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If you don't like sex stories, don't read it.
If you don't like stories about sex with underage
children, don't read it.
If you don't like stories bout forced sex, don't read
it.
If you are below the arbitrary age set for your area,
don't read it.
If for any reason it is illegal for you to read this
story, don't read it.

Copyright c 2000 Norm DePloom.  ALL Rights Reserved
This story may not be reproduced in any form for
profit without the written permission of the author.
This story may be freely distributed with this notice
attached.  The author may be contacted at
normdeploom@hotmail.com
All the characters and events in this story are
fictional; any resemblance to real people or events is
entirely coincidental.

The Seduction of Charlotte, my Housekeeper's Daughter
Part 01
By
Norm DePloom

The Butt
Every time Charlotte, my housekeeper's daughter
approached the door to my study she would stop where,
she thought, I could not see her and adjust her hair
and clothes then, thrusting out her still small
breasts she would walk past my door on whatever errand
her mother had sent her on.  On this particular day, I
had over heard Charlotte begging her mother for five
dollars to purchase whatever it was that teenage girls
could not live without.

"Charlotte." I called out softly as she walked past
the door for the fifth time that day.

"Yes sir?" Charlotte asked, stepping just inside the
doorway.  I was struck once more, as I was every time
I saw her, by Charlotte's dark Hispanic beauty and
sexuality.

"Come here." I ordered imperiously.  I watched as her
youthful, breast-thrusting, confidence melted, being
overtaken by childish apprehension.  I pushed my chair
back from my desk and turned to face her as she
crossed the room.

"I hear you need five dollars, is that true?" I asked
her when she finally came to a stop, her own knees
just inches from mine.

"Yes sir." She answered, her arms hanging to her side,
her face looking down and her weight shifting
nervously from foot to foot.  "I need to buy..."  I
cut her off with a wave of my hand.

"I don't care what it is you wish to buy."  I informed
her.  "I only want to know how badly you want the
money."  I watched her face turn bright red.

"Oh no,-" I chuckled. "-I'm not going to ask you to do
anything really naughty." I assured her.  I saw relief
on her face, mixed with the blush.

"I'll give you this." I said as I took a crisp new
five-dollar bill out and put it on my desk. "If you
let me feel you behind."  I paused.  "On top of your
clothes of course."  I said with a disarming smile.
Not waiting for her answer I reached around my hands
and began to caress and knead both cheeks of her
shapely firm young butt.  I continued until she looked
up and met my eyes.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" I asked her.

"Yes, sir." She answered softly; I felt her body
beginning to relax.

"Watch the clock on my desk."  I told her and let me
know when five minutes is up.  "You get one dollar for
each minute I caress your rear."  I stretched the
definition of 'rear', letting my hands roam onto her
thighs and my fingers curl into her butt crack.  I
could feel her crinkled ass twitch when my fingers
pressed against it through her skirt and cotton
panties.

I heard a deep sigh as Charlotte placed her hands on
my shoulders and spread her legs, just a little.
Looking up, I saw that her eyes were closed and a
smile was growing on her full lips.  She was not
watching the clock on my desk.  She obviously did not
care how long I continued.  My cock was bulging
against the front of my trousers when, just as the
clock indicated the end of my five minutes, I pushed
my fingers further in between her legs, following the
curve of her crotch from her ass to the point where I
could feel the warmth of her tender young sex through
her clothes.  I let my fingers remain there, pressing
against her, and feeling her pressing back against my
fingers until I felt just a hint of her hips beginning
to rock trying to increase the stimulation she was
feeling.  Then I released her rear end and picked up
the five-dollar bill.

Making no effort to hide the hard cock pushing against
the front of my trousers, I walked Charlotte to the
door.  Charlotte's face reflected a combination of
disappointment and unfulfilled lust.

"If you need more money next week-" I said as I handed
her the bill. "- come back and see me again."  As I
closed the door to my study I heard the door to the
bathroom down the hall close.  Walking back to my desk
I unzipped my pants and pulled my hard throbbing cock
from its confinement in my trousers.

I sat back in my desk chair and slowly stroked myself
as I remembered the feel of her firm young butt in my
hands and imagined Charlotte setting on the toilet,
her white cotton panties down around her ankles and
her legs spread wide, as she rubs herself more and
more frantically until her body stiffens and she cums
with a loud moan.  At that point I shot more and
harder than I could remember shooting in many years.
It arched over my desk landing on the carpeted floor
on the other side.  The second spurt landed on the
book I had been reading when Charlotte had so
pleasantly interrupted my afternoon.  The remainder
oozed out and ran down the shaft of my softening
member.

The Belly Button
The memory of Charlotte's firm butt, the warmth of her
crotch through her cotton panties and skirt, pluse the
imagined vision of her taking care of her needs
setting on the toilet was enough to keep me hard and
spewing cum for a week.

I must admit I had already jerked off twice in
anticipation of Charlotte's arrival.  I heard
Charlotte and her mother arrive and listened as they
moved around the house completing housekeeping chores.
Finally, when she could get away from her mother for a
few minutes, Charlotte appeared at the door to my
study.  I looked up from my book and felt a bolt of
excitement surge through my body, the kind of
excitement you only feel when you are about to engage
in a really depraved forbidden sexual act.

"Why don't you close the door?" I suggested waving her
into the room.  After peaking up and down the hall to
insure her mother wasn't looking Charlotte quietly
closed the door then crossed the room to stand in
front of me.  The conflicting emotions playing across
her face were as easily read as the open book on my
desk.  The desire for money and the eagerness to re-
experience the wonderfully exciting feelings she
remembered from last week mixed with the guilt of
being so terribly 'naughty' with a man several times
her age.

"This time-" I said looking her directly in the eyes
as I pulled two brand new five-dollar bills from my
pocket and put them on my desk. "-I want to feel that
nice tight little ass of yours, just like I did last
week."  Charlotte blushed bright red, but did not look
away from my gaze.  "And-" I continued. "-for the
second five I want to kiss your belly-button while I'm
doing it."

