Mother and Daughter

That finally spurred Rhonda to answer, even though she hated what she was about to say. She trembled with Master Gary's fingers deep inside her, pumping her helpless snatch.

"Oooo...okay. Please don't use the dildo, Sir."

"Call me MASTER."

She flinched. "Yes, Master. Please don't use the dildo. Please...fuck my daughter instead." She couldn't believe those words had left her lips, but they had. This was so wrong. This was a complete nightmare, but she had to save her little girl whatever pain she could. Everything else was secondary.

The masked captor slowly withdrew his fingers from her sex.

"That's more like it, but I'm not yet convinced that you're entirely docile." He turned to Natalie, his eyes smoldering. "You too, little cunt. We need to purge those last bits of defiance from your silly little head, but don't worry...I have an idea on how to do that." The muscular man, naked except for his dark mask, left the bed and walked over to a chest with rusted iron hinges. He opened the chest and lifted out a hefty shackle and chain. He strode back to the bed and ordered Rhonda.

"Sit near the top of the bed and extend your right ankle toward me." Rhonda did as she was told. Disappointment flooded her as Master Gary snapped the metal shackle in place around her ankle and then secured the chain to an iron ringlet set into the concrete floor. Putting on a padlock to keep the chain in place, the man made sure that Rhonda had plenty of range of movement on the bed, but she wasn't going anywhere. Rhonda glanced longingly at the knife on the rack. She had hoped that when this cruel man was busy with her daughter, she might take the opportunity to get it, maybe even slit his throat... Her hopes dashed, the older woman looked down.

She heard him pad over to the rack again, grabbing the knife before he returned. Now the Master turned and looked down at Natalie's prone figure. Her naked body was so lush, so young, her breasts like perfect contours waiting to be caressed, her pink opening begging to be filled by a man's cock.

"Look at her, Mama. Your daughter is so beautiful, and soon, guess what? Not only are you going to watch me fuck your cute little girl, but you're going to hear her BEG me to do it."

Natalie blanched. "No, I won't beg you to rape me, you bastard!"

Those cold, blue eyes narrowed behind the mask as Gary grunted. "Is that so, bitch?" He lay the flat of his cold, wicked knife against the upper slope of Rhonda's left breast. The mother was trembling now. Her terror-filled eyes were focused on that edge of cold steel.

"Listen to me, young slut, I want you to say 'Please Master, fuck my pussy.'"

Master Gary's unrelenting glare switched to Rhonda. "And you, Mama, I want you to repeat after me - 'Please fuck my daughter.'"

There was a stretch of silence. Tension filled the air so thick that Gary's knife could have sliced right through it. He slowly turned the edge of the blade so that it was about to cut the skin on Rhonda's breast. That's when he heard it, a barely perceptible whisper. The teenage girl's voice.

"P-Please Master, fuck my pussy," Natalie murmured.

Master Gary poised the point of his knife above Rhonda's left nipple. "I can't hear you, little cunt."

"Please Master, fuck my pussy!" Natalie shouted.

Master Gary turned back to Rhonda's tear-streaked face. "And what do you say, Mama? Hmm?"

Rhonda choked back a sob. "Please Master, f-fuck my daughter."

The muscle-bound captor slowly drew the knife away and placed it carefully out of Rhonda's reach. "Good, you two may learn to be obedient fuck toys yet. Now that we're all in agreement about me giving your daughter a good, hard fuck, let's get started, shall we?" He pointed at Rhonda and then at Natalie for emphasis. "The entire time I want you two to repeat what I told each of you to say a moment ago. Beg for me to fuck your pussy, little one, and you, Mama, keep begging for me to rape your daughter. Do you understand? You keep saying it and don't stop until I tell you to. Got it?"

Both women nodded, tears leaking from their eyes. Now Master Gary settled in between Natalie's smooth thighs. He positioned the bulbous head of his rock-hard shaft, veins engorged, near the girl's swollen labia. His hand skimmed along the girl's smooth belly before framing the girl's open sex. "Look at me, Mama," he barked. "I want you to touch yourself. Fondle your pussy as you watch me rape your daughter. And LOOK at my cock as it enters her tiny cunt. I want you staring at it as it enters her tiny, helpless pussy for the very first time."

"Yes Master," Rhonda said mechanically. The mother couldn't believe this was happening. She was in shock. She also didn't want this brutal man to hurt either herself or her daughter with that nasty-looking combat knife, so she did exactly as he said. Rhonda began to finger herself, not that she could do much besides fake an arousal she didn't feel. Meanwhile...

