The Wrath's

Authors note: This is a work of fiction. If you do not like rape, forced, noncon stories then do not read. All characters are over 18.

The Wrath's Ch. 03

Jamie was scared for Joy when she saw her daughter at the bedroom door after the men moved her in position. But when the cock was presented to her mouth and was slapped, she knew there was nothing she could do, but suck the eager cock. She had hoped that since the boss man took interest in Joy, that maybe he would be gentle with her. Jamie knew Joy was a virgin, and some where deep inside she was hoping Joy had popped her own cherry before today. Whens he heard Joy moaning and cumming, she thought that her hope was right. That was quickly replaced with the realization that Joy had never done such a thing. Even as she sucked and fucked and the men kept her mouth full, the loud noises of the bed rocking and banging on the wall, Joy's screams and grunts, then all the comments coming from the bedroom burned in Jamie's ears.

Jamie's eyes went to the man as he walked into the room, his cock danging between his legs, completely naked as he approached her. The cock she was sucking on didn't even finish when it pulled out. She felt the man place both hands on her head and then pulled her to his limp cock. She leaned in and slurped it up into her lips and wrinkled her nose when she noticed it tasted different from the others. The man pulled her head up into his pelvis, she was breathing through her nose and could smell his hips. All she could do was barely wiggling her tongue on it and suck it. "Your daughters pussy tastes good, doesn't it whore?"

She wanted to bite, she wanted to chew that fucking thing off. But, she knew that doing so would be a huge mistake. She had no idea what fate would wait her and her daughter if she did, knowing that there were several men that could and would punish them for her miss dead, she just continued to suckle the cock feeling it grow in her mouth. "I swear that Joy's pussy is so much better than yours. Of course it's fresh, not like a whores cunt." He was glaring right down at her, she could feel his eyes, his words were burning in her ears. "You believe your daughters got a better pussy than you whore?"

That fucking dog, that fucking animal, she knew she had to answer him, and her teeth cutting his dick of was not the right answer. Mmmhmm Jamie tried to moan out around her lips. The guy under her was constantly bouncing and grinding her on his cock as the boss held the attention of the room. "Good, glad you agree. Now, I will promise you this. As long as you two are obedient and perform as expected, I will be the only one fucking her. But, even if you fail in your attitude and duties, she will be punished for your short comings. And I am sure once my men get a taste of how good Joy's pussy is, she will certainly be punished a lot."

Jamie had no delusions the man was right, young fresh woman, just lost her virginity, they would certainly be running a train on Joy until her pussy was so warn out no one would feel much from her daughter. Not even to mention if she would be beat, punished, tortured. Jamie's better judgment fell to her fear of what would happen to Joy if she wasn't good enough, she had to be the best whore to protect her daughter from this monster. "Clean my cock good whore. And suck my balls clean too. This isn't a blow job, it's a cleaning. Your about to get your next training lesson."

Jamie's heart sank, more fucking training, she had no idea what else he was going to do to her, but she knew she had to do her best. She did her best to clean his cock, now that he teased her about her daughters pussy, she could taste it more prominent. Something told her in her mind this would not be the only time she would be cleaning the mans cock after he fucked Joy. So she stomached it the best she could, feeling humiliated having to do so, but it was for Joy.

"Okay, blow a load in this whores cunt, and bitch I want to hear you encourage him to knock you up. And I want to hear you moan and call out when you cum." He said as he then went over to his suit jacket and pulled out a cigar. Jamie looked but tried to hide her disgust. No one ever smoked in her house, no one in her family smoked. And here he was, lighting up the most repulsive of things to smoke and he took a big puff and let it out. All the while he was in Joy's room with his cameraman, there was always someone recording Jamie. She had gotten better at hiding her disgust, as they told her they would be going through the videos to see where she needed to improve.