"Kiss my belly-button?"  Charlotte giggled loudly then
covered her mouth and looked around like she expected
to see her mother standing behind her.

"Hold the bottom of your blouse up-" I instructed
moving her hands into the proper positions.  "-and
your skirt's waistband down."  Charlotte continued
giggling softly as she held her clothes, exposing her
navel for my amorous attentions.

"That tickles."  Charlotte giggled as my mustache and
beard brushed her stomach causing her abdominal
muscles to involuntary pull away.  I planted my hands
firmly on the back of her thighs and pulled her bare
midriff firmly against my waiting mouth.

Charlotte's girlish giggles quickly turned to very
womanly moans as I snaked my tongue around her navel
and, slipping my hands up under her skirt, moved my
fingers over her warm moist crotch with only her thin
white cotton panties between my fingertips and her
tender young girl-flesh.  As soon as my fingers
touched the area between her legs Charlotte bent her
knees, moving her thighs apart and pushing herself
down against my invading digits.  With each stroke of
my fingers Charlotte would rock her hips back, making
sure that I would touch her most sensitive spot every
time.

As her first orgasm approached Charlotte wrapped her
arms around my head for support and, with more and
more forceful grunts, thrust herself back and forth
against my fingers until, throwing her head back and
whipping her hair from side to side, she chanted
'oh...god...oh...god.. ' over and over rocking her
hips and stroking herself forcefully on my fingers in
time with her chanting.

The chanting, and the hip thrusts, continued at an
accelerating pace until every muscle in her body
suddenly became rigid and she stood almost completely
still except for the small pelvic gyrations she used
to grind her clitoris against my fingertips.  This was
accompanied by a high-pitched
'nnnnnnnn...nnnnnnnnn....'  She was holding my face
smashed against her stomach, and I was beginning to
wonder if I would ever be allowed to breath again when
she screamed 'GODDAMN MOTHER FUCKING SHIT' and, her
body suddenly relaxing, and almost collapsed.  I held
Charlotte up and after handing her the money supported
her until she was ready to leave the room.

Charlotte's flush of sexual excitement was slowly
replaced with a blush of total embarrassment as she
straightened her cloths and walked self-consciously to
the door of my study.  As the sexual excitement
drained from her I could see waves of shame wash over
her face, shame over the display of unbridled lust she
had just finished.  As soon as the door closed I
finished my self off just as I had the previous week.

I stroked myself gently as I thought about my little
beauty and the important precedence we had just set.
Now she knew that she would be paid more every week,
but in exchange she would be expected to offer more
access to her body.

The Breasts
I spent all week eagerly looking forward to 'cleaning'
day.  I also spent the week combing the Internet
collecting fuck pictures featuring young Hispanic
women, all of whom bore startling similarities to
Charlotte.  I spent a good bit of time during the week
jerking off to a video clip I had downloaded that
stared a Hispanic slut who could have been Charlotte's
twin sister.  My plans definitely included making my
own version of this little feature staring Charlotte
and myself.

The following week I was waiting in my study with a
brand new unwrinkled ten and a new unwrinkled five
already laid out on the desk when, late in the day,
Charlotte finally walked into the room.  Without
waiting to be told Charlotte closed the door and
walked over to where I sat.

My cock hardened, visibly tenting my trousers as I
watched her cross the room.   Without a word I placed
my hands on her thighs and pulled her firm young body
close.  This time she had worn a cut off T-shirt that
left her flat well-muscled stomach naked, ready for my
attentions.  I slipped my right hand under her skirt
and instead of kissing her belly button, I stared
directly into her large beautiful eyes while I reached
up with my left hand and caressed her breasts.

She stared back unflinching as I hardened her nipples
and stroked my fingers back and forth over her panty
covered crotch.  While I concentrated on stroking her
labia and clitoris through a layer of cotton with my
right hand I abandoned her breasts long enough to take
her hand and place it on my trouser covered hard cock.
Her eyes grew wide with wonder as her hand gently
moved up and down my cloth-covered hardon.

As soon as her hand was deposited on my hard cock I
returned my attention to her breasts determined to
test her nipple's ability to stay erect.  Charlotte
bent her knees and leaned slightly forward, making
herself more available to my caresses while making it
easier to keep her hand moving up and down my very
eager hard cock.

"Yes-" I told her, starting to give her directions.
"- that's the place, that's where it feels the
best...keep going just like that."  Charlotte kept up
a good steady pace with her hand moving up and down my
trouser-covered hard on while she rocked her hips,
rubbing her own eager crotch against my invading
fingers at the same time.  'That girl' I thought 'has
some natural talent.'

The speed of her hand up and down my cock, and her
rocking hips rubbing herself against my fingers
inncreased in time with each other as our mutual
excitement grew.  Her body stiffened and her hand
clamped down on the shaft of my cock as almost
inaudible sounds like a person being slowly strangled
escaped from her slightly opened lips.  She pushed
down hard against my fingers and jerked her hips back
and forth several times before uttering a strangled
'Oh God' then falling to her knees just in time to
feel my cock twitched several times in her hand and
watch the wet spot spread along the material at the
tip of my cock just inches from her wide eyes.

I leaned forward and with her hand still on my hard
cock and my hand still on her blouse and bra covered
right breast put my mouth to hers and slipped my
tongue between her sweet young lips.  After a brief
hesitation Charlotte returned my kiss.  Breaking off
the kiss I helped her to her feet, handed her the
fifteen dollars and, with my arm around her waist,
walked her to the door.

"You are very beautiful."  I told Charlotte as I
opened the door and with a brief brush of my lips
across hers and a gentle squeeze of her breast sent
her on her way.   Leaving the door open I returned to
my desk and stared off into space for several minutes
letting the feelings soak in while I marveled at how
orgasmic my little slut had turned out to be.

The Bare Butt
Again I passed the week until Charlotte's return
searching the Web for pictures of naked sluts who
looked like her.  I lucked out and found another video
clip of the look-alike.  This time she was taking it
up the ass from one man while another one pounded his
cock down her throat.  I drained myself until I was
sore watching that one over and over while thinking
about Charlotte on her back, legs spread wide, her
tender young virgin cunt wet and ready while she begs
me to put it in her for her first time.

