Chapter 2
Melba took a big spoonful of her oatmeal. Then, after swallowing down a huge gulp, she dug in once more.
But this time when she raised the spoon the target was not her own mouth, but that of her daughter's.
Melba had to spoon-feed her daughter, Lucretia, because she was tied, hand and foot, to the kitchen chair.
"Be sure to swallow down all of your oatmeal, dear."
It was an enormous portion that her mother stuffed in Lucretia's mouth.
She had to strain her jaws all the way open to accept it. This was getting to be a habit. Every morning for the past week her mother had tied her to the chair.
It was unusual for her mother to hold a grudge for so long. Melba had been doing this to her daughter ever since she hit twelve, three years ago.
It was the only way that Melba could think of to teach her daughter discipline so that she would remain pure. There were so many tramps running around these days.
Melba Vaxen was determined to not have her daughter meet that kind of fate. That's why she was stern with her, and bound her hands and feet to a chair.
Then, every morning for the past week she had to feed her like a little baby. She watched her daughter down the huge morsel of food and prepared another.
"Open the hatch real wide. Here's more for you."
"No, I just had some ... mmmmmmfffff," another spoonful was stuffed in her mouth. "Mnunrnffffuurrrrrrfffllll," she muttered. "Now, shut up and eat. Or I'll leave you there all day."
Lucretia's mother wasn't kidding. She had done that once before, left Lucretia bound by her hands and feet to the kitchen chair just like now.
She dutifully swallowed the lump of oatmeal and opened her mouth wide so that another one could be stuffed in her mouth. Some leaked out of her lips.
She did her best to please her mother. Otherwise there was no telling how long her punishment could last. It had already been a very long week.
As Lucretia ate heartily, her Uncle Medley came down to the breakfast table. Her uncle was a slob. He came downstairs to eat without any pants on.
"Dammit, Medley, you could at least put your pants on."
Uncle Medley scratched his balls and sat down to the table.
"What for? Are we expecting company? What day is it, anyway?"
"It's Saturday. And you promised that you would mow the lawn."
"Did I promise that? Oh, how silly of me to suggest it."
"Well, you're not going back on your word. You're going to do it."
Uncle did not answer. He grinned at his bound up niece who was beginning to struggle in her bonds. His eyes glittered as he watched her, his cock hardening.
"For God's sake. Medley, don't be a pig. Control yourself."
Medley kept on grinning. He reached his hand underneath the table and found Melba's. Then he took it and gingerly placed it on his rising stanchion.
"I told you to cut that shit out, didn't I, Medley?"
When Melba pulled her hand away from his half hard cock, Medley simply refused to let it fluster him. He just reached a hand to Lucretia's bared cunt.
"And don't bother Lucretia, either. You pervert, you."
"Melba, go take a flying fuck, will you. Go to hell."
There was nothing on this blessed earth that could upset Melba more than when Medley gave her flack. She bolted from her chair and picked up her spatula.
She raised it high, and without saying a word, the scowl on her face describing her real feelings, she hauled off and belted him right across the face.
Instantly, a red welt sprung up on Medley's emblazoned face cheek. He was stunned and hurt. A big tear began forming in the corner of his eye.
"What on earth did you go and do that for, Melba honey."
"Because you're nothing but a dirty old man, damn you."
"But you didn't have to hurt me like that. God almighty."
"Aunt Velda will be here any minute. You better straighten up."
"Do you want me to put my pants on, Melba dear?"
"No, Aunt Velda likes your dick. Leave them off-but one thing."
"And what's that, Melba dear, oh flower of love in my life."
"Don't ever call me dear. It's sickening the way you say it."
Calling his sister 'dear' was the only way he had of getting back.
"Okay, I promise to be good when Velda gets here."
"Your cock better be in good shape today. Did you jerk off?"
"No, I made sure to abstain to have everything for her."
"Well, you finally did something right for a change. Unbelievable."
While Melba berated Medley, she kept stuffing food into Lucretia's mouth. Wet gobs of fresh oatmeal hung off her chin and fell on her tits.
There was something in the fact of being bound up that worked on Lucretia's clit. Her mother loved to tie her up while she was naked. She liked her tits.
Lucretia was lucky enough to have been endowed with her mother's fine sized breasts. She was barely fifteen and the nodules were firm and proud on her chest.
As her mother kept shoveling load after load of hot oatmeal inside her jaws, her clit began tingling and a warm glow suffused over her open gash.
