Chapter 1
"B-but I saw them," Gabrielle Morton wept into the phone. "Saw them doing what?" demanded her sister.
"S-saw them, doing-well you know, Bianca," said Gabrielle, her long, dark-blonde hair tossing wildly. She looked out of the window as if Marc might be turning into the drive right then.
"No, I don't know," Bianca snapped. "You said you went to the works and went upstairs and there was Marc and his secretary... "
"Yes, he was with Audrey-I never imagined... "
"What were they doing?" Bianca demanded, disgust in her voice.
"They were... you know, having sex."
"You're telling me that Marc is having an affair?" Bianca said as if she really didn't care. "Yes, but it's what they were doing that was so horrible," Gabrielle sobbed. "So, what were they doing?"
"They were... you know, having sex."
"You're telling me that Marc is having an affair?" Bianca said as if she really didn't care. "Yes, but it's what they were doing that was so horrible," Gabrielle sobbed. "So, what were they doing?"
"They were, she was-"
"Listen, Gabrielle, I've got a lot to do, if you don't want to tell me, then get off the phone!" Bianca snapped. "She had his, you know, his thing in her mouth!"
"You mean she was giving Marc a blow-job?" Bianca said and burst into peals of laughter.
"What's funny?" Gabrielle screamed. "You wouldn't like it if you went to Lucas's work and found him having sex with his secretary, would you?" Bianca stifled a giggle.
"You know, Gabrielle," she said, "you really aren't into sex, are you?"
"What do you mean?" Gabrielle wept. "I let Marc do it when he wants. Well, most of the time."
"Gabrielle, men love having their cocks sucked, did you know that?"
"That's disgusting, horrible," Gabrielle sobbed, "how could anybody do a thing like that?"
"You'd be surprised," Bianca said. She gave another chuckle. "So, what are you going to do about it?"
"I can't stay here," Gabrielle wept, "can I come and stay for a while, just until I've worked this out?"
"Shit," said her sister. "Wait a minute!"
Gabrielle heard the phone being put down on a table as Bianca walked away. Gabrielle held the phone as if her life depended upon it. The scene she had witnessed at her husband's small clothing factory had driven her mad with jealousy. She hadn't meant to sneak in on him. It was just that it was a half day and she had walked slowly through the deserted machines and up the stairs to his office. He hadn't been expecting her, but her friend Janet had been forced to cancel their shopping trip, so she had gone to find Marc.
And she'd found him all right, leaning back in his seat while that bitch Audrey slid her hot little mouth down his cock. And the underwear Audrey was wearing was disgusting too, those red stockings, tiny panties and that little cincher that accentuated her slim waist. It was disgusting. Gabrielle lit a cigarette and flicked her hair out of her eyes.
How could he do this? She had been a good wife to him. Always looked after the home. And now this. "Are you there?" Bianca asked.
"Yes. yes," Gabrielle said with a rush. "Lucas says it's fine, you can come and stay."
"Thank you, thank you," Gabrielle gushed.
She put the phone down with trembling fingers and rushed upstairs. She threw some dresses, some underwear and other personal things into a suitcase, rushed down to her car and drove off as if the hounds of hell were after her.
It was about an hour's drive to her sister's. Gabrielle had plenty of time to reflect. She had never liked Lucas, Bianca's husband. He was far too dominating for Gabrielle, always made her shiver when she was close to him. She was sure that was why their daughter, Tammy, was as she was. Even as a teenager Gabrielle found her distant. And Lucas and Bianca let her run around with any boys she wanted. That wasn't right in Gabrielle's opinion. Tammy was very pretty, had inherited the family blonde hair and shapely figure, and there were a lot of boys after her. Gabrielle was sure some of them would lead the impressionable girl astray.
But it was a port in a storm. She had no idea what she was going to do. Her parents wouldn't approve of a divorce, but she certainly wasn't going to share her bed with a man who had affairs with his secretary-She reached Bianca's home and rushed in, hardly remembering to pick up her suitcase. She poured out her heart to Bianca, even as she and Tammy were getting dinner ready. Finally Bianca swung around and stopped her sister. "Listen, Gabrielle," she said, "it's the holiday, remember? We're having guests over tonight. Now just shut up, go up to the back room and get ready. You're welcome to join us, but we leave this shitbag affair for later, got that?"
Gabrielle stared at her sister. Living with Lucas had coarsened Bianca. Not that her face looked any less innocent. Still with the soft blonde hair falling over her shoulders, the beautiful, square jaw, wide sensual mouth and soft, gray-green eyes. There was also something in the way Bianca dressed. That tank top and tight cut-off jeans were not what Gabrielle considered proper, particularly since Bianca was her younger sister.
"Okay, fine," she said, keeping control of her trembling nerves. She went upstairs, had a shower and fell asleep on the guest bed. She was awakened by a knock on the door.
Tammy came in. "Aunt Gabrielle?"
"Uh? Yes?" Gabrielle said, groggy' with sleep.
"It's almost 'time for dinner, Aunt Gabrielle," the little blonde said.
"Oh, fine."
