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From: "Jacques C Barbeau" <jbarbeau@sympatico.ca>
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Subject: {ASSM} The Castle Chap. 1.
Date: Tue,  6 May 2003 07:10:03 -0400
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Chap. 1.

The canoe trip



Renee was nearing the end of a five-hour drive on this hot long weekend of
august. As she approached the University, where her daughter Megan would be
enrolled in the fall, she recalled how the teenage girl, a science whiz,
wanted to come up here in the north because the University offered a good
course in Environmental Science and was close to the outdoors that she
loved. For the time being she had a summer job at a nature day camp down the
lake from the University where she was staying in residence.

Nearing the residence Renee wondered how much Megan had changed since
leaving home one month ago. She soon got her answer, for Megan, who had been
sitting on the steps of the building anxiously waiting, rushed towards the
car upon recognizing her mother. Strange how a month can change one's
perspective. Renee still had a child in mind. Instead, what she saw coming
towards her was a lovely tall young woman with long blonde hair dressed in
skimpy cut off jean shorts and an halter-top that came just below the
breasts leaving a bare midriff . She hurriedly got out of the car and the
two women hugged and kissed fervently. They had become very close since the
father had died eight months ago and had missed each other a lot this last
month.

"I'm so glad to see you darling," Renee said sincerely.

"Same here mom. I missed you very much."

"How do you like it here hon?"

"Very much. I love the job. We do all kinds of things outdoors; nature
hikes, canoe trips, barbecues, lectures. It's really great. And the boys are
really cool, wow."

Renee realized that she was at an age when sex and boys were a fixation.
However, not daring to ask, she hoped her daughter of seventeen was still a
virgin.

Taking the suitcase out of the car they went up to the room chatting all the
time about what had happened during the month. Megan was alone in a double
room and Renee would sleep on the other bed tonight.

"Is it ever warm in this room Megan, Renee commented.

"No air mom. Don't forget it must be 35 º C





























outside."

They drank a glass from a fine bottle of wine she brought to celebrate the
occasion.

After talking for about an hour they decided to go out for diner.

"I hope you don't come in that skimpy little outfit Megan, you hardly have
anything on," chided the mother.

"Oh mother you're such a puritan. Everybody dresses like this around here in
the summer; they are a great turn on for the boys. But don't worry I'll wear
something decent."

Returning from a long diner with plenty of wine and talk much of it about
sex- Megan had asked many personal, embarrassing questions that her mother
hardly knew how to answer- they lay on the beds talking about the trip.

"Can we have another glass of wine mom?"

"Ok baby just this time to celebrate our get together but you can't drink
too much. Remember you are not even eighteen yet."

"Pretty soon though mom."

There was no air conditioning and it was very hot. Soon they removed their
dresses and were lying there in panties and bras sipping on the wine and
talking about the next day..

The plan was to go down a river located a few kilometers south of the city
to its mouth on one of the Great Lakes. It was to be a short three-day
excursion since they both had to return to work after the long week- end.
Renee would take Tuesday off to return home. She had brought all the
necessary camping gear while Megan had made arrangements to rent the canoe.

"What are you going to wear mother."

"I didn't bring a lot. It's going to be hot the next few days. I have warm
slacks a couple of shirts a sweater a windbreaker and an old pair of jeans.

"What no shorts."

"I forgot them."

Well in this hot weather you will need something. How about I cut up those
old jeans? You won't need them.

"I don't know dear. I'm afraid you might cut them too short."

"Nonsense mother, don't be such a prude. I don't want to hear another word
give them to me."

"Ok boss."

While she worked on the jeans Renee got up to wash at a sink in one corner
of the room. Megan had never seen her mother so close and with so little on
for this long before. At her age she was very curious about other woman's
bodies so she slyly sneaked a peak while her mother was washing. She was
proud of what she saw. She saw a woman in dainty seductive underwear about
5'9" inches with a firm muscular body in tip top form. Renee had been
working out for years and although she couldn't be called an amazon, she was
close. From the back her biceps, triceps, deltoid, back and gluteus muscles
were well defined. Megan watched fascinated as she removed her bra to wash.
A few years back she had found her breasts sagging and rather flat, defects
that were rectified by a breast enhancement performed by a competent doctor.
Renee was quite proud of the results. They were rounder and larger than
before with large brown areolas and big nipples. The job was so well done
that nobody could tell them from the real thing. Even while standing in her
bare feet, her legs were solid, sinewy and long. Her calf muscles were tight
and bulging. Megan said to herself that her mother was a knockout.

