Bondage for daughter

CHAPTER ONE

Beth Adams would never have stopped at the dingy looking cafe if anything better had been available, but there had been nothing but empty road for miles. Beth considered herself a sophisticated woman, one who was used to the finer things in life. But she was hungry and so was her daughter, Christy, so they stopped.

"I hope we don't catch something eating here," Beth said.

"I just want food," Christy said.

The inside of the cafe was nearly as bad as the outside. It was a dump and Beth shuddered. She shuddered again as she looked at the man behind the counter. He was a big, beefy guy with a leering grin. Beth didn't care for the way he was obviously trying to look down the front of her dress.

Beth was wearing a clinging blue dress that was lowcut. She had worn the dress to her husband's going away party that evening. Matt was leaving on a six month business tour overseas and he'd wanted Beth to go too, but Beth had refused. The truth was that she was glad Matt was going and that she didn't have to accompany him. Matt was like an animal sometimes. Beth shuddered as she thought of his hands moving over her body. The things a woman had to put up with!

Beth had never enjoyed sex, although she looked like the type that would. She had a figure that would have made a movie star proud. Her tits were large and firm, her waist thin, and her legs long and sexy. She had long honey-blonde hair and bright blue eyes. Her daughter was almost her mirror image, except Christy had not developed much yet.

"What'll it be, ladies?" the huge man asked.

"Just a hamburger and some fries for both of us," Beth said.

"Coming right up, lady," he said.

Her daughter got up and went to play the antique jukebox. Beth didn't like the way the man's eyes ogled her daughter as she walked there and back. Beth wished her daughter wouldn't wear clothes like the tight jeans and the skimpy halter top she had on tonight. But it was impossible to talk to her daughter anymore. It was like Christy lived in a different world.

"I've got to go to the bathroom," Christy said when she came back to the table.

"In the back there," the man said.

Christy walked away. Beth didn't think much about it as her daughter went through the room into the back. She was so hungry that all she could think about was the food. She was also tired and she put her head down on her arms for just a minute.

Startled, Beth jerked herself upright. She must have dozed off for a moment and when she opened her eyes she found that she was still alone. She didn't know how long she'd been sitting there. The beefy man behind the counter was gone. Immediately she thought of her daughter.

Beth got up quickly and went down the hall into the back. She hadn't gone but a few steps when the beefy man suddenly blocked her way. He was grinning lecherously.

"Where are you going, baby?" he asked.

"Where's my daughter?" Beth asked.

"She's safe," the man said. "You'll see her again. Just as soon as you make me happy."

Beth shivered with disgust. She knew she had to find her daughter quickly. She tried to push her way past the man, but he grabbed her arm. His grip was like iron.

"Not so fast, baby," he said. "I've got some big plans for you. Some really big plans."

Up to that moment, Beth hadn't really been scared. But now one look into the awful man's eyes and she knew he wasn't playing some kind of sick, sadistic game. She slapped at his face but he was a lot quicker than she was. He dodged away from her swinging hand and he hit her on the side of the head. She was shocked. She had never before been struck and the blow was hard enough to stun her.

"Get in there, bitch," he said.

He pushed her into what looked like a store room. He grabbed her by a handful of her silky blond hair and he turned her toward the wall. He twisted both arms up behind her and he tied them tightly with a piece of rope. Then he turned her back to face him again.

"Things will go easier if you relax, baby," he told her. "Otherwise, you might get hurt."

"What do you want?" she asked.

"You know what I want, baby," he answered.

It was obvious to her. All her worse fears were about to come true. Fear for her daughter was forgotten as she was filled with selfish dread. At that moment Beth would have left her daughter there if she could have gotten away.

But she wasn't going to get away. The beefy man pressed her very tightly against the wall, his hard body against her. He put his hands on her shoulders.

"Let me taste your sweet lips," he said.

"Please don't do this," Beth whispered. "Please don't do this to me."

But he wasn't listening. He had her pressed so tightly against the wall that her arms were cramped. He tried to kiss her mouth, but she wouldn't hold still. He brought one strong hand up under her chin and held her solidly.

"You're not getting the message, baby," he told her. "Things are going to be hard on you if you don't relax and enjoy."

His fingers tightened around her throat. He was nearly killing her and there was nothing she could do. She couldn't move her head anymore because he kept his grip tight.

"Now I'm going to try again," he said.