Needless to say I was waiting with my cock already
hard and a new crisp unwrinkled twenty on the desk
when she walked through the door the next week.
Charlotte closed the door and, after walking nervously
across the room under my lecherous gaze stood in front
of me.  Making no attempt to hide the bulge in my
trousers I placed my hands on the back of her thighs
and, pulled her closer so she stood between my knees.
A loud gasp escaped from her when I slid my hands up
her butt and under her skirt then, after hooking my
thumbs under the elastic band, pulled her white cotton
panties down her well-muscled slim young legs.
Sliding my left hand back up her leg to rest on her
now naked butt, I pushed her tight blouse and bra up
under her armpits leaving her breasts and hardening
nipples exposed.  Without giving her a chance to
protest, not that she was showing any desire to, I
enveloped her right nipple in my warm mouth and
swirled my tongue over and around the delicate morsel.
While treating Charlotte to the ecstasy of her first
nipple-suck I moved my right hand down across her
stomach, over her soft curly pubic hair and, as she
spread her legs, into the wet warmth of her crotch.

Charlotte wrapped her arms around my neck and held
herself tightly against my sucking mouth while her
hips began their now expected rocking motion, pushing
her sensitive clitoris and her wet engorged labia
against my eager exploring fingers.  I moved my
attention to her other nipple while Charlotte rode my
hands to her first orgasm.  I kept one hand between
her legs and my mouth gently working on her nipples
while Charlotte's breathing slowly returned to normal
after her body shaking cum.  With my other hand I
unzipped my trousers and pulled my hard throbbing cock
into view.  I worked my finger deeper into Charlotte's
tight wet cunt, rubbed her swollen clitoris with my
thumb and sucked harder on her crinkled nipples.  I
used my other hand to pull Charlotte's right hand from
around my neck and push it down to my exposed hard
cock.  Charlotte gasped and her body jerked in
surprise as her hand touched my hard hot flesh.  I
moved her hand up and down the shaft until she got the
idea and I could return my hand to her crotch.  Even
with no prior experience Charlotte showed an amazing
innate talent for stimulating me with her hand.  I let
her hard nipple slip from my mouth.

"Yes..." I moaned. "...rub my cock, make me cum."  I
moved my mouth to hers and pushed my tongue between
her lips once again.  A rhythmic
'mmmmm...mmmmm...mmmm'  humming came from her throat
as Charlotte's tongue twisted and turned around mine.

When her second orgasm hit I wasn't sure if she was
going to suck my tongue out of my head, jerk my hard
cock loose from my body, or both.  Thankfully my
tongue, and my cock, stayed firmly attached to my body
while Charlotte drenched my fingers with her juices
during what appeared to be an even rore intense cum
than her first one.

"Now-"  I said as I gently brought Charlotte to her
knees between my spread legs and, placing my hand on
top of hers, started her stroking my still hard, still
unsatisfied cock.  "-it's your turn to make me cum."
Charlotte stared at my cock with wide-eyed wonder as
her hand moved up and down its shaft.  As I watched
the wonderfully erotic combination of inocents and
sensuality playing accross her face, I ran my hand
over Charlottes hair and pondered what it was going to
feel like when my cock slipped into her tight virgin
body for the first time.

Two or three dozen strokes later Charlotte jumped in
startled surprise when I erupted sending my 'lipid
jets of liquid love' as Walt Whitman described it,
high into the air to fall back splattering on her hand
and wrist.  With an engaging sense of curiosity
Charlotte brought her hand up to her nose and gave my
cum an experimental sniff then, wrinkling up her nose
wiped the thick liquid on her skirt.  'Just wait my
little sex kitten-' I thought. '-until I make you
drink it.'

I watched, my softening cock still hanging from my
trousers while Charlotte, her embarrassment growing as
the excitement of her orgasms diminished, straightened
her clothes then, after grabbing the twenty-dollar
bill, fled from the room.  After the door closed
behind her I replayed the whole thing in my mind and
slowly jerked off and came again.

Mother's Protest
The next week passed as the previous ones had.  That
is I jerked off so many times, recalling what had
already happened or imagining what was going to happen
that I'm surprised my dick survived the week still
attached to the rest of my body.  Jerking off only
seemed to stoke the lustful fires that had been
ignited by Charlotte's hot, sexy, virginal body and I
was in a heightened state of horniness by the time
cleaning day arrived.  But instead of a willing,
eager-to-learn, slut in training I was confronted with
an angry mother calling me a child molester and
threatening to call the police.  I listened to her
tirade only briefly before moving to regain control of
the situation.

"Sit down-" I instructed her as i moved to the door "-
and shut up."  I finished as I closed and locked the
door.   "You are not going to go to the police-" I
continued as I slipped the door key into my pocket and
returning to my desk chair sat facing Charlotte's
mother.

"Why not?"  She asked her anger beginning to give way
to apprehension.

"Because it would do you no good."  I answered with a
spider that caught the fly look on my face.  "Both the
Chief of Police and the District Attorney are old
buddies of mine, and since you don't have a green card
I could easily convince them that this is all a plot
by you and your slut daughter to extort money from
me."

"My Daughter is not a slut."  Charlotte's mother
insisted, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Last week she came twice with my fingers buried
inside her, then got down on her knees and gave me a
hand job before collecting her twenty dollars."  I
paused briefly before continuing.  "If that's not a
slut I don't know what is."

"Not only is she a slut-" I continued as I stood up
and paced around the room. "-but she is well on her
way to being a whore."

"On the other hand-" I said as I stopped behind the
chair where she was sitting and put my right hand on
her shoulder. "-she is I'm sure still a virgin, at
least for now."  Charlotte's mother tried to pull away
from my hand but I gripped her shoulder and held her
in the chair.

"Now-" I continued placing my left hand on her other
shoulder. "-I will tell you what your real options
are."

