The Making of a Whore : Part 2

Katie meanwhile was just staring at herself in the mirror, which also served as a divider between the passenger side and driver's. And the reflection she saw would have shocked any normal, self respecting middle class wife: what she looked at was such a respected middle class wife, but that's where any sense of normality ended since she was on all fours, her shirt was open and her bra-less tits were shaking back and fourth; her skirt was bunched up around her slender waist, revealing all of her ass, which was deceptively framed by frilly white garters attached to a white garter belt and which held up brown stockings; her beautiful face was in a constant state of shock; tears were streaming down her face and her mouth was wide open screaming out were the words "Oh! Oh! Oh!"

Katie could also clearly see the source of her distress, the General; she was able to look at this huge old brute of a man, fully dressed in a British army General's uniform, his 6 ft 3 frame towering over her Petit body and who was violently thrusting in and out of her little bottom, raping her; his face had a look of pure evil determination about it and was covered in sweat, which was now dripping off his face and he was constantly spanking her, punishing her bottom as if being anally raped was not punishment enough.

And whilst Katie may have been experiencing pain that she had never previously thought possible, the General, of course, was experiencing the exact opposite: pleasure that he had never once thought possible. For Katie's ass was, quite simply, the tightest hole he had ever fucked. And he had fucked some holes in his time. It was so tight that, at first, he feared that it would rip the skin of his dick off.

But it soon opened up allowing him to cruelly fuck her. And boy did he fuck her. His look of evil determination was actually one of pure pleasure and, so immersed was he in fucking her, the only thing that mattered to him in the world at that particular moment was her bottom and the pleasure it was giving him. There was nothing else he could focus on. He did not care for, one second, of the pain that he was causing her, his pleasure was all that mattered.

And he spanked, not because of any general desire to spank a naughty wife's bottom, (which he often did), but because he genuinely wanted to punish her. And why did he want to punish her when she was allowing him to anally rape her? Because he knew that, whatever may happen in the future, he would never experience pleasure like he was experiencing at that moment. No woman could ever come close to possessing a bottom as tight as this bitch's.

And even if he fucked Katie's arse again (as no doubt he would), he knew it would never be quite as good as the first time. So he wanted to hurt the bitch, for not only giving him the greatest fuck, but also because he knew that once you reach the summit of the highest mountain, everything else would be a disappointment.

Of course, this kind of treatment would repulse most normal women. But not our Katie for, after a few minutes of pure anal fucking and spanking, something began to change in her. Something she never thought possible. She began to enjoy being buggered. The change in her stemmed from the fact that the big cock in her bottom had ignited in her hidden, perverse feelings that she never knew existed.

And as her ass felt like it was going to be ripped open with each thrust, her pussy started to get wet. This in turn led to a change in response and, in no time, gone were the howls of protest and instead, what started as a slow murmuring of pleasure, turned into groans of approval. "Ooh, ooh, yes! Yes! Fuck my bottom harder. Oh! Oh! That's it, Daddy, rape my bottom. Rape my bottom with your big old cock. Oh, Daddy, you are so strong..."

Katie found herself saying these things without thinking. Indeed, one wondered if she knew what she was saying, such was the combination of pain and pleasure that she was experiencing. It was actually the perfect combination for any whore.

"You like it bitch, don't you? You like me raping your bottom, admit it, you dirty whore!" The General said, delighted that the bitch was taking to be anally raped (they all did). He then grabbed hold of poor Katie's blonde hair and yanked her head back in order to inflict more pain on to her poor, young person.

"Ouch! Oh Daddy, be gentle, be gentle.... Oh Daddy, you are fucking my bottom, you are fucking my bottom. Oh God yes, yes! You are fucking my poor married bottom! Oh God, that feels so good..."

Of course, her "Daddy" was now doing no such thing, for any notion that Katie did not consent to being anally fucked had well and truly gone out of the window. But she still wanted to continue with the fantasy of being "raped" since she derived so much pleasure from it. And she felt the General did also.

"Yes bitch, I am "raping" your bottom, but you love it, don't you? You love being dominated by your Daddy. And by his big old cock. Admit it you bitch! Admit it!" And as he spoke the last few words, he spanked and fucked the poor wife even harder, causing her to scream out.

"Ouch! Oh, Daddy. That hurts! Oh, that hurts. Oh! Oh! Oh!"

"Admit it bitch!"

Spank! Spank! Spank!

"And take that, you dirty whore. " Spank! Spank! Spank!

"There, take all of Daddy's big old cock in your dirty, married arse."

Spank! Spank! Spank!

"Come on, bitch, admit it! Tell me how much you love Daddy raping your virgin ass!"

