Chapter 7

Monica gave a controlled laugh as her hands squeezed a little tighter, which excited her a little more, but she was still in control. “Your daughter’s asleep. I’m not really here. Remember when you used to watch me shower. Did you get off on calling me ugly? When you woke me just to tell me I’m ugly and stupid, was that you hoping I’d sleep naked, mom.

“When you stared at my body growing up, did seeing me make you fucking horny?”

Boards banged against the wall as she fought with all her might. “I called you ugly, because you were. You still are stupid and ugly. Let go of my fucking tits, cunt.”

The grin faded to a smile as her fingers pressed in a little more, which elicited a hiss of pain. “J didn’t find me ugly, mom. He made sure I never believed your lies.”

She screamed out. “Let go of me you fucking cunt. That fucking hurts.”

Her smile remained in place. “J rescued me from your wickedness, mom. How fucked up is that? My younger brother needed to rescue me. He became my savior, mom.”

Monica had to remind herself to control her actions as her mother screamed. “Quit bitching about me touching you.” She squeezed with all her might and felt her fingers dig in before relaxing her grip. “Keep bitching and see what I do to your fucking nipples, mom.”

Tears started to stream down her mother’s face. “Get out.”

She shook her head. “I’m not here. Your daughter’s asleep. Keep your fucking voice down before you wake her.” Monica’s fingers dug in to make herself clear. “Do you understand, mom?”

Her voice softened. “I understand.”

Liz’s heart was beating strongly within her chest, which she hadn’t noticed until just that moment. It was beating from fear of her daughter, and enjoyed what she had done. She moistened from within as she gave her tits enough of a squeeze to cause her mother to yelp.

Her voice was difficult to control, but did manage. “Tell me again, mom. This time I want you to add your daughter to the end.”

Liz spoke with a shaky voice. “I understand, my daughter.”

She relaxed her grip. “J became my savior. You know what I did to thank my savior, mom?” Liz shook her head and remained silent. “I fucked my younger brother. He was my first and I was his.”

Her mother shook her head. “I don’t believe you.”

Her fingers pressed in to bring about a cry of pain and more tears. “Say it again, but end it right, mom.”

Liz grunted through the pain. “I don’t believe you, my daughter.”

She relaxed her grip and grinned wide. “I don’t give a shit. I’m not really here, which means I’m not really telling you anything. This is all in your sick fucking mind, mom.

“We fucked all over your house. Even your bed before you got home, mom. You had to smell the sex. You had to know your children were fucking, mom.” Liz’s eyes widened. “J really enjoyed fucking on your bed. It was like a special treat to him.

“Just wait until he gets a look at you all tied up, mom. Seeing you naked the way you saw him. Watching him while he slept. Seeing you like this is going to make him so fucking hard.”

Tears rolled down as she shook her head. “He can’t, not like this, my daughter.”

Monica let loose a soft laugh. “I guess old fucking whores can learn, mom. He’s not just going to see you like this, you’re going to suck his cock. Wrap your lips around his hard shaft and swallow his cum.

“He’s wanted you to suck his dick ever since I showed just how good a blowjob feels. He still wants it, mom, and I’m going to make sure he gets it. You’re going to suck his cock and swallow his fucking cum like a good mom.”

Liz tightened her body as Monica adjusted her grip to press her nipples between her fingers. “Stop, my daughter.”

Monica adjusted her grip to make herself a little more comfortable. “I’m thinking of recording you sucking his dick, mom. We can all watch it together. I might even send his wife a copy.

“Do you think Cate’s beautiful, mom? I think she’s a bitch. You know, I want to claw out her eyes for stealing him away from me. She likes to wrap those long fucking legs of hers around him while he fucks her, but hardly ever sucks his dick like a good wife should.

“Enough about the future, mom.” Her hand moves down her body and feel her clit, which causes her entire body to tighten. “Do you like it when I touch you, mom?”

She shakes her had and speaks in a defiant tone. “Is that what this is about, you fucking whore? You thought I’d enjoy being touched. I don’t. Get your fucking hands off me, my daughter.”

Monica grabbed her nipple and twisted as hard as she could to force a whimper. “Wrong fucking answer, mom.”

She released the pressure a little and smiled as Liz spoke in a broken tone. “I like it when you touch me, my daughter.”

Monica twisted a little. “Don’t raise your fucking voice again. You’ll wake her. I’m not real. This is all in your fucking mind, mom.”

She moves towards her mother’s face and feels flesh beneath her fingers. Liz’s breaths are shallow as she inhales the scent of piss, and smiles at the fear in her eyes. Her fingers move to her cheeks to hold her head in place.

Her voice’s every bit as controlled as her body. “I’m going to kiss you and you’re going to let me, mom. If you don’t, I’m going to rip your fucking nipples off. What’s about to happen, mom?”

Liz’s voice trembled. “You’re going to kiss me, my daughter.”

Monica pressed her mouth hard against her mother’s and ran her tongue along her piss tinted lips. Her fingers pulled down on her chin to force Liz to open her mouth, and started to drip a little. Her tongue entered to seek out all the remnant of her piss she could find as her mother’s breathing turned shallow. Liz was unresponsive to her tongue, which upset her a little.