She tried her best to fake an orgasm, calling out she was cumming, but kept bouncing on the cock under her. She didn't slow down or even seem to stutter when she claimed she was cumming. There was a hard sting across her cheek as she was slapped by the man with the cigar. "Fucking dumb as whore. If you are going to fake an orgasm do it right, or don't do it at all." She got another slap across her other cheek, making both red with matching hand prints. "And don't even both trying to fake one with my men. They know the fucking difference whore. Now, I said to fucking cum, so fuck your dumb ass and make yourself cum on his cock. Don't even think about playing with your clit to do so, better yet, grab your tits and pinch and twist your fucking nipples like a dumb horny slut you are."

She was on the verge of tears, but focused on riding the cock, trying to roll her hips so it rubbed the right way inside her to make her cum. She did as the man said, grabbed her sagging breasts and pinched her nipples, twisting them. It was easier now that they had taken the ties off her breasts at some point during her gangbang while the man raped her daughter. But her pussy was so used and sore, she could tell she was physically enjoying the cock, but it wasn't stimulating her enough. She came a lot at the beginning, but recently it took two or three guys in a row to get her to cum.

Another sting ripped through her face, she nearly toppled off the man she was trying to ride. She let out a scream of pain as the man glared at her. "You're taking too long whore. Now fucking cum like you're supposed to. Quite holding back. We all know you love getting fucked." Another hard slap to the face, this one finally broke her resistance and the tears began rolling down her cheeks. The slaps were minutes a part to start, then every minute, then they became a constant back and forth, one cheek after another. The entire time the man was shouting at her to cum on the cock, degrading her more each time about how a cheap whore like her should be cumming on every cock all the time.

There was one hard slap to her face, it made her neck twinge and ache as she finally toppled off the guy she was riding. She started to apologize and try to get herself up, but the man told her to shut the fuck up. She was balling from the abusive slapping, her face was on fire. She was certain she had bruises on both cheeks, of not the hand prints were not going to vanish right away. The man grabbed her by her hair and jerked her more to the center of the bed, making her turn and face the mirror and the picture of her husband. Her body suit was torn in several places, hair and body a mess with sweat., and cum oozing down her thighs from her over used pussy.

The man had her get on her elbows and knees, knees wide of course. Then lay a pillow over her forearms and made her hold her husbands picture on the other side so he was looking up over the pillow at her. He took the other three pillows ans stuffed them under her belly, she knew this was to make her prop up right, Ronald staring at her was for her own humiliation. She was told to look at her hubby and never look away from him. She did as instructed, she had to be a good whore, or all this might become Joy's fate. Her ass lit a fire as it stung, the loud slap of a leather belt killed all the sounds in the room and her ears were ringing with pain as she screamed out. She quickly looked at Ronald, not knowing what she was to do or say. Then another, and another. "From now on whore, you don't cum from getting cock you will get punished. I don't care if you are even sucking it, you fucking cum. You are too stupid to be worried about anything but pleasing and enjoying pleasing cock. You should get off on other peoples pleasure. You should be excited to make them cum. It's all you're good for whore."

She wasn't sure if she should answer him or not. Though it didn't matter as the belt made her scream over and over again. She tried her hardest not to close her legs, to leave them spread on her knees for the man. Her tear streaming eyes were staring at Ronald wondering how her own husband could leave them behind for all of this. Ronald had to know something was going to happen, and had to know this man was not going to be nice about it. Each swing of the belt seemed to find a fresh spot, or new angle once her ass got used to another spot. When her ass was burning all over, and half numb to the swings the man didn't stop. He went down the backs of each of her thighs doing the same thing till both were red and sore and half numb. Then, he worked up her ass, her waist, then her back.

When he finally stopped, her body was shivering in pain, everything felt like it was on fire. She couldn't see the damage done to her, but dreaded the idea her body was now covered in red welts and bruises from her knees to her shoulders. She never though she could cry so much, and a few times she thought she was fresh out of tears, but that belt found a new spot, a new angle, and out they came like a broken dam. "Now you dumb fucking whore. That is just a little sample of what will happen to your daughter if you don't perform good enough for me. Be disobedient one time, and Joy won't be able to sit in a chair for a month because of you. Don't satisfy a customer, And she will be working right along side of you making sure they are satisfied."

