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update oct 27 - 2011

Another story by Surtea | stories

Mm/ff, humil, bdsm, exhib, incest

Extended Play
By Surtea - 2011

surtea@live.co.uk

Back in the 1960s and 70s a French artist by the name of Joseph Farrel created a sizeable number of BDSM drawings. He felt that the drawings were works in themselves and that people should make up their own stories to go with them. Later the drawings were published with short vignettes by Robert Merodack and others. Joseph Farrel is sadly now dead and much of his work is out of print.

For my own amusement I have written my own short stories to accompany some of the drawings. Here is one of them. Let me know what you think.

This one is for Jennifer, may it make her big tits hot and her nips all stiff and sore!

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After her nasty and unpleasant divorce Alice had been left destitute and had gone, with her daughter Sarah, to live with her sister Beatrice and her rich husband, Charles. She had little choice but to accept her younger sister’s terms which were that she should act as a maid to the household and wear a thoroughly demeaning outfit. She had to explain to her daughter that she chose to wear this as she found it so practical for house cleaning.

In the weeks that followed Alice fell little by little fallen into the sexual thrall of Charles, with Beatrice’s active encouragement. Bea saw this as fitting revenge for the torments she had suffered as a child from her older sibling. All those childhood humiliations were washed away as she watched her big sister trying to swallow her husband’s large dick. Besides the wife had never shared her husband’s predilection for frequent anal sex and was so quite happy to watch him ploughing up and down her sister’s backside rather than her own. That Alice was not particularly fond of it either mattered not one jot.

As they treated little Sarah as a beloved niece, Alice accepted the rough sexual abuse as an acceptable if terrible price for a roof over her daughter’s head and her place at a school in a good district. She hated the stupid maid’s outfit and loathed having sex in front of her sister. Bea had made it very clear to Charles that he was only to play with ‘the maid’ in front of her.

When Charles felt he had his unfortunate sister-in-law sufficiently broken to his will, he brought home a specialised vacuum pump and began intensive suction treatment on Alice’s nipples and clitoris. He left the machine in the lounge and twice a day, just after Sarah left for school and right before she came home, the mother would have to walk down to the machine and submit. The specialised glass suction cups for her teats and clit would be oiled to form a perfect air-tight seal. The half-hour of suction caused such pain that her hands would have to be bound behind her back to stop her interfering. Each session would end with Charles fucking her arsehole hard and fast with his, by then, rock-hard prick. Having her anus stretched twice a day in this fashion soon made it perfectly adaptable and opened to all kinds of sisterly abuse.

Beatrice and Charles soon discovered that the intense pain of the suction made their plaything completely submissive to their will. Alice was utterly aroused by the intimate stretching and yet incapable of orgasm because of the intensity of the agony in her deformed extremities. But when the suction was eventually finished and the glass cups removed the delicate little nubs of female flesh would be so sensitive that just lightly blowing on them would drive the woman to orgasm after orgasm. Soon Beatrice loved to sit on her sister’s face and to rub baby oil into the tenderised nipples and clit while being sucked and licked to her own climax. She just loved the feeling of smearing her pussy all over her sister’s face even as they were both coming.

Of course Alice’s abused flesh did not stay little for very long. Her nipples became longer and longer until they resembled little fingers pointing out of her breasts at her tormentors. Beatrice enjoyed buying a much more revealing maid’s outfit and having Alice modify her uniform so that the top had neat holes cut out of it to allow the teats to stick through. Alice had to clean around the house with her long nipples waving in the air like little conductor’s batons. Bea no longer referred to them as nipples but ’udders’.

The almost inevitable disaster happened when Sarah came home early from school one day and walked in through a door left carelessly open. She gasped and then screamed as she saw her mother hooked up to the strange machine that everyone had always refused to explain to her, being enthusiastically buggered by her uncle while her aunt sat there on the sofa watching and calmly sipping a cup of tea.

