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Subject: {ASSM} The Castle. Chap.8.
Date: Sat, 14 Jun 2003 14:10:03 -0400
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Chap.8.

Megan's Turn



When they were returned to the detention area on the foundation floor they
were given a juice and allowed to sit together before going to their cells.
For a long time they sat at the table without saying a word absorbed in
reflecting on what had just happened. Their world had been turned
topsy-turvy.

Finally Renee said," We will surmount this awful episode. What happened
tonight will not affect our lives. When we get out of here things will get
back to normal. You'll see what we did will not stay with us."

"What do you mean mother," questioned Megan.

"Well, what I mean is that.I find it hard to talk about it, to say the
words. Our incestuous behaviour was done under threats, torture, duress, the
feelings and the damage will pass."

Megan, who was younger, did not have her mother's hang- ups. Society had not
imposed its norms upon her to the extent that it had on her mother.

She replied forcefully," Mother you raised me most of my life without making
me feel guilty. In the past you didn't use guilt as a weapon to make me
behave. Now you are trying to excuse your own guilty feelings and behaviour
by making me feel guilty too. I won't accept that. I enjoyed what we did. It
was a loving, tender and pleasing thing we did."

"Yes Megan but."

"No buts mother. We did it to survive, to stop the pain and we finally got a
lot of pleasure out of it. Now you feel guilty and you want me to feel the
same way. Well I won't."

"You're right hon. I can't help feeling like a slut and I shouldn't. I feel
awful but glad in a way."

She started to cry.

"Anyway if I was to be awakened to the joy of sex I'm glad it was with you
mom. Please stop crying we can't do anything about it now. What's done is
done."

"I know Megan, I know."

They held hands silently, each in her own world, each seeking to comprehend,
each wondering how long they would be in here.

The guards came in, unlocked the chains and dragged the two women to the
same cell this time. They were both chained to the bed. As usual these
chains were long enough to permit them to reach the toilet and sink situated
in a corner. While getting ready for bed they only exchanged a few words.

Finally when they were lying nude side by side Renee still embarrassed could
only muster a 'Goodnight dear,' to which Megan answered,' Goodnight mother.'

Renee lay there deeply humiliated guilty and troubled thinking that she had
made love to another woman, her own daughter in fact, and worst of all she
had enjoyed it. Now to make matters even worst she was imposing a guilt trip
on Megan. What kind of woman am I, what kind of mother? What do I do now she
asked herself? She struggled with these thoughts tossing and turning unable
to fall asleep

Judging by the sighs and jerky movements coming from Megan she knew that she
too was very disturbed. A little while later she heard her soft whimpers and
her decision was immediate and decisive.

She turned, wrapped her arms around the girl whispering softly, "Megan I
love you very much no matter what. I'd give my life to see you out of here."

"Oh mom I thought you had rejected me."

"No baby I'm here, we will survive this together."

"I love you mom."



Renee looked at her, her eyes moving over her svelte body. She smiled the
most wonderful loving smile the young girl had ever seen. "You are the most
beautiful thing, absolutely gorgeous, and such lovely young breasts too. Now
do you want to see and feel mine."

"Yes mother," the coy adolescent replied. Her mother's breasts were so grand
a full 34B with very pink nipples and large prominent areolas. They were
rock hard, just as hers were. She placed Megan's hands on her breasts and
had her explore them, cupping them, feeling how firm they were. She lifted
them slightly feeling the warm heaviness of them, so wonderful. Megan
touched her nipples, pulling on them a little, rolling them between her
fingers. The nipples seemed to respond to the touch and got very taut. Renee
wrapped her arms around her and pulled her close so their breasts and
nipples could touch. What a wonderful feeling! Megan cuddled in her mother's
arms loved how this felt.

Their breasts were touching! It was like magic. She became aware of her
pussy starting to get moist as they continued. They kissed again.

As they hugged and kissed before falling asleep they could feel each other's
warm body and they felt sheltered. Very unusual behaviour for Renee who
reasoned that the sexual intimacy they were engaged in would bind the two.
They needed this closeness to remain sane at this time. One thing she did
not want was to alienate her daughter. In these circumstances Renee knew she
was doing the right thing.

