All are over 18.
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"My turn," the shorter man said, rising from the sofa. "Time to show your daughter how to suck dick."
Solana lifted herself into a seated position, her hair spilling over her face. With her knees bent in front of her, she wrapped her arms just below them, pulling her legs close to her chest.
The man lowered his pants to his ankles. "You've got two minutes to make me cum. Otherwise..." His eyes flicked to where Tierra sat frozen on the couch. He puckered his lips, blowing a slow, exaggerated kiss in her direction. "Otherwise, I'll fuck your sweet little girl till she never walks again." He licked his lips. "Clock starts now."
Solana nodded. "Just...don't hurt her."
"Then get to work. Clock's ticking."
Solana pushed herself to her knees, reaching out to grasp his twitching shaft. She leaned forward and took him into her mouth.
His cock was thick and heavy on her tongue, stretching her jaw. The musky taste filled her senses, making her gag, but she forced herself to take him deeper, her tongue working along the underside as she bobbed her head.
"Ninety seconds," he announced, thrusting forward, driving himself deeper into her mouth. Solana choked, her eyes watering as she struggled to breathe.
She hollowed her cheeks, picking up speed, desperate to finish him.
Please cum, please let this be enough, please don't hurt Tierra.
Thet man groaned, his fingers twisted into her hair. "One minute," he panted. "Better hurry up, momma."
Solana whimpered around him, the vibrations making him shudder.
"Thirty seconds." His fingers tightened in her hair. "Twenty seconds," he ground out, his jaw clenched. "Tick tock, cocktease."
Her movements became frantic and uncoordinated, her hands shaking as she struggled to keep pace. She gagged and choked, spit and pre-cum dribbling down her chin. Her jaw throbbed, but she pushed him deeper, pulling back just enough for her lips to tighten around his tip, searching for a breath like a drowning woman clawing for the surface.
Time crawled, each second an eternity as she worked her tongue along his length. Her nails dug into his thighs, as if holding on for dear life.
"Seven. Six. Five."
His balls tightened, drawing up close to his body as his orgasm approached. Solana cupped them in her palm, massaging them, willing him to finish.
Please let this be enough
. Images of Tierra's terrified face flashed through her mind.
"Four. Three. Two."
With a final burst of effort, Solana took him to the root, her nose pressing into his wiry pubic hair. She swallowed around him, her throat clenching. Above her, the man let out a strangled groan, his body going rigid.
"One, you lose."
She let out a sob as he pushed her head to take in all of him, exploding in her mouth with a guttural shout. His cum hit the back of her throat in thick, bitter spurts, flooding her mouth faster than she could swallow. Solana gagged, cum spilling from the corners of her lips and coating her heaving breasts.
His grip on her hair loosened, and he staggered back a step, his softening cock slipping from between her swollen lips. Solana collapsed forward onto her hands, coughing and gasping for air.
He looked down at her. "Too bad. So close, but not close enough."
Solana's breath caught in her throat, her gaze darting between the man and Tierra. "No, please! I did everything you wanted. I swallowed every drop. Please, you can't..."
The shorter man looked at Tierra, sitting motionless on the couch, fingers twitching, eyes vacant.
"Looks like you're up next," he said, taking a step toward her.
"No!" Solana pleaded as she lunged forward, grabbing at his legs. "Leave her alone! I'll do anything, anything you want. Please don't touch her."
Jake yanked Solana by the hair, dragging her away from the other man. She cried out, her fingers clawing at his hand as he pulled her across the carpet. With a jerk, he hauled her to her feet. "Shut the fuck up, bitch."
Tierra sprang from the couch. "Stop, leave her alone!" she shouted, rushing at Jake.
Before she could reach him, the shorter man stepped in and shoved her back onto the couch. "Stay put, sweetheart," he said, zipping up his pants. He reached into his boot and pulled out a knife, the blade glinting in the dim light. "Wouldn't want anyone to get hurt."
Solana and Tierra froze, their eyes locked on the blade.
"That's more like it," Jake said as he glanced up at the chandelier above them. "Let's tie this bitch up."
The shorter man picked up Solana's dress, tore through it with his knife, twisting it into makeshift ropes. He tugged on the fabric, testing its strength, before wrapping it around Solana's wrists.