Since there were guests at dinner, Gabrielle put on the best dress she had with her. Bianca had also improved her clothes, but not by much. The low-cut blouse and tight short skirt were designed to show off her swelling tits and shapely legs to the best advantage, particularly since anyone could see her stocking tops through the slit in the side, or whenever she bent over to pick something up. Gabrielle thought it was disgusting how often she managed to do that.
Lucas greeted her with a strange light in his eye. He was just as frightening as he had always been, tall, dark-haired, his body slim and tightly muscular.
"Hear you had some trouble," he said, looking Gabrielle up and down in his calculating way.
"Yes," Gabrielle said, staring at the floor. Lucas gave a short bark of a laugh and went to get himself a drink.
There were two other men for dinner. The first was Olaf Tammy's boyfriend, a big, blond kid of about eighteen. Tammy was all over him, teasing him and playing with him in a manner Gabrielle thought was quite inappropriate.
The other man was a friend of Lucas's and so Gabrielle disliked him at once. He was slightly shorter than Lucas, with fair hair. His shoulders were broad and he laughed easily. He tried to make conversation with Gabrielle, but she ignored him as much as she could.
Gabrielle didn't find dinner that much fun, but the rest of them did. The meal was done, the table cleared. The curtains were drawn tight, cutting out the rest of the world and a hush fell over the room. Gabrielle looked around nervously.
"Well, Bianca said softly, leaning back in her chair. "Somebody was a bad girl today, weren't they?"
"Yes, Mom," Tammy said, lowering her head, her long blonde hair falling over her shoulders.
"Tell us what you were doing," Bianca said, a steel note in her voice.
"I was reading a book, Mom," Tammy said, her voice trembling.
"What kind of a book?"
"It was a porno book, Mom."
Gabrielle was getting very uncomfortable. "I think I'll go and-"
"Stay where you are," Lucas said, and Gabrielle gasped, her heart fluttering. She looked at him and fell silent. "And what else were you doing?" Bianca asked.
"I was playing with myself," Tammy said, and her luscious little tits heaved with emotion.
"Go and get the book," Bianca said, and Tammy got up obediently and left the room.
"I really think that this is a matter for the family," Gabrielle said, "I think I'll-"
"Sit down!" Lucas said.
"No, Lucas, please, I think I'd-"
"Either sit down or be tied down, which is it?"
Gabrielle gasped. She looked at Bianca who nodded her head a little, smiled and shrugged.
Tammy came back in with the book, and Gabrielle got another shock. On the cover was a picture of a half-naked girl, tied up to a chair while men crowded around her. Tammy held it as she stood and waited. "Show us what you were doing and then Olaf can decide what your punishment will be," Bianca said.
The atmosphere in the room was electric as Tammy put the book down and reached back for the zipper of her short summer dress. She slid it down, and slid the dress slowly down her arms, posing quite openly, showing the men the curves of her lovely young body. She took the dress and hung it over the back of a chair. Then she stood for them all in just her bra and panty set, her pale stockings with their frilly suspender belts. In her white high-heeled shoes, her legs looked particularly alluring, and the luscious curves of her body were not hidden at all by her frilly underwear.
"I-I was in a chair," she said, picking up the book.
"Show us," Bianca said.
Gabrielle almost choked with horror. The little blonde daughter went to one of the big arm chairs and sat down. She picked up the book and began to read it. As she read, she started to moan with obvious arousal. In a few moments she was sliding her hand into the top of her panties, spreading her thighs as her hungry eyes stayed glued to the book.
Gabrielle had had enough. "I'm sorry, I'm leaving, this is disgusting!"
She got about three steps before Lucas reached out and grabbed her arm.
"Let me go!" she shouted as he got up and twisted the arm behind her back. "Stop that!"
"Listen, you cheap little slut," he snarled, "we've had enough. You're gonna learn how to please a man and then maybe Marc'll take you back. I don't think so, you're a fuckin' hopeless case, but we gotta try. So sit down or be tied down, I don't give a shit which!"
"Let me go!" Gabrielle shrieked, tossing wildly in Lucas's iron grip.
"Suit yourself," he said and pushed her back to her chair, keeping a grip on her arm the whole time. Gabrielle screamed as she saw that Bianca and Josh had already got leather straps tied to the feet of the chair.
"Let me go!" she demanded, but Lucas pushed her down without another word. Gabrielle screeched in total horror as bindings were slapped around her ankles and lashed tight. She yelped as her wrists were lashed behind her back and then to the chair. Finally Bianca slipped a leather strap around her neck and tied that to the chair top. Gabrielle was trapped, helpless. She screamed in horror.
Lucas leaned over her, a black thing in his hand. "This is a gag, scream once more and you'll be wearing it!"
"Let me go!" Gabrielle screamed.
The thick pad was thrust over her mouth and the three straps tied tightly around the back of her head, trapping her lovely dark-blonde hair as well. She screamed into the gag, the thin reedy sound that came out making them all chuckle. Gabrielle struggled as they turned the chair to face Tammy. The tight leather strap around her neck meant that she couldn't move very far to avoid seeing what was going on, and the sight made Gabrielle almost sick with disgust.
