Chapter 3

Parting from her breast, he eased the grasp on her hand, bracing him to her cleavage. His upper body was coated in her wondrous, creamy milk, in contrast to his lower half that was covered in her transparent, sweet essence. Slipping out of her painfully, he let her writhe on the bed, defenceless, allowing her to catch her breath as he disappeared into the living room and came back only a few minutes later. Her son Arthur in tow, undressed, his own erection a mirror of her grandsons as Eric smiled like a knowing devil.

“For the time being we will conclude the roleplay with a three way incestuous act, all previous stipulations and conditions still apply, this is still a society we live in that accepts and encourages incest, you grandma are both my and your sons dutiful wife in all but name. You will continue to lactate and maintain all the sexual sensitivities associated with pregnancy without actually being physically pregnant. You grandma though will be fully aware of what’s happening, reacting lucidly as you would normally if you were aware I was using this drug to violate you, you will be completely unable to physically resist, understood?’, he instructed.

Veronica nodded her mind racing with the horror of what was to come. Arthur’s eyes were glazed over, his own cock standing at attention as he stepped closer to the bed. The sight of her son, a man she had raised, looking at her with such hunger and lust, was almost too much to bear. But the drug kept her body responsive, her mind a haze of confusion and fear.

“Get underneath her dad, I want you to see her face as she reacts to everything we do”, Eric said as Arthur positioned himself to take her full weight on top of him, as she lay flush against him, straddling his hips. “Now”, Eric said as he positioned himself behind her “let’s start ... nasty and both go into her sex at once ... for now”, he said, she could hear the devilish glee in his voice as she felt the tips of both monstrously sized cocks stretch her sagging entrance beyond the point of simple pain and discomfort as she felt her insides being pushed aside to make room for the two over bloated worm-like intruders carving their way into the heart of her womb with astonishing speed and ferocity. “Let her have it”, was all he said the moment before they started fucking her into her own private, personal oblivion.

At first she could only feel the sting of pain as both swollen erections forced their way into her, their impossible lengths and bulbous heads making it feel like she was being split in two. When they both tore through the already abused fleshy barrier to her womb, she felt a new sensation of fullness, like her insides were being rearranged to accommodate them. Their unyielding heads resting inside her womb, making it bulge outwards, as they let her feel the cold reality of the moment settle in place as she felt every twitch of every nerve and every tear waiting to happen, promising to happen. Veronica was by no means a small woman, her stout build as testament to that, as her overweight body although more than generously round was still eye-catching for those who wanted more meat on a woman than the typical aesthetically pleasing supermodel standards of today would offer.

That said, her body was still not even close to capable enough to fulfill the desire of one of the ogre-like erections starving for pain and pleasure in equal parts within her, let alone the two now dominating her womb stretched like an inflamed appendix fit to burst. When Eric gave the go ahead, it felt like two fleshly pistons moving in sync, at speed to stab her continuously with their blunt-nosed ends. She could only scream, her lucidity allowing her the crystallized image of her son below, his mouth gaping in a wide smile of pleasure, his lips parting the moment before he clamped down on her breast. “I want you to remain completely lucid grandma, no blacking out or focussing on a way to ignore the pain, I want you here with us, as your family fucks your brains out and watches your body explode”, he instructed with lurid glee.

She obeyed, both her mind and her body stuck in the moment, unable to find some escape, no matter how minimal, as she bounced inbetween their bodies, sandwiched between the two wild, rutting men, impaling her on their erections like it was casual sport.

Their movements were shockingly unrestrained, their bodies searching for that perfect high, no matter what it cost her.

The pain was indescribable, but the drug painted it with a veneer of dark pleasure that she despised and craved all at once. Eric’s cock was like a sledgehammer, pounding into her from behind, each thrust sending waves of agony through her stretched body. Arthur’s cock, just as thick and long, slid in and out of her with a sickening ease, his eyes glazed over with his own twisted desires spawn from the drugs manipulative effects and whatever instructions Eric had fed him privately before re-entering her room with him.