"You could quit working for me-" I began to massage
her shoulders as I talked.  "-but if you do you'd
better move to  different city."  I leaned down close
to her left ear and spoke softly.  "Two reasons why
you would have to leave town,-" I let my hot breath
flow over her neck.  "-frist your daughter, the virgin
slut, knows how to ride a bus and will be over here in
a flash the first time she needs some money-"  I
inhaled deeply pulling her odor into my nose.  "-and
believe me she will have to do a lot more than give me
a hand job at that time."  My 'massaging' of her
shoulders became decidedly more 'caress' like.
"Secondly if you and your slut daughter stay in this
town I'll make sure you get deported."  I let that
sink in while my fingers began to move just under the
edge of her blouse.

"In fact-" I moved my beard to tickle her neck. "- I
bet I could get you deported and arrange to have
Charlotte put into my care as a foster parent."  I
moved my mouth to the other side of her head and
tickled her ear with my beard as I spoke.  "Just think
of the fun I could have with her then."  Charlotte's
mother sobbed and more tears streaked down her face.

"Now-" I said as I held her down in the chair with my
arms and, pushing my hands down inside her blouse,
began to work my fingers under the edge of her bra.
"-the second option.  We could add fucking to your job
description."  I forced my hands inside her bra and
cupped her breasts.  Despite her sobs and tears I
could feel her nipples hardening against the palms of
my hands.

"I'll pay you an extra twenty-five dollars a week-" I
said nuzzling her ear and neck as I spoke, my hands
massaging her breasts.  "-and you fuck me whenever and
however I want."  I paused and snaked my tongue into
her ear.  Her body was definitely responding to my
forced attentions.  "Of course there is still the bus
problem."  I paused then continued.  "You and I both
know that your little slut whore of a daughter will be
over here begging me to fuck her so she can buy a CD
or some lipstick."  Her nipples were hard against my
hands and her breathing was becoming more ragged.

"And now, your best all around choice."  I shifted my
hands so I could rub her hard nipples between my
thumbs and forefingers.  "I'll pay you and extra two
hundred dollars each week-" I paused to let the amount
sink in. "-you will fuck me whenever I want-" Again I
paused.  This time I was rewarded with a low moan from
Charlotte's mother.  "-and you will keep you nose out
of Charlotte's and my business."

"I'm willing give you some time to think over your
options, but you left Charlotte home today so you owe
me-" Pulling my hands out of her bra I grabbed her
blouse on each side of the collar and ripped it open,
sending buttons flying all over the room.  "-some
fucking."  I finished as I grabbed both sides of her
fasten-in-front bra and ripped it open.  Before she
could respond I grabbed the back collar of her blouse
then, pulling her up and pushing her forward followed
immediately by pulling her torn and ruined blouse and
bra down and back, sent her stumbling across the floor
naked from the waist up.  Moving quickly around the
chair I held Charlotte's mother from behind with an
arm around her waist and ripped her skirt from the
waistband about half way down to the bottom.

About this time it finally sank in that she was about
to be raped and Charlotte's mother started trying to
fight me off.  I already had a good hold on her so I
wrestled her arms behind her back then, holding her
wrists in my left hand and ignoring her struggles and
her sobbingly begging me to 'not do this' to her, I
forced her to bend over pushing her breasts against
the cold hard wood desk top.  Keeping a good grip on
he wrists I pulled her panties off her up thrust ass
and, pushing them down to her knees ran my hand up and
down her thighs and over her trembling ass.  I could
not understand a word of the Spanish, which now came
from her mouth between sobs, but I'm sure there was
nothing lady-like about it.  I dropped my pants
exposing my throbbing eager cock then went back to my
leisurely exploration of my housekeeper's most private
area.  I brought my hand down the outside of her right
leg, crossed over the underside of knee then slowly
moved up her inner thigh until my fingertips finally
touched her hot wet sex.  Two of my fingers sank
effortlessly into her.

"I see my housekeeper is just as much of a slut as her
daughter."  I observed as I slid a third finger into
her.  After stroking my fingers in and out of her wet
opening several times I grasped the base of my hard
cock and rubbed its head up and down her well-
lubricated slit.  I positioned my cock head at the
opening to her cunt then, after grabbing one of her
wrists in each of my hands and moving her arms over
her head until we were both grabbing the far edge of
the desk, my body covering hers completely holding her
down to the suface of the desktop, I pushed my cock
into her in one long slow thrust.

I fucked her long and hard, slamming her body between
mine and the desk, hammering my cock in and out of her
untill her tears of shame and rage were replaced with
screams of orgasmic joy.  After fucking her, I
confescated her torn clothing.

"You can have these back when you've finished your
work.  You will clean my house naked from know on-" I
told her. "-and whenever you hear this bell-" I picked
up a bell from my desk and rang it. "-you will come
back here ready to fuck in whatever way I want."
Several times over the next couple of hours I would
wander around the house catching glimpses of her
vacuuming, dusting or doing the laundry naked.

After about three hours I heard her working in the
kitchen and wondered into that portion of the house.
Entering the room quietly I walked up behind my
housekeeper without her realizing I was there.  She
jumped almost off the floor when I placed an arm on
each side of her, holding onto the edge of the sink
with each hand and trapping her between the counter
and myself.

"Have you ever been ass fucked." I asked her grinding
myself against her butt.

"N..N..No." She stammered.

"Well, Teresa, -" I said holding her against the
counter with my body as I released my grip on the edge
of the sink and moved my hands up to cup her breasts.
"- today is your lucky day."

"If I were you-" I continued as I released one of her
tits and dropped my pants.  "- I'd get some of that
olive oil on this dick before it gets shoved up your
ass.  That is of course unless you like the idea of
getting butt fucked without any lubrication."

"No...please don't do that."  She moaned in terror.
Reaching for the indicated decanter of olive oil,
Teresa poured a pool of oil into the palm of her hand,
then applying the lubricant to my hard cock looked up
at my eyes.

"Please don't" She begged as her hand spread the oil
over my cock and her eyes reflected her fear of what
was to come.