The next day they went about the daily routine without much conversation as
though the previous night had never happened. Renee wondered what dreadful
acts would she.they, since Megan was now eighteen, be subjected to the
coming night.

About eight o'clock that night they came for her. Madama was waiting near a
low bed placed at the end of the stage runway in the large hall. Renee was
brought to it forced to lie down while the cuffs on her arms and legs were
opened out and secured to each corner.

"Tonight we have fun." the Madama said gleefully to the assembled guests who
were sitting around the runway waiting in anticipation. They could not but
admire such a gorgeous, muscular, tanned, woman lying helplessly
spread-eagled only a couple of meters away. They cheered in appreciation
when the equally stunning young Megan was pulled in. She was made to kneel
down at the foot of the bed facing her mother. Her arms were stretched out
along her mother's widespread legs and her wrist cuffs tied to Renee's ankle
cuffs. She was thus forced to bent her waist so that her face was directly
over her mother's genitalia. However by lifting her head a bit she could
look directly into her mother's worried eyes.

Without uttering a word they both sensed what was coming next.

When Madama declared," When I say go, it will be your turn to eat your
mother, make her cum," they were not surprised.

"GO." ordered the old bag.

Megan hesitated, she was very reluctant to do anything especially after the
conversation she had with her mother the night before.

"Go missy or you'll regret it." Madama hissed menacingly.

Still the young girl did not move but looked into her mother's eyes.
Meanwhile Renee's mind was racing. She knew that if something weren't done
soon someone would suffer. Yet she also wavered a few seconds.

"GO now or pay more."

""Megan we can't wait any longer. We're already in trouble. We can't make it
worst.

"Tell me what to do mom."

Another moment of indecision before Renee pleaded," Do it now baby, suck me.
Please start now."

Megan's cheek dropped and she rested it against her mother's smooth bald
vulva. Slowly she turned her head until her luscious pouting lips were
pushing against her mother's voluptuous labia. She gazed at the crimson oval
outer lips framing the inner purplish petals of the smaller lips and capped
by a prominent clitoral hood. The musky scent of her mother was now familiar
to the teenager.

"Do something Megan, start kissing me."

She did what she was told.

"That's right Renee coached. "Lick it very lightly use your tongue to
gradually open it up."

Megan proceeded slowly, using her soft tongue to part the large inner lips
of her teacher's pussy just a little more with each successive lick.

"Now lick it really deep," directed Renee.

The "A" student's long, sinewy tongue snaked deep into her mother's velvety
depths.

"Now slowly lick up and down and all over."

After quite a while Renee asked," I think I'm getting slippery down there,
slurp my juices."

"You are leaking mom I can taste it."

"Lick my clit now honey."

"Gee it's big mom."

"Not as big as yours, but it's working, I'm getting turned on."

Nevertheless she thought it was taking a long time, maybe she could fake it.
She started breathing heavily, moaning and squirming.

Immediately Madama came closer placed two fingers on her neck to check the
pulse. Then looked closely at her eyes and chest. Without notice she slapped
Renee hard in the face.

"You think you can fool me you slut. Now you too will pay later."

"I'm sorry mom."

"That's ok Megan. Start over. Remember how I did it. I know you can make me
cum."

The exquisite mother's petite nipples got as stiff as pencil erasers just as
soon as her willing student continued on. Megan glided her yearning mouth
down the smooth curve of her lower belly pausing to probe her sensitive hood
with her searching tongue.

"Oh, imaginative," Renee exclaimed as a shiver ran through her gorgeous
body.

She did not seek out her mother's clitoris immediately waiting for her
hormones to get flowing and for her genitals to become engorged with blood

Instead she made a slow and lengthy journey to her clitoris pretending to
discover it by accident. At first she lapped, kissed, and licked her inner
thighs. Next she gently licked the area where her vulva and inner thighs
come together. She took her time as she slowly flickered over her pubic
mound and outer labia. After running her wet tongue along the grove created
by the meeting of her outer labia she slipped it between her inner and outer
labia. She drew her swollen gaping inner labia into her mouth and pulled on
them with her lips; gently drawing blood into them. Then she licked the area
between her inner labia and the area just outside her vagina and the
location of the urethral orifice.

