The night of a bachelor party turns into a nightmare as Amanda is subjected to a relentless gangbang by her own unknowing family, orchestrated by her vicious stepmom
How it Started
Amanda stormed out of the kitchen, her eyes flashing with anger. "I can't believe you married someone so young, Dad! Dominique is just a gold-digging slut!" she shouted.
Ben, his face red with frustration, replied, "Amanda, that's enough. Dominique loves me, and she's a good person. You need to respect that."
Amanda scoffed. "Respect? She's probably after your money. You're just another conquest to her!"
Dominique, who had been eavesdropping, felt a surge of anger. She had always disliked Amanda, and this was the last straw. She decided to teach Amanda a lesson she would never forget.
That night, while Ben was working late, Dominique spiked Amanda's dinner with a strong sedative.
Amanda, unaware, ate her meal and soon fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.
Dominique, with a sinister plan, called some of her old contacts—a group of sketchy men she knew from her past. They arrived promptly, and together, they carried Amanda's unconscious body to an unknown location.
Amanda woke up in a strange hotel room, her head pounding. She looked around, her eyes widening in fear as she saw Dominique standing nearby. Her vision was limited by a latex mask that covered her face, allowing her to see out but hiding her identity. A wig of some kind was sewn into the mask. A ring gag in her mouth prevented her from speaking, and her arms were bound behind her back in some leather arm restraints. Her ankles were bound to her thighs by leather straps, leaving her naked and vulnerable. As she took in her surroundings, a sharp pain just above her pussy made her wince. The memory of how she got here was a blur.
"Amanda, my dear, I'm so glad you're awake," Dominique purred, a cruel smile playing on her lips. "I have such surprises for you."
Amanda's thoughts raced with confusion and fear. *What is happening? Where am I? Why am I tied up like this?* She struggled against her restraints, but they held firm, cutting into her skin. The latex mask felt tight and unyielding, and the ring gag made it difficult to breathe.
The PreParty
There was a knock at the door, and Dominique's smile widened. "Come in, darling," she called out, her voice laced with excitement. The door opened, and Ben stepped in, his eyes widening in surprise. "Dominique, what have you done? I can't believe you're making this happen," he said, a mix of uncertainty and arousal in his voice. "Oh, Ben, it's perfect," Dominique replied, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I found her on the internet. She's up for anything." Ben looked at Amanda, his gaze roaming over her bound and naked body. "But... It looks like she's going to struggle and fight. Isn't that a problem?" Dominique shook her head, her long hair swinging. "Oh, no, that's all part of the game. I know her signals, and I'll let you know when to stop. Trust me, it'll be fun."
Ben hesitated for a moment, then a wicked grin spread across his face. "Well, Jake's bachelor party has a no strippers rule, so this is a bit of cheating. But I hope the guests like her. Maybe I should give a quick little test run before everyone else shows up."
His eyes landed on the tattoo above her pussy, and he chuckled. He walks over and slides his hand over the throbbing spot on her pelvis, "Slut, huh. I like it. Nice tattoo." Amanda looks at his hand and sees the stylized "SLUT" tattoo just above her pussy. She seethed with anger, her mind reeled with horror and disbelief. *Dad!? This can't be happening!* She tugged at her restraints, desperate to escape, but they held her firmly in place. The latex mask pressed against her skin, and the ring gag filled her mouth, muffling any sounds she might make.
Memories of her father tucking her in at night, his gentle voice reading her bedtime stories, flashed through her mind, a stark contrast to the harsh reality of his cock pushing into her mouth. "Open wide, slut," Ben commanded, his voice thick with desire. He positioned himself at the head of the bed, his cock already hard and ready. He pushed his cock between her lips, filling her mouth completely. The sensation was overwhelming. Ben's cock was thick and hard, stretching her mouth wide. She could taste the salty pre-cum on her tongue, and she felt a wave of nausea wash over her.
Ben moved his hips, fucking her mouth with deep, powerful thrusts. Amanda felt his cock hit the back of her throat, and she gagged, her body trying to convulse with each thrust. "Fuck, your mouth feels amazing," Ben groaned, his voice filled with pleasure. "So tight and warm." Amanda's thoughts were a whirl of humiliation and disgust. She was being used, violated by her own father, and there was nothing she could do to stop it. She felt her dad’s cock swell in her mouth, and she knew he was close. With a final, powerful thrust, he came, flooding her mouth with his hot cum. Amanda felt it spill down her throat, coating her tongue and teeth. She swallowed involuntarily.
Dominique, with a sinister smile, approached with a bottle of lube. She unscrewed the cap and roughly shoved the bottle into Amanda's ass, squeezing the lube inside. "Since I haven't really gotten into anal, maybe you should take that out on this girl," Dominique said to Ben. "She loves anal." Amanda's mind screamed in protest. *I don't! I'm a fucking virgin!*
Ben wasted no time. He spread Amanda's legs and crawled on top of her, lining up his cock with her ass. But her words were muffled by the ring gag, and her struggles were futile against the restraints.
Ben's cock was thick and hard, stretching her tight asshole as he pushed deeper. Amanda felt every inch of him, the sensation of being filled and violated overwhelming her senses. He moved slowly at first, allowing her to adjust to the intrusion, but soon picked up speed, his hips slapping against her ass. "Fuck, you're tight," Ben groaned, his voice filled with pleasure. "I've never felt anything like this."
Amanda felt a mix of humiliation and pain as her father fucked her ass, his cock pounding into her with relentless force. She tried to block out the sensation, but the pleasure was undeniable, despite the circumstances. As Ben continued to fuck her ass, memories of him letting her ride on his shoulders when she was a kid flashed through her mind, a cruel reminder of the trust she had once placed in him.
Dominique, watching the scene with a wicked grin, began to touch herself, her fingers moving swiftly over her clit as she took in the sight of Amanda's degradation. Her breaths came in short, sharp gasps, her body tensing with each stroke of Ben's cock into Amanda's ass.