"Oh yes my little whore housekeeper-" I said bending
her at the waist and pushing her breasts down almost
into the sink. "-you better get used to this-" I
continued as I started pushing my oiled cock against
her tightly closed sphincter. "-because I really love
fucking nice tight asses."  She whined and moaned in
pain as her virgin ass stretched to accommodate my
hard cock.

"What gets you wetter-" I asked leaning over to
whisper in her ear as the last two inches of my cock
slipped into her abused ass. "-thinking about what I'm
going to do to you next-"  I gave my cock an extra
shove to make sure it was all the way in. "-or
imagining what I'm doing to Charlotte when the study
door is closed?"

"Please-" She whimpered as I pulled my cock out
leaving only my cockhead inside, being held in place
by her tight sphincter muscle.  "-I'll be your fuck
toy, I... I'll fuck whenever and however you want...
just please... don't fuck my daughter."  Just as she
said 'daughter' I slammed my cock into her hard
banging her against the counter.

"Oh my god-" She screamed as her breath was knocked
out of her.  "-you're ripping me apart."  I pulled my
cock out and slammed it into her ass with even more
brutal force.

"Pleeeeeaaaasssseeee-" She wailed.

"You just haven't learned yet-" I yelled back at her
slamming my cock into her abused ass once again.  "-
you and Charlotte are both going to be my whores."  I
heard nothing more from her other than yelps of pain
as I slammed my cock into her over and over.  This was
intended to be a punishment fuck and I was determined
to make sure every stroke caused her pain.   Feeling
strong and powerful I held her ass impaled on my cock
while I pumped my cum into her bowels then, pulling
out, I walked off leaving her collapsed on the floor
sobs racking her body.  Twenty minutes later I heard
her up working around the house again and I new I had
her, she, and her daughter were mine.

Late in the afternoon, early evening hours she
appeared at the door to my study, still naked, her
face dirty and streaked with tears.  I waved her over
to me then, taking hold of her hands pulled her down
to her knees in front of me.  Then I leaned back in my
chair and waited.  Teresa slowly lifted her arms then,
leaning forward unzipped my trousers and, pulling my
cock into view, lowered her head and sucked me into
her mouth.  As my cock hardened in her warm wet mouth
I leaned forward and, petting her hair, spoke to her
in a soft tender voice.

"That's my good little mama whore-" I said. "-suck
your master dry then bring your little daughter whore
with you next week so I can enjoy her."  In response I
heard a moan expressing both emotional pain and total
surrender from the woman who was displaying an
unexpected talent for cock sucking.

After swallowing my cum Teresa laid her head on my
thigh, her mouth still only inches from my softening
cock.

"Please, I beg you one more time-" Tears once again
flowed from her eyes as she spoke. "-please don't fuck
my daughter."  I lifted her head with one hand under
her chin and looked into her eyes as I spoke.

"You are my whore now."  I waited for her to
acknowledge what I said.

"Yes."  She whispered nodding her head.

"And your daughter is my whore also."  I waited and
watched as the last remnants of resistance drained
from her.

"Yes." She whimpered with a resigned node of her head.

"Now-" I said giving her a shove. "-put on your rags
and go home."  I watched as she put on her torn
clothes then, trying to hold them in place walked from
my house to the bus stop down the street.  I imagined
her on the bus, surrounded my men, trying to keep her
obviously well fucked body covered with the remnants
of her clothes while the men stared at her, bulges
growing unhidden in their pants.

Mother's OK
Despite her seeming acquiescence to my demands the
previous week, I wasn't sure whether she and her
daughter would show up the next week or not.  It was
always a possibility that she would decide to take her
daughter and run.  I found out later that she had
tried, but that Charlotte refused to cooperate and had
threatened to run away if she was forced to move.
Charlotte told her mother that she saw nothing wrong
with getting money from me for letting me touch her.
Teresa, finally having to admit that I was right and
that her daughter was a natural whore who would end up
selling it no matter what she did, decided to relax
and enjoy the extra $200.00 a week I would be paying
her for the privilege of debauching her daughter.

The two of them arrived at their usual time and I
called them both into my study.  I sat at my desk and
looked over the mother and daughter standing side by
side in front of me.  Charlotte was an exact younger
copy of her mother.  I would be getting the best of
both the young freshness of the virginal Charlotte and
the experienced sexuality of Teresa.  Sensing a
competition, they both stood straight with their
breasts thrust out for my inspection.

"Didn't I tell you-" I spoke to Teresa. "-that from
now on you were to clean my house naked?"

"Yes sir." Teresa responded blushing and dropping her
gaze to the floor.

"Then take your clothes off."  I ordered.  Charlotte
watched in open-mouthed wonder as her mother
submissively stripped as we both watched.  Teresa
slowly removed each item of clothing and, after
carefully folding it, laid it on the back of a chair
until she stood naked and exposed with her arms down
to her side in front of her daughter and me.  Her face
turned bright red, but her nipples grew hard and
crinkled.

"Now go clean my house." I ordered.

"Yes sir." She answered as she turned and, mustering
as much dignity as she could in the nude, walked from
the room.

"How do you make her obey you like that?"  Charlotte
asked.

"I just raped her a couple of times, then offered her
$200.00 extra each week to be my whore and not to
interfere while I make you my whore."  I said in a
very matter of fact voice as I waved Charlotte over to
where I sat.  Charlotte gasped in unbelief and blushed
at my language as she walked over to my desk.

"On the desk-" I pointed to crisp new bills lay out on
the desk. "-is the $25.00 I would have paid you last
week if your mother hadn't interfered, plus the $30.00
I planned to pay you this week."  I paused to let the
fact that there was $55.00 laid out on my desk that
she could have if she did as I wished.  I could see
her nipples harden under her tight T-shirt, and I was
willing to bet she was getting wet just looking at the
money.

"Take off your clothes." Without taking her eyes from
crisp unwrinkled bills laid out on my desk Charlotte
stripped off her clothes.  I pulled her closer to me
and Charlotte willingly spread her legs for my hand as
I slipped it into her crotch.  I was right, she was
wet, extremely wet.  Despite her being a virgin I
could probably have slipped my cock into her with
minimal resistance.

