Down stairs Cutter had sent Crazy Carl out to keep watch on the front areas and Mike was sent to watch the pool and back areas. Debbie was standing near a window trying to look relaxed and not as petrified as she actual felt inside. Still dressed in the very expensive dress she had worn out shopping this afternoon she looked ten years younger than the thirty-six years she was. Cutter guessed her to be about five foot nine or ten inches tall without heels. Real blond hair bound back in a pony tail. Facial features of a model with very little sign of any wrinkles. He also guessed about 36-28-37 but the true figures would expose themselves soon. Cutter had to chuckle at his own humorous thoughts. He walked over to her and stood before her. Debbie pushed her body back against the wall as tight as she could. “Let’s sit down, have a after dinner drink and relax. It’s time to plan our lives for the next few days.” With that he took Debbie’s hand and let her to the sofa.
Pouring two more Cognacs he handed one to her and sat down very close to her with their thighs touching. Debbie tried to move away but the arm of the sofa prevented her from removing the contact. Cutter sipped his drink and said nothing for a while then turning to her he said, “I want you to understand that I meant what I said earlier. If you and the kids don’t cooperate fully with each and every demand made of you, you will suffer punishments and pain as you have never dreamed of. Do you totally accept this as the truth and will conduct yourself accordingly while we are your guests?” Debbie smelled the Cognac laden breath of this part animal part suave gentleman as he whispered to her. Her mind was reeling with all that had happened so quickly but she knew she had to stay clear if she and the kids were going to survive. He mind continued to flash with vivid scenes of what could and most likely would happen to her, even if she complied.
Like all women, Debbie had fantasized many times about rape but always during those fantasies she was in control and the man was what Dawn would call a “hulk”. Never did she dream of four escaped convicts using her body in anyway they choose. “Well?” Cutter’s sharp voice cut though her thoughts and quickly brought her back to reality.
With tears flowing down her cheeks Debbie made a plea, “Please, I’ll cooperate with you, but don’t hurt my children, they’re young.” Cutter gently touched her hand and said, “Hurt has many definitions, maybe what you would call hurt, some would call a learning experience.” Again Debbie spasmed and again her thoughts ran wild. What did this man mean, did it mean what she dreaded to think but couldn’t stop from filling her mind. Dawn only sixteen and Bobby just thirteen, no it wasn’t possible, was it? The look in Cutter’s eye’s gave her the answer, it was not only possible it was assured.
THE RULES: Cutter,. still touching hands, continued to just stare into Debbie’s eyes. “You’re going to rape me aren’t you?, she sobbed softly. “No,” replied Cutter, “We’re going make love, all of us. What better way for house guests to be treated?” Debbie just shook her head and dropped her chin to her chest. ” This is how it is going to be Debbie, and any deviation from these instructions will cause great pain and suffering to those who do so.” With that Cutter stood up and in a strong voice began to read his “rules for house guests”.
“Tonight you will join me in bed and you will perform like you may have many years ago when you reached your peak. However, you must accept the fact that you will learn many new ways of pleasing a man.” “Things you may like, things you may not like. It’s immaterial, you wants are not considered. Only ours.” “When I am sufficiently pleased Mike and Carl will be serviced in the same manner. Any hesitation as to a request for any service will be treated with swift punishment. You must realize that the three of us have not had a woman in years and the pent-up dreams we have had are ready to be put to practice.” Debbie looked puzzled, “Three?” “Oh, yes I forgot. Willie only does men or should I say males.” “Your job is to keep the rest of us pleased at all time regardless of the time or place.” Now stand up. Debbie stood facing Cutter. He wrapped his arms around her and said, “To begin, kiss me and do it like we have been lovers for years.” Debbie stared into the face of the man who now owns her body , her fate pre-planned. She closed her eyes and parted her lips and pressed them to Cutter’s waiting mouth. Feeling his tongue probe she forced herself to probe back with hers.
After Cutter released Debbie he picked up the bottle of Cognac and two glasses and pointed to the stairway. Debbie led the way while fighting back the urge to cry or scream. “Which one is yours?, he asked. She pointed at the end of the hall where the double doors were. As expected the bedroom was very tastefully and expensively furnished. A large king sized bed sat in the center of the room and doors on either side led off to “His & Hers” bathrooms. Cutter opened a sliding mirrored closest and ran his hand over some of the beautiful gowns. “Maybe next time we’ll have you get into one of these, tonight the time is too short.” With that he sat down in a richly upholstered chair and motioned for Debbie to stand in front of him. ” Now I want to see you strip slowly one piece at a time, while I enjoy the suspense.