Ben then slowed and pulled his cock from her gaping sore ass. He moved to her pussy, his cock still hard and ready. Amanda freaked out, her body tensing as she realized what was about to happen. She had used dildos in the past, but she didn't want to lose her virginity to her dad. She struggled against her restraints, trying to escape the inevitable, but Ben held her firmly in place. A look of concern crossed Ben's face, and he glanced at Dominique. "Is she okay?" he asked, his voice laced with worry. Dominique smiled, her eyes glinting with a cruel amusement as she rubbed her clit. "Oh, she's fine, darling. She likes to struggle and roleplay. She There was a knock at the door, and Dominique's smile widened. "Come in, darling," she called out, her voice laced with excitement. The door opened, and Ben stepped in, his eyes widening in surprise. "Dominique, what have you done? I can't believe you're making this happen," he said, a mix of uncertainty and arousal in his voice. "Oh, Ben, it's perfect," Dominique replied, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I found her on the internet. She's up for anything." Ben looked at Amanda, his gaze roaming over her bound and naked body. "But... It looks like she's going to struggle and fight. Isn't that a problem?" Dominique shook her head, her long hair swinging. "Oh, no, that's all part of the game. I know her signals, and I'll let you know when to stop. Trust me, it'll be fun."
Ben hesitated for a moment, then a wicked grin spread across his face. "Well, Jake's bachelor party has a no strippers rule, so this is a bit of cheating. But I hope the guests like her. Maybe I should give a quick little test run before everyone else shows up."
His eyes landed on the tattoo above her pussy, and he chuckled. He walks over and slides his hand over the throbbing spot on her pelvis, "Slut, huh. I like it. Nice tattoo." Amanda looks at his hand and sees the stylized "SLUT" tattoo just above her pussy. She seethed with anger, her mind reeled with horror and disbelief. *Dad!? This can't be happening!* She tugged at her restraints, desperate to escape, but they held her firmly in place. The latex mask pressed against her skin, and the ring gag filled her mouth, muffling any sounds she might make.
Memories of her father tucking her in at night, his gentle voice reading her bedtime stories, flashed through her mind, a stark contrast to the harsh reality of his cock pushing into her mouth. "Open wide, slut," Ben commanded, his voice thick with desire. He positioned himself at the head of the bed, his cock already hard and ready. He pushed his cock between her lips, filling her mouth completely. The sensation was overwhelming. Ben's cock was thick and hard, stretching her mouth wide. She could taste the salty pre-cum on her tongue, and she felt a wave of nausea wash over her.
Ben moved his hips, fucking her mouth with deep, powerful thrusts. Amanda felt his cock hit the back of her throat, and she gagged, her body trying to convulse with each thrust. "Fuck, your mouth feels amazing," Ben groaned, his voice filled with pleasure. "So tight and warm." Amanda's thoughts were a whirl of humiliation and disgust. She was being used, violated by her own father, and there was nothing she could do to stop it. She felt her dad’s cock swell in her mouth, and she knew he was close. With a final, powerful thrust, he came, flooding her mouth with his hot cum. Amanda felt it spill down her throat, coating her tongue and teeth. She swallowed involuntarily.
Dominique approached with a bottle of lube. She unscrewed the cap and roughly shoved the bottle into Amanda's ass, squeezing the lube inside. "Since I haven't really gotten into anal, maybe you should take that out on this girl," Dominique said to Ben. "She loves anal." Amanda's mind screamed in protest. *I don't! I'm a fucking virgin!*
Ben wasted no time. He spread Amanda's legs and crawled on top of her, lining up his cock with her ass. But her words were muffled by the ring gag, and her struggles were futile against the restraints.
Ben's cock was thick and hard, stretching her tight asshole as he pushed deeper. Amanda felt every inch of him, the sensation of being filled and violated overwhelming her senses. He moved slowly at first, allowing her to adjust to the intrusion, but soon picked up speed, his hips slapping against her ass. "Fuck, you're tight," Ben groaned, his voice filled with pleasure. "I've never felt anything like this."
Amanda felt a mix of humiliation and pain as her father fucked her ass, his cock pounding into her with relentless force. She tried to block out the sensation, but the pleasure was undeniable, despite the circumstances. As Ben continued to fuck her ass, memories of him letting her ride on his shoulders when she was a kid flashed through her mind, a cruel reminder of the trust she had once placed in him.
Dominique, watching the scene with a wicked grin, began to touch herself, her fingers moving swiftly over her clit as she took in the sight of Amanda's degradation. Her breaths came in short, sharp gasps, her body tensing with each stroke of Ben's cock into Amanda's ass.
Ben then slowed and pulled his cock from her gaping sore ass. He moved to her pussy, his cock still hard and ready. Amanda freaked out, her body tensing as she realized what was about to happen. She had used dildos in the past, but she didn't want to lose her virginity to her dad. She struggled against her restraints, trying to escape the inevitable, but Ben held her firmly in place. A look of concern crossed Ben's face, and he glanced at Dominique. "Is she okay?" he asked, his voice laced with worry. Dominique smiled, her eyes glinting with a cruel amusement as she rubbed her clit. "Oh, she's fine, darling. She likes to struggle and roleplay. She hasn't given the signal to stop yet."
Ben's face relaxed into a smile, and he proceeded to rub the head of his cock against the girl's slick pussy lips, enjoying the sensation before he violently ripped away his daughter's virginity by slamming his cock deep inside her. The head of his cock stretched her entrance, and Amanda felt a mix of embarrassment and humiliation as she realized how wet she was. Ben moaned deeply, his eyes rolling back as he pushed into her. "Fuck, your pussy is perfect," he groaned, his voice thick with desire. "It's so tight and wet, squeezing my cock like it was made for me." Amanda's thoughts raced with disgust as she realized that he was right, her pussy was betraying her, and her body enjoyed this twisted act.
