{ASSM} Charlotte (MFf, dominance, rape, humiliation)

[Norm DePloom]

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Copyright (c) 2000 Norm DePloom. ALL Rights Reserved
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All the characters and events in this story are fictional; any resemblance
to real people or events is entirely coincidental.

The Seduction of Charlotte, my Housekeeper's Daughter

The Butt
Every time Charlotte, my housekeeper's daughter approached the door to my
study she would stop where, she thought, I could not see her and adjust her
hair and clothes then, thrusting out her still small breasts she would walk
past my door on whatever errand her mother had sent her on. On this
particular day, I had over heard Charlotte begging her mother for five
dollars to purchase whatever it was that teenage girls could not live
without.

"Charlotte." I called out softly as she walked past the door for the fifth
time that day.

"Yes sir?" Charlotte asked, stepping just inside the doorway. I was struck
once more, as I was every time I saw her, by Charlotte's dark Hispanic
beauty and sexuality.

"Come here." I ordered imperiously. I watched as her youthful,
breast-thrusting, confidence melted, being overtaken by childish
apprehension. I pushed my chair back from my desk and turned to face her as
she crossed the room.

"I hear you need five dollars, is that true?" I asked her when she finally
came to a stop, her own knees just inches from mine.

"Yes sir." She answered, her arms hanging to her side, her face looking down
and her weight shifting nervously from foot to foot. "I need to buy..." I
cut her off with a wave of my hand.

"I don't care what it is you wish to buy." I informed her. "I only want to
know how badly you want the money." I watched her face turn bright red.

"Oh no,-" I chuckled. "-I'm not going to ask you to do anything really
naughty." I assured her. I saw relief on her face, mixed with the blush.

"I'll give you this." I said as I took a crisp new five-dollar bill out and
put it on my desk. "If you let me feel you behind." I paused. "On top of
your clothes of course." I said with a disarming smile. Not waiting for
her answer I reached around my hands and began to caress and knead both
cheeks of her shapely firm young butt. I continued until she looked up and
met my eyes.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" I asked her.

"Yes, sir." She answered softly; I felt her body beginning to relax.

"Watch the clock on my desk." I told her and let me know when five minutes
is up. "You get one dollar for each minute I caress your rear." I
stretched the definition of 'rear', letting my hands roam onto her thighs
and my fingers curl into her butt crack. I could feel her crinkled ass
twitch when my fingers pressed against it through her skirt and cotton
panties.

I heard a deep sigh as Charlotte placed her hands on my shoulders and spread
her legs, just a little. Looking up, I saw that her eyes were closed and a
smile was growing on her full lips. She was not watching the clock on my
desk. She obviously did not care how long I continued. My cock was bulging
against the front of my trousers when, just as the clock indicated the end
of my five minutes, I pushed my fingers further in between her legs,
following the curve of her crotch from her ass to the point where I could
feel the warmth of her tender young sex through her clothes. I let my
fingers remain there, pressing against her, and feeling her pressing back
against my fingers until I felt just a hint of her hips beginning to rock
trying to increase the stimulation she was feeling. Then I released her
rear end and picked up the five-dollar bill.

Making no effort to hide the hard cock pushing against the front of my
trousers, I walked Charlotte to the door. Charlotte's face reflected a
combination of disappointment and unfulfilled lust.

"If you need more money next week-" I said as I handed her the bill. "- come
back and see me again." As I closed the door to my study I heard the door
to the bathroom down the hall close. Walking back to my desk I unzipped my
pants and pulled my hard throbbing cock from its confinement in my trousers.

I sat back in my desk chair and slowly stroked myself as I remembered the
feel of her firm young butt in my hands and imagined Charlotte setting on
the toilet, her white cotton panties down around her ankles and her legs
spread wide, as she rubs herself more and more frantically until her body
stiffens and she cums with a loud moan. At that point I shot more and
harder than I could remember shooting in many years. It arched over my desk
landing on the carpeted floor on the other side. The second spurt landed on
the book I had been reading when Charlotte had so pleasantly interrupted my
afternoon. The remainder oozed out and ran down the shaft of my softening
member.

The Belly Button
The memory of Charlotte's firm butt, the warmth of her crotch through her
cotton panties and skirt, pluse the imagined vision of her taking care of
her needs setting on the toilet was enough to keep me hard and spewing cum
for a week.

I must admit I had already jerked off twice in anticipation of Charlotte's
arrival. I heard Charlotte and her mother arrive and listened as they moved
around the house completing housekeeping chores. Finally, when she could
get away from her mother for a few minutes, Charlotte appeared at the door
to my study. I looked up from my book and felt a bolt of excitement surge
through my body, the kind of excitement you only feel when you are about to
engage in a really depraved forbidden sexual act.

"Why don't you close the door?" I suggested waving her into the room. After
peaking up and down the hall to insure her mother wasn't looking Charlotte
quietly closed the door then crossed the room to stand in front of me. The
conflicting emotions playing across her face were as easily read as the open
book on my desk. The desire for money and the eagerness to re-experience
the wonderfully exciting feelings she remembered from last week mixed with
the guilt of being so terribly 'naughty' with a man several times her age.

"This time-" I said looking her directly in the eyes as I pulled two brand
new five-dollar bills from my pocket and put them on my desk. "-I want to
feel that nice tight little ass of yours, just like I did last week."
Charlotte blushed bright red, but did not look away from my gaze. "And-" I
continued. "-for the second five I want to kiss your belly-button while I'm
doing it."

"Kiss my belly-button?" Charlotte giggled loudly then covered her mouth and
looked around like she expected to see her mother standing behind her.

"Hold the bottom of your blouse up-" I instructed moving her hands into the
proper positions. "-and your skirt's waistband down." Charlotte continued
giggling softly as she held her clothes, exposing her navel for my amorous
attentions.