"Money makes your cunt wet doesn't it?" I asked her
slipping a finger inside her.

"Yes it does."  Charlotte admitted dropping her eyes
and showing at least token shame for being such a
mercenary whore.

"What do you think about me raping your mother?" I
felt her young pussy spasm on my finger at the
reference to rape.

"She deserved it."  Charlotte answered petulantly as
her hips moved pushing herself against my fingers.
"She took away the blouse I bought with the money you
gave me and called me dirty names."

"Did she call you a slut and a whore?"

"Yes she did."  Charlotte was obviously still angry
with her mother and relished the idea of her mother
being raped and forced to become a whore.

"You are a whore aren't you?"  I asked her as my thumb
worked on her clitoris. "My spic whore."

"Don't call me that" Charlotte yelled trying to pull
away from my hand.

"Call you what? Spic? Or whore?" I asked, holding her
in place and working my finger deeper into her.

"Spic." She answered giving up her half-hearted
attempt to get away from me and concentrating again on
pushing herself onto my fingers.

"Sit on my desk."  I said as I removed my hand from
her crotch causing a whimper to escape from her.
"Lean back and spread your legs." Charlotte did as she
was told, supporting herself on her elbows so she
could watch as I pushed her legs further apart and ran
my hands over her inner thighs.  Charlotte actually
blushed as I gently pulled her labia apart with my
fingertips and, leaning forward, flicked my tongue
back and forth over her swollen tender clitoris.

Her blush was replaced with heavy breathing and moans
as my tongue and fingers explored every fold and
cranny of her virginal young cunt.  I alternated
flicking my tongue over her clitoris and fucking it
deeply into the hot wet interior of her pussy.  While
my tongue kept her cunt occupied I coated my finger
with her lubricating secretions and wormed its tip
into her tight ass.  I continued my oral and digital
lovemaking until Charlotte had, by my actual count,
five orgasms.  No longer being concerned about her
mother finding out, Charlotte screamed, moaned and
groaned her way loudly through each one of them.  As
she calmed down from her last orgasm I pulled her from
the desk and lowered her to her knees between my legs
with her back to the door.

"Unzip my pants and pull my cock out."  Charlotte
opened my fly slowly revealing my hard eager cock to
her view..  Taking my cock in her hands Charlotte
stroked slowly up and down the shaft.

"That's good-" I told Charlotte placing my hands on
each side of her head and pulling her mouth towards my
cockhead.  "-but this time you have to use your
mouth."  I moaned as Charlotte's lips parted, allowing
my cock access to her warm wet mouth.

"Nice and slow." I directed her as I guided her mouth
up and down my cock.  "Swirl your tongue around the
head...that's good...now take it as far into your
mouth as you can...yes...that's good...now lick the
bottom...yes...take it in your mouth again...that's
good..now nice and slow just move your mouth up and
down..oh yes..."  Charlotte had gotten so involved in
practicing her new skills that she did not notice when
I picked up the bell and rang it.  Nor did she notice
when her mother came through the door and stood a few
feet behind her.  Teresa's face reflected both anger
and sadness, but her nipples grew hard while she
watched her daughter giving her very first blowjob.
Placing a hand on each of her cheeks I raised
Charlotte's head an inch or so above my cock and
looked into her eyes as I spoke.

"In a minute I'm going to shoot cum in your mouth,-"
I glanced up and smiled when I caught the rage in her
mother's eyes then looked back down at Charlotte.  "-
and when I do you have to swallow it.  Do you
understand?"  Charlotte nodded her head in assent,
then lowered her mouth back onto my waiting cock.

I stretched my legs out on each side of the kneeling
girl, leaned back in my chair, laced my fingers behind
my head and grinned as I stared into her mother's eyes
while Charlotte worked her mouth up and down my cock
coaxing out her first taste of cum.

Charlotte jumped in surprise when the first spurt hit
the back of her throat,  but she kept her mouth on my
cock swallowing rapidly and only losing a small
trickle out of the corner of her lips.  As Charlotte
looked up at me, drooling cum from her lips, I waved
for her mother to leave the room then pulled Charlotte
up into my lap.  Charlotte put her arms around my neck
and rested her head on my shoulder.  We sat quietly
for a few minutes before Charlotte spoke.

"Can I call you Daddy?" She asked.

"You want to have a 'daddy' who pays you to suck his
cock?"

"I want a 'daddy' who takes care of me and makes me
feel wonderful like you do."  Charlotte snuggled into
my neck as she talked.

"Are you going to be my nasty little whore?"  I asked
her.

"I'll be your nasty little whore if that's what you
want me to be."  I found having a naked young girl in
my lap very stimulating and my cock began to harden
again.

"I want you to be the nastiest, dirtiest most
perverted little whore in the whole world."  I assured
her with a long kiss, our tongues dancing in each
other's mouths.  Charlotte giggled and squirmed on top
of my hardening cock while we kissed.

"Daddy's getting hard again." She sang in a teasing
tone as she broke off the kiss and, reaching between
her naked thighs, squeezed my cock.  I had been
running my hands over Charlotte's body while she sat
in my lap, familiarizing myself and laying claim to
every part of her.

"Did you really rape my mom?" Charlotte asked in a
slightly more serious tone.

"Did you see her clothes when she got home?"  I asked
as my roaming right hand settled into her crotch.

"Uh-hu,-"  Charlotte answered spreading her legs for
me.  "-they were ripped.  She could barely hold them
on."  Charlotte chuckled as my fingers explored her
virgin pussy again.  "She must have been really
embarrassed having to ride the bus home like that."

"She came over here last week threatening to call the
police." I told Charlotte as I slipped my finger into
her.  "So I ripped her clothes off, bent her over the
desk right there and fucked the shit out of her."
Charlotte stared at the desk like she was trying to
picture her mother bent over getting the 'shit fucked
out of her'.  Then she grinned at me.

"Like I said, she deserved it for being so mean to
me."  I was just beginning to realize how large the
pool of untapped 'nastiness' was in my new little
whore.

