Aasia's Bondage

Kathy was nodding off to sleep as her mom drove along the darkened freeway. Sharon had been driving for four hours and it was getting to her. An attractive 43 year old, she was feeling her age in the aching of her back. She would glance occasionally to her pretty 17 year old daughter sitting next to her.

It had been a good trip. She had found the per- fect private academy for Kathy, one that would assure her a place among the social elite of Chicago. And no boys! This was a girls school, Kathy could wait until after she graduated to date and then would be intro- duced to some worthy boys, there would be no fooling around until then. Sharon sighed to herself and felt content at the future that had been laid out for her daughter this weekend.

Thinking about her conversation with the academy's head mistress distracted Sharon and she pulled off the freeway one exit too soon. A few bad turns and she became confused and couldn't find her way back to the freeway and to her husband that would be waiting for them at home. Kathy woke up when she heard the car doors power-locked and looked around at the dirty brownstone buildings in this part of the city.

"What's wrong mom? Are we lost?" she asked.

"No honey, it's OK - we'll be back on the free- way soon." Sharon said, trying to sound convincing but coming off as worried none the less.

Sharon, stopping at a traffic light, saw figures running in the shadows and revved the engine, ready to streak off if they got any closer. Out of the blue a young black girl careened around a building corner and slammed into the side of Sharon's idling car. Several men were in fast pursuit.

"Please, lady! Get me out of here! They're going to kill me! Let me in, let me in - Please - let me in!" the young women pleaded through Sharon's rolled up window. Kathy sat bolt upright and stared, obviously scared. Sharon looked grimly ahead and ignored the young woman.

"Mom, maybe we should help her - I mean, if she's in trouble we could drive her to the police or something." Kathy ventured.

"Ignore her, she's probably some kind of whore trying out a new scam on what she thinks are easy prey - well I'm not falling for it!" Sharon ground out angrily.

"But, mom, what if she's really in trouble?"

"Well, it has nothing to do with us and we're not getting involved, hang on I'm driving through this light." And with that Sharon floored the car and left the desperate young black woman standing in the street.

A block and a half later Sharon and Kathy heard screaming and a gun shot, neither spoke.

After half an hour of driving around, Sharon found the freeway entrance and was about to get back on her way when she noticed how low the fuel was. There was a very clean, well lit gas station across from the entrance ramp and she decided it would be safe enough to stop there and fuel up. She pulled into the station and drove to a "Full Service" pump. 'Women never pump gas, at least not ladies' she thought. This had been told to her many times by her mother and she was aiming to keep Kathy in the same tradition.

A pleasant looking fellow came over to her win- dow. He wore blue overhauls and his white kinky hair framed his weathered, black face.

"How much, ma'am?" he asked politely.

"Oh, fill her up!" Sharon replied through her cracked window.

As the attendant idled over to the back of her car she noticed him looking nervously at something or someone in the station. He was frowning and stole several furtive glances at her before slowly, and deliberately nodding his head. This made Sharon very nervous and she was about to say forget it and take off when she noticed a van pulling around the gas station and stopping in front of her car.

Sharon called, frightened, out of her window, "What's going on! What's all this!!" but the attendant just set his jaw and stood by. The van door opened and four large black men stepped out, one wore a brown leather coat and was puffing on a cigar. By the defer- ence accorded him, Sharon assumed he was in charge. Crouched behind him was a young girl, sobbing and cry- ing through her mascara streaked face.

"Is that them? Two blonde women in a gray Lexus, right?" The leader asked the girl. She looked up and then nodded before sinking back and sobbing some more. That seemed to be the cue, the other three men quickly surrounded the car and before Sharon could floor it in reverse they all had their guns out and leveled at her and her daughter.

Stepping forward, the leader stood tall and took a long drag on his cigar, then flicked the stub at Sharon's windshield.

"Climb out of there easy - or I'll have my boys scrape you out like an oyster out of a shell." He said menacingly. Sharon was terrified, but believed the threat and slowly unlocked their doors.

"Just do what they say, Kathy, and I'm sure everything will be OK - I think they'll ask daddy for some money and then we'll be let free. I'm sure they just want some money." Sharon whispered over as she pulled her doors handle and heard it release. The man on her side yanked the door open and grabbed her by the arm, the one on the other side opened Kathy's door and held it for her while watching her with malice and no little lust in his eyes.