"That tickles." Charlotte giggled as my mustache and beard brushed her
stomach causing her abdominal muscles to involuntary pull away. I planted
my hands firmly on the back of her thighs and pulled her bare midriff firmly
against my waiting mouth.

Charlotte's girlish giggles quickly turned to very womanly moans as I snaked
my tongue around her navel and, slipping my hands up under her skirt, moved
my fingers over her warm moist crotch with only her thin white cotton
panties between my fingertips and her tender young girl-flesh. As soon as
my fingers touched the area between her legs Charlotte bent her knees,
moving her thighs apart and pushing herself down against my invading digits.
With each stroke of my fingers Charlotte would rock her hips back, making
sure that I would touch her most sensitive spot every time.

As her first orgasm approached Charlotte wrapped her arms around my head for
support and, with more and more forceful grunts, thrust herself back and
forth against my fingers until, throwing her head back and whipping her hair
from side to side, she chanted 'oh...god...oh...god.. ' over and over
rocking her hips and stroking herself forcefully on my fingers in time with
her chanting.

The chanting, and the hip thrusts, continued at an accelerating pace until
every muscle in her body suddenly became rigid and she stood almost
completely still except for the small pelvic gyrations she used to grind her
clitoris against my fingertips. This was accompanied by a high-pitched
'nnnnnnnn...nnnnnnnnn....' She was holding my face smashed against her
stomach, and I was beginning to wonder if I would ever be allowed to breath
again when she screamed 'GODDAMN MOTHER FUCKING SHIT' and, her body suddenly
relaxing, and almost collapsed. I held Charlotte up and after handing her
the money supported her until she was ready to leave the room.

Charlotte's flush of sexual excitement was slowly replaced with a blush of
total embarrassment as she straightened her cloths and walked
self-consciously to the door of my study. As the sexual excitement drained
from her I could see waves of shame wash over her face, shame over the
display of unbridled lust she had just finished. As soon as the door closed
I finished my self off just as I had the previous week.

I stroked myself gently as I thought about my little beauty and the
important precedence we had just set. Now she knew that she would be paid
more every week, but in exchange she would be expected to offer more access
to her body.

The Breasts
I spent all week eagerly looking forward to 'cleaning' day. I also spent
the week combing the Internet collecting fuck pictures featuring young
Hispanic women, all of whom bore startling similarities to Charlotte. I
spent a good bit of time during the week jerking off to a video clip I had
downloaded that stared a Hispanic slut who could have been Charlotte's twin
sister. My plans definitely included making my own version of this little
feature staring Charlotte and myself.

The following week I was waiting in my study with a brand new unwrinkled ten
and a new unwrinkled five already laid out on the desk when, late in the
day, Charlotte finally walked into the room. Without waiting to be told
Charlotte closed the door and walked over to where I sat.

My cock hardened, visibly tenting my trousers as I watched her cross the
room. Without a word I placed my hands on her thighs and pulled her firm
young body close. This time she had worn a cut off T-shirt that left her
flat well-muscled stomach naked, ready for my attentions. I slipped my
right hand under her skirt and instead of kissing her belly button, I stared
directly into her large beautiful eyes while I reached up with my left hand
and caressed her breasts.

She stared back unflinching as I hardened her nipples and stroked my fingers
back and forth over her panty covered crotch. While I concentrated on
stroking her labia and clitoris through a layer of cotton with my right hand
I abandoned her breasts long enough to take her hand and place it on my
trouser covered hard cock. Her eyes grew wide with wonder as her hand
gently moved up and down my cloth-covered hardon.

As soon as her hand was deposited on my hard cock I returned my attention to
her breasts determined to test her nipple's ability to stay erect.
Charlotte bent her knees and leaned slightly forward, making herself more
available to my caresses while making it easier to keep her hand moving up
and down my very eager hard cock.

"Yes-" I told her, starting to give her directions. "- that's the place,
that's where it feels the best...keep going just like that." Charlotte kept
up a good steady pace with her hand moving up and down my trouser-covered
hard on while she rocked her hips, rubbing her own eager crotch against my
invading fingers at the same time. 'That girl' I thought 'has some natural
talent.'

The speed of her hand up and down my cock, and her rocking hips rubbing
herself against my fingers inncreased in time with each other as our mutual
excitement grew. Her body stiffened and her hand clamped down on the shaft
of my cock as almost inaudible sounds like a person being slowly strangled
escaped from her slightly opened lips. She pushed down hard against my
fingers and jerked her hips back and forth several times before uttering a
strangled 'Oh God' then falling to her knees just in time to feel my cock
twitched several times in her hand and watch the wet spot spread along the
material at the tip of my cock just inches from her wide eyes.

I leaned forward and with her hand still on my hard cock and my hand still
on her blouse and bra covered right breast put my mouth to hers and slipped
my tongue between her sweet young lips. After a brief hesitation Charlotte
returned my kiss. Breaking off the kiss I helped her to her feet, handed
her the fifteen dollars and, with my arm around her waist, walked her to the
door.

"You are very beautiful." I told Charlotte as I opened the door and with a
brief brush of my lips across hers and a gentle squeeze of her breast sent
her on her way. Leaving the door open I returned to my desk and stared off
into space for several minutes letting the feelings soak in while I marveled
at how orgasmic my little slut had turned out to be.

The Bare Butt
Again I passed the week until Charlotte's return searching the Web for
pictures of naked sluts who looked like her. I lucked out and found another
video clip of the look-alike. This time she was taking it up the ass from
one man while another one pounded his cock down her throat. I drained
myself until I was sore watching that one over and over while thinking about
Charlotte on her back, legs spread wide, her tender young virgin cunt wet
and ready while she begs me to put it in her for her first time.

