Back in the house there was little conversation between the invaders and the two women. Though they had taken a drink or two with the excuse they needed it to get over the shock - and in Emma's case to brace herself for what might be disclosed when they looked at the DVD's. She knew that sexual photographs and film featuring her being found hidden in her father's office would take some explaining. However she knew the ones that she positively dreaded coming to light, fortunately were not amongst the stuff they had discovered. In a time when digital technology was advancing at a fast rate there were now better ways to record, store and hide explicit material; and Emma knew very well how the really damning and incriminating content had fortunately not been recorded and kept.
Sitting in the kitchen with her mother Emma heard the captors laughing and lusting over the photos. The three men didn't disguise their coarseness, commenting on breasts and bodies, though the female Paula was just as bad. Emma, a self obsessed young woman who knew she had hell of a body and matching good looks couldn't help but wonder, in her own narcissistic way, how many of the loud lewd grunts were out of admiration for her body and how many favoured the body of her father's secretary. Her mother meanwhile was keeping back the dismay and anger she felt for her husband and instead was more concerned about the heavy drinking and raucous behaviour of the uninvited guests and where it would end. It wouldn't be long before she would find out.
Suddenly the group began to speak in hushed tones, and then Paula stepped into the kitchen.
'Get up, John wants you to come and join us, he thought you might like to watch the DVD's with us.'
'No thank you!' Emma shouted in an angry tone.
'Well, that's understandable - you'll be really embarrassed - seeing you have a starring part in some of them. I was asking you politely, but it wasn't a suggestion it was a fucking order, so get off your arses and get yourself into the next fucking room - now!'
Both Emma and Gina knew that the alcohol was making Paula more aggressive. They did as they were bid.
On entering the room John waved for Gina to sit between him and Ringo, while Emma had no choice but to sit between Paula and George. A DVD was already in the machine and John pressed play. On screen appeared the secretary, standing in the office, who suddenly began to do a slow striptease, then naked sit on the edge of the desk, spread her thighs and open up her labial lips to expose the redness of her vagina, using a finger to describe little circles, stimulating her clitoris. As the film progressed the men in the room became noticeably aroused and let their hands wander over the upper legs and breasts of the women. Mother and daughter were being simultaneously sexually touched by men who clearly sported full erections. Over the next hour, two more DVD's were shown, both featuring the secretary, each film more explicit than the other. Now a male, who was not the husband and father of the hostages, was seen fucking the secretary; but clearly, as the camera angle was changing a third person was present, doing the filming.
More alcohol, more sexual arousal generated, led to Gina and her daughter being compelled to succumb to the lust of the men - now even Paula was fingering herself with one hand while the other was kneading Emma's tits. Both captive women were forced to submit to having their outer clothing removed. Skirts were unfastened and tugged off while tops were unbuttoned and pulled from shoulders, followed by bra straps lowered and breasts brought out to be played with.
When the men unzipped their trousers and took out their cocks, both women were powerless to resist what followed and though they protested, putting up a feeble struggle, both mother and daughter found themselves sat in their underwear with legs spread wide, being fingered by complete strangers whilst masturbating their hard erect cocks. Doing this in each other's company, in full view of each other added further to the surreal situation. Both women were made to kiss the men, sometimes having their tits sucked, even Paula put her lips over the mouth of Emma forcing her tongue down the girls' throat.
Coming up for air and to swig back more alcohol, the men took the opportunity to play another DVD. Gina looked at the screen to see a film of her daughter being fucked from behind by an unknown man of a similar age to her husband. Not only that but moving in front of Emma was another man of similar age who waved his erect penis in front of her mouth; Emma quite happily parted her lips to accept the head of the cock and was seen to suck it with some enthusiasm. Again, Gina noted that there must have been at least three men in the room.
'Why does your father have possession of these DVD's?' Gina shouted, 'And who the hell are those men?'
John stirred and rose to his feet, dragging Gina up with him.
'You can interrogate her later - you're not spoiling the fun.'
With that he pulled Gina toward the door and both left the room.
'I'm going to fuck you the same way your daughter got fucked on that DVD!' John was heard to tell Gina as he marched her upstairs.
There was a brief silence before anyone in the room spoke.
'Now that your mother's left the room, you can start by answering the question she asked; 'Who were those men - and who was doing the filming?' Paula demanded.
'There is no way I'm going to answer your questions,' Emma snapped.
'Let me persuade you otherwise,' Paula said, with a wicked smirk. 'We think you posed with the full knowledge of your father. And we think you went on to let him film you having sex with other men.'
'No I didn't, you're completely wrong.'