Tammy was hopelessly turned on by the book. She was reading it compulsively, ignoring the rest of the room. Her hand was deep in her panties, rubbing her soft little pussy as she stretched her thighs as wide as they would go to get more of her cunt-flesh open for her fingers. Her lovely young tits heaved in the bra, and she was moaning in constant arousal.
"I see," Olaf said, getting up and walking over to his girlfriend. "You're a disgusting little whore, aren't you, Tammy!"
"Oh yes," Tammy sobbed, her fingers flying over her clit. "I am, I really am disgusting, but I like it too much, I can't stop."
"Well, show us how disgusting you are," Olaf said, and stood there, towering over Tammy as she read the book and her fingers blurred over her pussy. She pulled her hands out of her panties to turn the page, her fingers trembling, her whole body heaving with passion.
Gabrielle almost passed out with disgust as she watched Tammy give a long scream of lust, her fingers rubbing her pussy with frantic strokes. The little girl climaxed, arcing in the chair, her fingers digging into her cunt as she came, gasping for breath, the book held in her trembling hand. She gave another scream and dropped into the chair.
"Well," Olaf said, "I think that's pretty good evidence, don't you?"
"Yes, Olaf," Tammy gasped, "that's what I did, and I do it all the time, I do, really I do."
She gave another moan of lust and began rubbing her clit again.
"Cany on reading," Olaf said easily. "And don't stop playing with yourself."
"Yes, Olaf, yes!" Tammy moaned and went back to her book.
Olaf walked to the closet on the far wall.
Gabrielle gave a scream of horror into the gag as she saw what was in the closet. It was full of whips and leather straps and dildos and other instruments of sexual torture. Her whole body went cold as she realized the den of depravity she had walked into. Olaf picked up a short-handled cat. The tails were short too, but knotted the whole of their length and they looked dreadful to Gabrielle as she sat there, helpless in the grip of her hands. Olaf walked back to his moaning girlfriend and stood in front of her, drawing the tails through his fingers. "Aaaahhhhh!" Tammy breathed as she watched him.
"Put the book down," Olaf said, and Gabrielle wept as she saw her trembling niece put it on the arm of the chair, making sure she kept the page. "Don't take your fingers out of your panties!" Olaf snapped. "Now pull your bra down."
"Yes, yes, Olaf," Tammy moaned. She reached up to the top of her frilly bra cup. The bra was white, with little blue and red flowers all over it. Her fingers trembling with excitement, she pulled the bra cup down, off her swelling tit until it was underneath, pushing the glorious tit-mound up even farther.
"And the other one!"
Tammy moaned as she slid her fingers along the top of the other bra cup. Around the table there was absolute silence, apart from the low whining that escaped from Gabrielle's gag. Her body shook helplessly in the chair as she saw Tammy easing her bra away, moving both cups under her tits until they both thrust out, high on her rib cage.
"You deserve to be punished, don't you?" Olaf said, easing the tails of the cat across Tammy's heaving tits.
Tammy gave a deep, depraved gurgle as she watched the knotted leather caress her skin. "Oooohhhh, yes! Oh yes, I deserve it, I've been such a bad girl, really I have!"
"Good, get them ready," Olaf said.
Gabrielle almost passed out as the little girl brazenly thrust her tits out farther, pulling her shoulders back, sliding her other hand down into her panties, digging at her pussy with added force.
Olaf drew the cat back and lashed it across Tammy's thrusting tit-mounds.
"Aaaahhhh! Oh yes! I deserve it, I do!" Tammy wailed, her body heaving up, presenting her tits even more for the vicious leather. Her tits were crimson, her nipples standing out, getting harder with each lash of the cat. She screamed again, a long gurgling wail of lust as her fingers blurred in her panties, working her pussy to the beat of the whip.
Olaf lashed her, his arms flashing back and forth, cutting into her tit-flesh, backhanding her, swinging around to cut slightly downward until the whole of Tammy's lovely tits were red and bruised from the terrible knotted tails of the cat. His arm drove harder, lashing the screaming blonde with added force.
And still Tammy thrust her tits out for him, screaming in constant wails of pain and lust.
"Oh yes!" she screeched. "Yes, I deserve it, punish me, Olaf, punish me, hurt me, I'm wicked, oh yes!"
Her fingers worked in her panties, the crotch was wet with her cunt-juices as she gave a terrible scream and climaxed, her body completely off the chair, balanced on her shoulders and high heels as she thrust her tits for the whip. "Punish me!" she screamed. "I want it, oh yes! I'm coming, whip me, whip me!"
With a final depraved scream of lust she fell back into the chair, still rubbing her pussy, but working one hand up to her tits, stroking them, caressing her tight, hard nipple buds. "Ohhhh, thank you, Olaf," she moaned, "I deserved that, I really did."
"Good," he said, "now you can say thank you properly."
Gabrielle saw it in a nightmare. With a deep moan of lust, Tammy slid out of the chair and to her knees. She crawled up to Olaf and reached for him, unzipping his pants and pulling out his long thick cock. It was as stiff as a pole and she moaned as she caressed it. Then she slid her mouth over the hard cock-head and Gabrielle almost passed out in the chair. She had to find some way to escape from this hell.