Needless to say I was waiting with my cock already hard and a new crisp
unwrinkled twenty on the desk when she walked through the door the next
week. Charlotte closed the door and, after walking nervously across the
room under my lecherous gaze stood in front of me. Making no attempt to
hide the bulge in my trousers I placed my hands on the back of her thighs
and, pulled her closer so she stood between my knees. A loud gasp escaped
from her when I slid my hands up her butt and under her skirt then, after
hooking my thumbs under the elastic band, pulled her white cotton panties
down her well-muscled slim young legs. Sliding my left hand back up her
leg to rest on her now naked butt, I pushed her tight blouse and bra up
under her armpits leaving her breasts and hardening nipples exposed.
Without giving her a chance to protest, not that she was showing any desire
to, I enveloped her right nipple in my warm mouth and swirled my tongue over
and around the delicate morsel. While treating Charlotte to the ecstasy of
her first nipple-suck I moved my right hand down across her stomach, over
her soft curly pubic hair and, as she spread her legs, into the wet warmth
of her crotch.

Charlotte wrapped her arms around my neck and held herself tightly against
my sucking mouth while her hips began their now expected rocking motion,
pushing her sensitive clitoris and her wet engorged labia against my eager
exploring fingers. I moved my attention to her other nipple while Charlotte
rode my hands to her first orgasm. I kept one hand between her legs and my
mouth gently working on her nipples while Charlotte's breathing slowly
returned to normal after her body shaking cum. With my other hand I
unzipped my trousers and pulled my hard throbbing cock into view. I worked
my finger deeper into Charlotte's tight wet cunt, rubbed her swollen
clitoris with my thumb and sucked harder on her crinkled nipples. I used my
other hand to pull Charlotte's right hand from around my neck and push it
down to my exposed hard cock. Charlotte gasped and her body jerked in
surprise as her hand touched my hard hot flesh. I moved her hand up and
down the shaft until she got the idea and I could return my hand to her
crotch. Even with no prior experience Charlotte showed an amazing innate
talent for stimulating me with her hand. I let her hard nipple slip from my
mouth.

"Yes..." I moaned. "...rub my cock, make me cum." I moved my mouth to hers
and pushed my tongue between her lips once again. A rhythmic
'mmmmm...mmmmm...mmmm' humming came from her throat as Charlotte's tongue
twisted and turned around mine.

When her second orgasm hit I wasn't sure if she was going to suck my tongue
out of my head, jerk my hard cock loose from my body, or both. Thankfully
my tongue, and my cock, stayed firmly attached to my body while Charlotte
drenched my fingers with her juices during what appeared to be an even rore
intense cum than her first one.

"Now-" I said as I gently brought Charlotte to her knees between my spread
legs and, placing my hand on top of hers, started her stroking my still
hard, still unsatisfied cock. "-it's your turn to make me cum." Charlotte
stared at my cock with wide-eyed wonder as her hand moved up and down its
shaft. As I watched the wonderfully erotic combination of inocents and
sensuality playing accross her face, I ran my hand over Charlottes hair and
pondered what it was going to feel like when my cock slipped into her tight
virgin body for the first time.

Two or three dozen strokes later Charlotte jumped in startled surprise when
I erupted sending my 'lipid jets of liquid love' as Walt Whitman described
it, high into the air to fall back splattering on her hand and wrist. With
an engaging sense of curiosity Charlotte brought her hand up to her nose and
gave my cum an experimental sniff then, wrinkling up her nose wiped the
thick liquid on her skirt. 'Just wait my little sex kitten-' I thought.
'-until I make you drink it.'

I watched, my softening cock still hanging from my trousers while Charlotte,
her embarrassment growing as the excitement of her orgasms diminished,
straightened her clothes then, after grabbing the twenty-dollar bill, fled
from the room. After the door closed behind her I replayed the whole thing
in my mind and slowly jerked off and came again.

Mother's Protest
The next week passed as the previous ones had. That is I jerked off so many
times, recalling what had already happened or imagining what was going to
happen that I'm surprised my dick survived the week still attached to the
rest of my body. Jerking off only seemed to stoke the lustful fires that
had been ignited by Charlotte's hot, sexy, virginal body and I was in a
heightened state of horniness by the time cleaning day arrived. But instead
of a willing, eager-to-learn, slut in training I was confronted with an
angry mother calling me a child molester and threatening to call the police.
I listened to her tirade only briefly before moving to regain control of the
situation.

"Sit down-" I instructed her as i moved to the door "-and shut up." I
finished as I closed and locked the door. "You are not going to go to the
police-" I continued as I slipped the door key into my pocket and returning
to my desk chair sat facing Charlotte's mother.

"Why not?" She asked her anger beginning to give way to apprehension.

"Because it would do you no good." I answered with a spider that caught the
fly look on my face. "Both the Chief of Police and the District Attorney
are old buddies of mine, and since you don't have a green card I could
easily convince them that this is all a plot by you and your slut daughter
to extort money from me."

"My Daughter is not a slut." Charlotte's mother insisted, tears streaming
down her cheeks.

"Last week she came twice with my fingers buried inside her, then got down
on her knees and gave me a hand job before collecting her twenty dollars."
I paused briefly before continuing. "If that's not a slut I don't know what
is."

"Not only is she a slut-" I continued as I stood up and paced around the
room. "-but she is well on her way to being a whore."

"On the other hand-" I said as I stopped behind the chair where she was
sitting and put my right hand on her shoulder. "-she is I'm sure still a
virgin, at least for now." Charlotte's mother tried to pull away from my
hand but I gripped her shoulder and held her in the chair.

"Now-" I continued placing my left hand on her other shoulder. "-I will tell
you what your real options are."