He kissed her and his mouth was hot and hard. His lips took her breath away. He kept his fingers tight around her throat until she had to stop fighting him. She relaxed and immediately felt his slimy tongue slipping between her lips.

"Now that's a little better," he said.

"Let me go, please," she whispered. "Don't do this to me. Please let me go."

He acted as if he hadn't heard her. She started struggling again and he gave her a look of disgust. He put his hands back on her shoulders and his fingers felt so strong. He moved his hands down and into the front of her dress. Her low-cut blue dress easily moved away from his hands and he cupped her naked tits.

"Very nice," he said. "Very fucking nice!"

She blushed with shame and humiliation as he squeezed her tits. His fingers moved over her nipples and he began rubbing them. She gasped a little. She didn't enjoy the sensations this man caused in her.

He took his hands out of her dress and reached into his pocket and brought out a switchblade knife. He flicked the blade open and her eyes widened with fear. She had no idea about what this crazy man might do.

He put the knife in the top of her dress and then, very slowly, he cut the fabric apart. Beth couldn't move. One slip and she was afraid she would be scarred for life. She was vain about her looks, perhaps more afraid for her looks than for her life.

She didn't move until he'd cut the blue gown all the way down to her waist. Then he put the knife away and he peeled the two parts of her dress back. Her naked tits were staring him in the face and he licked his lips.

"Fucking beautiful," he told her.

He moved his face down and he let his tongue play around one of her swollen nipples. He kept moving his tongue around her nipple for a few moments. Then he opened his mouth and sucked the hard bud into his mouth and began chewing on it gently.

"Don't do that," she whispered. "Please don't."

Nobody but her husband had ever done anything like this to her. She felt his spit dripping down the side of her tit as he gently started sucking even more of her titty-flesh into his mouth and letting his teeth scrape gently.

Her back hurt. Her arms were cramped and she wanted him to stop but she knew he wasn't going to stop. He released one titty but it was only to move his hungry mouth to the other. His lips and tongue kept working on her tittyflesh.

His hands moved around her body and then slipped to her asscheeks. His hands gripped her ass and pulled her so tight against him that she could feel his swollen prick through his trousers.

"Yeah, baby," he told her. "You can feel that, can't you? You can feel my big cock."

He moved away from her again, his face bloated with lust. He grabbed her by a handful of her hair and made her kiss him again. His lips felt so hot and he moved his tongue in and out of her mouth for a moment. Then he stopped kissing her and instead grabbed the rest of her dress and pushed it down her legs. He slipped a hand down her trembling belly and into her panties. She had not worn stockings, she kept her legs so firm and tanned that she didn't need them, but now she wished she had as his fingers easily reached her cunt.

"Yeah, that feels nice," he said.

He put his hand between her legs and started running his fingers up and down the slit of her cunt. She hated what he was doing to her and she tried in vain to turn away.

He was smiling as he jammed a finger up into her cunt, moving his finger in and out until he'd gotten her cunt wet. When her pussy juices were running down her thighs he jammed another finger into her cunt. Then he started moving them both in and out quickly, his fingers rubbing against her clitty.

"Just relax, baby," he said. "Just relax and you'll enjoy it a lot more!"

But Beth couldn't relax. Another finger slipped up into her cunt and he started pushing his fingers in and out of her pussy as fast as he could. He was doing it savagely, his fingers slipping in a little deeper each time he thrust.

Her pussy juice was dripping down his fingers when he pulled his hand out of her cunt suddenly. Beth was shaking all over. He grabbed her by her hair again and guided her over to what looked like a round table with padding on the top. There he gripped her by the back of her neck and forced her face down on the table. He snatched her panties and ripped them down her legs, his hand jammed between her legs again.

"I like your pussy, baby," he told her. "Nice, hot pussy. I like your fucking pussy!"

He jammed two fingers up into her pussy and started moving them in and out. His fingers got wet from juice as he kept finger-fucking her. Beth was very uncomfortable. She had never been treated like this before and she wanted it to stop. But she knew it wasn't going to stop.

"Move that sweet ass for me, baby," he told her.

He took his fingers out of her cunt and slapped her asscheeks hard with the palm of his hand. It hurt like hell and Beth jumped. Her head turned slightly so she could see his lustbloated face. There was no mercy for the tears glistening in her eyes.