Ben started to move, his hips rolling in a slow, deliberate rhythm. He pulled out almost completely before sliding back in, each thrust stretching her further. Amanda's body responded despite her mind's protests, her hips involuntarily lifting to meet his thrusts. Ben's pace quickened, his movements becoming more urgent and intense. He fucked her pussy mercilessly, his cock slamming into her with a ferocious intensity. His eyes locked onto hers, and all Amanda could see was the face of the man who had raised her, the same eyes that had once comforted her now filled with a primal, possessive hunger.
As Ben's thrusts into Amanda grew more intense, Dominique matched his rhythm, her fingers plunging into her own pussy in time with his movements. The wet sounds of her own arousal filled the room, a lewd counterpoint to the cruel symphony of Amanda's violation.
"You feel so good, slut," Ben grunted, his voice strained with effort. "Your pussy is so perfect, so tight." Amanda's body quaked with each thrust, her senses overwhelmed by the pleasure-pain that coursed through her. She felt her orgasm building with every stroke of her father's cock. With a final, powerful thrust, Ben came, filling her pussy with his hot seed. Amanda's body convulsed as her own orgasm exploded, her pussy gushing around his cock, her body shuddering with the intensity of her release.
Ben stayed buried deep inside her, his cock pulsing as he emptied every last drop of his cum into her. When he finally pulled out, Amanda felt a gush of his seed leak out of her. Ben then fell over next to the bound girl, panting and exhausted.
Just as Ben's orgasm subsided, Dominique's own release peaked, her body trembling with the force of her climax. She let out a soft, satisfied moan, her eyes never leaving the sight of Amanda's betrayed and broken form.
"See, she loves your cock," Dominique purred. Her face flushed with her own pleasure, she approached Amanda and roughly shoved her fingers into the girl's swollen, well-fucked pussy. Her fingers, still glistening with the mixture of Ben's seed and Amanda's shattered virginity, were also coated with Dominique's own climax. Without a word, Dominique shoved her cum-covered fingers into Amanda's mouth, forcing her to swallow the bitter taste of her own humiliation, her father's release, and Dominique's own satisfaction. Amanda's eyes widened in shock and disgust. She hated Dominique with every fiber of her being, but at that moment she couldn't do anything about it.
The Bachelor Party Starts
The party guests consisted of Ben, her father, Jake, the groom and her cousin, Ted another cousin, Don and Max, her two uncles, and Lewis, her grandfather. The sight of her own family, gathered to use and degrade her, sent a wave of horror crashing through her mind.
The night started with laughter and jokes at Amanda's expense. "Look at this thing, would you?" Jake chuckled, poking at her nipples. "She must be a real slut!"
As the night wore on and the alcohol flowed, the guests grew bolder.
Jake's Turn - groom/cousin
Jake, grinning wickedly, positioned himself between Amanda's legs. "Time for some fun," he told her, his voice laced with a mix of excitement and cruelty. Amanda felt his cock, hard and insistent, press against her entrance. He thrust into her with a single, brutal movement, filling her up just as her father did before. Jake's hands roughly gripped her breasts, twisting her nipples as he fucked her pussy with fierce intensity. Amanda's thoughts raced with a mix of horror and disgust. This was her cousin, the boy she used to play with as a child, now violating her with no regard for her feelings or her body. She could feel every inch of him, the sensation of being stretched and invaded overwhelming her senses. Jake moved with a frenzied intensity, his hips slamming against hers as he chased his own pleasure. Amanda could do nothing but endure and suffer as the cruel twist of her nipples sent shocks of pain through her.
Jake's pace quickened, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. His body tensed, and with a final, powerful thrust, he came, filling her pussy with his hot seed. Amanda felt the warmth spread inside her as she felt violated. Jake groaned deeply, his eyes rolling back as he emptied every last drop into her. As soon as his climax subsided, he pulled out abruptly, leaving Amanda feeling empty and used. He turned to the others, a smug smile on his face. "Next!" he called out, his voice filled with a perverse sense of satisfaction. The other men chuckled, their eyes gleaming with anticipation as they waited for their turn to use and degrade her further.
Ted's Turn - cousin
Ted, his eyes hot with arousal, approached Amanda with a cruel smile playing on his lips. "Time for some fun, slut," he said, his voice thick with dominance. He roughly grabbed her by the arms and forced her to her knees in the middle of the room, her bound wrists digging into her back. Amanda winced at the pain, but said nothing, her mind reeling from the humiliation. Ted positioned himself in front of her, his cock already hard and ready. He gripped the sides of her head, his fingers digging into her scalp as he forced her mouth onto his cock. "Suck it, you little whore," he growled, his hips beginning to move in a relentless rhythm.
Amanda could feel the way her lips stretched around him. She thought of the countless times they had shared holidays and family dinners, the innocence of those moments shattered by the reality of her current situation. Ted's movements were precise and controlled, his grip on her head unyielding as he used her mouth for his pleasure. "Look at that, boys," Don chuckled. "I’ve never been able to go this hard with my wife!” Max, leaning against the wall, nodded in agreement, a smug smile on his face. "I've never seen anyone take it like that," he added, his eyes never leaving Amanda's struggling form.
Ted's hips snapped forward, his cock hitting the back of her throat with each thrust. Amanda gagged, her body trying to convulse with each invasion, but Ted held her firmly in place, using her mouth as his personal fuck toy. "That's it, slut. Take it all," he grunted, his voice strained with effort. The room filled with the wet, slapping sounds of his cock in her mouth, a lewd symphony that seemed to echo off the walls. "She's loving it, can't you tell?" Jake commented, a wicked grin on his face. "Look at how she's sucking him off."
With a final, powerful thrust, Ted came, his cock pulsing as he spilled his hot seed down Amanda's throat. She swallowed involuntarily, her body betraying her as it accepted the unwanted intrusion. Ted held her head in place, ensuring that she took every last drop before finally pulling out, his cock glistening with her saliva. Amanda coughed and spluttered, tears streaming down her face as she tried to catch her breath. "Good girl," Ted praised, his voice laced with mockery. "You took that like a champ." The other men clapped and whooped, their laughter filling the room as they celebrated Ted's performance, completely oblivious to the humiliation and pain Amanda was enduring.