When she turned to look at her lovely daughter, her face shone with great
beauty: excellent symmetrical features, big blue eyes, high cheek bones, a
thin long nose, large pouting lips, and long flowing blonde hair. She could
pass for the Egyptian queen Nefertiti.

Still glad only in her bikini panties, she walked over to Megan who was
finishing the alteration.

"Aren't they a little short?" she inquired.

"Please mom let me finish."

She sat on the bed waiting. The wine was turning her head and she knew it
would have the same effect on Megan. She looked at her child's blossoming
body from a peculiar new viewpoint

"Ok try these on now mom."

Renee pulled the shorts up her legs and over her hips to button them at the
waist.

"Cool," cried Megan.

"Oh shit," answered Renee.

They were cut so short that one could see quite a bit of the lower cheeks
above the ass crease. When she looked between her legs at the crotch there
was so little material left that it barely covered her crack

"These are practically thongs. I can't wear them. As far as I'm concerned
they are ruined. I'll look like a slut in these.

"Well maybe I did cut them a little short mom but they really make you look
sexy. Look in the mirror how divine you look."

Renee slightly inebriated paraded around to the applause of her daughter.

"Mom I'm jealous."

" Don't forget I don't have your age baby."

"You look so appealing to me mom."

"Maybe. But don't expect me to wear them tomorrow."

"We'll see. They were old anyway but we'll take them along in case."

Both slightly giddy women were now a little troubled by a strange erotic
sensation brought about by their nakedness, the naughtiness of the jeans,
the wine and the genuine natural attraction they had for each other.

"Its getting late Megan .I'm pooped, long day. Tomorrow we have to get up
early."

"Right mom that's ok with me."

Megan gave her mother a hug feeling the warm soft naked tits pressing
against her own. They held each longer than ever before, comfortable in each
other's arms. Before separating Renee did not give her a peck on the cheek
as usual but a long sensual kiss right on the mouth to which Megan responded
with warmth as she moved her lips provocatively over her mother's.

Flushed, Renee suggested that it was time to go to sleep now. They went to
their own bed and closed the light.

"Goodnight mom."

"Goodnight dear."

The next morning they got up at 6 o'clock, dressed, packed the car, went to
a restaurant for a hardy breakfast before going to the supermarket to buy
the perishable food and the ice for the cooler. It was already 25 º C and
very humid. The black slacks were definitely too warm thought Renee.

While driving the half hour ride to the marina, Renee could not help
glancing at Megan who was seated sideways her back to the door and her right
leg up on the dash. In that position her crotch was wide open showing the
red panties underneath the narrow jean material between her legs. She also
had on a spaghetti strap tank top that had been cut just under the boobs
revealing a hard bare midriff. Judging by the outline of her nipples it was
evident that she had no bra.

Further down the highway Renee on a whim turned onto a little used side
road, got out and asked Megan where she had put the cut-off shorts. Megan
found them and handed them to her. Outside the air-conditioned car the dark
slacks were unbearably hot. She took them off and put on the shorts. At the
same time she unbuttoned the shirt removed her bra and tied the shirt tails
together at the waist exposing the deep cleavage between the bulging globes
of her tits.

"What do you think of your old mom now baby."

"You look great, real sexy," and on that note they got back in the car
laughing and enjoying each other's company

Shortly after they arrived at the marina, rented the canoe and started
putting the gear in. The sight of these two goddesses dressed so
provocatively turned on the men, especially three fishermen who kept
whistling and making sly remarks. Eventually they were ready and they moved
off.

Pushed by the current, the two expert paddlers moved the canoe effortlessly
down the river. After about five hours, with a short pit stop on shore for
lunch, they arrived at a provincial campground where other canoeists where
camping. The only episode of note was a brief encounter with the same three
fishermen who followed them for awhile coming very close at one point.
However, nothing happened and the girls were happy to see them go.

They set up camp before putting on their thong bikinis to catch some rays.
Then they played in the water like two kids. Megan was able to remove her
mother's bottoms while evading her grip, but she wasn't fast enough or
strong enough for her mother who caught up to her and tore off both her top
and bottom. They wrestled in the shallow water to the delight of the male
campers who were watching discretely from a distance. After supper they sat
out with some other campers enjoying the rest of the diner wine. After dark
they sat quietly gazing at the starry sky and taking in the low mysterious
sounds of the night. Finally around 20h00 hours they lit a small lamp and
entered the tent. It was one of those rare summer nights when the
temperature was nice and warm, so they lay on the sleeping bags that they
left open for the moment.

