Juliet and Roxanne
I first raped Juliet slightly over a year ago. It hadn’t been planned, it was just a spur of the moment thing. We were co workers and once when leaving work I saw her standing at the bus station waiting for her bus. At 33 she was a fine looking bitch with long blond hair and nice big tits. A widow, she had a 14 year old daughter named Roxanne who was starting to look good herself. My original intention that day had simply been to offer Juliet a ride home but after she accepted and got into the car I got other ideas. It didn’t take long for her to realize I was ignoring her directions and was taking her nowhere near where she lived. When she questioned me on this I lied to her, telling her I gad a gun in my pocket and would shoot her if she didn’t keep quiet and behave herself. She didn’t say another word. I drove her to an isolated location in the country and made her get out of the car. She told me she would do whatever I wanted if I just please didn’t hurt her. I ordered her to strip naked and get down on the ground on her back. She obeyed and I fucked her roughly, slapping her and pinching her nipples frequently. At first she just lay there taking it but, before long, she was moaning and squirming as she got more and more turned on. I ridiculed her asking what sort of worthless slut gets aroused by being raped but it only got her hotter until, when I came, so did she. When I was through I drove off and left her standing there as she was getting dressed. It took her two hours to walk home.
I wasn’t too worried about her telling anyone about the rape, not after the way she got all hot and bothered during it. I was right. Not only did she tell no one, it had awakened something within her. After a couple of days she began approaching me, asking if we could “get together” again. I rebuffed her, told her I’d gotten what I wanted from her and had no more interest in her but she wouldn’t let up. The more I rejected her, the more pitifully she begged. Finally one night at three AM I called her and told her to get her ass out of bed and get to a certain street corner and wait for me. Two hours later I showed up and, sure enough, she was standing there waiting. I knew right then that the bitch got off on being humiliated and degraded. I decided to play that for all it was worth. Not bothering with any sort of greeting, I just opened the door and told her to get in.
“Where are we going?” she asked as I drove away.
“Shut up,” was all I told her. As usual, she obeyed. I drove to the train station and parked. Juliet looked confused when I told her to get out.
“Are we taking a train somewhere?” she asked as we got out.
SMACK! I slapped her. “I TOLD you to shut up!”
Silently she followed me holding her stinging cheek. Once we were in the terminal I took her over to the men’s room and shoved her inside following her. There were about seven guys there from a young teenager to an old guy in his 60s. “Anyone want their cock sucked by this whore?” I asked. Juliet stared at me in shock. All the guys answered in the affirmative and I told Juliet, “Get down on your knees and get started.”
“You can’t be serious!” she gasped.
“Suit yourself,” I replied. “You can arrange your own ride home and won’t be hearing from me again.” And I started for the door.
“NO!” she shouted as she grabbed my arm. “A-all right, I’ll do it.” She then sank to her knees and opened her mouth as the men lined up to be serviced. She did all seven of them as well as three more who walked in while the act was in progress. By the time she finished she had cum on her chin and spots of it on her dress in addition to the amount she had swallowed. I tossed a paper towel in front of her and told her to hurry up and clean up. Once back in the car I drove her back to the spot where I had originally raped her only this time, instead of putting her on the ground and fucking her cunt, I bent her over the hood of the car, hiked up her skirt, ripped off her panties, and ass fucked her. She was tight and yelped over and over again as I reamed her but, once again, she had an EXPLOSIVE orgasm.
After that, I started doing her in her own home. I made her give me a key and, whenever I got the urge, I would just show up unannounced and take her. It didn’t matter to me if her daughter was there. If she wanted to stick around and watch her mother get fucked, fine. After the first couple of times she started hiding in her bedroom whenever I was there.
As I said, that was a year ago and I had started noticing Roxanne who had just turned 15 (and whom I insisted on calling “Roxie”, a name she hated). One day I decided to subject Juliet to the ultimate humiliation. I called her and told her where and when to wait for me. Then I told her, “And bring Roxie with you.”
There was a stunned silence then she said, “No, I can’t do that. I WON’T!”
I hung up and waited. Five minutes later the phone rang again. “Please don’t ask me to do something like that!”
I hung up again. When it rang the second time she said, “I-I’ll d-do it. We will both be there.”
When I got there they were both waiting.
“Mom,” the girl said as they got into the car. “I still don’t understand. Where are we going and why with him?”
“It’s all right,” was all Juliet said.
I drove to a remote cabin on a nearby lake which was owned by a friend of mine. “Out,” I told both of them. Juliet did as she was told but Roxanne balked.
“No,” she said. “I want to go home.”