"You could quit working for me-" I began to massage her shoulders as I
talked. "-but if you do you'd better move to different city." I leaned
down close to her left ear and spoke softly. "Two reasons why you would
have to leave town,-" I let my hot breath flow over her neck. "-frist your
daughter, the virgin slut, knows how to ride a bus and will be over here in
a flash the first time she needs some money-" I inhaled deeply pulling her
odor into my nose. "-and believe me she will have to do a lot more than
give me a hand job at that time." My 'massaging' of her shoulders became
decidedly more 'caress' like. "Secondly if you and your slut daughter stay
in this town I'll make sure you get deported." I let that sink in while my
fingers began to move just under the edge of her blouse.

"In fact-" I moved my beard to tickle her neck. "- I bet I could get you
deported and arrange to have Charlotte put into my care as a foster parent."
I moved my mouth to the other side of her head and tickled her ear with my
beard as I spoke. "Just think of the fun I could have with her then."
Charlotte's mother sobbed and more tears streaked down her face.

"Now-" I said as I held her down in the chair with my arms and, pushing my
hands down inside her blouse, began to work my fingers under the edge of her
bra. "-the second option. We could add fucking to your job description."
I forced my hands inside her bra and cupped her breasts. Despite her sobs
and tears I could feel her nipples hardening against the palms of my hands.

"I'll pay you an extra twenty-five dollars a week-" I said nuzzling her ear
and neck as I spoke, my hands massaging her breasts. "-and you fuck me
whenever and however I want." I paused and snaked my tongue into her ear.
Her body was definitely responding to my forced attentions. "Of course
there is still the bus problem." I paused then continued. "You and I both
know that your little slut whore of a daughter will be over here begging me
to fuck her so she can buy a CD or some lipstick." Her nipples were hard
against my hands and her breathing was becoming more ragged.

"And now, your best all around choice." I shifted my hands so I could rub
her hard nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. "I'll pay you and extra
two hundred dollars each week-" I paused to let the amount sink in. "-you
will fuck me whenever I want-" Again I paused. This time I was rewarded
with a low moan from Charlotte's mother. "-and you will keep you nose out
of Charlotte's and my business."

"I'm willing give you some time to think over your options, but you left
Charlotte home today so you owe me-" Pulling my hands out of her bra I
grabbed her blouse on each side of the collar and ripped it open, sending
buttons flying all over the room. "-some fucking." I finished as I grabbed
both sides of her fasten-in-front bra and ripped it open. Before she could
respond I grabbed the back collar of her blouse then, pulling her up and
pushing her forward followed immediately by pulling her torn and ruined
blouse and bra down and back, sent her stumbling across the floor naked from
the waist up. Moving quickly around the chair I held Charlotte's mother
from behind with an arm around her waist and ripped her skirt from the
waistband about half way down to the bottom.

About this time it finally sank in that she was about to be raped and
Charlotte's mother started trying to fight me off. I already had a good
hold on her so I wrestled her arms behind her back then, holding her wrists
in my left hand and ignoring her struggles and her sobbingly begging me to
'not do this' to her, I forced her to bend over pushing her breasts against
the cold hard wood desk top. Keeping a good grip on he wrists I pulled her
panties off her up thrust ass and, pushing them down to her knees ran my
hand up and down her thighs and over her trembling ass. I could not
understand a word of the Spanish, which now came from her mouth between
sobs, but I'm sure there was nothing lady-like about it. I dropped my pants
exposing my throbbing eager cock then went back to my leisurely exploration
of my housekeeper's most private area. I brought my hand down the outside
of her right leg, crossed over the underside of knee then slowly moved up
her inner thigh until my fingertips finally touched her hot wet sex. Two of
my fingers sank effortlessly into her.

"I see my housekeeper is just as much of a slut as her daughter." I
observed as I slid a third finger into her. After stroking my fingers in
and out of her wet opening several times I grasped the base of my hard cock
and rubbed its head up and down her well-lubricated slit. I positioned my
cock head at the opening to her cunt then, after grabbing one of her wrists
in each of my hands and moving her arms over her head until we were both
grabbing the far edge of the desk, my body covering hers completely holding
her down to the suface of the desktop, I pushed my cock into her in one long
slow thrust.

I fucked her long and hard, slamming her body between mine and the desk,
hammering my cock in and out of her untill her tears of shame and rage were
replaced with screams of orgasmic joy. After fucking her, I confescated her
torn clothing.

"You can have these back when you've finished your work. You will clean my
house naked from know on-" I told her. "-and whenever you hear this bell-" I
picked up a bell from my desk and rang it. "-you will come back here ready
to fuck in whatever way I want." Several times over the next couple of
hours I would wander around the house catching glimpses of her vacuuming,
dusting or doing the laundry naked.

After about three hours I heard her working in the kitchen and wondered into
that portion of the house. Entering the room quietly I walked up behind my
housekeeper without her realizing I was there. She jumped almost off the
floor when I placed an arm on each side of her, holding onto the edge of the
sink with each hand and trapping her between the counter and myself.

"Have you ever been ass fucked." I asked her grinding myself against her
butt.

"N..N..No." She stammered.

"Well, Teresa, -" I said holding her against the counter with my body as I
released my grip on the edge of the sink and moved my hands up to cup her
breasts. "- today is your lucky day."

"If I were you-" I continued as I released one of her tits and dropped my
pants. "- I'd get some of that olive oil on this dick before it gets shoved
up your ass. That is of course unless you like the idea of getting butt
fucked without any lubrication."

"No...please don't do that." She moaned in terror. Reaching for the
indicated decanter of olive oil, Teresa poured a pool of oil into the palm
of her hand, then applying the lubricant to my hard cock looked up at my
eyes.

"Please don't" She begged as her hand spread the oil over my cock and her
eyes reflected her fear of what was to come.

"Oh yes my little whore housekeeper-" I said bending her at the waist and
pushing her breasts down almost into the sink. "-you better get used to
this-" I continued as I started pushing my oiled cock against her tightly
closed sphincter. "-because I really love fucking nice tight asses." She
whined and moaned in pain as her virgin ass stretched to accommodate my hard
cock.