Don and Max's Turn - uncles
Don and Max, drinking and laughing, decided to double-team Amanda. They roughly placed her on her back on the bed, her legs spread wide.
Don positioned himself between her legs, his cock thrusting into her pussy with a brutal intensity. Max, meanwhile, pushed his cock into her mouth, his hands gripping her head tightly. Amanda could feel the dual invasion, the sensation of being stretched and filled from both ends. She grunted and thrashed, but the restraints held her firmly in place, her body a plaything for their twisted desires.
Don and Max moved in sync, their hips slamming against hers in a relentless, punishing rhythm. They pounded her harder and harder, their cocks stretching her wide. "I think she likes it!" Don grunted, his voice thick with lust. "You're taking it so well." Max smacked her tits, leaving a sting that mixed with the pleasure-pain coursing through her body. "Her mouth feels like it was made for this!," he mocked, his hips moving at a brutal, unyielding pace. These were her uncles, men she had once respected and admired. She could feel their cocks swelling, could sense the impending release that would leave her filled and violated. With a final, coordinated thrust, they came, their cum spilling into her body, marking her as their property.
Lewis' Turn - grandfather
Lewis, Amanda's grandfather, approached her last. She was still on her back on the bed. He got on the bed on his knees and crawled over to her. His eyes, usually kind and warm, were now cold and calculating. Amanda remembered the countless times she had sat on his lap as a child, the comfort and security she had felt in his presence. But now, as he positioned himself at her mouth, that memory was tainted by the reality of her situation.
His cock, slender yet impressively long, stretched to nearly 10 inches, stood rigid and imposing. He pushed it into her throat, the sensation of being filled and invaded overwhelming her senses. Amanda could see nothing but his crotch, the sight of his body moving above her cementing her powerlessness.
Lewis moved with a slow, steady rhythm, his hips thrusting in a deliberate, almost cruel manner. His cock kept hitting the back of her throat, and he was trying to force it all the way down. Amanda felt a mix of shock and betrayal as she realized that the kind old grandpa she once knew was now roughly fucking her throat. Memories of his gentle demeanor and the love he had shown her flashed through her mind, contrasting sharply with the harsh reality of his cock pushing deeper into her throat. He finally shoved it roughly to the hilt, pressing her nose against his old balls and making her throat bulge. "Take it, whore," he commanded, his voice thick with a mix of lust and cruelty. This final degradation broke Amanda, and she began to cry as her body convulsed with sobs. Lewis, mistaking her tears for a sign of her wanting more, chuckled darkly. "Look at this whore, she's milking my cock," he announced to the room, his voice filled with a perverse sense of pride.
He stopped his thrusts, savoring the sensation of her throat constricting around his cock, the gagging and crying sounds she made as she struggled to breathe. He reached down and squeezed her throat, feeling his cock bulge against her inner walls. "My wife, God rest her soul, could never take all of me," he mused, his voice distant with memory. "But you, you're a natural-born cocksucker." With that, he resumed his relentless thrusting, his old body moving with a surprising vigor as he pursued his pleasure.
Amanda, her throat raw and aching, began to beg internally for release, her mind a whirl of humiliation and pain as she endured the endless assault on her senses. Just as long as it had taken him to fuck her mouth, it took that long for his cum to fill her. She could feel the stream of cum from his cock continuously sliding down her throat as he stayed balls deep inside her mouth.
After what felt like an eternity, Lewis finally stopped cumming. He relaxed, but did not pull out. Instead, he started talking to the family, his voice filled with a mix of satisfaction and pride. "This is one hell of a bachelor party, boys," he said, his cock still throbbing in Amanda's throat. "I want to thank my son for bringing this slut. She's a real treat." The family chuckled.
Amanda as she lay there, her mind reeling from the humiliation. They talked about her as if she weren't there, their words a harsh reminder of her powerlessness. "She's a real wild one, isn't she?" Jake commented, his voice slurred with drink. "I've never seen anyone take it like that." Lewis chuckled, his cock slowly softening in Amanda's throat. "She's a natural, that's for sure ."
Amanda was full of shame and despair as she lay there, her grandpa's cock ever so slowly softening until, with a final sigh, he pulled out, her mouth and throat finally free from the invasion. The room spun as she tried to process the sheer humiliation and degradation she had just endured, now the taste of her grandfather's cum lingering on her tongue.
The Family Cums Together
Dominique asked if they were enjoying her wedding present, and they all nodded, satisfied with smirks and smiles on their faces.
As the night progressed, someone produced a bottle of beer and poured it into Amanda's asshole, the cold liquid sending shivers down her spine. She could feel it sloshing around inside her, mixing with the cum that was already inside her ass. The sensation was both humiliating and degrading.
By the middle of the night, Amanda was a mess of cum and beer, her body aching and sore from the relentless abuse. She lay there, thinking about how she had come multiple times, her body responding to the pleasure-pain of being fucked by her relatives, including her grandfather.
As the night wore on, the group's antics got worse, the men came up with a twisted idea. "Let's see if all of our cocks can fit in at once," Jake suggested, a wicked grin on his face. Amanda screamed internally at the thought, her body tensing with a mix of fear and revulsion. Ben, seeing the look on her face, chuckled. "Have fun, boys. I'm still good from earlier so I'm out, but I'll help."
Lewis chuckled, his cock still semi-hard. "Yeah, she took it like a rockstar, but I need a break. I'll go after"
Jake and Don positioned themselves on the floor, their cocks hard and pressed together. Ben helped by lowering Amanda's pussy onto the two cocks. It was a tight fit, and Amanda felt a stretching, burning sensation as the heads of their cocks pushed past her entrance. Ben looked to Dominique for approval, and she gave a thumbs up. "She's taken way bigger in her pussy, it's fine," Dominique said with a wicked smile. Ben shrugged and dropped Amanda's pussy onto the two cocks.