Spank! Spank! Spank!

As the General fucked and spanked her harder, this caused poor Katie to come to the brink of an earth shattering orgasm. But just before she got there, she finally admitted what the General already knew. "Oh yes Daddy, harder! harder! I love that big cock up my poor little bottom. Oh! Oh! Oh! Fuck me, Daddy! Spank me, Daddy! Oh, I have been such a naughty little girl. Oh, Daddy, I have been a naughty girl... That's it, fuck my bottom! Fuck my bottom! Fuck my bottom... Spank me! Spank me! Oh, God, Daddy, I am cumming. Don't stop, I am cumming..."

On hearing this, the General could not help but to cum too. He wanted to delay the inevitable as long as possible, in order to continue to savour her bottom. But upon hearing the young wife's dirty confession, he could not help but to empty his sack into her ass. "Aggggghhhhhhhhhh, you bitch, take my spunk in your ass, you dirty little whore. Aggggggghhhhhhhh..." And he came, emitting copious amounts of hot warm spunk up her once virgin rectum, filling her completely.

And Katie's poor husband, sitting just inches away from his panting wife, also came. He came over his pants whilst he watched another man cum in his wife's ass...

The General sat back in his chair, exhausted from anally raping poor Katie. He took out a hanky from the breast pocket of his army jacket, mopped the sweat off his face and looked over at her. Katie had dutifully remained on all fours, waiting for her next order, wondering what further act of depravity the General had in mind.

The General meanwhile sat back and marvelled at Katie's poor abused bottom, his spunk could be seen dribbling out of her anal hole down on to her stocking clad legs. Anally raping a poor bitch was hard work these days, he thought, especially as one got older. And it was rare to come across a bottom of such beauty and perfection (although we are about to hear about a few other women who possessed beauty that was arguably on a par with Katie).

As a result of this bitch's beautiful ass, the General's dick refused to go soft. Despite having already cum twice in the bitch's body, the General still craved more. And, bearing in mind what was in store for Katie later that day, the General realised that he may not get another chance to sample her young body. For today at least that is. As such, he needed to avail of every opportunity to abuse her.

For a minute or so, he gently rubbed his dick as he looked over at the poor bitch.

Meanwhile, Katie, on all fours, could still look into the dividing mirror that was directly in front of her. She could see the General sitting behind her, legs spread wide, smiling as he masturbated. She knew then that her body was still required. She shivered, both in fear and desire for, whatever he asked her to do, she would have no choice other than to obey.

After a few minutes, the General finally spoke. "Bitch, come over here and kneel between my legs."

Katie turned around so she was facing the General. Looking up at her Master, in the fashion of an obedient dog, she crawled over to where he was sitting. She stopped when her face was just inches away from his groin. She then sat up and placed her dainty little hands on his splendid pole, replacing his, and gently started to rub him.

"Daddy, what do you want me to do now? Do you want to fuck my little pussy. Do you want to fuck your little girl's tight pussy?"

Katie assumed that, having already taken her arse and mouth, the General would want the complete set of holes and would want to take her cunt.

The General looked down at the poor bitch, noticing her tits shaking up and down as she rubbed him off. She was licking her lips, no doubt excited about the idea of having her tight pussy stretched by his enormous weapon. But the General had other ideas. Other dirty ideas. He was tired from anally raping her and had no desire to do any further work. He could of course ask her to sit on him and ride him cowgirl style.

He would like that, he thought, watching the bitch fuck him, her tits bouncing up and down as she gave herself the pleasure she so desperately sought. However, her needs were of zero consequence to him. He thought it much more fun if she was forced to suck his cock after it had been up her ass. The General was fond of a little ass-to-mouth action and, often when fucking a girl's ass, rather than cumming in her bottom, he would remove his dick at the crucial moment and shove it down her mouth, forcing the girl to taste her ass as well as his cum.

It was the kind of depraved action that was fitting for a man of his stature.

"No, bitch, I am a little tired, so whilst we make our way to our final destination, I would like it if you gave me a little oral relief. So, be a good girl and suck my cock until I cum, you delightful whore. Oh, and be quick about it, we are only 10 or so minutes away and I need to cum before we get there...

"Driver, let's go."

And with that, the General sat back and waited for the bitch to perform her whore like duties.

Katie initially looked up at the General in shock and horror, her eyes pleaded with him for some mercy. She did not want to suck his cock after it had been in her bottom. That was disgusting and taking the depravity to a new level (again). However, when she saw his grinning face and look of pure evil satisfaction, she immediately knew there was little point in arguing with her Master.