Jake tossed one end of the fabric over a branch of the chandelier and pulled it taut. Looping it back around the branch, he tied a knot to secure it. With each pull, Solana's body lifted until she was on her tiptoes, her arms stretched above her, fingers curling and clenching.
Jake knelt, his lips brushing against her butt, lingering for a moment before he grasped the top of one of her stockings and slid it off her leg. He then moved to the other leg, pulling off the second stocking. Picking up her panties, he stuffed them into her mouth before using one of the stockings to secure the gag in place, wrapping it tightly behind her head.
Both men took a step back to admire their handiwork, as if it were a prized catch from a fishing expedition. Jake's cock stiffened as he took in the sight before him.
"Nice, very nice," he said as he watched Solana's toes, tipped with dark red nails, flex against the floor to find balance.
The shorter man nodded, his eyes tracing the tension in her arms and legs, and the upward protrusion of her nipples on her stretched chest.
The two men turned their attention to Tierra, still huddled on the couch. The shorter man approached her with deliberate steps, savoring the anticipation. Solana's muffled cries intensified, the chandelier chiming and swaying with her movements.
"Come here, sweetheart," the shorter man said, his voice coaxing, as if trying to lure a frightened kitten. "Stand up for me."
Tierra remained motionless. He reached out, his fingers brushing her cheek. She recoiled at the contact, letting out a whimper.
Behind Solana, Jake pressed himself against her, his hardening cock nestling between her buttocks. He leaned in, his lips brushing her ear. "Looks like it's your daughter's turn."
Solana's screamed through her gag, tears streaming down her face as she thrashed against the restraints.
The shorter man's hand slid down Tierra's arm, his fingers encircling her wrist. With a tug, he brought her to her feet. He led her to the center of the room, positioning her in front of her mother. Tierra's eyes remained downcast, as the man circled behind her, his hands settling on her shoulders. "Look at your momma," he instructed, cupping her chin. "See how much she's enjoying the show?"
Tierra's chin lifted, her eyes meeting her mother's.
Jake took the knife from the other man. He traced the tip along Solana's collarbone, the cold metal causing her to shudder. He dragged it lower, circling each nipple. Solana's toes curled against the floor, her legs trembling with each movement of the blade. The knife dipped into the valley between her breasts before gliding over the swell of each mound.
"Such pretty tits, don't you think?" Jake asked Tierra. He flicked the blade across one nipple, drawing a muffled cry from Solana.
Jake continued his exploration, trailing the knife down her stomach. He circled her navel before slipping lower, gliding between her legs to tap against her opening.
Solana's hips clenched back as the blade brushed over her mound. Jake chuckled, amused by her attempts to evade his touch. He parted her folds with the knife, the flat of the blade pressing against her.
"Look at your momma," said the shorter man. "See how much she's sacrificing for you? Taking all that pain just to keep you safe?"
Tierra's eyes darted to her mother's face, taking in the tear-streaked cheeks and the fabric straining against her clenched lips.
"She did all that for you because she loves you," he continued, his voice tender. "Don't you think you owe her the same?"
"I'll do whatever you want, just don't hurt my mom," answered Tierra. Her mother began shaking her head, shrieking through her gag.
Satisfied with Tierra's promise of compliance, Jake put the knife down on the piano and began shuffling through some music sheets. His fingers paused when he found "There's a Castle on a Cloud."
Meanwhile, the shorter man turned his attention back to Tierra. "Time for you to put on a show, like your momma did," he said, slapping her butt. "Test time, start stripping."
Tierra reached behind, her fingers fumbling as they hovered over the zipper of her gown.
"And sing this," Jake commanded, holding up the sheet music. "We need some music to go with the show."
A teardrop slipped down Tierra's cheeks as she began to sing in a wavering voice:
"There is a castle on a cloud
I like to go there in my sleep
Aren't any floors for me to sweep
Not in my castle on a cloud..."
The fabric parted, exposing the curve of her spine, trailing down to the waistband of her panties. Her fingers brushed against her skin as she slipped the straps from her shoulders. She held the bodice for a moment before letting it fall, her other hand instinctively covering her breasts. The dress slid further down her body, grazing her hips, until it pooled in a soft heap at her feet.
"There is a room that's full of toys
There are a hundred boys and girls
Nobody shouts or talks too loud
Not in my castle on a cloud..."
