This is a FICTICIOUS story that contains elements of non-consent, abuse, humiliation, gangbangs and other darker types of kinks. If such things offend you, please do not read. This story is meant to be entertainment only.
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Special thanks to TRCIII for editing this series! His efforts have improved my work no end.
Also to Lucy who has been the inspiration for this and 3 other series that I have written.
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Lucy stood in her kitchen; she was not sure how she felt. Part of her felt physically uncomfortable. She was naked save for a pair of her daughter's sexy white lace knickers, which were at least two sizes too small. They cut into her pussy, most of the material disappearing into the outer lips, and they completely disappeared into her arse crack. The other item she was wearing was her daughter's lace bra that matched the knickers. This was not quite as uncomfortable; her daughter was almost the same size as her, and her 18-year-old breasts had filled out well. The cup size was only 1 smaller than hers, but this did mean her tits seemed to be bursting out the top of the bra.
Lucy was only dressed like this because she was being blackmailed, and that blackmail was enabled by a video of acts she committed because she was being blackmailed for something else. Lucy had quashed the sexual repression she had for years and had started doing risky things for thrills, excitement, and sexual gratification. Unfortunately, others were using that to exploit her, and that was now getting out of control.
She didn't know what this afternoon would hold; the details from her blackmailer had been thin. She thought about her blackmailer, her daughter's ex-boyfriend, the 20-year-old caretaker at her school. Tammy was 18 now—just, her birthday only last week—but last year Lucy had forced them to break up. He was too old for her, and he had just taken the job at the school, which made it very inappropriate. He had taken his revenge for that on Wednesday...but that was a different story about her own corruption.
Tammy would be on her way to Hockey very soon, and she was alone in the house. Toby, her blackmailer, would be here any minute, bringing with him "friends". She had no idea how many or who they were, she just knew she was going to be used, probably humiliated, and basically be a sex slave to these men. She did not want to in any way, but had no choice; she didn't want details of her recent lifestyle choices being spread to people she knew or her daughter.
The doorbell went. She walked to the window and carefully looked out; it was Toby and six other young men. She swallowed hard. She knew most of them, as they were Tammy's friends. She walked to the door, barefoot, and only wearing her daughter's underwear, and opened it; she had followed his instruction to the letter.
"Oh wow, Lucy, you look amazing," said Toby. A couple of the others looked like their jaws had just bounced off the floor.
"Come in quickly," Lucy said, an edge of concern to her voice. "I can't let the neighbours see me."
Toby seemed to take his time, not caring, but the others came in quickly. Once they were in, she closed the door and let out a sigh of relief. Toby was already heading upstairs, the others following. She went after them, and found herself standing in her bedroom.
"On the bed Lucy—on your knees, I think. We need to see those fabulous tits," Toby said. "You look very good squeezed into Tammy's underwear."
One of the others spoke, Tristan, "I have always fancied you, Mrs. Hanson, and that tight bra makes your tits look wonderful. I can't believe I am going to get to touch them."
"Fuck them if you want," Toby said. "Lucy here will submit to anything you want to do to her. Isn't that right, Lucy? Tell the boys they have your consent."
"It's true. I will let you do whatever you want to me," Lucy said, watching all the faces light up, as if they had not really believed this would happen until now.
Tristan moved first, placing a hand on her tit, then slipping it under her bra to feel her rock hard nipple.
"Oh wow," Tristan said, "I can't believe it. These are the best tits I have ever felt."
"Probably the only tits you have felt, Tristan," one of the others said. It was Alex when she looked, but all of them were laughing.
Lucy realised she knew all these men; they all had been here with Tammy at some point. As well as Tristan and Alex, there were Paul, Stephen, Henry, and then there was the Indian lad. She liked him; he had a handsome face, and something about the darker skin turned her on. He was Sati.
Tristan was mauling her breast; it really felt like he had never handled a breast before. But Lucy was sure it was just excitement at getting his hands on a mature woman that was prepared to let him do whatever he wanted. The others were all kicking off shoes and taking tops off, except Toby who was filming her.
"Just want to remember what you looked like before we started," he said.
Henry moved in close to her and took hold of the breast that Tristan had ignored, his touch was gentler and almost sensual as he slipped under her bra and caressed her nipple. Lucy loved the touch, but was determined to hide as much of her enjoyment as possible; she did not want to seem too eager.
Tristan was replaced by Sati, Tristan then catching up with the others in removing his shirt and shoes, then going one further and dropping his sweatpants. He stood in his boxers only. Sati was stroking her breast, his touch more like Henry than Tristan, and before she knew it he was popping her breast out the bra, the left side of it sitting uselessly on her upper chest.
Sati looked at the released breast and then said, "Mrs. Hanson, you have the breasts of a film star. I am honoured." Sati moved his head to her nipple, and his tongue grazed across it. Lucy loved how that felt as he teased her nipple with his tongue, gently playing with the rest of her breast with his hand.
Tristan moved behind her and started massaging her back, his touch more subtle now than when he had her tits.
Stephan, Alex and Paul all sat down, getting comfortable and watching the show. Toby was still filming, which made her a little uncomfortable. As he was doing that, she saw him stop and pick up a picture of her with Tammy; there was lust in his eyes.
However, she relaxed into the attention her tits were getting; Henry had released the other tit and both were now hanging naturally, the bra on the top of her chest. Both Sati and Henry were sucking, licking, and teasing her nipples. Tristan was massaging and was spending a lot of time on her arse; the welts from Wednesday's caning by Toby were still visible.
"You look like you had fun," Tristan said as his finger traced along a couple of the welts.
"No, it was not fun; I was punished, and Toby there was far too rough, and I really did not deserve it," Lucy said.
"Don't worry, nobody is caning you today," Toby said from her side.