When she saw that her mother was dripping wet, moaning and begging for more,
she very gently started licking her clitoris giving her time to get fully
aroused.

"Oh honey you are doing just fine. Don't stop. I'm really burning," murmured
Renee in a hoarse sexy voice. When she seemed ready to explode Megan began
sucking on her exquisitely sensitive engorged clitoral glans projecting
outward from the hood. The mother let out low little cries interrupted by
quick gasps.

"Come on baby, oh yes, oh God, keep sucking, that feels so good." She threw
her head back and made sexy little grunting noises as she humped against her
daughter's face



With her mother squirming bucking and bawling even harder, she knew that she
had found the form of stimulation that was most pleasurable for her, and
that if she maintained that stimulation she would cause her to experience
orgasm. Intending to tease her, Megan broke the rhythm and wandered off
leaving Renee on the verge very upset.

"You little tramp get back there and fuck me with you face" she shouted
frightening the girl but amusing the audience. Renee had become a lewd
wanton slut. All she could think of was getting her daughter to make her
cum.

She immediately started sucking again on the clit like it was a small penis
until shortly she brought her mother to orgasm. The men revelled watching
the sexy woman shaking all over while screaming," I'm coming I'm coming."
The waves lasted a good thirty seconds before she started calming down. They
were both tired and sated. All they could do was lie still returning to
earth after such an emotional high.

Once more the two women received a loud ovation and Madama a pile of money.

As the audience grew silent again, Madama gave a signal and two guards
attached long chains to their collars before releasing them. As they stood
up these were connected to others coming down from the ceiling and
subsequently pulled up forcing the women to stand on their tiptoes. While
they were hanging there the bed was removed and a small wooden bench was
brought in.

Madama turned to the men and shouted," Both of them deserve punishment for
what they did, right? A good spanking would teach them a lesson right?"

The men yelled with glee that it was the least they deserved.

She turned to Megan her voice ominous," I think you need a good spanking
young lady for disobeying me earlier."

Megan's mouth went dry and her stomach clenched. Her face blazed red-hot. As
Madama approached she tried moving away on her tiptoes. Madama lifted a
finger pointing up and the chain attached to the collar was raised until
Megan's feet were off the floor. She started to chock, her feet thrashed,
her face turned red, her tongue came out. When she was lowered Madama said,"
Are you going to stand still now. I don't want you to move."

Sputtering and breathing hard Megan managed a, "Yes maam."

A guard brought another short chain in and tried to attach it to Megan's
nipple rings. Instinctively she raised her arms to protect her breasts. The
chain was tightened again strangling her. She lowered her arms. After the
short chain was fastened to her nipples, Madama came closer. Megan's bottom
lip was twitching a familiar sense of fear invaded her.

"Are you sorry for not obeying." asked the hag.

"Oh yes I, I'm really sorry."

"Too late you will be taught a lesson anyway."

She grabbed the chain pulling it up.

"Nooo oohhh that hurts," she shrieked raising her bosom.

Then the chain was jerked down pulling her breasts to sharp points.

The tortured girl screamed in agony.

Renee who had been watching silently but apprehensively not daring to speak
lest she make matters worse could no longer contain herself.

She shouted," You bitch leave her alone."

"Shut up," threatened the old whore." When your turn comes you will pay
more."

Holding the tit chain in one hand, she released the collar chain with the
other. Then she towed Megan to the bench. Megan followed the chain trying to
keep it from stretching her nipples to twice their size. As she sat down she
pulled Megan down with her.

"Now lie on my lap."

The helpless girl quickly lay down on the older woman's knees. It was easily
the most disturbing moment of her life.

She was already crouched over following the sadistic witch's grip on the
chain who was now pulling it off to the side as if guiding her.

Her voice was high, loud, and laced in pain, "Oh no please my tits hurt!"
she emphasized the word tits with a strong touch of anger.