Lucretia could not understand why it made her so fucking hot to be tied up this way. Every time it happened the juices streamed freely out of her cunt.
Already her seat was soaked with her hot cunt dew.
"I can't believe the little tart had the nerve to come."
"Let me give her a good whipping, Melba. I'll do it good."
"You'll tan the ass clear off her if I let you, you brute."
Medley shut up for he did not want to be cracked with that spatula again. When Melba had the rag on she could be a very surly character indeed.
"How about just a light spanking then. I'll be gentle."
Lucretia began to shift in her seat as he said that.
"Don't let him hurt me, mommy. Oh please-Help me."
"You shut up, child. You deserve whatever's coming."
"What do you say, Melba, let me at her for just five minutes."
Melba thought it over carefully in her head. Perhaps if she allowed Medley to have at the young cherub for a while it would loosen things up for when Velda came.
"All right. But don't mark her. Leave it for Velda."
"Come one, you little tart. Over my knee with you."
The bonds were unfastened and Lucretia was free. For a split moment she thought of trying to escape, then decided against it. It was always useless.
She had tried it many times before. And all that did for her was seal her fate all the more. When they caught her, the beatings were more intense.
Lucretia was really sorry about the way her life had gone. She had always been told by the grown ups that when she was little she was absolutely darling.
But as she had grown older it seemed to her that she had become uglier. She blamed her mother for that. She always kept her tied up in the house.
She always said that men were no good. They were all like her father. Lucretia's father had run away right after she had been born. Lucretia had never seen him.
"Okay, I'm ready Melba. Bring her over to me."
Melba saw Medley over by the couch. He was sitting there with his legs spread wide so that his rising cock had plenty of room to swell up and grow.
He was still naked, except for his house slippers. There were flecks of drool beginning to roll off his tongue and then off his lips. Medley was clearly aroused.
Lucretia was scared shit. Her dirty blonde hair hung loosely on her shoulders and began to soak with sweat. Her pretty face was flushed a deep red.
"Don't let him hurt me mother. Oh please, help me."
"This is what you get for jerking off without permission." Lucretia hadn't meant to jerk off without her mother's permission. It was just that she was so fucking horny all the time. She had gotten the idea from Medley.
She had come home from school and went directly to her room as she was ordered to do every day. How was she to know that her mother was spying on her?
She had passed the living room on the way upstairs and had seen Uncle Medley snapping his sausage right there on the couch. Watching him had made her horny. ' So, when she went to her room the first thing she did was to take off all of her clothes and begin to strum her throbbing clit quite vigorously.
But all of a sudden, just as her face was contorted in an expression of blissful ecstasy, her mother came bursting into the room catching her red handed.
She had been punished the entire week for that transgression.
Her mother tied her up every day, and stuffed her with food.
"Come over here, you horny devil, and get what you deserve."
It was nice to be finally free of her bonds. Her wrists and ankles were quite sore from being bitten into by the strong cord for over three hours.
Now, she brought herself over to her lecherously grinning uncle whose cock was about to assume a full-fledged erection. Uncle Medley really had a big cock.
She didn't know this because she had compared it to any one else's cock-heaven forbid-but because Aunt Velda always commented on how huge it was.
She went to her uncle and stood there innocently with a finger in her mouth. She honestly didn't know what her next move was to be. Her uncle decided for her.
He grabbed her by one arm, causing her ample jugs to jiggle wildly for a brief moment, and thrust her upon his lap. The sight of her sweet ass inflamed him.
"Her ass never ceases to give me an instant hard on."
Just to make sure he wasn't lying, Melba reached a hand underneath her daughter and felt Uncle Medley's prick. It was true. It was hard as a rock!
Lucretia could feel the throbbing pole pressing against her belly. This was perhaps, the hundredth spanking of her life. Her relatives always spanked her.
The spankings had stopped hurting her years ago. Now, whenever she was spanked, her cunt got real hard and her little nipples became engorged with blood.
After a while, she began to love the feeling of her little ass being beaten a crimson red. Sometimes, the hard slapping even caused her a modicum of pleasure.
Her cunt would be burning in an intense state of passion. Every time Uncle Medley's beefy paw fell on her meaty globes, a luscious spasm pulsed through her.
She felt her uncle running his hands over her smooth flesh as he prepared to do her damage. He squeezed and kneaded her flesh, and dug his nails in.
"She has a marvelous ass. Too bad I must spank it."
"Yes," said Melba, "it is too bad indeed. But it must be done."