Jamie stayed in position, she was grateful she was propped up on pillows, because she knew she would have collapsed at some point, and been punished even more. Then she realized he probably already knew she would, she got the feeling he had done this before, she was not the first, and would not be the last. She felt him get up on the bed, and move in behind her legs, she yelped as his hand slapped her ass, and hard too. "Time for your new lesson whore."

What, that wasn't her lesson, being beaten with a belt and punished. She just nodded her head. She was crying and sniveling too hard to control herself and talk. What fucking lesson was he going to teach her now. She didn't have to wait long as she felt him pull her ass cheeks apart and press the head of his cock to her tight little asshole. Jamie and Ronald talked about anal sex before, but the one time she got the nerve enough to try, she freaked out when he barely got the tip of his lubed pinkie into her tight little ring. This guy wasn't lubed, it was dry, and the pushing sensation, dry skin on skin dragging almost burning felt like a hot fire poker trying to go in.

"Now, guys love saying they want to fuck that ass. And they do. But, they want to dominate it mostly, claim it. Very few men like an easy ass and the woman enjoying it. So no matter how much you love getting fucked up the ass, and how many times you cum from being fucked up your ass, unless the customer says otherwise, you are going to act like it is going to hurt. So, since I am damn sure you never had anal, I am going to give you the best ass fucking experience to remember. You use this while you are with my clients. Remember how bad this hurt and think of how to react when they fuck your ass."

She screamed out as she felt him ram hard at her dry tight pucker. He wasn't lying about pain, it hurt worse than getting strapped with the belt. One thrust, two thrust, she squeezed instinctively trying to resist that cock head. The dry skin was rubbing and burning as he hammered at her back door. Her eyes were fixated on Ronald, trying to at least see some sort of solace to help her in all this. But, now as she stared at her husband she was blaming him for this. He had done this to them, and left them to this monster. Several pain filled thrusts latter she screamed out loudly as she felt her asshole finally let his cock in. She also felt a tearing in it and knew that what she felt was probably mild to the damage he just did to her virgin ring. Each hard thrust was barely any gain for him to get deeper into her, but even a little bit felt like a mile of cock being shoved up her ass.

She was starting to see stars with each hard jab into her ass, then she felt something more horrifying to her. His cock was going in deeper and easier than before, as if it was getting lube, at that point she knew he had ripped her asshole well enough she was bleeding on his cock. There were three men recording her, her face, her ass, and one from the side catching the two at it. She was screaming in pain, something deep inside her she never felt before. This felt worse than being constipated, and her ass was filling with that thick cock beyond any shit she ever imagined taking in her entire life. It was going the wrong way, deeper up into her instead of out.

The stars from her eyes never faded, the pain would never go away. Once he got his cock all the way in, she could feel his balls pressing against her used pussy. She just wanted to go ahead and pass out from the pain, but each time she started to nod, the man recording her face would slap her and remind her to stay awake for this. She had to let this happen, she had to let this man brutalize her ass, she had to endure this or Joy might get punished. It was every ounce of her willpower to stay put, but her screams never stopped, and when he began fucking her ass full force she felt it jab so hard into her stomach that her screams were interrupted by umphs and grunts of a sensation that his cock was ramming her stomach. She had no idea how long she was under him, staring at Ronald as her ass was tormented, the sounds of his hips slapping her ass as he hammered her abused hole filled the room and only were broken or covered up by her loud screams each time he thrust into her.

"There you go whore. Your first ass fucking. Now remember that. I want you to sing like that for my clients unless they want the slutty anal loving whore okay." She was in so much pain she never noticed him cumming, she didn't even feel the cock pulsing inside her burning aching canal. She had tried hard to stay conscious, though she earned more slaps on her swollen cheeks. She looked at Ronald wondering how he could leave her and their daughters to this fate. "Okay whore, time to get that ass into shape. No gag guys. I want to hear her."