Amanda's breath stopped as her pussy suddenly stretched to take two cocks. Her mind went blank with a mix of pain and pleasure. She hadn't known her pussy could be this full. The pressure and stretching made her eyes roll back into her head. The sensation was overwhelming, a chaotic mix of pain, pleasure, and sheer, utter humiliation. She could feel every inch of them, the way they filled her completely, stretching her to her limits.
Meanwhile, Ted started to slick her ass with lube, his fingers probing and stretching her tight hole. Amanda felt a surge of panic as she realized what was coming next. Max, not wanting to be left out, positioned himself at her mouth, his cock already hard and ready. He pushed into her, his hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm as he fucked her mouth. The sensation of being filled from all three holes at once was overwhelming, a raw torrent of pain, pleasure, and sheer, utter humiliation.
The four men started a rhythm, their hips moving in sync as they fucked all of Amanda's holes in tandem. Amanda could feel the dual invasion of her pussy, the stretching and filling of her ass, and the way her mouth was used as a sheath for Max's cock. Her senses were overloaded, the pleasure-pain of being violated by her family members sending her into a state of confused ecstasy. She came, her body convulsing with the intensity of the sensation.
As the men continued their relentless assault, Amanda could do nothing but endure.
As the men neared their climax, Amanda felt a surge of dread and anticipation. She knew what was coming, and the thought of being filled with their cum sent a shiver down her spine. With a final, coordinated thrust, they came, their cocks pulsing and spilling their hot seed deep into her body.
Amanda's pussy clenched and unclenched around the twin invasion, the warmth of their cum coating her insides. The sensation was both humiliating and strangely pleasurable, a mix of emotions that left her dizzy and disoriented. She could feel the weight of their release, the way it filled her completely, stretching her to her limits.
Her ass, already sore and used, spasmed around the cock still buried deep inside her, milking it for every last drop. The feeling of being filled to the brim, of having her most intimate places violated and claimed, sent a wave of shame and humiliation crashing through her mind.
Max, his cock still hard in her mouth, squeezed her head tightly as he came, his hips jerking with each spurt of cum. She could feel the way her mouth enveloped him, her cheeks hollowing out as she milked every last drop from his cock.
As the men pulled out, Amanda felt a gush of their cum leak from her pussy and ass, a warm, sticky mess that coated her thighs and the floor beneath her. She lay there, her mind reeling from the sheer intensity of the experience. The taste of cum, the feel of their hands on her body, the lewd comments and degrading touches.
Ben, with a cruel laugh, taunted her. "Look at you, taking all this cock like the little slut you are. You love it, don't you?" Amanda was furious. She had come multiple times, her body betraying her as it responded to the pleasure-pain of being fucked by her relatives, including her grandfather.
Lewis - Round 2
Lewis, Amanda's grandfather, approached her with a wicked glint in his eye. "Ben, my boy, I need a hand here," he said, his voice gruff with anticipation. Ben nodded, a knowing smirk on his face. Lewis climbed onto the bed, his long, slender cock already hardening again despite his age. He rested his head on the pillow, his eyes never leaving Amanda's bound and violated body. "Bring her to me," he commanded, his voice thick with lust. Don, ever the obedient son, picked Amanda up despite her exhaustion and the sore, cum-filled state of her body. Ben held her over Lewis, his hands gripping her hips tightly. "Pussy or ass, Dad?" Ben asked, a silly twinkle in his eye.
Lewis smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners in a way that was both familiar and terrifying. It was the same loving smile Amanda remembered from days past, when her grandfather would dote on her, his eyes filled with warmth and affection. But now, that smile was laced with a cruel, knowing glint.
"Ass," he said, his voice firm. "I've never done anal before, and I want to feel that tight little hole of hers." Ben slowly lowered Amanda's ass onto Lewis's cock, the monster length stretching her wide. Amanda felt every inch of him, the sensation of being filled and invaded overwhelming her senses. Her ass, already slick with lube and cum from earlier, helped ease the way, but the discomfort was intense. Lewis groaned, his eyes rolling back as he felt her tight ass envelop his cock.
"Thank you, son," he said, his voice strained with pleasure. "You can go now. I've got this." Ben chuckled and returned to the others, leaving Amanda alone with her grandfather's cock buried deep in her ass.
Amanda didn't know what to expect. She was still adjusting to the depth and thickness of Lewis's cock and the unexpected pleasure-pain coursing through her body. Lewis started to speak, his voice demanding and authoritative. "I'm old, girlie. I'm tired. But I'm going to cum in your ass, and you're going to make it happen," he said, his hips moving slightly, stirring his cock inside her. "You're going to ride me, and you're going to make me cum."
Up until this point, Amanda had been a passive victim, her body used and abused by her family. The thought of actively participating in her own degradation filled her with a mix of horror and revulsion. But Lewis's hands found her clit and nipples, his fingers rough and insistent. He rubbed and pinched, sending shocks of pleasure through her body despite her mind's protests.
Dominique, hearing the commotion, walked over with a sinister smile. "Need some help, Dad?" she purred, her eyes glinting with malice. "Thank you, honey," Lewis replied, his voice filled with gratitude and lust. Dominique leaned in close to Amanda, her breath hot against her ear. "You better make him cum, or I'll make the rest of your night even worse," she whispered, her voice a low, threatening purr. Then, to Amanda's horror, Dominique started to suck on one of her nipples, her mouth hot and wet, her tongue swirling around the sensitive bud.
Amanda was conflicted, her body betraying her as it responded to the dual stimulation of her clit and nipples. She lifted her body up slightly, then lowered it back down, impaling herself on Lewis's cock. The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pain, pleasure, and sheer humiliation. She started to move, her hips lifting and falling in a slow, hesitant rhythm. Lewis groaned, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he guided her movements. "That's it, slut. Ride my cock," he grunted, his voice strained with effort.