She could feel their hands gripping her, holding her in place as they claimed her as their own. Her body’s natural lubricant spilled down the length of their shafts in a weak attempt to soften the blows of their thrusts by the time they had reached a pace that was borderline psychotic. She could feel her body being torn apart by the relentless pounding of both men, but the drug kept her in a heightened state of arousal that she could not control. Her cries of pain and pleasure were indistinguishable, mixing into a symphony of depravity that filled the room and bounced off the walls to echo back at her of how it futile it was to resist.

They were too big for her, clearly and getting bigger through arousal of a shared partner, as she continued to bounce between them, her entire body jolting and rippling, her breasts lactating freely over Arthur’s body for long seconds before he sealed one with his mouth, her other breast drained and wanting but somehow she knew it would fill up again soon and Arthur would repeat the cycle by draining it too once he emptied the one he suckled on hungrily, never having enough, never knowing an end to his lust for her, whether he resisted the same drug that was coursing through his body or not, noticing all the signs that pointed out that the same potent chemical agent coursing through her bloodstream had obviously been used on him and possibly her daughter in law Leila.

As much as she naturally disliked the woman, no one deserved a fate like this. As she watched her son consume her, drain her, reach into her with what would otherwise have been a prodigious sexual organ and turn it into a lancing stab of blunt-nosed pain, shoving itself deeper inside of her with every thrust. Every time Arthur’s entered, Eric’s retracted to the tip then re-inserted, as Arthur’s retracted to the tip and repeated the process with almost mechanical efficiency that left her gritting her teeth and crying out with almost every deep plunge, the feeling of being filled up and then evacuated, repeated again and again at hammering speeds.

Veronica had never received such pleasure in her life, forced or otherwise, her own husband had been a gentle soul before passing away, his memory served only to act as a cruel contrast to her present, as all three felt themselves reach the crest of their climaxes all at once.

Eric and Arthur’s bodies tensed up, their body’s natural muscles bulging as they shot their hot seed into her, filling her to a bursting point as an unwelcome pressure built within. The sensation was too much for her to handle, her body responding with a powerful orgasm of its own, her pussy contracting around their cocks, milking them for every last drop. Her breasts spurted milk, painting Arthur’s face and chest with the white, sticky substance as he swallowed her nipple whole, suckling greedily. Her sexes entrance exploded with essence no longer seeking to alleviate her pain by lubricating them, but by releasing long sought after pleasure from it, as it invaded her sore and abused body, with an instant shower that flooded between her thighs onto her sons, splashing back against her grandsons legs, coating their still hard erections and lower bodies down to their toes as the liquid essence crawled and glided over their skin at speed.

They all collapsed onto each other, Eric shifting so that he could retrieve his still-hard penis, his panting breathes echoing in the room alongside theirs, as he rested the tip at her anus opening. “Eric please”, she managed to stammer “no more”, a pleading edge on her voice. With a cruel smile he said “your right, why destroy myself when I could watch and learn from the master”, he said gesturing with his eyes towards his farther “dad why don’t you demonstrate how you keep a woman twenty years younger than your mother satisfied sexually, by using your mothers anus as an example”, his eyes were gleaming marbles of incensed pleasure, wide-eyed and unblinking as his father positioned Veronica on all fours on her hands and knees on the essence and cum matted bed, positioning the tip of his own monstrous penis at the entrance of her sphincter.

Eric resting back on the softness of her armchair, leaned back and watched as he said “begin”.

Arthurs eyes narrowed, a look of concentration crossing his face as he pushed into her. Veronica’s body quivered with a mix of fear and pain, the drug ensuring she was fully aware of the intrusion but powerless to stop it. She felt the stretch as her body attempted to accommodate his girth, her sphincter muscles clenching tightly around him. Despite the pain, she couldn’t help but feel a twisted sense of arousal as she watched Eric’s eager gaze, his hand stroking his own erection as he observed their depraved act.