"I'm sure my husband will pay you what ever you want - if you don't harm us." Sharon said defensively.

"Oh, really?" the leader quipped back, "and what if what I really want is to harm you? Then what?"

Kathy looked at her feet, cowed and frightened, but Sharon stared defiantly forward showing them that she was in charge. Before she could say anything in answer she was knocked to the ground and then picked up bodily and thrown into the back of the van. Kathy began screaming but she was grabbed around the shoulders and thrown in, too.

All four men piled back into the van and the station attendant slipped behind the drivers seat of the gray Lexus. The van pulled away sharply and both Sharon and Kathy were bound with gray duck tape. Their ankles and wrists were taped, then taped together, and their mouths were sealed shut with tape. During the bumpy ride Sharon was horrified to see one of the men fondling Kathy's breasts through her sweater and leer- ing at herself.

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Sharon and Kathy were unceremoniously dropped onto the floor of a small, smelly apartment. They had no idea where they were within the city, but knew that something very bad was coming. The girl who had been crying in the van was now being comforted by two others on a stained and cigarette burned couch, the four men were milling about and opening beers. Finally they all sat in chairs and stared at the two white women in their midst.

"My name is - well, you can just call me Big Daddy. Yeah, my name is Big Daddy to you, bitch." The leader spat out to Sharon. "What we have here is a little city style justice party. You see, a young woman ran to you for help tonight and you didn't so much as look at her. You didn't put her in the back of your fancy ass car and driver her away, you didn't even call the police when you heard the gunshot." Big Daddy eyed Sharon and Kathy for a moment before con- tinuing, "That young woman was my woman. She was my baby, Mesha, and now Mesha's dead. You, white bitches are going to pay! You are going to wish you had rolled down your fucking windows and helped, because now your in trouble and there's no one here going to help you." This last was said with almost no emotion at all in his voice.

Big Daddy barked some orders out to his men, "Strip 'em! Leave them bound, just cut their clothes off." And the three men quickly did as they were asked. Kathy and Sharon struggled but each was slapped a few times and their struggles ceased. Their clothing was cut from them and they were left on the floor, taped and bound, and now naked in a room full of angry black people.

Big Daddy eyed Kathy up and down, appreciating her small breasts, large pink nipples, and peach fuzz pubic hair. He dragged her over to his chair and drop- ped her across his lap as she wriggled and sobbed around the duck tape.

"This one's mine. This little girl is going to be my slut. You took away my baby and now I'm taking away one of yours." Kathy wriggled violently when she heard his words but he slapped her once in the face and the fight left her. She lay across his lap help- less and crying softly now, terrified at what was to happen. Addressing the other men, "That one's yours, she's pretty enough so have fun, I'll be watching with my new little fuck toy here."

The men laughed and the women on the couch chuckled amongst themselves. The men began pulling their pants and shirts off, and Sharon tried hope- lessly to crawl away towards the locked door. The crying girl jumped on her from the couch and began slapping her face back and forth.

"You white bitch! Mesha was my sister! You stupid arrogant bitch!" She screamed while slapping Sharon violently.

"That's enough of that, Shawna, she's got a long night and I don't want her harmed - yet." Big Daddy barked out. Shawna reluctantly stood up and then spat at her before returning to her friends on the couch. The first of the men began rubbing his cock expectantly before he knelt and pulled the duck tape painfully off Sharon's mouth.

"I want a blow job, bitch. I want a high class white bitch to suck cum out of my cock - and you better be good at it too!" he warned. She looked up at him horrified.

"I'll bite it! You put anything in my mouth and I'll bite it off!" She shrieked back at him. But her whole demeanor changed when she felt a cold pistol barrel pressed to her head. She became quiet and just cried silent tears.

The man pulled her tape bonds off and pulled her into a kneeling position, the gun was handed to one of the women on the couch, and another man posi- tioned himself at her back. She could feel his large, callused fingers probe her snatch clumsily and then grip her by the waist. The man in front grabbed her head tightly on either side and positioned his now erect cock at her lips - which she reluctantly opened, eyeing that gun. A quick thrust from behind caught her off guard and her dry pussy screamed while his huge cock was slammed into it. She yelled loudly at the pain and before her yell could be heard another cock was being thrust into her, now into her face. She found a hard dick in her mouth and another sawing in and out of her cunt.

