming enslavement might have been the best thing that ever happened to us? I know it's going to be hard on you, and it breaks my heart that Jessica was sucked into enslavement because of me. She keeps telling me that it was her own temper but..." Deborah started choking up

Brett gathered Deborah in his arms and hugged her tight, she felt so loved. Brett said,

"Jessica is right. She should have known better and she is an adult. Also...I don't quite know how to say this, but I think a year as slave fuckmeat might be something she needs. She has been so focused on school and so far ahead of her peers academically. A year of experiencing the earthy side of life might do her a lot of good. I just thought of something, Honey, is she still a virgin?"

Deborah sighed,

"I don't know, she has never said. She has never had a boyfriend and Terri is her only real friend and I don't think they have that kind of relationship. She lives at home, she has never lived away from us. I don't think she has ever had sex. Brett, she is in even a worse situation than me. We have essentially a day. Brett...do we need to give her her first sexual experience? Would you be willing to...break her in? I hate the thought of her being taken for the first time by strangers, but... if we don't... what else are we going to do?"

"At this hour, not much. The idea of making love to our daughter... I need to get my head around it. Let's sleep on it and I know we can come up with a solution. Actually. I had already set up one thing that might help...."

Chapter 2

"I'm cumming, keep fucking my slave ass! Splash your cum in my rear. God, it feels so good and slick! Use me like the convict cunt that I am!"

"I never dreamed that Mom could ever be such a slut.", Jessica Rogers thought to herself as she listened to her parents fucking while sprawled naked on her bed with her one hand rubbing her shaved pussy and her other tweaking the hard nipple of her left breast that along with its partner has just recently outgrown her 32 D bras. Her raven colored hair, not quite as long as her mothers was spread across her bed.

Between the shouts coming for her parents' room and her own solo sexual efforts, she was panting and close to getting herself off. Plunging her fingers in her slit she thought that she had never been this sopping wet before. Then again, she had never had such hot audio to rub off to before. Shuddering, she came, her pussy spasming and gushing even more.

Pulling her hand to her mouth she licked her cum soaked fingers. God, she tasted good, she thought to herself. She wondered if other girls tasted as good. Boy's cum was another thing she wanted to compare. Everyone seemed to say something different. She would be finding out for herself soon enough once enslaved. She couldn't wait to rid herself of her V card for all three holes.

As she started rubbing her clit to coax another orgasm out of her pussy, she thought about turning up the setting of the anal vibrator jammed up her ass. Unlike her mother, who was, or at least had been, living in denial of what the next year would bring, Jessica had spent a lot of time researching what she could expect as a slave.