So, licking her lips, she innocently whispered, "Yes, Daddy, as you wish..." And with that, she opened her mouth and allowed his massive dick to enter her mouth and in the process, for the first time in her young life, she was able to taste her ass...

The General smiled in delight as the bitch performed her duties. He looked down on her and gently patted her head, just as he would when one of his dogs at home came up to him for some affection. And as his dick once more began to rekindle those warm feelings of desire, the General contemplated how well things were going. Not only had he anally raped this bitch in front of her pathetic husband, without even a murmur of dissent, she was now willing to follow it up by sucking his dick. There could be no doubt, if there had been any before, that she now belonged completely to him. And that was good, on so many levels. Good for his dick and good for business...

Good for business because, in an hour or so, he was set to meet some important dignitaries from a rich, African oil state who were interested in completing a lucrative arms deal. Naturally the General was receiving a big kick-back (all illegal of course) from the arms manufacturer and, to help facilitate the deal, he was hoping that Katie's young body would help smooth the negotiations.

It was actually a huge deal with a lot of money at stake and many people from this African nation would be turning up since this was also the day they expected to close the deal. To precipitate the signing, the General was going to sate these men's gross sexual appetites by offering them some succulent, white female flesh as an appetiser. However, he correctly figured that one piece of young white meat was insufficient for all these men, so he needed more. That was why he had invited Alice and Debbie along to the meeting.

Debbie Mills was a 36 year old knock out young white housewife and mother. She happened to be the split of the porn goddess Jane Darling. Like Jane, Debbie had a beautiful, angelic face, long blonde hair, lovely large pert breasts, size 34-D and a body to die for. But whereas Jane had blue eyes, our Debbie's were beautiful, hazel brown. She also exuded class having been born into one of London's wealthiest families, was always well turned out (she only wore the most expensive of clothes) and socialised within the top echelons of British society.

Alice was an 18 year old beautiful schoolgirl. She too was an image of a porn goddess, Keri Sable. She had a stunning face and long blonde hair and, like Keri, slim in all the right places. The only difference was in the breast department, whereas the lovely Keri has lovely Petit tits, Alice's were big and were the same size as Debbie's at an impressive 34-D. For someone so young and so slim, it was an impressive achievement.

And both Alice and Debbie were already at the General's country retreat, two gorgeous young women, with bodies to die for, waiting to service him and his business colleagues.

And that wasn't the only link between the two, for in addition to being the General's whores, Debbie happened to be Alice's mother!

Both mother and daughter were completely unaware that the other was at the General's house, they had been carefully kept apart, secluded in separate rooms, waiting for their orders. And the mother at least had no idea that her young, schoolgirl daughter was a whore for big cock. Indeed she would have been mortified to discover what her daughter had become.

As Katie continued to vigorously blow the General, conscience of how little time she had to satisfy him and terrified of the consequences if she failed, he took out a cigar from his pocket and lit up. Puffing away, he looked down at the poor wrench, who was once more being forced to perform a disgusting sexual act on his person and thought back to a couple of months ago when he managed to fulfil, what is still a fantasy for most men, the legendary mother and daughter combo...

The Mother's Story

Debbie Mills became a mother at a very young age, 18 to be precise. She had fallen in love with a young boy, Justin, who was of a similar age. They had met whilst going to church. One thing had led to another and, despite both knowing better, they had sex. Just the once, but it was enough.

Debbie's parents were horrified to learn of her pregnancy, but, since they were strict Roman Catholics, an abortion was totally out of the question. So, despite being part of England's upper class where teenage pregnancies were generally unheard of, Debbie was told that she would have to forgo her place at Oxford University and instead have a baby. Any social fall out could be dealt with, it was secondary to the needs of the unborn child and the will of the Lord.

So, rather then take her place at Oxford, Debbie stayed at home. University may have not been on the agenda, marriage however was and, just a few months before she gave birth, Debbie got married to Justin. Three months later, Debbie gave birth to a lovely baby girl, Alice, and as her parents were rich, they happily provided moral and financial support to the young couple and their granddaughter.

They settled down and, bucking the trend for teenage marriages, theirs was, and still is, a very happy one. They loved each other very deeply and adored being parents to young Alice. Their marriage was further helped by Debbie understanding, and allowing Justin to pursue his lifelong ambition to go into the army. And, with her father's connections, a place at the most prestigious army school in England, Sandhurst, was secured. So, at the age of 18, off he went to pursue a career in the army where he still is and has risen up the ranks to Major.

Meanwhile, Debbie gave up any chance she had of going off to university and having a career of her own by staying at home to look after her daughter, Alice.