Amanda's conflict and horror slowly gave way to a primal, animalistic need. She started to ride him harder, her body slamming down onto his cock with increasing intensity. The room filled with the wet, slapping sounds of their bodies meeting, the lewd symphony of her ass taking his cock. Lewis's breaths came in short, sharp gasps, his body tensing as he neared his climax. "I'm close. Make me cum," he commanded, his voice a low, guttural growl.
Dominique, sensing the impending release, grabbed Amanda by the throat, her fingers digging into the soft flesh. She leaned in close, her lips brushing against Amanda's ear as she whispered, "Good girl." With a final, powerful thrust, Lewis came, his cock pulsing and spilling his hot seed deep into Amanda's ass.
The sensation of being filled with his cum, the way it coated her insides, sent Amanda over the edge. Her body rocked with the force of her orgasm, her ass clenching and unclenching around Lewis's cock, milking it for every last drop. She came hard, her body convulsing with the intensity of the release, her mind a whirl of conflicting emotions. As the tremors of her orgasm subsided,
Lewis looked up at Amanda, a satisfied smile on his face. "You did good, girl," he said, his voice filled with a mix of pride and lust. "Maybe Dominique can send you over to my house every now and then. If this is what you can do, I wouldn't mind seeing you around." Dominique laughed, a low, throaty Lewis, Amanda's grandfather, approached her with a wicked glint in his eye. "Ben, my boy. You helped with this earlier, I need a hand here," he said, his voice gruff with anticipation. Ben nodded, a knowing smirk on his face. Lewis climbed onto the bed, his long, slender cock already hardening again despite his age. He rested his head on the pillow, his eyes never leaving Amanda's bound and violated body. "Bring her to me," he commanded, his voice thick with lust. Don, ever the obedient son, picked Amanda up despite her exhaustion and the sore, cum-filled state of her body. Ben held her over Lewis, his hands gripping her hips tightly. "Pussy or ass, Dad?" Ben asked, a silly twinkle in his eye.
Lewis smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners in a way that was both familiar and terrifying. It was the same loving smile Amanda remembered from days past, when her grandfather would dote on her, his eyes filled with warmth and affection. But now, that smile was laced with a cruel, knowing glint.
"Ass," he said, his voice firm. "I've never done anal before, and I want to feel that tight little hole of hers." Ben slowly lowered Amanda's ass onto Lewis's cock, the monster length stretching her wide. Amanda felt every inch of him, the sensation of being filled and invaded overwhelming her senses. Her ass, already slick with lube and cum from earlier, helped ease the way, but the discomfort was intense. Lewis groaned, his eyes rolling back as he felt her tight ass envelop his cock.
"Thank you, son," he said, his voice strained with pleasure. "You can go now. I've got this." Ben chuckled and returned to the others, leaving Amanda alone with her grandfather's cock buried deep in her ass.
Amanda didn't know what to expect. She was still adjusting to the depth and thickness of Lewis's cock and the unexpected pleasure-pain coursing through her body. Lewis started to speak, his voice demanding and authoritative. "I'm old, girlie. I'm tired. But I'm going to cum in your ass, and you're going to make it happen," he said, his hips moving slightly, stirring his cock inside her. "You're going to ride me, and you're going to make me cum."
Up until this point, Amanda had been a passive victim, her body used and abused by her family. The thought of actively participating in her own degradation filled her with a mix of horror and revulsion. But Lewis's hands found her clit and nipples, his fingers rough and insistent. He rubbed and pinched, sending shocks of pleasure through her body despite her mind's protests.
Dominique, hearing the commotion, walked over with a sinister smile. "Need some help, Dad?" she purred, her eyes glinting with malice. "Thank you, honey," Lewis replied, his voice filled with gratitude and lust. Dominique leaned in close to Amanda, her breath hot against her ear. "You better make him cum, or I'll make the rest of your night even worse," she whispered, her voice a low, threatening purr. Then, to Amanda's horror, Dominique started to suck on one of her nipples, her mouth hot and wet, her tongue swirling around the sensitive bud.
Amanda was conflicted, her body betraying her as it responded to the dual stimulation of her clit and nipples. She lifted her body up slightly, then lowered it back down, impaling herself on Lewis's cock. The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pain, pleasure, and sheer humiliation. She started to move, her hips lifting and falling in a slow, hesitant rhythm. Lewis groaned, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he guided her movements. "That's it, slut. Ride my cock," he grunted, his voice strained with effort.
Amanda's conflict and horror slowly gave way to a primal, animalistic need. She started to ride him harder, her body slamming down onto his cock with increasing intensity. The room filled with the wet, slapping sounds of their bodies meeting, the lewd symphony of her ass taking his cock. Lewis's breaths came in short, sharp gasps, his body tensing as he neared his climax. "I'm close. Make me cum," he commanded, his voice a low, guttural growl.
Dominique, sensing the impending release, grabbed Amanda by the throat, her fingers digging into the soft flesh. She leaned in close, her lips brushing against Amanda's ear as she whispered, "Good girl." With a final, powerful thrust, Lewis came, his cock pulsing and spilling his hot seed deep into Amanda's ass.
The sensation of being filled with his cum, the way it coated her insides, sent Amanda over the edge. Her body rocked with the force of her orgasm, her ass clenching and unclenching around Lewis's cock, milking it for every last drop. She came hard, her body convulsing with the intensity of the release, her mind a whirl of conflicting emotions. As the tremors of her orgasm subsided,
Lewis looked up at Amanda, a satisfied smile on his face. "You did good, girl," he said, his voice filled with a mix of pride and lust. "Maybe Dominique can send you over to my house every now and then. If this is what you can do, I wouldn't mind seeing you around." Dominique laughed, a low, throaty sound. "But of course, Dad. She'd love to milk your cock more often," she said, her eyes never leaving Amanda's face.
Amanda, despite the tremors of her orgasm still rippling through her body, internally filled with revulsion and bliss.
