Chapter 6
The bed was one of those huge four-poster kinds. Vicky had been stripped naked and had been tied spread-eagled on her back. It wasn't very comfortable, and it was cold. The room was empty except for her. Finally, the door opened. Vicky was surprised by who walked in. Diane came in wearing nothing but a sheer blue nightgown that barely reached to her thighs. It was obvious she had nothing else on underneath. She looked shocked when she saw her mother there.
"Diane," Vicky said. "What have they done to you? Where have they been keeping you?"
"Not you, Mother," Diane said.
"What do you mean? What are you talking about? Why do you look so sick? What have they done to you?"
Diane wouldn't answer. She kept staring at her mother as if she were in shock. Vicky struggled to free herself from the ropes so she could help her daughter. But the ropes were just too tight. She suddenly wondered how many other women had been tied up like this on this same bed.
Diane moved closer and sat down on the edge of the bed. Vicky couldn't understand the look on her face. Her daughter looked dazed. She wondered if they had drugged her.
"Untie me," Vicky said. "Untie me. Maybe we can think of a way out of here."
"There's no way out of here," Diane said. "Don't you understand that yet? Don't you understand that they're watching us with cameras even right now?"
Vicky shuddered as she looked around the room. No wonder she had gotten the feeling that someone was watching her. It seemed even worse than all of the other things that had happened to her. Men she couldn't see were watching her.
"Untie me," Vicky said again.
"I can't," Diane said.
"Why the hell not?"
"Because I'm afraid of them," Diane answered. "I do what they tell me to do, and I don't struggle. They hurt you if you struggle."
Vicky understood. All the strength had been broken out of her daughter. The girl had nothing left. She would just do as she was told. Vicky suddenly started wondering exactly what it was her daughter had been told to do. Why is she tied up like this and why has she been sent into the room? The woman suddenly started to get a bad feeling.
"Didn't they tell you what was going to happen?" Diane asked.
"No "
"Sometimes men like to look at two women fucking together. I'm supposed to make you enjoy it."
"Oh no, Diane," Vicky said. "That's sick. You can't do it."
"I have to do it," Diane said.
Vicky suddenly started pulling savagely at her ropes, but there was no way she was going to get free. Diane just kept looking at her sadly and shaking her head.
"Don't worry, Mother," Diane said. "It won't hurt. You'll enjoy it. They've already done it to me and I ended up enjoying it. It's not so bad."
"But you're my daughter," Vicky protested.
"I'm a woman," Diane said. "I've grown. up in the past days. I'm a woman now!"
Diane stood up and pulled her nightgown over her head. Vicky gasped. She didn't remember her daughter's body being so lush. Her tits were huge, round and firm. Her nipples were already poking out invitingly.
"You can't do this to me," Vicky said.
Diane didn't answer. She was already getting into the bed with Vicky. Vicky started turning and twisting, but she couldn't escape the ropes. She couldn't go far. Her daughter's hot breath blew against her face. The girl's lush body pressed gently against hers.
"Don't fight it, Mother," Diane said. "There's nothing you can do. There's nothing anybody can do."
Diane started kissing Vicky on the cheek, but she kept turning her face from one side to the other to avoid the girl's lips. Finally, the girl grabbed a thick handful of her mother's hair and jerked her face straight up. She bent down and kissed her on her lips. She moved her tongue around Vicky's face and then down to her throat. Vicky knew where that tongue was going, and knew she had to stop her. Her tits were just too sensitive.
"Don't do that, baby," Vicky begged. "Don't suck me there. I go crazy when that happens. Please don't do that."
But Diane wasn't listening. Her tongue was moving down her mother's body, and the woman was feeling her hot breath blowing against her titties. She couldn't do anything except struggle to be free, and already, she was getting rope burns on her arms. All she could do was keep begging her daughter to stop even though she was sure the girl would not.
"Such big, beautiful tits," Diane said softly. "I bet you do love to have them kissed. I bet Daddy used to chew on them!"
Diane's tongue gently slid across one nipple, and Vicky moaned with pleasure and outrage. Diane kept gently rubbing her tongue back and forth against her mother's hard nipple, and her mother kept moaning with hot pleasure. There was nothing she could do to stop her.
"You're making me crazy," she moaned. "Oh damn, stop that!"