"What gets you wetter-" I asked leaning over to whisper in her ear as the
last two inches of my cock slipped into her abused ass. "-thinking about
what I'm going to do to you next-" I gave my cock an extra shove to make
sure it was all the way in. "-or imagining what I'm doing to Charlotte when
the study door is closed?"

"Please-" She whimpered as I pulled my cock out leaving only my cockhead
inside, being held in place by her tight sphincter muscle. "-I'll be your
fuck toy, I... I'll fuck whenever and however you want... just please...
don't fuck my daughter." Just as she said 'daughter' I slammed my cock into
her hard banging her against the counter.

"Oh my god-" She screamed as her breath was knocked out of her. "-you're
ripping me apart." I pulled my cock out and slammed it into her ass with
even more brutal force.

"Pleeeeeaaaasssseeee-" She wailed.

"You just haven't learned yet-" I yelled back at her slamming my cock into
her abused ass once again. "-you and Charlotte are both going to be my
whores." I heard nothing more from her other than yelps of pain as I
slammed my cock into her over and over. This was intended to be a
punishment fuck and I was determined to make sure every stroke caused her
pain. Feeling strong and powerful I held her ass impaled on my cock while
I pumped my cum into her bowels then, pulling out, I walked off leaving her
collapsed on the floor sobs racking her body. Twenty minutes later I heard
her up working around the house again and I new I had her, she, and her
daughter were mine.

Late in the afternoon, early evening hours she appeared at the door to my
study, still naked, her face dirty and streaked with tears. I waved her
over to me then, taking hold of her hands pulled her down to her knees in
front of me. Then I leaned back in my chair and waited. Teresa slowly
lifted her arms then, leaning forward unzipped my trousers and, pulling my
cock into view, lowered her head and sucked me into her mouth. As my cock
hardened in her warm wet mouth I leaned forward and, petting her hair, spoke
to her in a soft tender voice.

"That's my good little mama whore-" I said. "-suck your master dry then
bring your little daughter whore with you next week so I can enjoy her." In
response I heard a moan expressing both emotional pain and total surrender
from the woman who was displaying an unexpected talent for cock sucking.

After swallowing my cum Teresa laid her head on my thigh, her mouth still
only inches from my softening cock.

"Please, I beg you one more time-" Tears once again flowed from her eyes as
she spoke. "-please don't fuck my daughter." I lifted her head with one
hand under her chin and looked into her eyes as I spoke.

"You are my whore now." I waited for her to acknowledge what I said.

"Yes." She whispered nodding her head.

"And your daughter is my whore also." I waited and watched as the last
remnants of resistance drained from her.

"Yes." She whimpered with a resigned node of her head.

"Now-" I said giving her a shove. "-put on your rags and go home." I
watched as she put on her torn clothes then, trying to hold them in place
walked from my house to the bus stop down the street. I imagined her on the
bus, surrounded my men, trying to keep her obviously well fucked body
covered with the remnants of her clothes while the men stared at her, bulges
growing unhidden in their pants.

Mother's OK
Despite her seeming acquiescence to my demands the previous week, I wasn't
sure whether she and her daughter would show up the next week or not. It
was always a possibility that she would decide to take her daughter and run.
I found out later that she had tried, but that Charlotte refused to
cooperate and had threatened to run away if she was forced to move.
Charlotte told her mother that she saw nothing wrong with getting money from
me for letting me touch her. Teresa, finally having to admit that I was
right and that her daughter was a natural whore who would end up selling it
no matter what she did, decided to relax and enjoy the extra $200.00 a week
I would be paying her for the privilege of debauching her daughter.

The two of them arrived at their usual time and I called them both into my
study. I sat at my desk and looked over the mother and daughter standing
side by side in front of me. Charlotte was an exact younger copy of her
mother. I would be getting the best of both the young freshness of the
virginal Charlotte and the experienced sexuality of Teresa. Sensing a
competition, they both stood straight with their breasts thrust out for my
inspection.

"Didn't I tell you-" I spoke to Teresa. "-that from now on you were to clean
my house naked?"

"Yes sir." Teresa responded blushing and dropping her gaze to the floor.

"Then take your clothes off." I ordered. Charlotte watched in open-mouthed
wonder as her mother submissively stripped as we both watched. Teresa
slowly removed each item of clothing and, after carefully folding it, laid
it on the back of a chair until she stood naked and exposed with her arms
down to her side in front of her daughter and me. Her face turned bright
red, but her nipples grew hard and crinkled.

"Now go clean my house." I ordered.

"Yes sir." She answered as she turned and, mustering as much dignity as she
could in the nude, walked from the room.

"How do you make her obey you like that?" Charlotte asked.

"I just raped her a couple of times, then offered her $200.00 extra each
week to be my whore and not to interfere while I make you my whore." I said
in a very matter of fact voice as I waved Charlotte over to where I sat.
Charlotte gasped in unbelief and blushed at my language as she walked over
to my desk.

"On the desk-" I pointed to crisp new bills lay out on the desk. "-is the
$25.00 I would have paid you last week if your mother hadn't interfered,
plus the $30.00 I planned to pay you this week." I paused to let the fact
that there was $55.00 laid out on my desk that she could have if she did as
I wished. I could see her nipples harden under her tight T-shirt, and I was
willing to bet she was getting wet just looking at the money.

"Take off your clothes." Without taking her eyes from crisp unwrinkled bills
laid out on my desk Charlotte stripped off her clothes. I pulled her closer
to me and Charlotte willingly spread her legs for my hand as I slipped it
into her crotch. I was right, she was wet, extremely wet. Despite her
being a virgin I could probably have slipped my cock into her with minimal
resistance.

"Money makes your cunt wet doesn't it?" I asked her slipping a finger inside
her.

