"Hold back and I'll know, bitch. Hold back and your daughter will be JOINING you. Got it?" Ben growled.
'I have to do this for Sky's sake,' Charlotte thought, hating how much things had spiraled out of control.
With tears leaking down her cheeks, the gorgeous, gagged, and busty MILF nodded. With her hands cuffed in front of her, the beautiful mother crouched over the nearest dildo. Then, dreading the sensations to come, Charlotte decided to just get it over with. She slammed her slick snatch down the entirety of its girth in one swift plunge. Her cunt immediately felt a riot of stimulation as the ribbing on the dildo awoke the nerve endings up and down her pussy. For the first few seconds or so, it felt all right. More than all right. For the first few seconds, it felt positively good as that ribbed dildo rubbed against the sides of her aroused sex.
But then the hot sauce kicked in. Fresh tears sprang from Charlotte's eyes as the busty MILF felt an unbearable heat flaring between her legs. She was reaching down already, her cuffed hands pressed to her pussy, her fingers rubbing her clitoris fervently while she humped the dildo. But the agony tore through her, heat sizzling inside her cunt as she bounced on the shaft, as her insides screamed and fire slithered through her loins.
"UGGGGHHHH!!!!! UUUUUUU!!!! PLS!!!!!!!" The red ball-gag mostly contained her muffled shrieks as the gorgeous blonde humped the pink dildo.
Ben looked down with satisfaction as the poor woman rubbed her clit to stoke pleasure to counteract the pain, her breasts bouncing with the enticing rhythm he'd hoped for as she violently impaled her sex on that unyielding pink monstrosity.
"Not bad, Mama. Keep it up. Show that pussy who's boss now. That pink cock is your new Master right now. I want to see those cunt lips kissing the base, hitting those pink testicles, each time you fuck yourself. No going easy on yourself, bitch. Not unless you want your sweet little girl to join you."
Squeezing her eyes shut with a wail, Charlotte maintained her appalling exertions. Her cunt lips slid down the entirety of that awful pink manhood with each and every impalement. And with each and every impalement, just as the ribbing abraded the insides of her cunt, so too did the hot sauce make Charlotte's pussy feel as if it was being engulfed by an inferno.
Contented with the show that Charlotte was putting on, Ben turned back to survey the rest of the action.
With a groan, Zane was finally starting to come to, cuffed to his chair. Meanwhile, Skylar's exertions were going strong. The slender blonde's butt cheeks were rising and falling at a steady tempo as she impaled her own pussy on J's eager shaft. Each time she slid up on him, Ben could see the telltale fluids coating J's cock, that fleshy spike glistening with both J's pre-cum and his victim's cunt juice.
"Now this is what I call special. Now this is what I call a party," Ben boomed.
He walked over just in time to see Zane's bleary eyes open. The young man took a few moments to understand his surroundings, to realize that his ankles and wrists were cuffed, that he was completely naked, immobilized, and helpless. Then his eyes widened. All at once he saw this horrific scene: his naked mother, gagged and cuffed, humping a giant pink cock and shrieking, his naked sister hugging a man and sliding her pussy down his cock like a nympho-maniac while moaning, and his girlfriend naked with her wrists cuffed in front of her looking like a deer in headlights.
"Wakey, wakey, lover-boy. You thought you were going to have a nice, intimate night with your hot-piece-of-ass girlfriend, but tonight you're going to get more than you bargained for," Ben gloated.
"Uhhh! You...you sick son of a bitch... what are you doing?"
"What's it look like? Teaching your family the joys of sexual bliss. Now... I think you want in on this action, my little bitch-boy. Am I right?" Ben jerked his chin toward the seat of Zane's chair. Although his shaft was flaccid right now, even at its fully elongated length it couldn't have been more than a good six or seven inches - paltry compared to the rigid cock of the rapist who now loomed above him. "Looks like we need to wake up your little you, don't we now," Ben mocked. His gaze slid toward Mia. "Maybe your girlfriend can help with that."
Now the assailant stalked over to the bed.
"Please, don't hurt us!" Mia babbled. "I'll cooperate. Look, I won't resist. I'll -"
SLAP. The slap stung Mia's cheek and she rocked back on her heels, nearly sprawling back onto the bed.
"If you want to cooperate, you'll shut the fuck up and do exactly as I say," Ben hissed. He now grabbed Mia by the nape of the neck and thrust her forward, then thrust her onto her knees at Zane's feet.
"You see anything you like, little slut? I'd get busy if I were you."
With a shudder, Mia leaned forward. Tenderly, she began to traipse her tongue up and down the sides of her boyfriend's shaft. Then she swirled her tongue just around his glans, her cuffed hands gently cupping his balls. Soon Zane's manhood sprang to life. Soon Zane was groaning. Mia now bathed the top of his penis in her saliva, her little pink tongue flicking and caressing him.
"Uggghh! You sick bastards, you won't get away with this," Zane huffed.
"Keep him hard, bitch. I want you licking and teasing and sucking on just the very tip of that cock, but that's it. I don't want him coming yet. Understood?"
"Uhhh. Y-yes."
"Yes WHAT?" Ben barked, yanking her head back by the hair and glaring at her.
Mia wracked her brain and remembered what Skylar had called the other intruder.
"Y-yes, Master."