Nevertheless she moved quickly in the direction of the chain trying to
create a slack in it. Her knees were dug in the bench next to Madama's
thighs forcing her ass slightly up off her lap in an effort to keep her head
down as close to her hand as possible. She didn't even want to think what
kind of picture this made. She had never felt so nervous in her life

With her left hand Madama grabbed Megan's right hand and twisted it back
behind her back. The left arm was already pinned between the two women's
bodies. In that position with her ass way up and her feet off the floor,
Megan was quite helpless to move.

Madama started by gently caressing her buttocks. Every once in a while she
would give them a little tap creating more of that dreadful suspense that
Megan hated. Suddenly she gave the tender cheek a loud hard slap. A burning
fire blazed through her body the sting was like nothing she had ever
expected. And before she could even protest another spank fell, then another
and another. Hard, fast, high, low. The hand caught only one cheek at a
time, but it was only a moment before it felt as if she had spanked
everywhere.

"Ooohhh.please stop that's enough" cried Megan squealing in misery.

"Now tell me what happened when I said go."

"Please maam, I only waited a minute honest! I won't do it again. I didn't
understand that it was against the rules so I waited a bit. But I know now,
I know it was wrong, I won't do it again," she whimpered lying there naked
as the bag played with her like a toy, once again she was burning with
embarrassment.

The mistress caressed each cheek with her hand, letting her fingers stray
between her legs stroking her damp pussy.

"You know you are not an innocent sweet girl anymore don't you?"

She pushed a finger inside of her making her arch her back, squirming as she
pumped it in and out, stroking her pulsating little bud each time.

"This cunt stays wet and hungry all the time doesn't it my little whore?
You're just another trashy little slut like your mother that wants her pussy
played with aren't you?"

"No mistress no."

Another slap

"Yes Mistress, yes."

"That's better. Now naughty girl will you obey when I expect something."

"Yes, yes Mistress, please. It hurts. I don't want anymore." She bucked, but
that only caused the old lady to pin her more tightly. The palm of the hand
kept falling. Frantically, she began kicking her legs and managed to get
them up partially over her rump. She was gasping and her entire body had
broken out in a sweat.

"Megan." Her voice was strong and stern. "Put your legs down." She ignored
her. "Put your legs down or I will pin them and spank your thighs." That
sounded pretty horrible. Meekly, she dropped her legs, putting her toes near
the floor.

"Please, mistress. It's enough. I didn't know it would hurt like this. I
can't stand it." The hand fell again and again. "I...can't... stand... it."
Megan began kicking frantically.

"Megan, stop it. You have to stand it. You need this. And I'm not goin' to
stop until I'm sure you're good and sorry for what you did today. Because
for the first time in your life, I'm thinkin', someone is makin' you pay for
what you did. And what you did was stupid and defiant and self-destructive.
Wasn't it?"

"Yes, but I'm sorry. I really am. Now, please let me up... Please..."

 From a distance Renee could only watch what was happening with horror. From
time to time she could only demand that the spanking stop

But Madama did not stop. She ignored the mother's and the girl's pleas
completely, and the hand continued to fall in a steady cadence, until her
dark red bottom felt like a fireball. Nobody was counting but the number of
spanks must have been over one hundred. And then, incredibly, Madama's hand
released her wrist and dropped down to her bottom. She knew one moment of
incredible relief that turned into sheer horror as she felt her ass cheeks
being tugged slightly apart. She could see everything. Oh, Jesus! With no
warning the hand fell onto the newly tightened tender skin. The bite sent a
wave of hot agony coursing through her like none other. Her free hand tried
to worm its way back between her body and hers.

Megan felt like screaming, but it was almost as if no sound would come.
Pain, pain, pain, it consumed her and made her nuts. The powerlessness of it
all was incredible. Suddenly, an "edge" was reached, an edge of hot agony
and something else. Megan began sobbing. Not the scared crying that she'd
done as he'd put her over his lap, but huge heaving shaking sobs. She fell
limp. "Please, no, mistress, I need... I need..."

The blows ceased suddenly. "Tell me what you need, honey."

"I don't know. I just don't want to be spanked anymore."

