Chapter 6

Jane sat without speaking after her mother had finished speaking. Then she rose to her feet and said in an angry tone, “I’m going to bed. I’ve had a long night. And you look like you need to sleep off the effects of your whoring activities – whatever nasty and dirty things you let that man do to you apart from hitting you and pissing on you. Because I’m sure now, from what you just told me, that you probably begged him to abuse you like a street whore, like the dirty and nasty cunt that you are.”

Jane had stood over her mother who was still sitting in her chair. The sight of Jane’s blazing eyes and the look of disgust that showed on her face struck home to Cherry in a twisted and perverted way. She felt that she had failed as a mother, but instead of being ashamed of her behavior, she was strangely aroused at the way that Jane was abusing her verbally. And as Jane spoke louder and more angrily, and the words were spat from her mouth, her anger caused flecks of spit to actually fly out of her mouth and land on Cherry’s upturned face.

The sensation of her daughter spitting on her was what finally made Cherry’s cunt flood with arousal. She could barely contain the urge to reach down and rub her clit as a way of showing her gratitude to Jane for having given her the gift of being abused so completely – first verbally and now physically for the second time because Jane had already hit her with the bag of ice in her bedroom.

Jane stamped back into the living room, leaving Cherry alone on the balcony. She sat there, going over in her mind all that had happened since the night before. She had been a slut for so many years now that the abuse she had suffered at the hands of that man the previous night did not affect her much. She had only gone to the hospital because she was worried that he might have dislocated her jaw, and then she would not be able to sing for some weeks. That would have been bad because she would not earn as a singer, but it also meant that nobody would want to take her to the Love Hotel because she would not be able to speak properly, and having a swollen face would make her unwelcome in the bar as she knew that her appearance would be bad for business. So, she was glad when the doctor at the hospital confirmed that her jaw was not dislocated, and that the swelling would subside naturally in a few days.

Jane’s spit was slowly drying on her face, and Cherry felt happy to have been the cause of Jane becoming so angry. Tentatively, she stuck out her tongue and licked off a few spots of spit that had landed near her mouth. She could not taste anything from the spit, but the thought that she had sunk to a new low by swallowing her daughter’s spit made her feel humiliated but also aroused even more than she had been when Jane unwittingly spat on her.

Cherry rose from her chair and walked unsteadily back to her bedroom. At first, she stood outside Jane’s closed bedroom door and wondered if she should knock, but finally she moved away and entered her own bedroom. There, she quickly took off her shorts and singlet, and lay face up and naked on her bed.

Cherry knew that she had a sexy figure. She was 169 cm tall and weighed 61 kg. She kept in shape by working out in the gym that was situated on the top floor of the apartment building where they lived and by watching her diet. That meant that she was able to maintain her curvy figure of 35-27-37. Now, as she lay naked on her bed, her right hand moved almost automatically to her shaved cunt and began slow circles around her clit. Cherry had been so aroused by the way that her daughter had shouted at her that the slow movement of her fingers soon became a rapid and needy rubbing. At the same time, her left hand pinched her left nipple, and the combination of the physical stimulation and the remembrance of Jane’s anger and her description of her mom as a whore, a slut, a bitch in heat soon drove Cherry over the edge, and her orgasm exploded with a force that was similar to how she experienced orgasms when she was being used and abused by some strange man.

Satisfied and tired, Cherry soon drifted off to sleep and dreamt about Jane being angry with her while she watched her mom being fucked.