"Please fuck my pussy Master," Natalie whimpered reluctantly.

Rhonda, staring helplessly and dejectedly at Gary's cock poised at the entrance to her daughter's sex, could only sullenly say, "Please Master, fuck my daughter."

The two women recited their appointed mantras as Master Gary started to ease his shaft forward. The soft folds of the girl beneath him were still wet from her mother's cunt-licking attentions. He watched the delicate face of Natalie clench up hard as he abruptly drove into her with one merciless thrust.

"OHHHH! Fuck! I'm balls-deep in your little bitch. She's a tight fit, Mama. Her pussy is welcoming my hard cock," Master Gary growled. With that, the ripped captor began to establish a brutal rhythm. His pelvis flew forward in a wild, primal series of thrusts, his cock spearing into Natalie's helpless snatch as if he owned her, body and soul. The constant smacks of their bodies joining together filled the room, all to the background 'music' of the teen girl's forced shouts.

"Master, please fuck my pussy. Yes Master, fuck me!" Natalie groaned, her body tense beneath him. Master Gary rolled up the bottom of his mask so that his mouth was exposed. He loomed over the girl before diving down, sucking on her ear lobe. He felt her nubile body squirming with his cock embedded so deep in her slippery wetness, and it drove him to new heights of lust. The girl's body was still so aroused from her mother's devastating attentions, and now, as he reached down between their joined bodies to press his fingers against the poor girl's clit, he felt her jerk beneath him.

"No, please stop!" Natalie moaned.

"What did I say, bitch? What should you be saying right now? Or do you want me to hurt you?"

"Do what he says, sweetie!" Rhonda said frantically.

With a pained, reluctant tone, the girl relented. Natalie's voice resumed reciting those demeaning words as she sighed, "Yes Master, please fuck my pussy. Please fuck me."

The next thirty minutes were hell for the Indian-American mother and her daughter. Rhonda had to watch as this sadistic man just fucked her daughter as hard and roughly as he could. She watched as his buttocks clenched up, all his muscles striving to penetrate the slender girl beneath him as the mattress shook, as the girl's young breasts jostled back and forth due to the awful force of those impalements. With her wrists tied behind her back, Natalie could do nothing but take that hard cock deep in her pussy. Her body even began to betray her a little as Master Gary laved her nipples with his tongue, occasionally reaching between their enjoined pubic muffs to rub dangerous sensations along her slit with his calloused fingers. His fingers made devastating caresses along her traitorous joy nub until she had no choice but to gradually respond, more and more. He would pull out of her all the way, only to slam his iron-hard shaft deep between her legs, his cock-head nearly hitting her cervix.

"Let's see if we can get you to CUM, little bitch. You want to cum on your rapist's cock, don't you?" As he said this, Master Gary just left the tip of his shaft inside the girl's moist cunt. With his fingers he began rubbing the girl's clitoris even as he made hard little thrusts, his cock teasing just the first few inches of her vagina. The combination of the sensations were actually slowly yet surely getting through to the 18-year-old girl. Natalie's pained mantra of 'Master please fuck my pussy' soon took on a decidedly less reluctant tone.

The girl was soon blushing. Her eyes met those of her mother. Rhonda saw the shame there, but also the unmistakable lust, those clashing feelings dovetailing into one awful, chaotic mix on her daughter's pretty face.

"Mom...!" The girl's breasts continued to jiggle as Master Gary's cock swept forward, sliding forcefully between her legs. "Mom...please make him stop," Natalie groaned, but the tone of arousal in her voice couldn't be denied. The tip of Master Gary's shaft was soon getting soaked in her slickening folds. Without even realizing it, Natalie had started to gently thrust her sex onto the uppermost part of Gary's cock as his fingers did their devoted work, stroking and caressing the girl's joy button with a firm, oddly tender care.

"Ooohhhhh...please no!" Natalie wailed.

"What do you say, bitch!? Those aren't the right words."

"Please Master, fuck my pussy!" Natalie cried out, surrendering. And at that exact moment, his fingers grazed her clitoris at the perfect angle. She felt an explosion of pleasure rip through her core, her body's spasms making her cunt clench up hard on the tip of Master Gary's penis. Natalie's hands clenched up in a white-knuckled grip beneath her ass right as the orgasm sent her flying over a cliff.

"AAAAHHHH OH GOD! OHHHHH!!" She flooded the sheets with her fluids, coming hard as her nipples beaded up into little pink buds. Master Gary watched the beautiful girl thrashing and trembling, her breasts heaving in the throes of orgasm. She rode out the orgasm as it lasted and lasted, so prolonged, her cunt squeezing madly around his dick, until he couldn't hold back. He began fucking her. He ripped his mask off, kissing her with a brutal, passionate possessiveness.

