Her mother in bondage

CHAPTER EIGHT

Rhoda brayed like an ass.

Her lungs filled with air while her nostrils flared wildly. She was letting out strange-sounding strangled grunts. He was trying to stick that big thing into her ass, trying to screw his cock up her ass while holding tightly on to her hipbones. The woman was going crazy. The pain was terrible, making her belly buck and turn over. The big muscles in her thighs and ass cramped.

"No, stop, uhhghhhh…"

Tears of shame and rage rolled down her flushed cheeks. Several times Brad reached under her belly and toyed with her tits, squeezing her nipples, rolling them around while pinching the tiny rubbery tips. Rhoda let out a long breath, then sucked in more air, holding it there while she felt the big man trying to shove his cock in a little farther.

"Damn it," he muttered in frustration. "Relax, baby. This is gonna be better than any cunt-fuckin'," he said, slapping her ass again and again.

Rhoda couldn't think straight. The fire, the knife trailing along her cuntlips, had confused her. She was whimpering, unable to control her thoughts and emotions. How could she relax? She sobbed, the bruising fingers on her nipples making every ounce of her heavy tits ache. She wished in a strange way that he would tear the aroused nubs off her tits.

"Come on, baby, come on."

He bent forward, draping his muscular body over hers like a rug. He bit her neck. Rhoda threw her head back. She raised herself up, her ass swiveling. She needed to feel a cock up her cunt, something good and hard and hot there. But instead this animal was trying to skewer her ass.

"Fuck, fuck…"

Rhoda whispered the terrible word, hoping Brad would change his tactics and move his cock over to her pussy. But the big man was adamant, still holding her tightly, still tightening his thigh muscles and trying to shove his dickhead up her tight shit-chute.

"Noooooo!"

The itching, burning sensation in and around her cunt was driving her crazy. Even the pain shooting out of her asshole made her wild. Rhoda thrust back against Brad's dick like a dervish, her ass weaving, her back sagging at first, then arching. Rhoda couldn't control herself. She felt wanton, crazy and lustful, wanting every pore of her body violated by this animal.

"Huhhhrhwwawwh!"

Brad's fingernails clawed at the sensitive rim of her nipples. The woman grunted and sobbed with pain. The combination of the ungodly stretching in her shitter and the tough, gouging pain around her nipples drove her crazy.

"Shit, move it like that. Like… ughhhhhh, like that, baby," Brad whispered, flicking his tongue in her ear.

"No, no, noooooo!"

Rhoda cursed and drooled, her head rolling from side to side. She clawed desperately at the bedspread, tugging wildly at the nylons still holding her wrists captive. The throbbing ache in her heavy tits needed more stimulation. She forced her big-tipped tits against Brad's hands. The twisting, itchy agony in her nipples was unbearable.

"Shit, you're still too Goddamned tight," Brad said, moving off her body.

My cunt. Fuck my cunt! Rhoda thought desperately.

But, in spite of her arousal, she couldn't bring herself to say those words. Instead, she grunted and panted, hoping he'd get the idea. At times she was growling like a dog. The whirling, knot of lust in her crotch was growing hotter and hotter, threatening at times to explode.

Sometimes she hated the excitement, hated the cock and the hands causing it. She was a good woman, a moral one, a working girl who supported her daughter adequately. And then at other times the woman wanted more of what was happening to her – more pain, more excitement, more humiliation.

"Need a little lube job, I guess," Brad said, pulling his cock back with a squishy pop.

Rhoda felt suddenly abandoned, left alone. She let out a long wail, then realized he was touching her asscheeks with his tongue. Yes, he was tonguing her, licking her ass the way Rex had done earlier. She felt his hands holding her tightly by the hips while he shoved his face into her asscrack.

"Ummmmm!" Rhoda sighed, bouncing her ass up and down, flexing those buns, tightening them so they closed in around Brad's shoving nose.