"What are you doing to me?" she asked. "Please let me go. Please don't do that."

"Move your ass like you're fucking me!" he shouted.

He started slapping one side of her tight ass and then the other. He was hurting her so she had no choice but to do as he asked. She started moving her ass back like she really was fucking him.

"That's better, baby," he told her. "That's real good. Now you just keep moving like that!"

She could see what he was doing and it almost made her heart stop. He was unzipping his trousers! He pulled his belt away and tugged his trousers down. Horrified, Beth saw he wasn't wearing any shorts.

"I'm going to fuck you, baby," he told her. "I'm going to fuck your hot little ass off. I'm going to give it to you like you've never had it before."

She trembled as he moved forward and let the tip of his cock rub against her asscheeks. He moved his swollen cockhead down the crack of her ass and she trembled in fear as he guided his cock up against her snug fuck-hole.

"I'm going to give it to you good," he told her.

"No, don't," she whispered. "Please don't."

He was teasing her with his big cock, knowing he wasn't going to put it into her right away. He gently rolled the head against her pussyhole, then moved forward until his fat cockhead pressed between the lips of her cunt.

"No, don't," she whispered.

He moved forward a little, his cock lodged halfway inside her tight cunt. He kept moving forward. She started struggling and moving around but she could not escape from his fat cock. His swollen cockhead slid a little deeper into her pussy.

"Feel it, baby?" he asked. "Do you feel that fat cock of mine? Feel it deep!"

She shuddered as he gave a hard thrust and his prick went all the way into her cunt. His prick was in deeper than she had ever experienced cock and it felt like his cockmeat was stretching her cuntwalls apart.

"Good pussy, baby," he groaned. "You've got some good pussy. I'm going to fuck your hot little ass off!"

He reached around and grabbed her tits, holding onto them very tightly as he started pushing his prick in and out of her pussy. His cockhead was really stretching her cuntwalls apart, going very deep inside her. It was throbbing inside her hot belly and Beth hated it. It was bigger than her husband's and it seemed even more disgusting to have this awful thing inside her body.

"Stop," she moaned. "Stop!"

"Hell, I'm just getting started, baby," he told her.

His hands gripped and squeezed her tits as he kept pushing his prick in and out of her. He did it slowly so every inch of his throbbing cockmeat seemed to touch her everywhere. A couple of times he pulled his prick out of her and rubbed his cockhead against her thighs and between the cheeks of her ass.

His cock was dripping cum, which ran down the cheeks of her ass, wetting her thighs. She closed her thighs together one time when he pulled his cock out of her and he put his fingers around her nipples and started pinching until it seemed like electric tingles were going through her. It hurt and left her nipples painfully swollen, making Beth give in and open her legs.

"Quit fighting me, baby," he told her.

He hurt her badly as he pushed his prick up between her legs until his fat cockhead was pressed against her cunt again. He slammed it into her hard and she knew that this time he wasn't playing around.

"All right, baby," he said. "Now I'm going to fuck you good. I'm going to wear your ass out!"

His hands started rubbing her nipples again as he rammed his prick into her cunt. His fat cockhead slid deep into her belly and made her tremble every time he thrust. His cum was dripping inside her and he was moving his cock around inside her. That made Beth feel even stranger.

"Move your ass, baby," he told her. "Move your fucking ass or I'll break it!"

He pinched her nipples even harder and she knew she had no choice. She started pushing her ass back against him as hard as she could. His cock was getting even bigger inside her, his cum dripping inside her.

"I'm going to fill you up with cum, bitch," he said. "I'm going to fill your fucking cunt. I'm going to fill your cunt! You bitch! You sweet fuuuucking bitch!"

He rammed into her deep and his prick started exploding in spurts of hot cum. His jism was filling her, his cum spilling out of the sides of her cunt and wetting her thighs. He kept pushing his prick in and out of her until her cunt was filled with jism. Finally, his body shuddered and his prick spurted the last of his cum into her cunt.

"You were great, baby," he said. "Great. I'm going to enjoy having you around."

With his words, Beth realized that he wasn't planning on letting her go. He pulled his cock out of her cunt and wiped it on her panties. Then he left her lying across the table, not even looking back at her as he left her alone in the store room. Beth heard the sound of the door being locked.

She just couldn't believe this was happening! She had just been brutally raped and she realized that she didn't even know what the man's name was.

And where was Christy?