“Don’t worry babe, I’ve got you covered”, he said sinisterly, as he got up from the armchair and met her at eye level. “For luck”, he said as he kissed her deeply, his tongue forcing it’s way to the back of her throat as he could see the fear in her eyes, as he kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring every corner of her mouth, tasting her fear, her pain and her tears. He broke the kiss with a pop, and whispered “now just stay like that as I slide in”, he said calmly, positioning himself under her, his head at the entrance of her sex and his erect penis staring angrily at her mouth as he said “enjoy”, and started eating her out.

Her eyes widened as she felt his tongue slither into her, his mouth working her folds with a fervour that was as disturbing as it was arousing. Despite her pleas and the pain from her anus, she felt her body responding, her pussy growing wetter and more sensitive under his skilled ministrations. She could feel the beginnings of another orgasm building, one that she knew she didn’t want but her body couldn’t help craving. Her moans grew louder, mixing with the sounds of Arthur’s grunts and the squelching noises of his cock pumping in and out of her ass.

She stared down in shock at his fully aroused cock, knowing what he wanted her to do, but trying to resist at least mentally, even as her lips formed a tight seal over the entirety of the massive cock head.

Her jaws strained to take him in, her teeth scraping against his skin, as he began to thrust into her mouth with the same vigour as Arthur did to her anus. Eric’s hands held her head in place, guiding her motions as he began to face-fuck her, her eyes watering, as she gagged around his thick shaft.

“You still taste so great grandma”, he said between lapping motions of his tongue within her sexes opening “how do you do it?”, he asked with mirthful glee. The taste of her essence still lingered on his tongue, making him feel more alive than ever before. Veronica’s eyes rolled back in her head as Eric’s tongue hit all the right spots, the pleasure she was feeling was so intense it overshadowed the pain from Arthur’s brutal ass fucking. Her moans grew louder, her body trembling uncontrollably as she was pushed closer and closer to another unwanted climax.

She answered with “I don’t know,” the words barely audible as her throat tightened around Eric’s cock. The sensation of being penetrated so deeply in both her mouth, pussy and her anus was overwhelming, the pain and pleasure swirling together in a confusing maelstrom that made her head spin. Arthur’s strokes grew more erratic, his breathing ragged as he approached his own climax. She could feel his cock swell even larger inside her, the pressure building until she thought she would split in two.

“Dad, I want you to treat grandma here like she was your wife Leila instead and you were both having the best sex of your lives, talk and touch her like you would mom from now on to excite her even further”, Eric instructed with a wicked grin, watching the depraved scene unfold before him. Arthur nodded, his mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions as the drug held sway over him.

He leaned down to whisper sweet nothings into Veronica’s ear, calling her “my love,” “my baby,” and other terms of endearment reserved for his wife, Leila. His hand caressed her cheek, the contrast of his gentle touch against the harshness of his anal penetration making her stomach churn. Yet, her body reacted, her arousal spiking as the incestuous act grew more twisted and disturbing.

“Oh Leila, you’re so tight,” Arthur murmured, his voice thick with lust. “Your ass is like a vice, baby.” His strokes grew more rapid, his grip on her hips tightening as he chased his release. Veronica’s mind screamed for this to end, but her body responded to the sickening words, her pussy fluttering around Eric’s tongue.

“That’s it, dad,” Eric encouraged, his own cock pulsing with excitement as he watched his father’s brutal claiming of her grandmother. “Give it to her good, show her how much we love her.” The words sent a shiver down Veronica’s spine, the reality of the situation crashing into her like a wave of icy water.

As she continued to suck on Eric’s cock, her mind racing with the depraved reality of the situation, Veronica felt Arthur’s grip on her hips tighten even more. His thrusts grew more frenzied, and she knew he was close to climax. The feeling of his massive cock stretching her ass was unbearable, but the drug kept her body receptive, her muscles clenching around him as if eager for more. The room was filled with the sickening sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, her moans and whimpers muffled by Eric’s cock filling her mouth.

It was too much for her, too intense, too painful, too degrading, yet she couldn’t resist. Her mouth was forced open wider by Eric’s relentless cock, and she felt her throat tighten around his thick shaft, her eyes watering and nose running with snot from the effort needed not to choke. Meanwhile, Arthur’s grunts grew louder, his own orgasm approaching as he drove into her with renewed vigour, his hands squeezing her breasts, twisting her nipples as if they were dials that controlled her pleasure and pain as they leaked their milky fluid throughout, painting the lower half of Eric’s body in a dreamy white layer of forced lust and arousal.

