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to me as my sex-slave to keep me from using your daughters instead?’ he asked her.
    “I will do whatever you want if you leave my girls alone!” she cried.
    “We shall see,” he said, as he began to release Monica.
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    Maria was a mass of confusion after Sam dropped the hood back over her head. She felt her wrists released and locked behind her back again, making no motion to resist, as her mind was a mass of uncertainty. When her ankles were released she drew her legs together, just before she was tugged by the arm and led away from where she was just bound.
    The hooded man took her to a small room and guided her to sit on a hard wooden chair. She felt a strange bulbous object protruding from the seat that nestled against her sex. Her arms were pinned between her back and the back of the chair and she felt straps wrapped around her torso above and below her naked breasts. Once the straps were tightened she was securely fixed to the chair, but it became worse as her ankles were pulled apart and lashed to the front legs.
    The hood was removed and she saw she was sitting in front of a large television screen, the screen black and shiny. The room was small and apparently contained just her in the chair and the television mounted on the wall facing her. The hooded man strapped a harness around her head, which forced a gag between her lips, eliminating her ability to question what was happening to her. He tightened the straps that encased her head. He did something above her and she felt her head pulled up as he locked a chain from the ceiling to the top of the harness. This forced her to stare forward at the blank screen.
    Then the man knelt in front of the chair-bound beauty and removed his mask. Maria saw a Hispanic man she did not recognize smiling at her and gagged as she was, could not say a thing, though a million questions ran through her rattled mind. This whole ordeal had left her in a state of shock, her flesh still burning from her recent taste of the lash and her pussy still moist from Sam’s nimble fingers.
    “You are here because your mother is a whore girl, but I don’t expect you to believe me. So I will leave you alone to watch and learn what kind of slut bore you,” he said, and then he stood up and left her alone.
    Maria strained against the straps holding her, but quickly learned she was here to stay. It seemed like a long time passed to the girl, as she sat there in the room, a single light above illuminating the dingy space. Then the light went out and she was dropped into complete darkness, a fear spreading across her and crawling across her bare flesh. Then, just as suddenly, the screen lit up and a buzzing started between her legs. The feeling was unmistakable, a vibrator was humming on the seat, and more powerful than the one she kept hidden in her bedroom.
    But the feeling of pleasure between her legs was masked by what her eyes saw, Mom! She saw her mother standing in front of a seated Sam, slowly undressing for him. In fact, she was doing a sensual striptease, a sight the young girl could never have imagined her mother doing. Then, after Monica was naked, she sank to her knees and crawled between Sam’s legs, reaching up and removing his cock from his pants.
    The bitch! She thought, as she watched her mother start to suck Sam’s cock, looking like she was in heaven. What was going on she wondered, even as the buzz between her legs was starting to have its desired effect on her. She watched, half in fascination and half in a stupor of arousal that was building in her own sex. Maria was confused, enraged, appalled, and aroused all at the same time, and she thrashed in her bonds wanting to make it stop.
     

 

     
     
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    Chapter 3: Megan Begins Her Journey
     
     
    In a cell just like Monica had woken up in, Megan slowly came out of her drug-induced sleep. She reached up and rubbed her eyes before realizing something was wrong. Just like her mother she was soon