"You will behave yourself much better now, won't you little treasure?"

"Oh yes mistress, I will I will."

She stole the aged woman's heart with her pleading little whimpers, and her
wildly erotic nature that betrayed loudly the otherwise soft and demure
little girl. The way her eyes filled with tears, till the extra-large
droplets made their way over her cheek one at a time, as if each crystal
waited its turn to grace her lovely face She was given a few more hard blows
as a final reminder.

Finally, the smacks stopped. Again, the soft calm voice. "Tell me what you
need."

"I need..." Suddenly, the answer came to her. Her voice was ragged with
effort. "I need to be punished for my bad behaviour

"That's good, baby. What else?"

Tears were pouring out of her eyes. "I need you to punish me."

Her voice sounded choked when she responded. Could she be crying, too? "I
think that's the right answer, baby. The right answer."

Her iron grip on her wrists loosened, and tenderly she helped her up into a
sitting position. The pain in her backside was intense as it brushed the
fabric of Madama's clothes and she moaned, but deftly Madama helped Megan
onto her lap, so she was mostly on one side of a thigh. She leaned against
her and sobbed and sobbed and sobbed. She held her trembling body firmly
around the waist and gently caressed the warmth of her newly punished
bottom. "shhhh my little treasure, it's over now.

Never in her life had Megan felt so protected, so safe so submissive. It was
irrational, she knew it, yet that was the way she felt. The release that she
felt... finally... was incredible. Madama's large hand found her bare
bottom. "So hot," she whispered.

"It hurts," she murmured out between the tears.

"It was supposed to hurt. It needs to hurt. And something' tells me that
this is going to happen again, Megan, maybe lots of times. Because you need
this, don't you baby? Do you promise to be a good girl from now on
sweetheart."

As much as she had hated being treated like a child, at this moment she had
never felt safer, as if all the pain and tears had cleansed her soul,
returning her to perfect innocence. To her mother's total astonishment the
docile young beauty curled against Madama, no longer feeling an ounce of
shame as she let the hands of the old lady comfort every inch of her
quivering flesh. She nuzzled her face into her neck kissing it softly, "yes
Mistress, I promise I will."

"I love you Megan like my own daughter. Ok you can get up now."

As she gained her feet, her hands couldn't help but reach around and begin
furiously rubbing her bruised crimson buns, much to the amusement of
everyone there. The men giggled and chuckled as they watched her try to
allay her misery. At the same time, they congratulated the Madama on a job
well done. The Madama told her she could go now to the detention area. She
felt genuine pity for the beaten young thing and wanted to spare her the
pain of watching her mother receive a spanking.

As she left she murmured to her mother," Be brave mom. I hope she doesn't
hurt you too badly."

Renee could not find the words to answer.

The sadist walked towards Renee but before she got very close the outraged
woman tried to kick her but missed.

"You rotten bitch what have you done to my daughter. One day I'm going to
kill you."

"I would be thinking about myself right now if I were you because you are
going to suffer you slut."

With those words she ordered the guard to pull up on the chain lifting Renee
off the floor. Quickly however she grabbed the chain with both hands above
her head easing the pull on her neck to prevent herself from choking. The
audience started betting on how long the muscular woman could hang on. At
length her tired arms started to shake from the strain. She began to glow as
sweat poured out and inevitably she loosened the grip and her hands started
sliding down towards her head. As this happened, more and more stress was
placed on the neck collar and she started to choke. Just as Megan had done
she turned purple her tongue stuck out and her legs danced wildly. At the
instant she reached the point when she might pass out the mistress ordered
the guard to lower the chain all the way down, Renee, totally exhausted
collapsed on the floor trying desperately to catch her breath not able to
utter a word.

"Now do what I say or I'll hang you again. Say you will follow my orders."

Renee realizing that the bitch meant it whispered hardly able to speak, "I
will."

"Louder you slave."

She raised her voice, "I will."

"Not enough. I will who?"

"I will Mistress."

"I've decided not to punish you tonight. We'll keep that for another night.
Take her to her room"

Renee, in great emotional distress, cried herself to sleep that night.





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