Eric adjusted his position, turning one hundred and eighty degrees, facing Veronica as he popped out of her mouth to her short-lived relief before re-inserting into her tortured sexes opening. He knew he was close, so much closer than his father, as he stabbed her womb with his blunt-nosed instrument of desire, forcing a cry of pain that was almost indistinguishable from pleasure from her lips, as he sank into her fully to the hilt.

He wasted no time, knowing he needed only a few pumps to explode inside her, as he kissed her deeply, tasting himself on her, as she struggled and squirmed feeling herself filled completely against her will. His tongue invaded her mouth as his cock did the same to her pussy, the sensation of the two cocks filling her up was almost too much, and she felt the beginnings of another orgasm start to build, her body betraying her with every stroke.

The first stroke of his dick within her was like a bolt of lightning, striking her soul and making her quiver with the intensity of it all. She felt her insides clench around him, her pussy walls tightening in a desperate attempt to reject the intrusion but the drug had other ideas, making her feel pleasure she had never felt before, pleasure she didn’t want but her body craved in this twisted fantasy. Eric’s eyes bored into hers, watching her with a mix of satisfaction and hunger. The second stroke was even more powerful, the head of his cock slammed into her cervix with such force she thought she could feel it in her throat, to his ecstasy. The third and final stroke he delivered with his kiss yet unbroken as her eyes widened in renewed shock, as she looked into his, and with a soft sign of pleasure he came in her once again, filling her with his seed. The moment was frozen in time, his cock pulsing within her as his kiss grew deeper, his cum mixing with her fluids as he painted the inside of her with the dark colour of his lust.

He broke the kiss whispering “thank you grandma, you’re a great kisser”, he said wryly, as he felt himself go completely soft within her. Exhausted, he removed himself from her completely, sitting on the nearby armchair. “Make grandma comfortable dad, let her rest on her back, as you fill her womb, give her your best, treat her like your actual wife like before and this is the most intimate part of your marriage, caress her, touch her, talk to her like she was Leila and hold nothing back”, he instructed with a glint in his eye, watching as Arthur followed his instructions without question.

Arthur carefully turned her onto her back, her eyes never leaving Eric’s, her body feeling like it was on fire, burning with the need for more even as she was exhausted from the constant abuse. “Please, no more,” she whimpered, but the drug had its claws in her, her pussy already preparing for the next round of pain and pleasure.

Arthur’s cock, now slick with her ass juices, slid into her pussy with ease, the feeling of fullness and violation overwhelming her. She felt like a ragdoll in their hands, being used and abused for their twisted desires. Eric’s cum leaked out around Arthur’s cock as he began to thrust into her, the feeling of Eric’s hot semen mixing with her own juices making her stomach churn.

Her breasts heaved with each thrust, her nipples hard and sensitive, begging for attention. Arthur leaned down to suckle at one while massaging the other roughly with a free hand. Her nipple reacted to his suckling as she began to leak milk again, her body betraying her with every touch and caress. The drug had turned her into a fountain of pleasure, her body no longer her own, a mere vessel for their depraved desires. Arthur fed off her milk, his eyes glazed over with the drugs affect, his own hunger seemingly endless. His hips moved roughly in sudden jolts as she struggled to catch her breath, her body shivering as her last efforts to resist were finally being broken down and shredded to nothing, even as she endured, even as she failed.

The room was a cacophony of grunts and sighs, the scent of sex and sweat with an edge of sweetness from her milk filling the air. Veronica felt her orgasm build once more, the drug ensuring she could not escape the cycle of pain and pleasure that had become her hellish reality. She clutched at the bed sheets, her nails digging into the fabric as she felt Arthur’s cock swell larger within her, his movements becoming more erratic. “Oh, Leila,” he moaned, his eyes squeezed shut as he buried his face in her neck, his teeth grazing her skin. “You’re so tight, so perfect.”