"I've got something really special I'd like you to do
for me, Lil Whore."

"What's that? "  She asked eager to please her new
'daddy' and untroubled by her nickname.

"I want you to watch me fuck your mother."  Charlotte
looked confused at first, then she grinned.

"She'll hate that, won't she?"  Charlotte asked with
the evilest grin I'd ever seen on a child that age.

"Yes,-"  I assured her. "-she will hate it.  In fact-"
I continued.  "-I want you to help me put 'it' in
her."  I picked up the bell from the desk.

"Here-" I said handing it to Charlotte.  "-summon the
'Big Whore'."   Charlotte rang the bell with
enthusiasm.  Charlotte's mother, not knowing what was
going to be done to her, or what she might witness,
entered the room with some obvious trepidation.

"Sit with your ass on the edge of the table and spread
your legs."  I ordered.  Teresa reluctantly complied
blushing with humiliation as she moved slowly into the
position I had ordered.

"Daddy said I could help him fuck you."  Charlotte
informed her mother, who was clearly shocked by her
daughter's use of 'daddy' to refer to me, as well as
her daughter's clear enthusiasm for the impending
humiliation of her mother.

"Take my shoes and pants off of me."  I ordered as I
pushed Charlotte out of my lap.  While Charlotte
removed my clothing her mother positioned herself on
the desk putting an arm over her face trying to hide
her embarrassment.  Once Charlotte finished removing
my pants I stood up and removed my shirt leaving all
three of us naked.

I put my arm around Charlotte's waist and we both
looked at her mother's open crotch, her moist swollen
labia parting slightly exposing the tip of her swollen
clitoris.

"Your mother-" I placed the heal of my hand on
Charlotte's mother's pubic hair and used the tips of
my thumb and first finger to pull her labia apart
revealing her wet glistening inner lips and her erect
clitoris "-has been finger fucking herself."  The
groan from Charlotte's mother told me I was right on
with my guess as to the reason for the stimulated
state of her genitals.  Charlotte's squeals and
giggles told me she was delighted with the idea that
her mother had been caught.

"I bet-" I spoke to Charlotte while I held her
mother's sex open for her inspection.  "-you get in
trouble if you are caught touching your self."

"I sure do!"  Charlotte answered shooting daggers at
her embarrassed mother.

"Well-"  I continued.  "-that just shows you what a
hypocritical whore your mother is."  I continued
displaying her mother's wet cunt.  "She punished you
for touching your sweet young pussy then she lays down
on the kitchen floor and fucks herself silly thinking
about you getting your first drink of cum."  I removed
my fingers form Teresa's crotch.

"How many orgasms did you have?"  When the question
was met only with silence I picked up a roll of papers
from the desk and brought it down across her exposed
cunt.  Charlotte's mother cried out in pain.

"Don't make me ask you again." I said as I raised the
paper roll over my head for a more forceful blow.

"Two."  She sobbed.  "I came twice."

"From now on-" I said as I lowered the paper and
tossed it back onto the desk beside her.  "-you will
not cum unless I or Charlotte are fucking you or give
you permission."

"What you want to bet that your 'Big Whore' mama has
one huge mother humping vibrator hidden some where in
her bedroom."  Needless to say my cock was staying
rock hard during all of this.

"Why don't we make her bring it with her next week and
show us how she uses it."  Charlotte suggested with an
air of fained innocents. While I loved the way this
girl though, she obviously had some serious issues
with her mother.

"I have a better idea-" I replied as I idly stroked
the insides of Charlotte's mother's spread thighs.  "-
since she's no longer allowed to cum unless you or I
are fucking her-" As I talked I moved my hand to
Teresa's crotch and, using my thumb and forefinger,
stroked her still swollen clitoris like it was a
miniature cock.  "-as soon as I'm done fucking her
'Big Whore' here is going to take the bus home and get
that big ass vibrator, and any other nasty little sex
toys she has hidden in her bedroom and bring them to
me."

"Have you ever seen a cunt before?"  I asked Charlotte
as I slipped my hand down to her firm young ass.

"No."  She replied not taking her eyes off her
mother's exposed cunt.

"I want you to snuggle your face into your mother's
crotch and French kiss her pussy like I did yours
earlier."  My Little Whore did me proud and barely
hesitated before she lowered her head and gave her
mother's waiting cunt a tentative lick.

"No...no...no..." Her mother sobbed over and over like
a mantra.  With my hard dick bouncing in front of me,
I walked around the desk and, moving Teresa's arm away
from her face, lifted her to a setting position.

"You have got to watch this-"  I whispered in her ear
as she held herself proped up on her elbows.  "-it's
not every mom who gets to watch her daughter's first
pussy lick."  I reached an arm around each side of her
and, cupping a breast in each hand pinched and twisted
her nipples.

"You're getting hot-" I whispered in her ear as Teresa
began making small, jerking fucking motions with her
hips. "-oh how you love being forced." Releasing her
breasts I pulled her down onto her back then, with her
head hanging over the edge of the desk I forced my
cock between her lips and into her mouth. Charlotte
stopped licking long enough to watch as my hard cock
forced its way into her mother's throat, then dived
eagerly back into her mother's crotch. As I fucked
forcefully in and out of Teresa's unwilling mouth I
hooked my hands under her knees and, pulling them back
and apart, bent Teresa nearly in half opening her more
completely for her daughter's continued exploration.

Charlotte's enthusiastic tongue work in her mother's
sloppy wet cunt, as well as her high vacuum sucking on
her mother's already swollen, over stimulated clitoris
caused Teresa's unheard moans to vibrate against my
cock as I worked it deeper and deeper into her throat.
Long strings of saliva flowed down from her stretched
lips into her hanging hair.  Teresa's chest heaved as
she tried to suck air around my cock every time I
pulled myself from her throat.  She reached back over
her head and held onto my thighs while I pounded my
cock relentlessly into her mouth, my balls slapping
her nose and eyes.