In such an intimate environment, Megan always fascinated by sex and desirous
to learn more, asked numerous questions of her mother who responded
patiently. She wanted to know things like how often, how, where and in what
circumstances Renee had sex with her father. Renee did her best to answer
not wanting to alienate Megan whose questions were genuine. After all it was
her responsibility to educate her daughter. Nevertheless, to her surprise
she found that as she continued answering, her descriptions became more and
more explicit. She was taking pleasure in remembering the sex she had with
her husband. Moreover she detected that she was actually getting excite, a
little wet even.

As the conversation evolved they had slowly slid closer together as if the
nature of the confidential questions and answers needed to be whispered. In
the end they were lying on the same sleeping bag, their feet and legs
touching. Megan found her mother's scent and touch very comforting

Renee could tell that Megan was also getting aroused because her breathing
became more and more labored and her voice turned throaty. Easy, woman,
easy, take care, watch it, she said to herself.

"You know Megan we are going a bit too far at times I think." she sighed.

"Mother I'm old enough to ask don't you know."

"Certainly, but I think we'd better go to sleep pretty soon. It's been a
long day. I'm tired."

"One last question mom, ok?"

"Well ok but only one."

"Did he ever spank you."

Renee was taken aback, had she heard correctly.

"I read that in some cases spanking can make sex better."

"That may be true dear but I assure you nothing like that ever happened with
your father," she lied."

"Now give me a kiss and let's go to sleep."

Tonight it was only a peck.

Renee lay back on her air mattress thinking back to the last years of her
marriage. Both she and her husband had found that their love life needed an
uplift. He had read that some women and most men were turned on by a
spanking and he suggested that to her.

"Don't answer right away dear. Go on the net and find out for yourself." he
asked her.

Renee who had once in a while enjoyed the porn on the internet really did a
lot of research. She wondered if all the stories had a grain of truth. But
when she went to more serious sites, she discovered that in many cases it
was true. Some women actually had orgasm while being spanked

One night while watching television together she got horny and blurted out,"
OK."

"Ok what dear" he asked.

"Ok for, for.the sp.the span.the spanking."

"Are you serious. You're joking right?"

"Don't make this harder than it is. I said, yes, why not. I read were it
works in many cases."

So by trial and error they had slowly progressed through spanking and later
to some light bondage. And true enough their sex life was enhanced. However,
she was not going to reveal that to her daughter at this time, perhaps later
if the occasion arose.

Reminiscing on that now Renee, who had had no sex for two years; the time
while her husband was dying of cancer and since then, got very, very horny.
Her hand moved involuntarily to her pussy and she started to masturbate.
Losing all sense of control she rubbed her clit faster and faster. From her
vagina came abundant juices that made a squishing sound as she massaged her
genitalia. Suddenly she erupted into a releasing orgasm. The moans and
grunts lasted quite a while and while she lay panting, she wondered if Megan
had heard. She had. The young woman had heard everything and was so aroused
she could hardly wait to bring herself off. But, she waited till her mother
was asleep before masturbating herself to a wondrous prolonged orgasm, after
which she immediately fell asleep.

The next morning Renee, sprawled nude on her mattress, awoke late to the
myriad sounds of the birds while basking in the warmth of a growing
happiness. True, she still missed her husband, she craved for more sex in
life but she had a lot to be thankful for; a lucrative career as a partner
in a law firm, an inheritance from her husband that left her independently
well-off, her excellent health and fine physique and most of all a beautiful
intelligent daughter whom she loved. Life at this moment was wonderful. She
was beginning to forget the past pain, hell, who knows she might even find
another man someday.

Megan slowly yawned, stretched, opened her eyes and looked lovingly at her
mother

"Hi, did you have a good sleep mom?"

"Haven't slept so deeply in a long time," came the replied. "I'm content for
the first time in months darling."

Megan slithered over and snuggled in her mother's arms.

They kissed again.

"Is it wrong to love you're mother so much."

"I don't know about a daughter's love Megan, but I do know that love is the
most important reason for living; yet we don't express it often or enough.
This is the first time we have been separated for so long. We both feel a
void. I know I missed you a great deal and I love you. My life seemed so
empty during the last mouth. We were both lonely I think. Maybe after a
great loss we need each other badly right now. The heart has reasons that
the head does not understand sometimes. This is one kind of love dear, there
will be other kinds in our life. Let's enjoy it now. They held one another
forgetting everything else for the moment.