Rhonda sat there, her fingers rubbing zealously against her own sex, watching her daughter's rape. She was, as obscene as it sounded, faintly turned on by the sight...though she hated, hated herself for it. Her primal self had no choice but to admit it though...that this man was all male, all hard, jagged angles and ripped muscles. He was a specimen that any cavewoman of humanity's early days would have seen as a prime partner for procreation.

The older woman watched as Master Gary mauled her daughter's face, bruising her lips with his. Natalie was in a mixed delirium of pleasure and agony as her aching breasts felt the crush of Gary's weight, her aching cunt stretched by the punishing thrusts of his penis fully elongated and aroused. She couldn't do much except lie there and accept her fate, so she did, moaning as Master Gary kissed her and fucked her as if she was just a sexy piece of ass that he now fully owned.

"Uhh.. uhhh.. uhhh! You like that, bitch? You like the feel of your Master's cock? Answer me."

"Y-yes," Natalie panted. "Please keep fucking me."

Master Gary chuckled, aware of Natalie's nipples pebbled up against his chest as he seesawed in and out of her in a flurry of hard fucks.

"You see, Mama? Your daughter really is a whore. She's turned on. She LOVES being raped by a real man." Master Gary kept pounding her even as he turned to look at Rhonda. "Now I'll make you another deal. You want me to CUM inside your little girl, hmm?"

Rhonda automatically shouted, "No! Please don't. You might get her pregnant!"

Master Gary grinned. "That's what I thought you'd say. Tell you what, if you can finger yourself to an orgasm in the next few minutes, before I burst in your daughter's snatch, then I'll cum all over your daughter's face instead. Does that seem fair?"

The mother knew that 'fair' had nothing to do with it, and whatever this sick freak's promises were, he couldn't be trusted. But she had to try. She had to hope that he might honor it. What else could she do?

"Ok, ok!" Rhonda huffed. "I'll do it." She closed her eyes, imagining her husband Malachai, the girls' father. She rubbed her clit feverishly, pumping her pussy with two fingers simultaneously and envisioning Malachai's cock thrusting up inside her, deep into her core, his loving arms around her, his velvet-soft voice in her mind saying 'I love you.'

It was all Rhonda could do to even begin making progress toward reaching climax. She had to, for her daughter's sake. She didn't want her youngest daughter getting impregnated so young. Even if they eventually got away from this sick monster, it might be days, weeks, before they got their freedom. She didn't want Natalie to have to get rid of the baby, if she did get pregnant...that would scar her too, and the mother would do anything to protect her daughter.

"Uhhhh!" Rhonda moaned, her fluids trickling down her fingers. She was getting there. Oh god. Rhonda finger-fucked herself harder now, her cunt muscles starting to twitch as the arousal in her core surged to a fiery intensity that promised an orgasm on the horizon. Meanwhile she ignored the constant sounds of Master Gary's body slapping hard into Natalie's slim figure, the girl's cunt stuffed full with each pulverizing fuck.

"Uhh!! Better hurry, Mama. Your daughter's cunt is milking my balls. This little pussy wants a lot of gooey cum deposited DEEP inside her, I think. Maybe I'll oblige her. Isn't that right, little one?"

Natalie's once-innocent face was contorted with a desperate 'No' that was tainted and contradicted by the arousal surging through her veins. She whimpered as he kept fucking her, losing her mind more and more to the throes of primal need, feminine desire...until she felt as if she'd been reduced to just her primal feminine yearning to be filled with hard cock...to be fucked and dominated.

"Ohhh god," Natalie cooed.

"I'm your god now, little bitch. This cock is what you'll worship from now on, as my permanent sex slave for as long as I choose to let you and your Mama live," Master Gary growled. He thrust deep inside her, so deep, a violent, pulverizing penetration that left only his swelling balls showing. Then he erupted inside her in the same moment that Rhonda's fingers triggered her own intense climax.

"OOOHHHH GOD! I'm CUMMMING!" Rhonda moaned. She looked down, shuddering and convulsing as cunt cream streamed down her fingers and wet the sheets. But she was too late. Her expression of sated pleasure quickly deteriorated into horror as she saw Master Gary's body flush against her daughter's pussy. He was groaning, a long, plaintive sound as millions of eager sperm surged through the girl's cunt. Natalie squealed as a mini-orgasm joined the sensations of hot sperm shooting deep in her snatch, until suddenly Master Gary's lips stifled the girl's cry. He kept kissing the beautiful girl until his cock finished twitching, nestled inside her sticky-wet folds. Slowly, with a sigh of satisfaction, the rapist drew out of the teenage girl. He looked down at her pussy, a sloppy cream-pie, those swollen pussy lips oozing with so much seed.