Debbie had to take a deep breath to clear her mind. Can this be happening? Here in her bedroom where for more than eighteen years she spent thousands of happy hours both by herself and with her husband Tom for whom she had stripped lovingly many times before. He in her safe inter-sanctum she was about to be raped by a strange man, no not one, but three men. The snap of Cutter’s fingers brought her back to the reality of what she must do. Her sleeveless dress opened in the front with seven buttons. Debbie stared at the wall as she started to open each one from the top down.
“No Debbie.”, said Cutter, “You will look me directly in the eye and make love with your expressions at all times. She dropped her gaze and managed a slight smile as she made eye contact. When all of the buttons had been opened Cutter could see a lacy white half slip and a white bra of some shinny material. Opening the front wide Debbie allowed the dress to fall at her feet. Cutter watched as she was not sure of what next to do. Taking her thumbs she pulled at the waistband of the slip and pushed it down to the floor. Cutter raised his hand and indicated for her to stop. His stood up and walked slowly around Debbie as she stood with her arms at her side.
Cutter took a deep breath and smelled her perfume that was mixing with the body odors that had formed under stress. The cleavage of her breasts was most promising. It had been years since Cutter had seen a woman’s intimate apparel being worn and so close. The dark panty hose made her creamy white mid section stand out even more. He resisted unhooking the three hooks at the back of her bra. No he thought, It’s better to make her do it and let her feel she has no other choice. Sitting down he motioned again to continue. Debbie slid the pantyhose down and balancing carefully removed it from both legs. Now there was only a white panty covering her mound. Still keeping eye contact, but with rising tears in her eyes, Debbie reached behind her back and unsnapped the hooks on her bra. Bringing the two bands to her side she hesitated, a pleading look on her face, but finally lowered her shoulders slightly and allowed the bra to slide off and drop.
Cutter sat just a foot from the perfectly formed white globes with small delicate nipples proudly pointing ahead. His cock that had been hard since the beginning now strained to grow even bigger. He heard Debbie take a deep breath as she lowered the panties exposing public hair that was golden in color and he was sure of fine texture. Only the slightest indication of any cunt lips could be seen while she stood there. Twirling his finger he indicated for her to turn around. Debbie did so and now her beautiful ass was in front of Cutter. “Open up your legs for me.” Debbie moved her feet apart. “Now bend over and touch the rug.” Cutter couldn’t see the expression of embarrassment on her face as she bent over thus exposing herself completely to this stranger. Not even her husband had seen her in such a position.
Cutter saw a perfectly formed rosebud of an asshole with no scaring or hemorrhoids to mar it. below was a pink cunt with slim lips surrounding it. Lightly covered to the edge with the blond hair. Hard to believe two children had come from this orifice but he would soon tests its depth and diameter. “Enough,” he said, ” Now it’s my turn. Start with my shirt” He stood before her as she worked each button of the shirt stolen from hospital earlier. As she pealed if back off his shoulders her breasts touched his chest, nipple to nipple. A shock ran through both of them at this first contact. Going down to her knees she undid his laces she removed both shoes and socks. Staring eye level with his crouch Debbie knew what was next. Opening his belt and drawing down his zipper she saw no shorts, just a mass of black curly hairs and the head of a massive cock standing straight up. Closing her eyes to the sight she lowered the pants and removed them from each leg. With her eyes still closed she felt Cutter reach under her armpits and left her easily to her feet.
“I think we both should get squeaky clean “, Cutter said, “don’t you agree? Debbie nodded as she was led to the nearest bathroom.. Cutter told Debbie to set the water at a very hot temperature, the prison never had enough hot water. They both entered and he took a bar of perfumed soap out of the tray and a wash cloth and began to wash Debbie’s back. He continued down her back and especially took pains to wash between those lovely cheeks of her ass. He spent much time on the Debbie’s frontal area going between her crouch and those big tits. Parting her cunt lips and rubbing the soapy wash rag slowly between them. Ordering her to bend over he made sure that lovely pink rosebud of an asshole was spotlessly clean. When he was finished he handed the cloth and soap to her and let her do him from head to toe. Debbie had never been in a shower with any man except her husband. The task of washing another man’s genitals and his rectum was almost more than she could do but she finished the task. Cutter’s cock at all times was standing like a spear in the air, waiting for skin to pierce.