Then Diane's mouth gently opened, and she scraped her teeth across Vicky's hard nipple, and Vicky was no longer sure she wanted her to stop. It felt so damned good. The girl's mouth opened a little wider, and she was gently sucking her mother's titty inside her mouth. She was letting her teeth scrape across the sensitive tit-flesh, causing her mother to start burning all over.
"You can't do that to me," Vicky moaned. "You can't do it, baby. I'm your mother. Don't do that!"
Diane started moving her lips from one ripe tit to the other. Her teeth nipped at Vicky's tender titty-flesh, and she let her tongue rub across her hard nipple as she opened her mouth to suck in more titty. Vicky kept feeling her daughter's silken red hair falling all over her titties, causing shiverish excitement.
"You shouldn't be doing this, baby," Vicky moaned. "Oh baby, you shouldn't do it!"
Diane showed no intention of stopping. Her mouth was making sucking noises as she sucked at her mother's titties. Already Vicky's tits were covered with her daughter's saliva. She was starting to feel a slight itch in her cunt, and though she didn't want to feel it, the itch kept getting worse.
Diane's fingers started moving down Vicky's belly. Vicky tried to move away from those fingers, but it did no good. Diane's fingers touched at the thick pussy hair between Vicky's legs.
"This is sick!" Vicky screamed. "You're my daughter. This is fucking sick!"
"I'm going to make you feel really good," Diane said.
Diane's fingers started moving back and forth across Vicky's cunthairs. The woman shivered as she tried to pull her thighs tightly together, but her daughter's fingers kept gently stroking her cunthairs.
"Please stop that!" she begged.
Diane bent her head and started savagely chewing on one of Vicky's titties. A shiver went through Vicky, and she could no longer keep her legs together. She spread her thighs, and Diane's stroking fingers moved between them.
"Oh no," Vicky groaned. "Oh shit!"
Diane started moving her fingers up and down at the entrance to Vicky's cunt. Vicky had never felt anything like it. A man's fingers always felt slightly rough. Diane's fingers felt gentle and probing. Vicky opened her legs wider, and her daughter's two fingers slowly entered her cunt.
"Oh, damn it," Vicky moaned.
Vicky's ass was already moving in response to her daughter's probing fingers. There was no sense in pretending that she no longer liked it. Her pussy had turned into a hot fuck hole only seconds after Diane had started fingering her.
Diane worked another finger up into Vicky's cunt. She moved three fingers around inside her hot cunthole, sending shivers up and down the woman's spine. Then Diane's fingers found her clitty and made her scream with pleasure.
"You do like it, mom," Diane said. "They knew you would. You're a hot-blooded woman, and you can't control yourself."
She wanted to control herself. She wanted to stop this while she still could. But the ropes kept her down, and she was fast approaching the point of no return.
Diane kept brushing her fingers back and forth across her hard clitty while she sucked hard at her titties. Vicky started moving a little more quickly in response to Diane's fingers, and she suddenly realized that she was out of control. She wouldn't have stopped now if she had the chance.
"Fuck me with your fingers," she moaned. "Fuck me with your fucking fingers. Oh shit, baby!"
Diane suddenly stopped stabbing with her fingers. Vicky kept twisting around, but she couldn't get her daughter to move again. She was so close. Already she felt the juices dripping from her cunt. Her heart was hammering wildly. It suddenly didn't matter about those cameras. She would do anything to keep those fingers moving.
"Don't stop, baby," she moaned. "Keep finger-fucking me. Keep doing that to me."
"I've got to do something else," Diane said.
"That feels good enough, baby," Vicky said. "Oh, do that to me some more."
She wasn't even thinking about what else her daughter had to do. She didn't think about it until she saw her daughter's head going down on her. She could see the girl's red hair moving down her belly, and she felt her hot breath blowing against her thighs.
"What are you going to do?" Vicky asked.
"I'm going to eat you, Mother," Diane said. "I'm going to eat your pussy. It's what they want."
"No!" Vicky screamed.
It was already too late to stop. Vicky knew that. She couldn't help but enjoy the hot breath blowing against her thighs and pussy lips. Neither could she help responding to the wet lips pressed against her thighs.
"You shouldn't," Vicky said softly.
"You don't really want me to stop," Diane said.