"Yes it does." Charlotte admitted dropping her eyes and showing at least
token shame for being such a mercenary whore.

"What do you think about me raping your mother?" I felt her young pussy
spasm on my finger at the reference to rape.

"She deserved it." Charlotte answered petulantly as her hips moved pushing
herself against my fingers. "She took away the blouse I bought with the
money you gave me and called me dirty names."

"Did she call you a slut and a whore?"

"Yes she did." Charlotte was obviously still angry with her mother and
relished the idea of her mother being raped and forced to become a whore.

"You are a whore aren't you?" I asked her as my thumb worked on her
clitoris. "My spic whore."

"Don't call me that" Charlotte yelled trying to pull away from my hand.

"Call you what? Spic? Or whore?" I asked, holding her in place and working
my finger deeper into her.

"Spic." She answered giving up her half-hearted attempt to get away from me
and concentrating again on pushing herself onto my fingers.

"Sit on my desk." I said as I removed my hand from her crotch causing a
whimper to escape from her. "Lean back and spread your legs." Charlotte did
as she was told, supporting herself on her elbows so she could watch as I
pushed her legs further apart and ran my hands over her inner thighs.
Charlotte actually blushed as I gently pulled her labia apart with my
fingertips and, leaning forward, flicked my tongue back and forth over her
swollen tender clitoris.

Her blush was replaced with heavy breathing and moans as my tongue and
fingers explored every fold and cranny of her virginal young cunt. I
alternated flicking my tongue over her clitoris and fucking it deeply into
the hot wet interior of her pussy. While my tongue kept her cunt occupied I
coated my finger with her lubricating secretions and wormed its tip into her
tight ass. I continued my oral and digital lovemaking until Charlotte had,
by my actual count, five orgasms. No longer being concerned about her
mother finding out, Charlotte screamed, moaned and groaned her way loudly
through each one of them. As she calmed down from her last orgasm I pulled
her from the desk and lowered her to her knees between my legs with her back
to the door.

"Unzip my pants and pull my cock out." Charlotte opened my fly slowly
revealing my hard eager cock to her view.. Taking my cock in her hands
Charlotte stroked slowly up and down the shaft.

"That's good-" I told Charlotte placing my hands on each side of her head
and pulling her mouth towards my cockhead. "-but this time you have to use
your mouth." I moaned as Charlotte's lips parted, allowing my cock access
to her warm wet mouth.

"Nice and slow." I directed her as I guided her mouth up and down my cock.
"Swirl your tongue around the head...that's good...now take it as far into
your mouth as you can...yes...that's good...now lick the bottom...yes...take
it in your mouth again...that's good..now nice and slow just move your mouth
up and down..oh yes..." Charlotte had gotten so involved in practicing her
new skills that she did not notice when I picked up the bell and rang it.
Nor did she notice when her mother came through the door and stood a few
feet behind her. Teresa's face reflected both anger and sadness, but her
nipples grew hard while she watched her daughter giving her very first
blowjob. Placing a hand on each of her cheeks I raised Charlotte's head an
inch or so above my cock and looked into her eyes as I spoke.

"In a minute I'm going to shoot cum in your mouth,-" I glanced up and
smiled when I caught the rage in her mother's eyes then looked back down at
Charlotte. "-and when I do you have to swallow it. Do you understand?"
Charlotte nodded her head in assent, then lowered her mouth back onto my
waiting cock.

I stretched my legs out on each side of the kneeling girl, leaned back in my
chair, laced my fingers behind my head and grinned as I stared into her
mother's eyes while Charlotte worked her mouth up and down my cock coaxing
out her first taste of cum.

Charlotte jumped in surprise when the first spurt hit the back of her
throat, but she kept her mouth on my cock swallowing rapidly and only
losing a small trickle out of the corner of her lips. As Charlotte looked
up at me, drooling cum from her lips, I waved for her mother to leave the
room then pulled Charlotte up into my lap. Charlotte put her arms around my
neck and rested her head on my shoulder. We sat quietly for a few minutes
before Charlotte spoke.

"Can I call you Daddy?" She asked.

"You want to have a 'daddy' who pays you to suck his cock?"

"I want a 'daddy' who takes care of me and makes me feel wonderful like you
do." Charlotte snuggled into my neck as she talked.

"Are you going to be my nasty little whore?" I asked her.

"I'll be your nasty little whore if that's what you want me to be." I found
having a naked young girl in my lap very stimulating and my cock began to
harden again.

"I want you to be the nastiest, dirtiest most perverted little whore in the
whole world." I assured her with a long kiss, our tongues dancing in each
other's mouths. Charlotte giggled and squirmed on top of my hardening cock
while we kissed.

"Daddy's getting hard again." She sang in a teasing tone as she broke off
the kiss and, reaching between her naked thighs, squeezed my cock. I had
been running my hands over Charlotte's body while she sat in my lap,
familiarizing myself and laying claim to every part of her.

"Did you really rape my mom?" Charlotte asked in a slightly more serious
tone.

"Did you see her clothes when she got home?" I asked as my roaming right
hand settled into her crotch.

"Uh-hu,-" Charlotte answered spreading her legs for me. "-they were
ripped. She could barely hold them on." Charlotte chuckled as my fingers
explored her virgin pussy again. "She must have been really embarrassed
having to ride the bus home like that."

"She came over here last week threatening to call the police." I told
Charlotte as I slipped my finger into her. "So I ripped her clothes off,
bent her over the desk right there and fucked the shit out of her."
Charlotte stared at the desk like she was trying to picture her mother bent
over getting the 'shit fucked out of her'. Then she grinned at me.

"Like I said, she deserved it for being so mean to me." I was just
beginning to realize how large the pool of untapped 'nastiness' was in my
new little whore.

"I've got something really special I'd like you to do for me, Lil Whore."

"What's that? " She asked eager to please her new 'daddy' and untroubled by
her nickname.