Sharon gagged once, then again before she gave a faint attempt to suck the member in her mouth. The man in front would have none of that, and gripping her head tighter forced his prick deep into her throat and then back out again. He thrust hard into her face and fucked her throat repeatedly while she was being slammed mercilessly from behind.

The women on the couch giggled and snickered at this show and Big Daddy began to get excited.

"Hmmm... my little girl here needs to start working. I've got something for you to do." He said perversely. With that he pulled the tape from her mouth and sat her on the floor between his legs. Kathy could no longer see what was happening to her mother but watched, wide eyed as Big Daddy pulled a long, meaty cock from his pants, just inches from her face. With her mother choking, sobbing, gagging, and grunt- ing behind her she stared at the long black dick in front of her.

"What I want you to do is open up, like a good girl, and hold this in your pretty little mouth for me."

Kathy slowly opened her mouth and watched as the dark meat was slowly pushed onto her warm, moist tongue. She began to slowly suck at it when she was suddenly hit in the head by Big Daddy.

"I never told you to suck! You just hold it there, yeah - that's nice... and you suck when I tell you to, not one second sooner." Big Daddy explained.

Kathy just knelt, her wrists and ankles still bound behind her, her bare ass and exposed pussy feel- ing the cold air of the drafty apartment, and a large stiffening cock filling her mouth and resting warmly on her salivating tongue.

The two men working Sharon began to near their climax, so they both pounded harder. The one at the back was now slapping her bare ass and reddening in between powerful thrusts and the man at her face was slamming his hard cock into her abused throat repeat- edly. The first to come was the one enjoying her tight pussy, he gripped her waist painfully hard and thrust in as deep as he could, then spewed cum into her belly. Sharon could feel his seed filling her from within and was disgusted to have this mans sperm inside her. Just then the man at her face began climaxing and pulled his saliva shiny cock from her mouth to pump flow after flow of hot cum onto her face. She was caught unprepared and got a large gob in her eye and another in her nose. While she blinked, wreathed around and tried to pull free he kept pumping his dick and shoot- ing cum into her mouth and all over her lips. When he was finished she was released to fall to the floor, sputtering and smarting from the cum in her eye. She could taste his seed in her mouth and was sticky with it.

Sharon had never felt so debased in her life. This was the end, whatever else they did to her was irrelevant after filling her with their hot, sticky cum and making her taste it. All the fight left Sharon as she lay on the floor gasping for air and trying to wipe some of the cum from her face to clear her vision.

The two men high-fived over her fallen form.

A girl on the couch began calling encourage- ment's to the two who had just used Sharon's body. "You did good, baby! You never cum that much when I give you head, you really plastered her!" The man who had used Sharon's mouth so savagely bent over and kissed his girlfriend on the lips sweetly. She con- tinued, "Baby, I am so horny I need some right now - I can't wait until I'm off the rag, I need it!"

An evil smile played across Big Daddy's lips and he gestured at Sharon's prone form. The men got the idea and propped her up on her knees again, this time with her cum soaked face in front of the black girl who pulled her dress up and pulled her tampon/underwear down to reveal a pussy choked with long curly hair and little blood clots. Sharon could feel herself retching but before she could turn away her face was pushed firmly into the black and bloody pussy in front of her.

Sharon tried to pull back but the third man, wanting his turn, pushed her forward again and began gripping and massaging her red ass. Sharon clenched her mouth and eyes shut as she felt the moist bush against her face and smelt the pungent aroma of this woman's passion and her menstruation. The girl com- plained about Sharon's lack of attention which swiftly changed when Sharon felt the gun barrel playing between her pussy lips. She tentatively stretched out her tongue and lapped at the soft, odiferous, pussy in front of her and then licked it again. Her head was being held tightly in place between this girls thighs as Sharon slowly licked at and began sucking the drooling pussy before her.

The man at her back, finally decided what he wanted, and pushed the head of his cock at the puckered eye of her asshole. Sharon felt him and became panicked for a moment, then felt the gun again, which he was using to tease her sperm dripping pussy with, and focused on the her oral ministrations. The man behind thrust into her anus slowly and Sharon felt him pushing into her, impossibly, hugely, painfully. Her head was shoved forcibly into the black girls snatch as he forced all of his inches into her virgin bum.