It was true. She didn't want her daughter to stop. She spread her legs as her daughter's face moved up between her creamy thighs. The girl blew her hot breath up against her pussy lips. Vicky was slowly going crazy. Diane slipped her hands underneath her mother's ass and lifted her up. Her tongue started moving up and down at the entrance to her cunt.
Vicky was wetting her daughter's tongue with her fuck. juice. She couldn't stand it. It felt so good. She wished she could reach down and grab her daughter's head.
"Go ahead, baby," Vicky moaned. "Put your tongue in my cunt. Go ahead and eat my pussy!"
There was only a moment's hesitation on Diane's part. Then she slid her tongue up into her mother's waiting fuck box. Her mother went crazy. She started twisting all over the bed as soon as she felt her daughter's tongue. Her ass started lifting up off the bed.
"Oh shit, I love it," Vicky moaned. "I know it's wrong, but I can't help it. I love it!"
She started bouncing up and down a little more as her daughter started exploring all of the inside of her cunt. She couldn't stop her daughter from doing whatever she wanted. She spread her legs a little wider as the girl's thrusting tongue started brushing against her hard clitty.
"Oh shit yeah!" Vicky screamed. "Fuck me with your tongue. Fuck me with your hot tongue. Fuck me with your tongue. Oh shit!"
Diane stabbed her finger up into Vicky's asshole as her tongue started savagely thrusting in and out of her cunt. Vicky knew she couldn't hold back. The wicked spasms had already started in her body. Her ass was lifting high off the bed as she pushed her cunt against her daughter's face.
"Eat me, baby!" she screamed. "Eat my pussy. It feels so good when you eat my cunt. I'm coming! I'M FUCKING COMING!"
She knew she should be ashamed of herself that her daughter could make her come this way. She knew she was going to be sick later on. But at that moment, all she could feel was pleasure. It was like she climbed a big mountain and then fell off. It made her feel tense and excited all over. Finally, she sighed as the last pleasure spasm went through her. Her body relaxed.
"Oh shit," she said. "I never thought my own daughter could make me feel that way."
"And it's not over yet," Diane said.
"What do you mean?"
"You still have to eat me. I got hot eating your cunt. Now you have to eat mine."
Vicky was staring at her daughter in horror. How could the girl expect her to do anything like that?
"I'm still your mother, and you'll obey me," Vicky said. "I'm not going to do anything like that. You just forget about that."
"I'm sorry, Mother," Diane said. "It's what they want. And right now, it's what I need!"
Vicky was sure her daughter couldn't force her to do anything like that, but the girl was growing very inventive. She moved up the bed and straddled her mother. Her cunt was rubbing against the woman's tits and leaving a wet trail of fuck juice.
Vicky could only lay there and watch. Diane's body did look lush and exciting. Her nipples were hard points, and she groaned as she played with her tits. She moved her hands down her body almost to her cunt.
"You're going to eat my pussy," Diane said.
"No!"
Diane moved up suddenly and caught Vicky's face between her thighs. She settled down quickly, and Vicky was smothered by the sight and smell of her daughter's cunt. Vicky struggled to move her face, but she realized she was getting slowly choked to death by cunt.
Diane moved at the last moment and let Vicky gasp for breath. Then she settled down again and had her gasping for breath once again. Diane lifted up a second time.
"Eat my cunt, Mother," she said. "Eat my pussy, or you're going to smother to death!"
Vicky knew she had no choice. She didn't like it, but she did it. She pushed her tongue up between her daughter's dripping cuntlips. She moved her tongue around until she was brushing the girl's hard clitty.
"That's the way, Mother," Diane squealed.
Diane used Vicky savagely. She played with her own tits while she bounced up and down on the woman's face. Vicky kept stabbing her daughter's cunt with her tongue and she felt the girl's body tense. She knew it wasn't going to last for very long. She was right. She felt Diane tense in pleasure, and then a flood of cunt juice filled her mouth. She started swallowing to keep from choking. She knew the noises she made sounded lewd, and she hoped the men couldn't hear them.
"Drink my cunt juice," Diane squealed in pleasure. "Drink my fucking cunt juice. It feels good. Oh shit, you cunt! You know how to eat pussy! YOU HOT BITCH!"
The last spasm finally went through Diane's body, and she climbed off her mother's face. She looked sorry for what she'd done, but Vicky understood. They were both being turned into depraved animals by the men who made movies.