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The following story contains adult material.  If below the age of 18, go
outside, get some fresh air and do something healthy (g).

If you ARE 18, then  you should know the following story is about a young woman
who is forced into non-consensual sex, public humiliation, and b&d, in both m/f
and f/f situations. Both the characters and occurences in this series are
completely fictitious.

NOTE:  Parker characters used with the permission of the author.


                        The Stewardess And Her Daughter:
                             A Bangkok Slaver Story

                                  By Marlissa
                             an225040@anon.penet.fi
                                    PART 3/4

Tam clapped her hands.  "The crowd is pleased with your slutty little act
tonight girls -- that means a special treat.  We'll give you something you
can't give each other -- something that each of you hot sluts wants very, very
badly. Know what that is...Annie?"

The thirty-six year old blonde replied hoarsely in dull heat.  "A c-c-cock,
Mistress Tam?"  Her eyes were still resting on her daughter's with a weird,
twisted concentration.

Tam nodded and tapped the twin metal prongs awaiting each girl between their
legs.  "Yes, bitch.  And these cocks are for you two.  On my count of three, I
want to see you two beauties fuck yourselves silly on these cocks.  And since
your titties are still locked together, you'll have to be a team or you'll get
hurt. Show us what good little playmates you've become since you came to
Candyland -- show us how well you play together, Annie and Sarah! One -- Two
--" the girls braced themselves as Mistress Tam swung back her crop.
"THREE!!!!"

Simultaneously the pair spread their legs, bent their knees and lowered their
crotches onto the cold, glistening metal rods. They fought back tears as
Mistress Tam continued to crop them until, in an eternity of seconds later,
they had allowed the metal rod to penetrate their tight, bare orifices.  Sarah
rolled her eyes in agony as she accepted the unyielding pole deep within her
teen pussy.  Annie took the penetration with only slightly less discomfort.

Tam produced a pair of police handcuffs and soon had the pair's hands bound
tightly behind their backs.  "To make it more...challenging for you girls," the
Thai whoretrainer explained.  Annie groaned, then bit her lip.

"Now, because your fans have decided to let you have this treat THEY will be
the ones who decide how fast you can fuck yourselves."  Tam addressed the
audience.  "When you want to let the girls start fucking, yell as loud as you
can -- all together -- 'Fuck little lezzies!'  When you stop saying it they
have to stop too.  Understand?"

"Fuckin' A!" yelled back an American.  Assents rumbled up from the small tables
and booths.  I noticed the Thai bargirls giggling and nodding too.  For once,
they weren't the subject of the humiliation -- it was the stuck up white sluts
on stage.

Tam gestured for silence.  Then, raising her riding crop, she waved it over the
rowdy men and bargirls.  They responded with gusto.

"FUCK LITTLE LEZZIES!  FUCK LITTLE LEZZIES! FUCK LITTLE LEZZIES!"

The pair was slow in complying and Tam brought the crop down on each of their
asses, then the back of their thighs in quick succession.  "Faster sluts!"
Annie humped down too quickly in involuntarily pain and Sara yelped as her
small tit-lets were yanked down in with an aching jerk.  Together they began
squat-fucking the cold, unlubricated metal poles with as much simultaneity as
they could manage.

"FUCK LITTLE LEZZIES!  FUCK LITTLE LEZZIES! FUCK LITTLE LEZZIES!"

I watched as Annie's head began rolliing crazily about like a doll's, the long
blonde hair whipping about in her daughter's face.  Her eyes were closed now
and she was smacking her lips in the throes of building lust.  Sarah's small
elfin face was contorted in hurt, having more difficulty accomodating the metal
invader.  But she too was trying her best to work herself up in a hot state for
the customers.

"FUCK LITTLE LEZZIES!  FUCK LITTLE LEZZIES! FUCK LITTLE LEZZIES!"

Tam waved the crop over the audience like a sadistic conductor in some
orchestra from Hell, spurring them on. Chani stirred curiously under the table
and I locked my thighs around her neck.  She went back to lapping at my dick
with a whining yelp.