Drying off he led her back to the bed. He started to lie down and changed his mind. No he thought, that’s not the right position for her, lying down, no way. This has to be done correctly, on her knees. Standing next to the bed he put his hand on her shoulders and pushed down. Debbie knew this was coming and didn’t resist. Her face was only inches from the massive cock that she had just cleaned. Much bigger than Tom’s with a large red head with an opening that she knew would spew the sticky sperm that she didn’t like to clean up after sex. Would he make her swallow it she wondered. Once Tom had not told her he was cumming and he sprayed the inside of her mouth with gobs of the thick stuff. She had spit it out and told him never to do that again. Now she knew she must obey each and every command given, even if it meant swallowing every drop.
“You can start by licking my balls.”, said Cutter, “Too big to put in your mouth but do suck on them carefully.” Debbie reached out with her tongue and tasted his scrotum, occasionally puckering up her lips and sucking on the massive orbs. She constantly had to reach up and remove hairs from her teeth. After a while he told her to start on the shaft. Debbie licked from his balls up to the head, back and forth. Cutter told her to open the slit and tongue it. A real virgin at this he thought, no experience at all it seems. Must have a real nerd for a husband. Using both thumbs, Debbie spread the slit and put her tongue into the slot. A bitter taste meant some piss had appeared at the end. “Now all of it, take it all in.” Opening her mouth to the very limit she pulled down on the shaft and took it into her mouth. Letting it slide to the back of her throat she pumped her mouth and sucked as hard as she could.
Cutter wanted to enjoy this as long as possible but it had been years since he had a woman sucking him off. He was going to cum quickly and nothing could stop it. He took on hand and held the back of Debbie’s head and with the other grabbed his cock and pulled a little back from her lips. “I want you to see every drop you’re going to get. Open you mouth and stick out your tongue, keep your eyes open.” Debbie complied and he began jacking off with his cock far enough away from her extended tongue so that she could see the slot widen just before it began to spurt streams of warm cum onto her tongue and into her mouth. “Don’t miss a drop.”, he warned. It took all the control Debbie had not to spit out the slimly liquid but she locked her jaw and allowed it to fill up. When he stopped he said, “swallow it.” Debbie did so with a loud gulp. Debbie began to breathe quickly in a series of quick pants to prevent throwing up. She finally got her stomach under control and without knowing why ran her tongue over her lips as if she had just had some ice cream. They were covered with more cum and she knew she had to swallow again. This time it was easier. Debbie tried to tell herself it’s like swallowing the white of an egg at a party but she knew the taste and musky smell would remain for a long time. This time it wasn’t an egg, it was millions of microscopic sperm expecting a warm vagina to swim in but getting an over-acidic stomach instead. They all died within seconds.
Cutter needed to relax after that so he rolled over and laid flat on the bed. “Clean me up, hon, it’s a little messy.” Debbie started with his balls and licked them and the hairs around them until they were clean of all cum. Then the shaft of his limp cock was licked until no trace of cum was left. “While you’re down there you could do something else for me if you would, tickle my asshole with that beautiful tongue of yours.” Good god Debbie thought, what else can happen to me. Cutter was getting mad, “Come on Debbie, you know what will happen if you resist.” Cutter raised his legs high up and brought his knees all the way back to his chest thus exposing his full crouch. Debbie could now see the large dark ring below the scrotum. In her mind she remembered how carefully she had washed the area just a while ago. She tried to convince herself it was only skin and not to think of what passes there sometimes.
Lowering her face she placed her tongue on his scrotum sack and started licking downward moving slowly downward. Smooth skin and hairs suddenly became a rippled hump, she knew she was there. Debbie lightly stroked the area but Cutter pushed down on her head and buried her face in the crack of his ass. “Push Debbie, push hard.”, he cried, “I want your tongue inside my asshole.” With her head pushed so deeply into his ass slot Debbie could hardly breathe. She knew the only way to stop his pushing is to do what he wanted. Rolling her tongue into a point she placed it in the center of his asshole and pushed with all her might. It worked as she felt the sphincter muscle give way a little and then surround her tongue. A bitter taste and then she was squeezed out by a spasm of the muscle. At least she could now breathe. “Good girl, good girl, that was super but next time I don’t want to have to push, understand?” Oh my god thought Debbie, he said “next time”.