Pulling my drool-covered throbbing rock hard cock from
Teresa's abused mouth I moved around the desk and,
after pushing Charlotte out of my way, grabbed one of
Teresa's thighs in each hand and forced myself inside
her in one pounding thrust.  Charlotte looked up in
confusion from where she landed then, getting to her
feet Charlotte stood beside me and watched with wide
eyed wonder as I pumped in and out of her mother.

"Climb on the desk-" I instructed Charlotte releasing
one of Teresa's thighs and giving Charlotte's naked
butt a firm squeeze.  "-and squat over your mother's
face."  I kept myself firmly planted inside Teresa
while I helped her daughter up onto the desk.
Charlotte pushed her virgin pussy against her mother's
open mouth and rocked her hips positioning herself to
receive the most stimulation from the maternal tongue.

Raising up on her knees, and pushing herself more
firmly against her mother's overworked mouth,
Charlotte wrapped her arms around my neck and, after
pulling our heads together pushed her tongue deeply
into my mouth.  When our lips met it was like an
electric circuit closing as wave after wave of
orgasmic ecstasy coursed through our connected bodies
until we collapsed in one tangled heap.

Charlotte and I each laid at an angle, our mouths
still connected in a long passionate kiss, my cock
still buried inside her mother and Charlottes hot
young pussy resting on her mother's cheek.  We broke
our kiss and lay together until my softening cock
slipped from Teresa's wet pussy.

Charlotte suddenly climbed down from the desk and
yelling 'I'll be right back' ran from the room.  I
moved to my desk chair and left Teresa laying spread
legged on the desk where her oozing cunt drooled
lubricant and cum.

"Put this on."  Charlotte commanded her mother,
tossing one of my old T-shirts which landed on
Teresa's stomach.  Teresa sat up unsteadily on the
edge of the desk with her feet on the floor and pulled
the T-shirt over her head.  Charlotte had made an
excellent choice, the T-shirt was old and the material
was thin.  The shirt was long enough to be 'decent' as
her only piece of clothing, but the thin material
clung to her body accentuating every curve.  The size,
shape and even color of her aureoles and nipples could
be easily seen through the shirt.  The material was so
thin that you could easily make out the dark triangle
of her pubic hair.  Once she was dressed and Charlotte
and I had our fill of discussing her new choice in
slutty clothes I gave her just enough money for the
bus trip home and back then sent the red-faced,
humiliated Teresa, who reeked of cum, home to retrieve
all of her sex toys.

To pass the time until Teresa's return I amused myself
by playing with Charlotte's firm body while we
speculated about her mother's ride on the bus.
Charlotte moved like a cat, and almost purred in
contentment, as my hands roamed over her youthful
skin.  After many minutes of this play Charlotte sank
to her knees between my legs and sucked my cock back
into her hot eager mouth.  While Charlotte practice
her new skill, licking kissing and sucking on my hard
cock I, between tips on how to be better cock sucker,
instructed her on the care and feeding of a submissive
whore like her mother.

"Your mother-" I told her as I stroked her hair. "-is
the kind of slut who can only really cum, can only
relly enjoy fucking if she's being forced."  I put my
hands on each side of Charlotte's head and adjusted
the speed of her mouth up and down my cock's shaft.

"You noticed that when we dressed her in that old T-
shirt, and sent her out in public with her naked tits
and cunt visible underneath the thin material, that
she begged us not to make her do it.  She begged us
not to, but, secretly hoping that we would, she did
not refuse to go. She did not put on her regular
clothes and leave."  I paused to watch Charlotte's
head bob up and down as her lips, stretched around my
cock, moved up and down its shaft in a steady rhythm.

"When the two of you go home I want you to continue to
dominate her.  Make her do any dirty nasty thing you
can think of.  Certainly make her eat your pussy any
time you want to cum, and be sure to eat her, but
beyond that never pass up an opportunity to make her
act like a whore in front of other people.  If you
want to invite the high school football team over and
make her fuck every one of them then by all means do
it."  The speed of Charlotte's mouth up and down my
cock grew with visions of her mother fucking a room
full of teenage football players.

"Better yet-" I continued as I slipped my hands
between our bodies and caressed Charlotte's beautiful
firm young breasts. "-set up a chair and table beside
the bed and make each of them pay you before they
climb on top of your mother to fuck her.  That will
increase her humiliation which will increase her
pleasure and be a nice source of income for you."
Charlotte's nipples hardened against my palms as I
talked about her charging boys for fucking her mother.

"Keep one hand on the base of my cock -" I instructed
my eager pupil.  "-and use your other hand to finger
yourself."  Charlotte, keeping a firm grip on my hard
cock with her left hand, moved her right hand between
her her legs and started rubbing circles over her
already stimulated clitoris.

"I want you to make yourself cum before I cum." I
instructed her as I leaned back in the chair and,
stretching my legs out on each side of my little cock
sucking whore, enjoyed the feel and the sight of her
mouth on my cock.  Since I'd already cum a couple of
times I knew she was in for a marathon cock sucking
episode.

Her sucking declined to licks and kisses on the head
and underside of my cock as her rapidly moving fingers
brought her closer and closer to her own orgasm.  She
came hard, holding onto the base of my cock with one
hand while frantically rubbing circles around her
clitoris with the other and rubbing my hard cock over
her now slime covered face.  As her orgasm faded
Charlotte was left resting her head on my thigh while
she slowly moved her hand up and down my hard shaft.

"I'll give you an additional five dollars-" I said
lifting her head up so I could see her face.  "-if you
can make yourself cum again before I cum."  Her
features were slack with fatigue and satiated lust,
but the offer of money brought the mercenary spirit
out in my little whore and she went back to work on
herself, and on me.

"In fact-" I continued lifting her mouth off of my
cock again. "-I'll pay you five dollars for every time
you can make yourself cum between now and when your
mother gets back with her sex toy's."  Charlotte
grinned and went back to work on her cunt with her
right hand while she licked the underside of my shaft,
then enveloped my hard cock in her hot wet mouth.

I spent the rest of the time until Charlotte's mother
returned kicked back in my chair watching my slut cum
over and over while she paid just enough attention to
my cock to keep me hard and interested.

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