Melba held her daughter's legs in place while Medley's hand raised up to deliver the first searing blow. When it hit home, Lucretia yelped in pain.
"Owwww! Please, uncle, go easy. It hurts so much."
When his palm hit one of her wonderful globes, a sound like a clap of thunder echoed throughout the living room. His cock lurched from the searing effect of it.
Lucretia could feel that cock become bone hard as it pressed against her belly after Uncle Medley's first blow cracked home. Her cunt began burning.
It had that familiar edge to it that had occurred countless times before. Every time her uncle laid into her flesh, she got passionately hot against her will.
She felt her uncle lovingly paw her emblazoned buttock as he inspected the results of his work. He watched the red handprint spring up with bulging eyes.
Then, before she could take another breath, two more blows of his heavy palm fell upon her stricken flesh. Lucretia cried out from the excruciating pain.
She wanted to lift herself up from his lap and go run and hide somewhere. But her mother's grip upon her ankles was firm and steady. She was locked in place.
Uncle Medley did not stop to inspect his work. He was inflamed from his spanking of the young vixen and felt it necessary to do her more damage.
His cock throbbed unmercifully and demanded satisfaction. The only way he could achieve that satisfaction was to make mincemeat of Lucretia's young flesh.
He slapped her blazing ass cheeks with all the strength his formidable form could muster. He did not stop until he was out of breath and exhausted from the effort.
When he was finished, Lucretia's fine ass mounds blazed in fury. Each buttock shined forth like a red light bulb. The sight was inflaming to all present.
The blows had plowed into Lucretia with such fury and intensity, that the poor thing had no time to cry out and express the terrible pain that she was in.
Not only her ass ached, but her whole body was racked with painful convulsions. But there was no getting around the fact her ass was the most painful part of all.
She felt like her whole consciousness was emanating from her ass. She could think of nothing but the pain that seared through it. Finally, she cried out.
It was a good ten seconds or so after Medley had stopped to rest himself that she drew up enough strength to express herself. Her cries did not elicit any pity.
She knew from former experience that it made no difference whether she begged for mercy or not. Sometimes, her agonized cries only incensed them all the more.
It was better for one to keep one's mouth shut while the exercise of torture was underway. It was a hopeless position made more hopeless by her sentiments.
She could tell that her ass must look like it was on fire. Her mother had let go of her legs for she had sensed that the last beating had broken her spirit.
She joined Medley in caressing her stricken buttocks, and watching as the red flesh turned white from their pawing hands. The sight was inflaming to both.
Just as a sense of the terrible pain was beginning to ebb from her, a second attack was commenced. After each searing blow she let out a high-pitched squeak.
She was reaching that point where she no longer felt the pain, but each stimulating blow hit her brain's pleasure center, and sent her spasming in pleasure convulsions.
Whenever she reached that point, it was instantly ascertained by her tormentors and set to work against her. They both joined together in her torture.
Lucretia could feel alternating blows of first her mother's hand, and then Medley's as they laid fresh blows upon her beaten flank. Lucretia gasped in heat.
"Now you've got her. Medley, she's all worked up."
"I told you that you had a little slut for a daughter, Melba."
"I beg you, please, have mercy on your own flesh and blood."
But just the mere mention of flesh and blood was enough to trigger the two perverted grown ups into beginning a new assault upon her. They were merciless.
Melba and Medley both noted, as they laid into her flesh (each taking care of one buttock), that there was no need for either one of them to hold Lucretia's legs down.
The girl was willingly taking their hearty beating in her passionate stride. They had spanked her so many times, and enjoyed it, that Lucretia herself enjoyed it.
The could see how her hairless gash had flowered open as a result of her rising heat, caused only by their fevered work upon her ripe ass cheeks.
The more they hit her the hotter she became. Lucretia pressed her body downward so that her belly could rub against her uncle's hard cock more firmly.
If she was a good girl, there was a good chance that her uncle would fuck her. That was only if her mother was not hot enough to suck him off.
Unfortunately, this was one of those occasions when Melba was obviously fired up from the spanking. She felt her mother's hand search out Medley's cock.
Medley stopped beating the firm ass buns once he felt Melba latch onto his rock hard and hot pole. Then he busied himself kneading the hot, stricken flesh.
Lucretia could only moan in heat from the effect of the beating and her mother's lusty groping for her uncle's cock. She would dearly love to suck it herself.