This all excited Big Daddy very much, who, now running a hand through Kathy's silken blonde hair, be- gan eyeing her sweet mouth wrapped passively around his engorged dick. "Begin sucking little slut, suck Big Daddy and suck like you mean it!" He ordered. Kathy obediently began to work her mouth around his large member, and move her head slowly up and down. She had heard of this before, she had even dreamed of sucking Danny's cock once, but that was why her mother had enrolled her in that horrible girls academy. Kathy wanted to know what it was like and even, secretly, liked the idea of taking a man in her mouth. So here she was, doing just that and it wasn't at all what she had expected.

Big Daddy placed a hand on the back of her head and moved it faster, to show her what he wanted. She began sucking hard and moving her head up and down on his hard cock, working her tongue back and forth over the tender underside. She could barely hear her mothers muffled moans and groans and the laughter of the other black girls. She was focused on the dick in her mouth and moved faster and faster, sucking hard and moving her lips and tongue over his throbbing flesh.

The contrast between her whitish blonde hair and his dark hand on her head, between her pale white face and the ebony pillar in her mouth was beautiful. It pleased Big Daddy to no end and he decided right then and there to get rid of the mother and keep the girl for himself, and for good.

He felt his balls tighten and his orgasm ap- proach, so Big Daddy pulled Kathy's hair sharply snapping her face back and his cock out of her mouth. She looked shocked and stared, not understanding what he wanted.

"You are going to open up, and just sit there little slut girl." Big Daddy said while pumping on his cock, "and don't you swallow neither, until your told - you just sit there looking pretty."

Big Daddy pumped his dick once and a large glob shot out and arched into Kathy's open mouth. The salty cum surprised her and she almost instinctively swallow- ed but caught the look in Big Daddy's eyes and thought better of it. He pumped again and another flow shot out and streaked across her ivory cheek to cling to her face and dribble slowly down her chin. He pumped again and again and splattered her face, her forehead, her chin, and her lips with his thick white cream. Finely, he squeezed and pumped the remainder into her mouth, which patiently held a puddle of his hot seed at the back. Big Daddy released Kathy's hair and then returned his attention to Sharon's torment - leaving Kathy to sit still, face turned upwards, covered in cooling cum that dripped down her neck and onto her small breasts, and with a mouth full of his sperm.

Sharon was licking frantically at the dripping pussy before her while the man behind climaxed by filling her bleeding asshole with his hot cum. Finally, her face was yanked away from the pussy and held to his sticky dick, now covered in shit, blood, and cum. She was slapped once then the messy member was forced into her mouth where she choked and gagged on the foul thing and retched in earnest. He held her head by a handful of thick blonde hair and forced her to clean him off before releasing her.

"Swallow now, my little slut, swallow it all!" Big Daddy commanded Kathy. She swallowed and licked her lips then looked into his eyes.

"You have me inside you now, little girl. You are mine for ever, my little slut girl." Big Daddy said in a slow and melodious voice, "say it - say you are my little girl."

"I'm your little girl," Kathy echoed and felt a thrill at being controlled, at being owned by some- one so powerful. "I'm your little girl and you're my big daddy.."

Big Daddy smiled down at her and then addressed his men, "Tape the mother up and stick her in the back of her car. Drive over to 22nd street and drop it off, with her in the back seat. I'm sure the east side gang will know what to do with a brand new Lexus and pretty, naked ass blonde."

Sharon's eyes got huge, but she was past caring anymore. Death would be a welcome relief. She watched, cold with terror as her little girl rubbed her cheek against Big Daddy's leg and fawned on him like some star struck groupie. She really was his now, she wanted to be, and all of Sharon's plans for her little girl were nothing now.

Addressing Sharon, Big Daddy said, "the east side gang are warped out crack heads who can do things with piano wire and a switch blade that would make a Marine puke. And the neighbors are like you - they won't help and they won't call the police."

Big Daddy added, "While you are amusing those punks I'm going to be knocking up your little girl here." At that Kathy's eyes widened and she smiled broadly. "By the way, Bitch, " he continued, "welcome to MY city.