She felt his wonderful tongue sliding up, up toward her pussy then going beyond that wet, sucking hole to her shitter. What a sensation it was – having his tongue getting stiff and entering her butthole! At the same time Brad was playing with her clit, rubbing his fingers over her tiny sputtering nubbin as he rimmed her shitter. She growled, clawing at the coverlet, wishing she could tear her hands free and help him with the stimulation of her body.

"Yeah, nice and hot, nice and hot," he said over and over again.

He was scraping the sensitive slick insides of her pussy with two fingers now. She felt her cunt muscles fluttering, cramping against his invading digits. He licked her shitter clean. His unshaven face scraped against the smooth white flesh of her ass. Her cunt was making wet sucking sounds as he smacked his lips against her shitter. It was a feeling she'd never felt before! Rhoda loved the excitement rushing along her cunt and asshole now.

"Now let's see if you're ready," Brad said, getting up and placing his broad hands on both of her asscheeks.

Rhoda held her breath. He was pushing once more against her shitter, bracing his dickhead against her asshole. Her face drained of blood once again. She felt that wide, flanged head of his cock stretching her asshole, shoving inward, making her hole pucker with the increasing pressure.

"Unnoohhhhhh!"

The woman jerked her head up. Her mouth opened. She gasped. Her muscles bulged as every inch of her body seeihed excited, tormented.

"Ughhhh!"

The head of his cock had popped through! She felt the tense ring of her sphincter muscle suddenly give way, admitting his fat-headed cock. Rhoda heard Brad give a sigh of relief, his fingers working up and down her thighs. The widening head of his cock seemed to be bigger. Rhoda wept, tears rolling down her cheeks and splashing onto her whitened knuckles. The stretching sensation in her asshole was a strange feeling. It was as if someone were tearing her flesh to pieces, slowly, steadily ripping her body in two. Ant yet there was a growing excitement, an excitement related to and yet different from the one raging still in her pussy.

"Oh!"

Brad played with her long nipples again. He twisted them, pinching her flesh cruelly. Rhoda thought surely that all that manipulation would make them bleed by now.

"Ohhhh!"

More inches of his stiff hard cockmeat slipped into her asshole. She thought she was going to pass out at times, especially when he slipped more than an inch in at a time. She was gasping hoarsely, begging him to go slow, even to stop. Then suddenly the pressure eased a bit in her ass. The cramps hurting her thighs and ass slackened. Rhoda breathed a sigh of relief.

Then suddenly Brad shoved hard again. Her legs and arms spasmed. Brad started to pull back. The pull-out was like a vacuum sucking at her belly. She couldn't stand it.

"Stop! Oh God, don't, don't do this to me!" she wailed.

"Man, you dig it, baby. You really dig it," Brad countered.

It was true. It was so obvious! Whether he fucked her in the cunt or the ass didn't matter any longer. He was touching her nipples, then drawing one hand back and toying with her pussy. She felt the walls of her cunt flutter, then crash in on his invading fingers. He knew she was fully aroused, wanting him, needing his fingers and dick.

"Ohhhh, yesss, yesss," she admitted shamelessly.

Her mind was completely confused. The overwhelming sexual joy was tempered a bit by the sense of what was happening to her. This man was a kidnapper, a tormentor who would degrade both her and her daughter. He'd kidnapped Marcie – he and his brother. This was only the beginning. From what she gleaned, there would be more trials both for her and her daughter before they were free of these animals.

"Move it, bitch! Move that fuckin' ass of yours!" he growled.

Rhoda did as she was told, wagging her buttocks. Of course he didn't have to order her to do it. Shivery thrills caused by the sliding of his cock made her move her ass sensuously back and forth. She let her belly sag, letting her tits drag over the smooth bedspread. Rhoda felt her guts filling with Brad's dick. There was a pressuring heat in her ass. She thought surely he'd be cumming soon, firing his hot load of jizz up her butt. He'd finish and relieve her ass of the killing pressure.