"I want you to watch me fuck your mother." Charlotte looked confused at
first, then she grinned.

"She'll hate that, won't she?" Charlotte asked with the evilest grin I'd
ever seen on a child that age.

"Yes,-" I assured her. "-she will hate it. In fact-" I continued. "-I
want you to help me put 'it' in her." I picked up the bell from the desk.

"Here-" I said handing it to Charlotte. "-summon the 'Big Whore'."
Charlotte rang the bell with enthusiasm. Charlotte's mother, not knowing
what was going to be done to her, or what she might witness, entered the
room with some obvious trepidation.

"Sit with your ass on the edge of the table and spread your legs." I
ordered. Teresa reluctantly complied blushing with humiliation as she moved
slowly into the position I had ordered.

"Daddy said I could help him fuck you." Charlotte informed her mother, who
was clearly shocked by her daughter's use of 'daddy' to refer to me, as well
as her daughter's clear enthusiasm for the impending humiliation of her
mother.

"Take my shoes and pants off of me." I ordered as I pushed Charlotte out of
my lap. While Charlotte removed my clothing her mother positioned herself
on the desk putting an arm over her face trying to hide her embarrassment.
Once Charlotte finished removing my pants I stood up and removed my shirt
leaving all three of us naked.

I put my arm around Charlotte's waist and we both looked at her mother's
open crotch, her moist swollen labia parting slightly exposing the tip of
her swollen clitoris.

"Your mother-" I placed the heal of my hand on Charlotte's mother's pubic
hair and used the tips of my thumb and first finger to pull her labia apart
revealing her wet glistening inner lips and her erect clitoris "-has been
finger fucking herself." The groan from Charlotte's mother told me I was
right on with my guess as to the reason for the stimulated state of her
genitals. Charlotte's squeals and giggles told me she was delighted with
the idea that her mother had been caught.

"I bet-" I spoke to Charlotte while I held her mother's sex open for her
inspection. "-you get in trouble if you are caught touching your self."

"I sure do!" Charlotte answered shooting daggers at her embarrassed mother.

"Well-" I continued. "-that just shows you what a hypocritical whore your
mother is." I continued displaying her mother's wet cunt. "She punished
you for touching your sweet young pussy then she lays down on the kitchen
floor and fucks herself silly thinking about you getting your first drink of
cum." I removed my fingers form Teresa's crotch.

"How many orgasms did you have?" When the question was met only with
silence I picked up a roll of papers from the desk and brought it down
across her exposed cunt. Charlotte's mother cried out in pain.

"Don't make me ask you again." I said as I raised the paper roll over my
head for a more forceful blow.

"Two." She sobbed. "I came twice."

"From now on-" I said as I lowered the paper and tossed it back onto the
desk beside her. "-you will not cum unless I or Charlotte are fucking you
or give you permission."

"What you want to bet that your 'Big Whore' mama has one huge mother humping
vibrator hidden some where in her bedroom." Needless to say my cock was
staying rock hard during all of this.

"Why don't we make her bring it with her next week and show us how she uses
it." Charlotte suggested with an air of fained innocents. While I loved the
way this girl though, she obviously had some serious issues with her mother.

"I have a better idea-" I replied as I idly stroked the insides of
Charlotte's mother's spread thighs. "-since she's no longer allowed to cum
unless you or I are fucking her-" As I talked I moved my hand to Teresa's
crotch and, using my thumb and forefinger, stroked her still swollen
clitoris like it was a miniature cock. "-as soon as I'm done fucking her
'Big Whore' here is going to take the bus home and get that big ass
vibrator, and any other nasty little sex toys she has hidden in her bedroom
and bring them to me."

"Have you ever seen a cunt before?" I asked Charlotte as I slipped my hand
down to her firm young ass.

"No." She replied not taking her eyes off her mother's exposed cunt.

"I want you to snuggle your face into your mother's crotch and French kiss
her pussy like I did yours earlier." My Little Whore did me proud and
barely hesitated before she lowered her head and gave her mother's waiting
cunt a tentative lick.

"No...no...no..." Her mother sobbed over and over like a mantra. With my
hard dick bouncing in front of me, I walked around the desk and, moving
Teresa's arm away from her face, lifted her to a setting position.

"You have got to watch this-" I whispered in her ear as she held herself
proped up on her elbows. "-it's not every mom who gets to watch her
daughter's first pussy lick." I reached an arm around each side of her and,
cupping a breast in each hand pinched and twisted her nipples.

"You're getting hot-" I whispered in her ear as Teresa began making small,
jerking fucking motions with her hips. "-oh how you love being forced."
Releasing her breasts I pulled her down onto her back then, with her head
hanging over the edge of the desk I forced my cock between her lips and into
her mouth. Charlotte stopped licking long enough to watch as my hard cock
forced its way into her mother's throat, then dived eagerly back into her
mother's crotch. As I fucked forcefully in and out of Teresa's unwilling
mouth I hooked my hands under her knees and, pulling them back and apart,
bent Teresa nearly in half opening her more completely for her daughter's
continued exploration.

Charlotte's enthusiastic tongue work in her mother's sloppy wet cunt, as
well as her high vacuum sucking on her mother's already swollen, over
stimulated clitoris caused Teresa's unheard moans to vibrate against my cock
as I worked it deeper and deeper into her throat. Long strings of saliva
flowed down from her stretched lips into her hanging hair. Teresa's chest
heaved as she tried to suck air around my cock every time I pulled myself
from her throat. She reached back over her head and held onto my thighs
while I pounded my cock relentlessly into her mouth, my balls slapping her
nose and eyes.

Pulling my drool-covered throbbing rock hard cock from Teresa's abused mouth
I moved around the desk and, after pushing Charlotte out of my way, grabbed
one of Teresa's thighs in each hand and forced myself inside her in one
pounding thrust. Charlotte looked up in confusion from where she landed
then, getting to her feet Charlotte stood beside me and watched with wide
eyed wonder as I pumped in and out of her mother.