“Roxie, baby,” I told her. “As your mother well knows, when I tell a bitch to do something she had damned well better do it!” With that I reached in, grabbed her by her long, brown hair and dragged her from the car. She started struggling and screaming so I smacked her hard across the mouth ordering her to shut up. Juliet started to walk toward her daughter but I snapped, “Get the door, cunt!”
Obediently she went and opened the door to the cabin (which was never locked). I had Roxanne’s arms twisted behind her and was holding them there with one hand while, with the other, I still had her by the hair. She was still trying to resist being forced into the cabin but her puny strength was no match for my own and after a couple of hard kicks in the ass she got with the program. Once inside, I let go of her and she started for the door in front of which her mother was standing.
“If she gets outside,” I warned Juliet. “You’ll never get fucked by me again.”
She blocked her daughter’s way.
“Mom!” Roxanne exclaimed. “What are you doing?”
“I-I’m sorry,” her mother told her hanging her head in shame. “I have to.”
I got up and started walking toward them. Roxanne tried to run but I grabbed her and wrestled her to the floor, pinning her there with the weight of my own body.
“Get off me, you bastard!” the girl screamed as I forced her arms up above her head. “Leave me alone!”
I ignored her shouts and instead told her mother, “Hold her arms down.”
Juliet just stared at what was going on in shock.
“DO AS YOU WERE TOLD, YOU DUMB SLUT!” I yelled. Juliet got down on her knees and grabbed Roxanne’s arms. That freed my hands for something else. Grabbing the front of the girl’s blouse I ripped it open. She wasn’t wearing a bra and I began to squeeze and play with her budding young tits.
“Please Mom!” she begged looking up at her mother. “Please don’t let him do this to me!” Juliet closed her eyes but she kept Roxanne’s wrists pinned to the floor.
“You’ve got a nice pair,” I told the girl. “A couple more years and they’ll be great for sucking and biting.”
“You sick fuck!” she nearly spat at me.
WHAP!
I slapped her again, “Show respect to your elders. Let’s hear an apology.”
“Fuck you!”
WHAP!
I hit her again.
She kept silent.
WHAP!
Another slap.
“Please stop hitting her,” Juliet begged.
“Shut the fuck up,” I told her then I smacked her daughter again.
I raised my hand for another blow but Roxanne muttered, “I-I’m sorry!”
“That’s better,” I remarked. I reached down and unzipped the jeans she was wearing and tugged them down and off. She tried half heartedly to kick me but one good smack to her left tit ended that quickly enough. I kicked her legs wide apart and knelt down between them. Grabbing her panties I ripped them off with a single yank. She had stopped struggling by now and was just lying there sobbing. I even let Juliet let go of her wrists, warning the girl that I would break them if she dared move them from where they were.
“Nice little bush,” I remarked as I fingered her pussy and shoved a couple inside her. She focused her tear filled eyes upon her mother with silent pleading but Juliet turned her back rather than having to look at her.
I opened my fly and took out my rock hard cock. Placing the head against her opening I told Roxanne, “If you don’t tighten up it won’t hurt as much.” Then I PLUNGED myself into her. Her eyes got wide and she began rocking her head from side to side as I pounded away at her tender young cunt.
“Hey,” I yelled at Juliet. “Your little whore has had it done to her before. She’s not a virgin.” The girl shut her eyes in shame.
As I shoved in and out of her I pinched and twisted her nipples and after awhile they started to swell and harden. Her hole was also beginning to moisten. The little bitch was starting to enjoy it. She started squirming and rocking her hips.
“My arms,” she whispered in a husky voice. “Please let me move my arms!”
I nodded and she began running her hands through my hair and wrapped her arms around my neck as she covered my face with kisses.
Juliet had started watching and was rubbing her crotch while squeezing her tits through her clothing. “Strip,” I commanded her. Without hesitation she began to strip and was naked just as her daughter and I exploded together. I got up off of Roxanne leaving the girl lying there on the floor, naked, her legs spread wide with my cum oozing from between them. Juliet started to go to her but I snapped, “Forget her. Get over here and kiss and lick my balls until I get hard again then it’s your turn.” She looked at her just raped daughter then walked over to me and sank to her knees in front of me.
Roxanne slowly sat up and watched as her mother began to orally bring my organ to life again. After a few minutes she crawled over to where Juliet was kneeling and in a tiny, desperate voice said to me, “Please!”
I nodded and she began worshipping me the same way her mother was. I smiled. Both cunts were now my shameless sluts. The possibilities of what I could do with them were ENDLESS!
By Master of Female Slaves