The feeling of Lewis's cock, still hard and deep inside her ass, was a disgustingly pleasurable sensation. Still shaking from her orgasm, she felt a mix of humiliation and betrayal. Her ass was full of her grandfather's cum, a warm, sticky feeling that made her feel sick. Even though she was disgusted, her ass kept spasming around his hard cock, giving her pleasure she didn't want, and milking his cock of its cum. Each throb of his cock reminded her of the horrible night.
Father Cums Again
Ben, seeing the look of satisfaction on his father's face, chuckled and approached the bed. "Time to switch places, old man," he said, his voice thick with lust. He reached down and gripped Amanda's hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he slowly lifted her off Lewis's cock. Amanda felt a rush of sensation as her ass stretched around the length of her grandfather's cock, the feeling of his cum leaking out of her making her wince. She was acutely aware of the sticky residue coating her thighs. Lewis laughed and went back to the boys to have some drinks.
Ben, his cock already hard and ready, laid down on the bed in front of Amanda. His eyes roamed over her bound and violated body, taking in the sight of her swollen pussy and the cum leaking from her ass. "You ready for more, slut?" he asked, his voice laced with dominance. "I'm ready for you again. Use that pretty little mouth of yours and bring me off."
Amanda, her mind a whirl of conflicting emotions, hesitated for a moment. But as she looked into her father's eyes, she saw the same primal hunger that had driven him to violate her earlier. She leaned down, her mouth trapped open by the ring gag, and began to flick her tongue over the head of his cock. The sensation of his hard, throbbing flesh against her tongue sent a jolt of pleasure through her body, despite her mind's protests.
Ben groaned deeply, his hips lifting off the bed as Amanda took more of his cock into her mouth. She could feel every inch of him as she began to bob her head, her movements slow and deliberate at first, but quickly gaining speed as she felt him swell in her mouth. The sounds of her sucking and slurping filled the room, a lewd symphony that seemed to echo off the walls.
Dominique, watching the scene with a wicked grin, approached the bed and began to play with Amanda's pussy. Her fingers, slick with the mixture of cum and her own arousal, teased and probed, sending shocks of pleasure through Amanda's body. Amanda's hips lifted involuntarily, her body shaking as it responded to the dual stimulation of her mouth and pussy. Dominique's fingers found her clit, rubbing and teasing with a skill that sent shivers down Amanda's spine. Amanda had never had anyone suck on her clit before, and as Dominique leaned in and took the sensitive nub into her mouth, she felt a surge of pleasure that was almost too much to bear.
The sensation of Dominique's hot, wet mouth on her clit, combined with the feeling of her father's cock in her throat, sent Amanda over the edge. Her body convulsed with the force of her orgasm, her pussy clenching and unclenching around Dominique's fingers. She came hard, her body shuddering with the intensity of the release, her mind a whirl of conflicting emotions. As the tremors of her orgasm subsided, she redoubled her efforts on her father's cock, her head bobbing up and down with a frenzied intensity.
Ben, his body tensing with each thrust of his hips, reached down and gripped Amanda's head, his fingers tangling in her hair. "Fuck, your mouth feels amazing," he groaned, his voice strained with effort. "You're such a good little cocksucker." Amanda felt his cock swell in her mouth, and she knew he was close. With a final, powerful thrust, he came, his hot cum spilling down her throat. Amanda swallowed greedily, her body shaking as it accepted him. She made sure to suck him deep, her cheeks caving in as she eagerly devoured him, ensuring not a single drop of his cum was wasted.
As Ben's orgasm subsided, he fell back onto the bed, his body slick with sweat and his chest heaving with exertion. Amanda, her mouth still full of her father's cock, swallowed every last drop of his cum, her throat constricting as she took it all in. The taste of him, bitter and salty, coated her tongue, a constant reminder of the depravity she had just endured. But as she continued to lick and clean his cock with her tongue, she felt a perverse sense of satisfaction, a twisted pride in pleasing him despite the circumstances. Dominique, her face flushed with her own arousal, leaned in close to Amanda, and gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek. Amanda knew this night was changing her forever, in a way she couldn't take back.
The Rest of the Night
The men, drunk and exhausted from their relentless assault on Amanda's body, took a break from actively fucking her. But they never left her alone, their casual conversation and idle hands ensuring that she remained a plaything for their twisted desires. Jake, slurring his words, walked over to where Amanda lay, her body marked and exhausted. He ran his hands over her breasts, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh. "You know, you're a real treat," he said, his voice thick with alcohol. "I've never had a girl this submissive."
Amanda said nothing. She felt his fingers pinch her nipples, the sharp pain sending a jolt through her body.
Meanwhile, Ted sat on the bed next to her, his hand casually rubbing her pussy. He slipped a finger inside, then another, stretching her already sore and used cunt. "So tight," he muttered, his eyes glazed with drink. "I could get used to this." Don and Max, leaning against the wall, watched the scene with smirks on their faces. "You guys are lucky," Don said, taking a swig from his beer. "I got to double-team her, but I didn't get to enjoy her mouth." Max chuckled, his hand resting on Amanda's ass, his fingers probing her hole. "Maybe next time, bro. Maybe next time."
The room was filled with the sound of music, a low, throbbing beat that seemed to pulse in time with Amanda's racing heart. Lewis, now dressed, sat in a chair, his eyes never leaving Amanda's body. "You know, boys," he said, his voice slurred with drink, "I think I'm going to enjoy having this one around more often." Dominique, standing nearby, smiled. "I'm sure you will, Dad. I'm sure you will." As the night dragged on, the men took turns using Amanda's body, their hands and fingers exploring every inch of her. They played with her nipples, pinching and twisting until she gasped in pain. They rubbed her clit, sending shocks of pleasure through her body despite her mind's protests. They stuck their cocks in her mouth, making her gently suck, her tongue working overtime to please them. But the men were too drunk, too wasted to go again.