Mother and daughter had finally achieved a rythm and their breasts bobbed up
and down in unison as they squat-fucked themselves on the metal cocks.  Annie's
legs were growing slick with love juice, which began to trickle down the pole.
She began to lick her daughter's lips in wanton surrender to the inevitable.

"FUCK LITTLE LEZZIES!  FUCK LITTLE LEZZIES! FUCK LITTLE LEZZIES!"

The teen reciprocated, offering her mouth to her mother.  Her own pretty little
puss was wet now too, more easily sliding up and down the now-slick metal pole.
Both Bodwell ladies were dripping now with sweat and burning with incestuous
desire. Purring and gossamer sighs emitted from both of the females' hungry
lips.

Tam looked at the clock off-stage and nodded.  She now waved her crop flat.
"Stop!"

The two girls halted their humping immediately.  Unwillingly, they separated
their still-yearning lips.  Then they shyly looked away from one another, aware
again of their humiliating situation, as Tam unlocked the breast rings that
held them in tandem.  The Thai mistress quickly replaced tehm with the smaller
original rings and they remained shakily on their knees.

"Good girls!  What a nice playtime for you!  But look," she pointed at the wet
poles, "you've made a mess, ladies!  If you want to have more pleasure, you
must clean up after each other -- just like loving girlfriends do.  Now."

Annie bent her lips down to the pole that her pretty daughter had mounted.
Quivering, she began to tongue the shaft. Tam snapped her crop and Sarah, her
nose wrinkling a little, followed suit, tasting her mother's juices on the
pole.  Soon the two were lapping dutifully like a couple of puppies in
training. Tam patted them on their blonde heads as they lapped up the last of
the sloppy feminine goo.

"Now, what would be better than the real thing, huh girlies? What you say boys
and girls?" she saucily demanded from the Candyland customers.  We hotly
agreed.  There wasn't anyone who wanted the act to end.

"Annie, on the table.  Time to show everyone what you like to do most -- get
eaten out by little slut daughter!"

Annie choked and rose shakily.  She rolled onto the teacher's desk and spread
her legs.  Her pink woman puss was still glistening from the squat fuck and her
body shaking.  Though whether from humiliation, shame or sheer sex craving, no
one could say.  Including Annie herself.

Sarah had begun crying at Tam's reference to her as a slut, but submissivley,
the teenager obeyed her Thai mistress and climbed on top of her mother.  She
delicately placed her own slippery slit against her mother's mouth and took the
same position at the opposite end of the table.

Tam addressed the customers again.  "To make them lick, just repeat after me:
'Lick little Lezzies!'  As loud as you can!"

Which of course we did.  "LICK LITTLE LEZZIES! LICK LITTLE LEZZIES! LICK LITTLE
LEZZIES!"

Mother and daughter bucked against each other.  Soon stray blonde tresses were
stuck to their pretty English faces by all the juices smeared on them.  Still
they licked, as we the audience commanded.  Annie must have been secretly
relieved that her daughter was on top, as Tam cropped the poor fifteen year
old's cupcake asscheeks for the chuckles of the crowd. Miserable young Sarah
sobbed as her small pink tongue lapped at the burning red sex lips before her
and searched out her mommy's clit.  Annie leered, whorishly happy at her
daughter's servicing and no longer able to hide it, as she too licked at her
daughter's trim pink cunt.

I shuddered as I realized the brilliance of what Tam, the sexual impressario
had achieved with these two.  Six months ago, she had taken delivery of prim
and proper Roxanne Bodwell, a fastidious thirty-six year old stewardess, and
Sarah Bodwell, her pretty precocious fifteen year old daughter.  Using
merciless discipline, she had trained this mother and daughter into Bangkok's
hottest pair of lesbian lovers.  And, judging by the performance, broke them
into accepting their new passion. As Tam closed the stage, I kicked Chani down
and rose, offering her a standing ovation.  Other hardcores joined me, and soon
we were all clapping.  She winked gratefully as the curtains closed.