Charles had been worried and nervous, but Beatrice just took her little niece by the hand and sat her down. Then she used her nimble fingers and a little baby oil to demonstrate how many orgasms could be derived from her sister’s unwilling body in its hypersensitive state.

“Let’s face it Sarah, your mother’s a slut and a whore!” Aunt Bea had told her niece.

From that day poor little Sarah was drawn into the games. Every Saturday and Sunday morning she would be hooked up to the machine too. As her nipples were still too tiny to be properly aspirated, Charles got a set of bigger cups to suck up the entirety of her developing breasts. Fortunately the same clitoris fitting could be used as for the mother, even though at this stage the daughter’s little bud was still much smaller than her mother’s two-inch long monstrosity.

The girl’s reaction was exactly the same as her mum’s. Half an hour of intense agony on the machine and she was exquisitely sensitive and completely docile. Mind-bending climax after climax soon bent the schoolgirl into looking forward to the game. Either weekend morning would start with Sarah on the machine. When she was done she would be sobbing from the pain and begging for her first come.

Sarah would have to watch as the machine was reconfigured for her mother and the second session was begun. Then her aunt would sit on her face and the girl would suck and lick eagerly and exactly as directed, knowing that her first orgasm would not be delivered until she had given Beatrice her opening come of the session.

Sometime later the little girl would look over to see her uncle fucking her sobbing mother’s arsehole just the way he had that first day that she had walked in unexpectedly. Did she miss her innocence? Yes, of course, in an abstract sense. Would she give up the orgasms in order to go back to the way it was and spare herself the abuse? Not in a million years! She was addicted to her sexual needs. She knew each session now finished with her, in a 69 with her own mother, sucking each other’s stretched clits from one delirious come to the next. So degrading and so exciting!

Sarah had started to beg for weekday sessions just like her mother’s. And her aunt and uncle had started rewarding ‘A’s in her homework with impromptu sessions in the evening before bedtime. Her schoolwork was improving every week. Her teachers were very impressed with her progress.

This particular Sunday morning Sarah had just finished her vacuuming session and her mother was about to be hooked up to the machine having just taken off her tiny maid’s skirt and top. Beatrice was roughly pulling and tugging on Alice’s nipples to get them ready for the cups.

“Come along big Sis! Let’s get you on to the sucker. Charles is getting longer titty cups for next week now that you are reaching the end on these.”

The poor woman couldn’t bear to think of the pain to come or to look at her daughter’s abused body and panting face. She turned and buried herself sobbing in her brother-in-law’s shoulder.

“Please, Charles, no more. I don’t think I can take it anymore... It hurts so much.”

“Pinch her, the big tart!” Charles instructed his wife merrily, ignoring his sobbing victim. “Tug those udders as hard as you can; it'll get her ready. Look at how the suction has lengthened them; I can’t wait for the new cups! They're like little pricks already, imagine what they’ll look like in a few more months! Go on, pull! Make her scream, darling! You know how much louder it will be in a few minutes...”

“Yes, and I know it's the dirty slut’s hot arse that turns you on. You're lucky that she pleases me too. Watch, I'm pinching her, the slag, I'm making her cry... oh... That's so sexy... Afterwards she'll suck me nicely. We've really got a perfect set-up.”

“Come over here, Sarah, come suck and chew your mother's nipples a bit before we hook her up. Get them nice and wet...”

“Don't brutalise your niece, Charles. You know she always gives in. She has never refused us anything.”

“That's true, but I love her little titties,” replied the uncle. “See how they stick out right now! After a while they'll droop, all flabby on her belly... Like her mum's! And have you seen her clitoris today? It's amazing how much the suction has transformed it already! I wonder if it will ever stick out as far as her mother's?”

“And how it makes her come, the little trollop... Darling, I think you should finish today by you stuffing your cock up our little niece’s arsehole while her mummy sucks her clittie from below. That is such a family way to for you to come. And sis, do you remember how I promised you that eventually I would get your daughter to shove her fist up your arsehole? Well, I think today is the day!”

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