Cutter felt re-charged now and spun Debbie around onto the bed. Quickly he placed his now again ridged cock against her cunt and without waiting pushed it fully into her. Debbie did not have time to lure herself and the immense organ caused her pain and she cried out. “I told you I don’t want any crap when you’re being fucked, didn’t you understand?” “I’m sorry I couldn’t help it, it hurt.” Cutter glared down at her while he pumped his cock in her, “Hurt, I’ll give you hurt tomorrow when your demerits are counted up.” Cutter was going to use the prison system of demerits to keep track of how the family performs. He again couldn’t stop the quick cumming and let loose another heavy stream of sperm into Debbie. Getting up he told her to take a shower and get ready for Mike. Debbie had forgotten there were to be three rapes tonight. As she showered she wondered if Mike and Carl were worse in bed than Cutter was. It wasn’t long until she found out. Mike came next, then Carl. Debbie wished Cutter had not shared her.
THE SECOND DAY: The next morning Debbie awoke and immediately felt the pain of the previous night. Her nipples hurt where Carl had bitten them until they bled. Her asshole was fucked at least five times in all , maybe more. She swallowed at least a pint of three different tasting cum’s and had an equal amount matted in her hair where they wouldn’t let her take a shower to clean it out. She had been forced to sleep on the floor as Mike and Carl both slept in the bed. Cutter opened the door and smiled down at Debbie. “Sleep well my dear, looks like a nice soft rug.?” Debbie didn’t smile, she wrapped the sheet they had given her tightly around her and stood up saving she needed to go to the bathroom. Cutter grabbed the sheet and jerked it off leaving Debbie totally nude. “When you’re around us you will not cover yourself up, understand?” The noise caused Mike and Carl to wake up. “Hey boss did we have a blast last night. Right honey?” Debbie stood nude before the three men with her head bowed. “Please may I have a shower?” Cutter patted her on the ass and pushed her thwarts the bathroom, “Sure hon, have a warm one but not too long. We need breakfast cooked.”
Debbie entered the shower and stood with the hot water spraying on her head not moving. Taking inventory of her body it seemed her two nipples were the only parts that were bleeding. She felt inside her vagina and it seemed a little sore but normal. Her asshole was like a bruise, it hurt when she touched it. Remembering Cutter’s warning, Debbie washed quickly and dried herself off. Not having anything to wear she started to wrap a towel around herself but stopped thinking how he might react. After all there was nothing the three of them hadn’t seen or done to her body. She opened the door and stepped into the room. All eyes were on her naked figure as she stood there. “May I get dressed? Cutter looked and said, “OK but not too much, takes time to remove it all.” The three men laughed at his joke. Cutter walked over to her cabinets and ***********ed a see through “babydoll” peignoir that covered all but was very thin. “That’s enough Debbie, just enough.” Debbie looked at herself in the mirror and said, “How can I go before my children in this? I’m still naked.”
“Yep, you’re almost naked but not fully so,” said Mike, “They should know that their mother has such a fine figure.” Debbie was grabbed by Carl and walked down stairs to the kitchen. In the kitchen were Bobby and Dawn sitting at the table still looking very scared. Both looked startled when they saw their mother walk in wearing only the peignoir. Bobby looked away quickly, Dawn’s mouth feel open and she said, “Mother, what are you doing? You can’t go around dressed like that. Please put something on. Cutter walked over to Dawn and put his finger on her nose and told her in a low voice, “Your Mommy will wear what I tell her to or nothing as I decide. You will shut up or I may decide to have you wear one just like it. With that statement, Dawn froze and sat down, still staring at her mother. Bobby kept looking at the floor until Carl grabbed his hair and jerked his head up and pointed him directly at his mother just three feet away. He knew about female bodies from reading magazines he had hidden in his room but never thought about his mother being like those women until now. He could plainly see she had large breasts with dark nipples showing through the thin material. More importantly he saw a blond patch of hair between her legs that caused a stirring in his loins.
Carl whispered in his ear, “Hey sonny boy you like what you see? Maybe we can let you see more later. Would you like that?” The men all laughed and Bobby again looked at the floor. Mike went over to Debbie and told her to start breakfast. The men sat down and began to discuss the nights happening. Debbie cringed when she heard some of the details being discussed where the teens could here some of the words. Even though Bobby was two years younger than his sister he was more aquainted with the street language the men were using. He only caught some of the words: she.. large… sucked… asshole. cummed fucked…. but enough that he knew his mother’s night was not quiet like his was. Dawn grabbed his arm and quietly asked, “What are those men saying? Did anything happen to Mom? Tell me.” Bobby took a deep breath and said, “I think they raped Mom all night long.” Dawn hid her face in her hands and started to cry. The men noticed and Cutter yelled over to shut up. Debbie stopped long enough from fixing breakfast to come over and hold her. She felt she knew why her daughter was crying. Debbie prayed that she do would not soon have to cry for Dawn.