“You taste like a dream ... more than usual”, he said hungrily, as Veronica blanched at the seemingly honest declaration, denying the truth to herself that her tired, aged and violated body somehow was sexually more satisfying than her son’s wife’s. “He’s not lying you know”, Eric said as Veronica’s head whipped around to face him, her son continuing to devour her breast, bringing his closed mouth to her lips, filled to the brim with her precious milk, as he fed it to her gaping mouth, her eyes agape in fresh shock, as his tongue found hers through the sloshing milk between them “swallow it grandma, every drop”, Eric said.

The taste was unmistakable and she couldn’t help but feel a mix of horror and arousal as she swallowed her own milk. Her eyes searched for any sign of regret or remorse in Eric’s gaze, but all she found was the cold, calculating hunger of a man who knew exactly what he was doing. Her eyes watered as she was forced to swallow, her throat constricting around the warm fluid that was supposed to be a symbol of love and nurturing, now perverted into something dark and twisted.

“Anyway, I never instructed him to lie about how he felt about you. I told him to treat you as if you were Leila, so if he says you taste better than usual, he means it momma bear and you are now outdoing a devoted woman in her prime. Despite the fact that your exhausted, abused and tortured and that both your bodies are in a drugged up state, you are still breaking through his senses, your still stimulating his sexual needs, funny huh?”, he said with a broad grin.

Veronica felt the bile rise in her throat as she felt the wave of Arthur’s climax crash into her, his hot cum filling her pussy once again, mixing with Eric’s and her own combined fluids. The feeling was like a punch to the gut, a reminder of her utter degradation. Arthur’s body went slack, his cock still twitching inside her as he caught his breath. Eric stood up, his own cum-covered cock bobbing with each step as he approached the bed. “Good job, now let’s pick her up and take her to the shower, we can have fun and clean her off their aswell”, he said as he eyed the bedsheets, they were covered in the combined sweat, cum and deep-seated essence, of all three of them as he said “don’t worry I’ll take those to mom so she can give them a quick wash and dry for us, then I’ll join you”, as he crumpled up the sheets in a rough ball and took them with him to the kitchen. “Make sure she gets you ready with a nice blowjob”, Eric said as he left the room. The adjoining showeroom connected to the original guest room that was now his grandmothers bedroom was a nice size, the shower itself built for two of three people from a dark mosaic tile, the colour not unlike her own dress discarded in the corner of the bedroom, a built-in stone bench of the same comfortable tile letting him rest her on it, as he drew his dick level with her mouth, even flaccid and tender in her hands it had an undeniable weight to it, as she used both hands to hold it to her lips.

The warm water cascaded down upon them, washing away the sweat and filth of their depraved act, yet doing nothing to cleanse the stain on their souls. Veronica felt the weight of Arthur’s cock in her hands as she tried to bide herself some time, kissing it’s length tenderly, despite how it made her stomach churn. She looked up into his eyes, searching for any shred of the man she knew, the man who had been her son, the man who had promised to loved and protect her as only a son could promise, not to be her tormentor. She licked him from the base of his shaft to the tip of his growing erection, her eye’s never leaving his, as she massaged his balls, her hands soft and gentle as he responded to her, his cock growing harder with every stroke of her tongue.

“C’mon baby, time to put that mouth to good use”, Arthur said in a sultry tone, still locked in the roleplay that she was actually his wife Leila as he nudged the tip of his ready dick past her resisting lips, “time to show me how much you love this, use all your skill”, he said, his voice laced in desire that seemed genuine, even though it was drug induced.

With a sigh of defeat, Veronica opened her mouth wider and took him in, her tongue swirling around his cock as she tried to ignore the bitter taste of her own saliva mixed with the drug’s potent cocktail of lust. She knew she had to follow them both in this twisted game, force fed to her through the mind altering drug he’d snuck into her tea now binding her to Eric’s instructions. The warm water from the shower sprayed against her back, offering a small comfort as she focused on the task at hand. She was forced to fulfil his request, locked into her own roleplay as his wife, using all the skill she possessed to give him the greatest sexual experience of his life and nothing less.