She shuttered as the man went to the bathroom and washed his cock and balls off. She could only imagine how bad her asshole was damaged now. But, as before, she didn't get much time to reflect. A fresh hard cock was slamming into her ass, hips slapping her abused cheeks. They were all going to run a train on her ass. As they did she would get spanked over and over again if she wasn't loud enough, if she didn't complain about the pain, it was too deep, too thick, hurt too much. The men coached her on what to say. And before the next hard cock was going into her ass, they told her to either beg to be fucked in the ass, or beg them not to fuck her ass.

Joys comfort of the hot water, and being alone in the shower once again was quickly interrupted by the screams of her mother. She could hear some loud noises, something was slapping, and it was slapping mom making her scream. She could see through the glass a blurred figure standing in her bedroom, and knew she had better do a good job washing up instead of running to her mothers aid. That and she figured she would be no help to her mom considering all the guys in the house, and would be forced to watch what was going on. When her moms screams paused then resumed into something that made Joy's blood curdle and a hard shiver rip up her spine, she knew her mom was only going through more pain and torment and there was nothing Joy could do to stop it. Once she heard the man shouting about how he was going to fuck that ass good, how she wouldn't be able to shit right for a week, or was that sit right.... and several other comments about him fucking her mothers ass, it was painfully obvious what was going on in there.

Joy though rubbed her own ass and looked down at the floor, she began crying. It wasn't just for sympathy for her mother being butt fucked by the man with a huge cock, but Joy knew her ass was going to be fucked too. She would have to suck his cock, get fucked, and take it up her ass to. She couldn't help but explore between her ass cheeks and pressed her wet middle finger to her asshole. As she did, it didn't feel bad, but as she started to force herself to take the tip, just like her mother she panicked and pulled her finger away. She knew this was going to hurt like hell if she couldn't even take a finger.

She finished her shower, her hair, went through brushing it while sitting on her bed in a towel as the camera man directed her. He was grinning ear to ear as they listened to her mother screaming while getting her ass pummeled, owned, by their boss. When the screaming stopped, Joy felt relieved for her mother, but then it all started up again. Her heart sank as she figured she knew the men were now fucking her mothers ass. When the man walked into her bedroom he had a cup of coffee and a cigar. She wrinkled her nose like her mother, but unlike Jamie, Joy had little practice in hiding her expression. "Better get used to it babe. You're going to be smelling these ever day from now on."

He sat down next to her and sipped his coffee, Joy didn't know what to do other than brush her hair out. She wanted to call him a bastard, a monster, an evil fucking man. She knew better and just sat quietly listening to her mother scream, the men encouraging her to scream more and what to scream out. "Well, at least your mother will make a great anal whore. Her pussy is good, not the best, and she sure as fuck doesn't know how to suck cock good yet. But she will get there. I promise. And you are going to help encourage her to be a good whore. That is if you don't want me to leave her on college street forever."

Her face was turning a bit red as she hated hearing she was going to have to encourage her own mother to be a good whore. Considering all the things that had gone on though, she took it in as this was not the worst thing she could do to help keep the peace with this asshole. She watched as he handed the cup and cigar to the cameraman and then grinned at her. "Okay Joy, you got a lovely ass, and yes I am going to fuck it. You can tell me how much it hurts, if it's too deep, but once again, you can never tell me to stop. Your ass belongs to me, and I will use it how I see fit. But, if you behave, I won't treat your ass like I just did your mothers. That whore needed a lesson to learn how to indulge my clients. Your ass isn't for clients, unless you fuck up and I have to drop you on college street too."

Of course that didn't sit well with Joy, it was one thing to be his personal fuck doll, but to become a whore and be everyone's cum dump sounded even worse to her. "Now take your towel off and lay down on your bed on your stomach." She followed the instructions and answered him with a 'Yes Daddy' and laid out. He didn't give her any pillows to prop her ass up and didn't make her spread her legs. She felt something cool going down her ass crack and covering her tight virgin ring. She realized he was lubing her ass up when he rubbed it around her tight hole, then was trying to get some into her ring. The slipping of his finger felt a lot easier than hers, but then again she had no lube and he did. She groaned softly as she felt his finger push up into her ass, it only hurt for a little bit then got better. He worked it around, twisted and rolled it working her muscle some more before she winced when he pulled out then slowly pushed two fingers in.