Their cocks, once hard and insistent, now lay soft and limp against their thighs. Amanda was left to endure their casual touches and degrading comments. She was an object, a plaything for their amusement, her own desires and feelings utterly irrelevant. As the first light of dawn began to filter through the window, the men finally passed out, their snores filling the room. Amanda lay there, her mind full of gnawing questions of what happens next. The taste of cum, the feel of their hands on her body, the lewd comments and degrading touches—they all served as a cruel reminder of her torturous night.
Epilogue
As the room fell silent, save for the soft snores of the exhausted men, Dominique approached Amanda with that same evil smirk playing on her lips. She leaned down, her breath hot against Amanda's ear, and whispered, "Did you enjoy being a good little slut for all those cocks, Amanda? I bet you came so many times, didn't you?"
Amanda's body tensed, she could feel the sticky residue of cum and sweat coating her skin. The weight of her family's depravity pressed down on her, crushing her spirit and leaving her feeling utterly broken.
Dominique's smile widened, her eyes glinting with cruelty. "You should be grateful, you know. Not every girl gets to be fucked by her own family like that. It's quite the honor.” Dominique leans in close and whispers to her, “I bet you loved it.”
Amanda's thoughts swirled with confusion and despair. How could this be happening? How could her own father and family members do this to her? The realization that she was now at Dominique's mercy sent a shiver down her spine.
Dominique, went and got something from the closet, "Time to go, slut," she purred, her voice laced with malice. Dominique pulled out a large travel suitcase on rollers, its black surface gleaming under the harsh hotel lights. With a grunt, she hefted Amanda's limp body, still worn out from the night's ordeals, and began to force her into the suitcase. Amanda struggled, her body protesting the cramped and uncomfortable position, but Dominique was relentless. "You should have seen yourself when you were out cold," Dominique muttered, her breath hot against Amanda's ear. "So much easier to handle. Now, relax and stay still."
Amanda felt the world shift as Dominique zipped the suitcase shut, the sound echoing in the small space. She was enveloped in darkness, the only sensations the rough fabric against her skin and the faint scents of her own humiliation. The suitcase moved, rolling over the carpet as Dominique wheeled it out of the room and into the hallway. Amanda listened as the sounds of the hotel filtered through the thin walls of her makeshift prison—the distant hum of conversation, the occasional clink of glassware, and the ever-present undertone of laughter and merriment.
The elevator dinged, and Amanda felt the suitcase lurch as it was loaded inside. Dominique struck up a conversation with a stranger, her voice cheerful and innocent. "Beautiful morning, isn't it? I'm just heading down for a bit of breakfast. The free buffet is to die for." The stranger responded, their voice a muffled rumble that Amanda couldn't quite make out. She felt a surge of panic as the elevator descended, the weight of her situation pressing down on her like a physical force.
As the elevator doors opened, Amanda felt the suitcase roll across the lobby floor, the smooth tiles cold even through the fabric. She could hear the distant murmur of voices, the clatter of cutlery, and the occasional burst of laughter. Dominique's voice cut through the noise as she chatted with the hotel staff, her tone light and carefree. "Yes, I'll be having the full spread. And could you make sure there's plenty of coffee? It's going to be a long day."
Amanda was wheeled to a table, and she felt the suitcase come to a rest. The sounds of people eating and talking filled her ears, a cruel reminder of her own helplessness. She could feel the sticky residue of cum and beer coating her skin, a constant, sickening reminder of the night's events. Her body ached from the night's proceedings.
Dominique settled in for her breakfast, the clink of her cutlery and the occasional sip of coffee a stark contrast to Amanda's cramped and uncomfortable position. Amanda listened as the other diners chatted, their voices a blur of mundane conversation and idle gossip.
After what felt like an eternity, Dominique finally finished her meal. Amanda felt the suitcase lurch as it was lifted and wheeled out of the dining area and through the lobby. The cool morning air hit her, a brief respite from the stifling confines of the suitcase. She heard the beep of a car unlocking and the thud as the suitcase was loaded into the back of a hatchback. The engine started, and Amanda felt the car pull out of the parking lot, the world outside a distant, unknowable place.
Dominique drove for a while, the hum of the engine and the occasional turn of the wheels the only sounds to break the silence. Finally, the car came to a stop, and Amanda heard the crunch of gravel under tires. The back of the hatchback opened, and Dominique unzipped the suitcase, revealing Amanda's bound and violated form. "Well, well, look who's awake," Dominique said, her voice laced with a mix of amusement and cruelty.
"Now, we need to have a talk, slut," she said, her voice cold and calculating. "I recorded everything. Every moan, every scream, every humiliating moment. I can ruin your life with just the press of a button."
Amanda's eyes widened in horror. The thought of her family's betrayal being exposed to the world filled her with dread. She was trapped.
Dominique's evil smile spread across her face, her teeth glinting in the dim light. "So, we have a couple of options. Either we agree to be friends, and you do as I say, or I sell you overseas as you are now to the cheapest bidder. What do you think, Amanda? Do you want to be my obedient little slut, or do you want to be passed around like a common whore?"
Amanda's mind raced, her fears consuming her. The thought of being sold into slavery, of being used and abused by strangers, was almost too much to bear. But the alternative—being forever at Dominique's mercy, forced to do her bidding—was equally terrifying.
The raw emotion of despair, and the deep, gnawing knowledge that this was just the beginning of another endless cycle of pain, humiliation, and degradation, filled her mind. But she was becoming a prisoner to her stepmom's will, a slave in this twisted game of hers.
As Dominique began to kiss and nibble on Amanda's neck, her lips soft and insistent, Amanda felt a surge of conflicting emotions. She hated Dominique with every fiber of her being, and yet, despite her exhaustion, she was still turned on. Dominique's fingers found her abused pussy and clit, rubbing and teasing with a skill that sent shivers down Amanda's spine. Amanda's body betrayed her, responding to the touch despite her mind's protests.
She wondered what this meant for her life going forward, a life now forever entwined with Dominique's vengeance and the endless cycle of humiliation and degradation that awaited her.