He turned to the mother. Rhonda's face had frozen into an expression of horror and disbelief as she looked at her daughter's ruined sex. Now Master Gary climbed over to Rhonda on the bed.

"Not bad, Mama. You had some fun there too, didn't you? But you were just a little too late. Don't worry, I've got a consolation prize for you. You get to lick your daughter's juices off my dick."

Rhonda closed her eyes and begged with every fiber of her being.

"P-please Master, y-you've had your way with us. You've humiliated us beyond anything I can ever imagine. Please...when will you let me and my daughters go?"

Master Gary stroked the woman's cheek before giving her a deceptively mild kiss. He left the woman kneeling on the bed and crawled back over to the daughter. He framed the girl's cunt with his hands once more.

"Open your eyes, Mama. Look at what I did to your sexy little girl."

Rhonda opened her eyes, although now they were swimming with tears. She couldn't believe it. It looked like a gallon of cum had seeped from her daughter's torn-up pussy onto the bed.

"Please," she croaked. "When will you let us go?"

For the first time, Rhonda took note of the details of her captor's face, now that he'd discarded his mask. His face had a rough yet symmetrical look that could be called handsome in a rugged way, with a neatly trimmed black beard flecked with silver. There was a sadistic kind of charisma in those mesmerizing, unholy glacier-blue eyes.

"You've both seen my face now. I can't ever let you cunts go free. Get used to your new life, Mama. At least you and your daughters can be together. Count your blessings."

Rhonda tried to believe this was a nightmare she'd wake up from as Master Gary pulled her forward.

"Now open up, Mama. Time to taste your daughter's pussy-nectar on my dick." She opened, letting him fill her mouth with his cock, half-heartedly sucking, then more enthusiastically slurping on it despite the strange cocktail of flavors. The big-breasted woman gripped the base of Gary's huge dick, pumping it to even more impressive rigidity in her hands as she began to zealously suck and please him. In the back of her mind, she thought of Malachai. Surely her husband had called the police and someone was looking for them? She had to hope that they would find this monster and rescue them. In the meantime, she wondered if she shouldn't just obey him like a mindless puppet. Part of her wanted to numb herself to all emotions for the sake of her own sanity. Yet when it came to her beloved girls, such a thing wasn't possible. She couldn't take seeing poor Natalie tormented by this vile beast of a man. Now, as Master Gary caressed her large breasts, the mother pumped her mouth up and down that re-invigorated cock even more ardently, tasting the fluids from her daughter's aroused sex mingled with the unmistakable tang of jism.

"Ohhh, Mama, you're learning. That's a good bitch, show your daughter what true cock-sucking should be. Get ready to take a full load of my baby-making cream. Uh...oh, yes, keep sucking, whore. You were born to suck cock. Ohh! Ahh! Ugh!!"

Master Gary's hands reached up, holding Rhonda's tresses back as she gurgled loudly, her mouth impaled so far onto his cock that her nose pressed into his groin. She groaned as he erupted in her mouth. The fresh burst of cum shot into the back of throat, and she came up sputtering as strings of splooge drifted like silly string from her lips.

"Such a well-behaved bitch. Now come over here and give your daughter a sloppy kiss." Master Gary grabbed the back of Rhonda's neck and dragged the naked woman over to her daughter, forcing her to straddle the teen girl's prone form as he pressed their faces together.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart," Rhonda groaned as her lips descended to her daughter's face.

With a sigh of resignation, Natalie opened her mouth and swept her tongue out to meet her mom's. Their lips met in a gooey kiss. Meanwhile Natalie and her mom were all too aware of their breasts crushed together as Master Gary pressed a firm hand to the back of Rhonda's skull and told them to keep kissing. Deftly, he yanked Rhonda's arms back and tied her wrists behind her back before pressing his hand to the back of her head once more.

"That's it, sluts. Show me how much you love each other. Share my spunk between your tongues. You kiss each other like it might be your last time ever seeing each other. Ah, now this is very sexy, very hot." Master Gary watched, his flaccid cock jerking back to a measure of life. He let the girls keep kissing for a while and then slid his hand down from the back of Rhonda's skull to the nape of her neck, yanking her backward. He made her sit up so that her voluptuous breasts were in full view of her daughter.