"I'm hungry mom, how about you?"

"Let's have some breakfast baby."

After breakfast they decided to visit an abandoned fishing village at the
mouth of the river. While paddling towards the ruins Renee spotted the three
fishermen in the distance again, but that was it. She was not even sure they
had seen her. The village was very interesting. There was even a small
museum kept by an old time resident who still lived there. Back in the canoe
the water was calm and they headed for some small isolated islands offshore.
Stopping in a small protected cove, they decided to have a swim. Because
nobody was around they went in naked.

Suddenly as they were swimming a few meters offshore, from out of nowhere it
seemed, a boat came up fast cutting them off. It was the three fishermen.

"Well what have we here gentlemen two lovely slut mermaids skinny-dipping.
We finally got ya you cock teasers."

The women tried to swim around but the boat was faster and they were kept
away from shore.

"You'se gals have two choices, get in the boat peacefully or drown.

Renee whispered to Megan," You go that way and I'll go this way.'

The strategy was a mistake, the boat went after Megan who was dragged on
board. While she was hog-tied by two men the man at the motor drove the boat
right at Renee bumping her. She was disabled enough to permit the men to
drag her on board but she fought so hard they had a hard time holding her
down. Finally one of them punched her hard in the stomach causing her to
double up out of wind. While she was catching her breath they hog-tied her
also.

"You bastards. What do you want? Let us go right now," she screamed as she
started calling for help.

"Shut up you whore or I'll make you really regret it," one said as he
removed his belt and started whipping her arms buttocks and legs.

"Not too much. Don't beat the shit out of her. She needs to be in good shape
for us to get our money."

After a few more smacks with the belt, she cried out," Please stop, I won't
struggle."

Megan lying face down in the bottom of the boat was totally cowed.

"We'll take the canoe with us, tip it over out in the deep water. They'll
think that the two bitches drowned. Don't forget the clothes, we don't want
to leave any evidence. With the blindfolded woman out of sight below the
gunnels the boat sped off to the deep water where they turned over the canoe
letting it float upside down. Then they continued until they came to a yacht
waiting a few kilometers off shore.

The helpless females were untied, handcuffed and transferred aboard the
yacht. They were taken below, stretched out on a bed, one's right and the
other's left arm secured to bedpost on each side and left alone. Lying on
their backs side by side they held hands and waited anxiously.

"What's going to happen mom," whispered Megan haltingly, her voice trembling
with fear."

"I don't know Megan, but this is no joke. Whatever it is, I don't think it
will be pleasant."

"Did he hurt you very much mom?"

"Not that bad dear."

Megan's body was shaking as she started to sob.

"I know this sounds trite Megan, but you must be brave. Fight the fear,
don't give in. Don't think for one moment that I don't feel the same way as
you. We still have each other and I hope things will stay that way. Let's
take comfort from that. We can give each other the strength to survive no
matter what comes up. As best she could, Renee began caressing Megan's lower
body in an effort to sooth the young woman's anxiety. The enormous stress
exhausted them and surprisingly they dozed off. When they were awakened
later by the gruff voice of a man they were lying back to back their bodies
touching, their legs entwined feeling the security and warmth of the other's
presence.

"You first, " he said to Renee. He handcuffed her wrist, hobbled her legs
with a short chain and ankle cuffs before releasing the arm secured to the
to the post.

"Get up and follow me."

Impeded by the hobble, her body stiff and sore she walked haltingly behind
him with her arms handcuffed in back.

"First you go in there and piss baby. I don't want you soiling the bed."

After she finished she felt better but humiliated and dirty because with her
hands tied she couldn't wipe herself.

"Come over here and sit that nice big ass down so I can feed you."

He fed her yogurt and ice tea one spoonful, one sip at a time, deliberately
spilling some over her chin down her chest making her feel like a baby. She
wanted to scream at him try to resist but why, where would she go. She would
only succeed in getting another beating.

"My, my we are a messy eater, he scolded taking a long time to wipe her
clean.

"Back to bed now baby, wish I was in there with you."

He repeated the same procedure with Megan, except he took even longer wiping
her after she urinated.

Back in bed they told each how terribly humiliating and obscene that
experience had been. In private each wondered what horrible things lay
ahead.

A few hours later, after dark, the yacht docked. The women were again
blindfolded, hobbled and handcuffed behind their back. Led by the arm, they
stumbled off the dock down a path before entering a long tunnel leading to a
place that would change their lives forever.

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