But, if she was lucky, her mother would allow her to jerk off while she drew out come from Uncle Medley's palpitating prick. This was just such an occasion.
Lucretia was pulled off her uncle's lap and immediately her mother's hot mouth snapped his throbbing tool between her sucking lips. Lucretia spread her own legs.
She rested her back against the bottom of the lounge chair while she sat on the floor, slightly raised so as to not agitate her already naming buttocks.
Then, as her mother's mouth took all of the rock hard member deep inside it, Lucretia twiddled her aching clit and strummed her cunt with her plunging fingers.
She took two of them and drove them deep inside her, massaging her soppy cunt well with her probing digits. She could see her uncle staring at her gaping cunt.
Not an inch of his cock was visible. All of it was buried inside her mother's mouth. She saw her mother's hands carefully squeezing and pinching the scrotum sac.
As her mouth engulfed Medley's pole, her fingers played with his nuggets-first, together and then, individually. Lucretia finger fucked herself faster.
Suddenly she saw her mother's head jolt backward and knew that the first spurt of Uncle Medley's steamy load had burst into her mouth like a geyser.
"She saw her mother draw in her cheeks and suck heartily on the tool, determined to elicit the last drop of white hot baby batter from his palpitating balls.
All the while Melba drew out his come. Medley watched his niece bring herself to the brink of passion. Her darling young face was flushed a beet red color.
Her fingers were wet from her own dew as they raced maddeningly in and out of her nearly hairless gash. His cock kept coming in thick, heavy gobs.
He could see a few thick flecks of come forming on Melba's lip corners as his fiery load released itself. His eyes never left Lucretia's gaping cunt.
"Ooooo, I'm coming. Mother, may I come, please."
"Spread your legs wider, so we can see your dew running out."
Lucretia obediently complied with the order. She opened her legs as far apart as they would go. She felt the cool air brush against her hot cunt meat.
Her clit was tingling to the point of vibrating and a warm glow was beginning to overtake her. She looked at her nipples and saw that they were swollen hard.
Her brown eyes rolled in her head as her orgasm rocketed through her. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead and her expression was locked on her face.
"She's pretty when she comes. Isn't she, Melba?"
"You just better have enough left for Velda. Medley."
Leave it to Melba to destroy his good time. Not only had he had the good fortune to get off a good spanking on Lucretia's buns, but he had come a ton too.
If Velda was in fine form today there was no reason why he couldn't get it up all day. He hoped that Velda was in one of her more decadent moods of hers.
They watched as the last vibration of pleasure rang through the youngster sitting spread-eagled on the floor. Her orgasm was exquisite, and enticing to watch.
Their attention was distracted when out of the blue the doorbell rang. Immediately, Lucretia stood herself up.
It was too early for it to be Aunt Velda. Perhaps she was so horny that she couldn't resist coming over early.
"Medley, get your pants on quick and answer that."
Medley was happy to oblige. It was always a time of good cheer whenever Velda came to call. She was probably the most decadent of the three of them.
"Velda, when the moment was right, was capable of anything. Lucretia. to every one's amusement, feared her like the devil. And it was no wonder why this was true.
Velda had caused the poor girl a considerable bit of pain in her day. She had tied her up in every conceivable position and had tortured the piss out of her.
Medley snuck a peek out the window blind before answering the door. By God, it wasn't Velda standing outside the door. It was some precious young thing!
She looked to be about as old as Lucretia, but she was ten times prettier. Medley's mouth began to water merely from the sight of her long, red hair.
Not only was she a beautiful darling of an urchin, but she was dressed quite vivaciously as well. She had on tight designer jeans that gripped her buttocks firmly.
"Melba. come over here and get a look at this, will ya?"
Melba was intensely curious to see what he was talking about.
All the while he had been by the window, Melba had noticed that he was strangely leering outside. His spent cock was even beginning to show signs of stirring.
"What the fuck has you so worked up any way, Medley?"
She bobbed her head just over Medley's to get a look. Now she could see what had caught his eye. What a delicious young cherub stood inches away from them outside their door. She rang the bell one more time.
"You better answer it, Melba, before she goes away."
"We have to think of a reason for inviting her in."
"Look, there's two other girls over by the tree."
Melba fastened her eyes upon them. There was another young darling who had a fabulous mane of blonde hair. And the second girl there had peculiarly large tits.
"I think they're selling something door to door."
"I think you're right. Lucretia, go get dressed."
"Why, is Aunt Velda outside or something like that?"
"No, it's even better."