EPILOGUE - THE NEXT MORNING
Golden rays of early morning sunlight cast their glow about the loving couple. At least, that might have been the mistaken impression from an innocent observer in a certain guest bedroom in the house of Charlotte Bloomington.
Despite all expectations, Charlotte had managed to fall asleep after a long and arduous night of sexual abuse. J had cuffed the two of them together before letting her in under the covers, spooning her throughout the night. Now the naked MILF could feel her captor stirring behind her. He swept the blankets off of them.
"Mmm. Good morning, bitch. Did you sleep well?" J said groggily.
"Yes, Master."
Charlotte turned toward J as J leaned in for a morning kiss. To Charlotte's shock, the kiss was tender and unhurried. When he pulled away, though, reality set in.
"Let's get you that morning ass-fuck I promised," J said darkly. The muscular young actor-turned-criminal proceeded to reach over to the nightstand on his side of the bed. There he found the key to their cuffs, which he soon unlocked. He then re-cuffed her wrists to the headboard.
"Kneel and put that ass up in the air for me, you cute whore."
The busty MILF did as her assailant ordered. J looked down at his morning wood, that elongated shaft pointing up like a fleshy spike, and then stared at the tiny rosebud of Charlotte's asshole just begging to be taken. He took a vial of oil which he'd nabbed from his duffel bag of 'goodies' the night before. Now, he poured a generous few dollops of the oil into the blonde's puckered opening.
"Ahhh!" The oil gave the blonde woman's ass a shock of cold before warming inside her.
"You like it, bitch? See, I can merciful. We don't want your ass bleeding like your poor daughter's," J commented as he slathered more of the oil up and down his vein-engorged shaft. "And you know what, now you're truly getting your money's worth, Mama. You said you wanted a night of sexual trauma with your sweet daughter to bring you closer together, right? Well after your precious girl got ass-fucked last night, I bet you're yearning for the same treatment just so you can properly empathize."
'You bastard,' Charlotte thought fiercely. 'I should never have hired you.' Instead, though, the gorgeous celebrity author said, "Yes, Master. Thank you. Thank you for lubing up my asshole."
Now J grabbed something else, though. His cell. Opening up the camera app, he set it to record video. Next, he knelt behind her and got into position, aiming his phone downward.
"I think we need to record this, bitch. Think of it as a special memento of an experience you'll never forget. Don't worry, I'll send you a copy," he said with a sadistic chuckle. Now the musclebound captor positioned the bulbous tip of his oil-sheened cock at Charlotte's puckered opening.
'Oh god, this is going to hurt,' Charlotte thought, gritting her teeth. Her sphincter muscles clenched on instinct, trying to keep that massive cock from penetrating.
"Relax, Mama. Open your ass up to me. Easy now, bitch. I don't want to tear you." Charlotte's head hung low and she held onto the headboard with a white-knuckled grip as she felt J's manhood begin to apply pressure to her butthole. It took some serious work and effort. Charlotte had never done anal before. Her late husband had had no interest, and her current boyfriend, Graham, didn't either. Perhaps the anal plug from the strap-on dildo the night before had helped get her body acclimated to the sensation though, and now she willed herself to relax. The sexy MILF managed to sigh as she felt the head of J's cock pop into her asshole.
"Uuhhhh!!! Fuck, Mama, you're tight. Yes... so far so good. Hang in there, bitch. Let's get you FILLED."
J now had his phone camera zoom in on the mother's ass cheeks, focusing on the length of his cock slowly pushing inside her tightest hole.
"Oh god!" Charlotte groaned, "please be gentle, Master. Please, Master."
Charlotte's assailant thrust more insistently, and soon another three inches of his manhood became embedded in her ass.
"All right, bitch. Are you ready? It's almost time for me to start my rhythm of thrusting."
The sexy mother of two shuddered as she waited for the sensation of fullness to worsen. Even with the oil, that cock felt like sandpaper rubbing inside her tight anal sleeve, each sensation somehow exquisite but also excruciating at the same time. Tears sprang to Charlotte's eyes as she felt that cock slide another agonizing three inches into her bottom. Then, ever so gingerly, surprisingly gingerly given how J had treated her up until now, her captor began to pull his cock out and then thrust it back in.
Charlotte groaned as J enjoyed the view - his cock splitting those perfectly sculpted butt cheeks, his cock sliding in and out, that gleaming oil making it all possible.
"Mmmm. Yes, bitch, you're doing good. You're doing so good. See, it's not so bad, is it? This is an ass-rape to remember."
When she didn't answer him, J gave his captive a smack on the back of the head. It didn't take a genius to sense what he wanted to hear, so she catered to his twisted whims.
"Yes, Master! I'll remember this ass-rape," she groaned. "It's not so bad. Thank you! Thank you for fucking my ass. I love the feel of your cock deep in my ass."
"See? A little gratitude goes a long way, slut. This will be our farewell fuck, Mama, so let's make the most of it. Then we can go and check on your daughter and son and your son's hot girlfriend." The next few minutes were surprisingly pleasant, at least from the standpoint of base instinct and sensation. After the initial, severe discomfort, Charlotte found that the ample lubrication J provided had made a big difference. His cock now sawed in and out of her ass at a steady pace, and the oil had now coated every inch of her distended anus. She almost wanted to sob with relief as that oil soothed her anal passage, her nerve endings coaxed to life as J pounded into her ass harder and harder from behind.
He got a savage rhythm going, and still she found she could take it. To Charlotte's shame she found that, although there was no way she could possibly reach orgasm this way, a constant thrum of heat now surged through her veins. She gripped the headboard and grunted in time to her assailant's thrusts. She stared at the wall and felt her ass clamp itself around his dick with each and every plunge. She even found herself getting a little lost in the throes of lust as his balls slapped against her smooth ass cheeks.