"Climb on the desk-" I instructed Charlotte releasing one of Teresa's thighs
and giving Charlotte's naked butt a firm squeeze. "-and squat over your
mother's face." I kept myself firmly planted inside Teresa while I helped
her daughter up onto the desk. Charlotte pushed her virgin pussy against
her mother's open mouth and rocked her hips positioning herself to receive
the most stimulation from the maternal tongue.

Raising up on her knees, and pushing herself more firmly against her
mother's overworked mouth, Charlotte wrapped her arms around my neck and,
after pulling our heads together pushed her tongue deeply into my mouth.
When our lips met it was like an electric circuit closing as wave after wave
of orgasmic ecstasy coursed through our connected bodies until we collapsed
in one tangled heap.

Charlotte and I each laid at an angle, our mouths still connected in a long
passionate kiss, my cock still buried inside her mother and Charlottes hot
young pussy resting on her mother's cheek. We broke our kiss and lay
together until my softening cock slipped from Teresa's wet pussy.

Charlotte suddenly climbed down from the desk and yelling 'I'll be right
back' ran from the room. I moved to my desk chair and left Teresa laying
spread legged on the desk where her oozing cunt drooled lubricant and cum.

"Put this on." Charlotte commanded her mother, tossing one of my old
T-shirts which landed on Teresa's stomach. Teresa sat up unsteadily on the
edge of the desk with her feet on the floor and pulled the T-shirt over her
head. Charlotte had made an excellent choice, the T-shirt was old and the
material was thin. The shirt was long enough to be 'decent' as her only
piece of clothing, but the thin material clung to her body accentuating
every curve. The size, shape and even color of her aureoles and nipples
could be easily seen through the shirt. The material was so thin that you
could easily make out the dark triangle of her pubic hair. Once she was
dressed and Charlotte and I had our fill of discussing her new choice in
slutty clothes I gave her just enough money for the bus trip home and back
then sent the red-faced, humiliated Teresa, who reeked of cum, home to
retrieve all of her sex toys.

To pass the time until Teresa's return I amused myself by playing with
Charlotte's firm body while we speculated about her mother's ride on the
bus. Charlotte moved like a cat, and almost purred in contentment, as my
hands roamed over her youthful skin. After many minutes of this play
Charlotte sank to her knees between my legs and sucked my cock back into her
hot eager mouth. While Charlotte practice her new skill, licking kissing
and sucking on my hard cock I, between tips on how to be better cock sucker,
instructed her on the care and feeding of a submissive whore like her
mother.

"Your mother-" I told her as I stroked her hair. "-is the kind of slut who
can only really cum, can only relly enjoy fucking if she's being forced." I
put my hands on each side of Charlotte's head and adjusted the speed of her
mouth up and down my cock's shaft.

"You noticed that when we dressed her in that old T-shirt, and sent her out
in public with her naked tits and cunt visible underneath the thin material,
that she begged us not to make her do it. She begged us not to, but,
secretly hoping that we would, she did not refuse to go. She did not put on
her regular clothes and leave." I paused to watch Charlotte's head bob up
and down as her lips, stretched around my cock, moved up and down its shaft
in a steady rhythm.

"When the two of you go home I want you to continue to dominate her. Make
her do any dirty nasty thing you can think of. Certainly make her eat your
pussy any time you want to cum, and be sure to eat her, but beyond that
never pass up an opportunity to make her act like a whore in front of other
people. If you want to invite the high school football team over and make
her fuck every one of them then by all means do it." The speed of
Charlotte's mouth up and down my cock grew with visions of her mother
fucking a room full of teenage football players.

"Better yet-" I continued as I slipped my hands between our bodies and
caressed Charlotte's beautiful firm young breasts. "-set up a chair and
table beside the bed and make each of them pay you before they climb on top
of your mother to fuck her. That will increase her humiliation which will
increase her pleasure and be a nice source of income for you." Charlotte's
nipples hardened against my palms as I talked about her charging boys for
fucking her mother.

"Keep one hand on the base of my cock -" I instructed my eager pupil. "-and
use your other hand to finger yourself." Charlotte, keeping a firm grip on
my hard cock with her left hand, moved her right hand between her her legs
and started rubbing circles over her already stimulated clitoris.

"I want you to make yourself cum before I cum." I instructed her as I leaned
back in the chair and, stretching my legs out on each side of my little cock
sucking whore, enjoyed the feel and the sight of her mouth on my cock.
Since I'd already cum a couple of times I knew she was in for a marathon
cock sucking episode.

Her sucking declined to licks and kisses on the head and underside of my
cock as her rapidly moving fingers brought her closer and closer to her own
orgasm. She came hard, holding onto the base of my cock with one hand while
frantically rubbing circles around her clitoris with the other and rubbing
my hard cock over her now slime covered face. As her orgasm faded Charlotte
was left resting her head on my thigh while she slowly moved her hand up and
down my hard shaft.

"I'll give you an additional five dollars-" I said lifting her head up so I
could see her face. "-if you can make yourself cum again before I cum."
Her features were slack with fatigue and satiated lust, but the offer of
money brought the mercenary spirit out in my little whore and she went back
to work on herself, and on me.

"In fact-" I continued lifting her mouth off of my cock again. "-I'll pay
you five dollars for every time you can make yourself cum between now and
when your mother gets back with her sex toy's." Charlotte grinned and went
back to work on her cunt with her right hand while she licked the underside
of my shaft, then enveloped my hard cock in her hot wet mouth.

I spent the rest of the time until Charlotte's mother returned kicked back
in my chair watching my slut cum over and over while she paid just enough
attention to my cock to keep me hard and interested.

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