Chapter 25

The last few days had been grueling for both Maddie and Kate. Pembroke, however, had relished the challenge of breaking Kate in, using the shock collar liberally to assert his dominance.

Presently, all three stood naked near the shore, just outside the front door of the house, bathed in sunshine and the bracing sea wind. Well, Pembroke was enjoying it. It was painfully obvious that neither Kate nor Maddie shared his enthusiasm. Their discomfort was palpable.

Maddie was on her knees, her elbows and hands pressed into the ground, her face buried in the grass. Her back was arched, her ass raised high in the air, exposing her pussy and asshole between her cheeks. The sea wind blew against her, its cold gusts creeping into her most intimate places.

Behind her, Kate was on her knees, tears streaming down her face, her chest heaving with sobs. “No ... please ... I can’t ... you can’t ... it’s not right ... please, just stop...” she wailed, her voice trembling with desperation.

Buzz!

Kate’s hands shot up to her neck as the electric collar jolted her, leaving her frazzled and gasping. Before she could recover, Pembroke struck her across the back with the small cane in his hand, adding another stripe to the growing collection of marks that marred her skin.

In stark contrast to Maddie’s lily-white, pure, and unblemished young body, Kate’s was now a canvas of pain and injury. Swellings on her face had nearly closed one eye, her torso was a patchwork of heavy bruises, and her back was crisscrossed with angry red lines from the cane. Even her asshole was visibly bruised, a painful reminder of the anal rape she had endured. Every time she had to defecate, she howled in agony.

“Lick your daughter’s cunt, bitch! It’s not fucking rocket science! You know you want to. You know you’ll submit to me eventually—let’s just get it over with!” Pembroke sneered, though secretly, he relished her feeble defiance. It gave him the perfect excuse to hurt her even more.

Kate’s tears dripped onto the grass as she brought her mouth close to her daughter’s pussy—a smaller, neater version of her own. Her tongue hesitantly touched the delicate pink petals, barely brushing against them.

“Stick that tongue right in!” Pembroke barked. “You two have the same pussy, Kate. You should know what works on your daughter. Work her clit, find her G-spot—use your fingers if you have to. You need to make your little girl cum for Daddy!”

Kate recognized her daughter’s clitoris and began rubbing it with her finger, her tongue delving deeper. Her eyes focused on Maddie’s asshole, just centimeters from her face. The taste of piss and juices filled her mouth, and while she could acknowledge the beauty of her daughter’s body, the act itself felt so wrong. The constant threat of physical punishment and the pain coursing through her own body made it impossible to find any enjoyment, even as she noticed her daughter’s subtle movements—pressing back into her—suggesting Maddie was responding.

Maddie did enjoy her mother’s tongue—it felt gentler, softer, and she secretly hoped her mother would embrace the act. Her mother’s body felt so right, so comforting, her breasts so warm and inviting. Maddie loved feasting on them, suckling at them, even if she was too scared to admit it aloud. She hated how Daddy hurt her mother and hoped that if she could convince her to fully embrace the slave life, the beatings might stop.

“Now lick her asshole, Kate, get that tongue right inside your little daughters bottom” he laughed. “Can you imagine if a few days ago I told you I would have you meet your daughter, and that you would be eating her ass” he giggled hysterically.

Kate shut her ears to the evil taunts and ran her tongue with dread over the cute, wrinkled little pink star of Maddie’s anus. It retained its adorable tightness and coloring despite so many poundings from Pembroke’s cock, but it winked and gaped slightly as her mother’s tongue probed its way inside.

“Now, Maddie, turn around. I want to see you two give each other a nice, big sloppy kiss on the mouth—a real snog. I want to see hands and fingers traveling into all those little holes. I want you to be naughty! Come on!”

Maddie smiled at her mother before eagerly kissing her, passionately forcing her tongue down her throat. Kate tried to shut her eyes—it felt even weirder snogging her daughter. It took a gentle pat on her bottom with the cane and Pembroke’s reminder, “Tongue, Kate, tongue,” for her to return the favor and stick her tongue into Maddie’s throat.

Maddie’s hands wandered over her mother’s breasts and buttocks, and her fingers soon found their way between her legs, playing with her pussy, rubbing her clit, and shoving fingers into her vagina.

Another pat on Kate’s bottom spurred her into action. She quickly moved her hands between her daughter’s legs, finding her asshole and vagina. She inserted fingers into each, all while maintaining the deep, relentless kiss with Maddie. Soon, both girls were moaning into each other’s mouths, their breaths mingling, their bodies trembling with a mix of shame and reluctant pleasure.

“You don’t get to cum so fast. First, I need some attention,” Pembroke said, lying on his back on the grass. His legs were splayed obscenely in the air, putting his disgusting hairy ass crack, dangling balls, and erect penis on full display.

“Maddie, show your mother how to lick my ass,” he said. “Kate, you should know your daughter is now an expert rimmer. She’ll guide you.”

Maddie looked embarrassingly at her mother, as if to apologize, but then took her hand. “It’s okay, Mummy. It’s just an asshole. It can taste nice—let me show you.”

Kate wanted to vomit. She couldn’t do this. She glanced at the sea—just thirty seconds of sprinting, and she could make it. She could swim out. Even if he shocked her, it might drown her. She would die, but at least she wouldn’t have to endure this any longer. A man who would make her flinch in disgust even in his clothes in real life had been making Maddie eat his ass for a year. And now she had to do it too?

“No ... No ... Noooo!” wailed Kate, her voice rising hysterically. She got up and started running toward the water, but she had taken just two steps when her neck buzzed.

Buzz!

She crumpled to the floor in agony as the shock shook her body relentlessly. Pembroke got up and ambled toward the prone woman, caning her buttocks as she writhed, landing stripe after stripe on her ass.

“Aaaaghhhh! Nooooooo!” she screamed in agony, her hands also getting hit as she tried to block the strikes, her legs flailing on the ground.

“Please, Daddy, let me show her,” pleaded Maddie.

“Here,” said Pembroke contemptuously, handing Maddie the cane. “Hit her twice more on her bottom—really fucking hard. Then you can get her back to eating my ass.”

Maddie took a deep breath. “Sorry, Mummy,” she whispered, then struck her mother’s peachy bottom twice more, each hit making the flesh wobble and drawing a howl of pain from Kate.

“Well done, Maddie. Your mother is proving rather naughty. I hope she’s more compliant now,” Pembroke said casually. He flopped back down and spread his legs obscenely once more. “Now ... eat.”

“Come on, Mummy, please,” pleaded Maddie, cradling her mother’s sobbing face against her breasts. She gently pulled her over to the hairy ass crack, and they both leaned in.

“Look at me,” said Maddie. She stuck her tongue out, pushing her Daddy’s cheeks apart with her hands. Her pink tongue sought out the angry, dark purple-and-brown sphincter, circling it before jabbing inward, her neck moving back and forth until his asshole gaped noticeably.

“See?” Maddie smiled brightly. “It’s not too bad, and he loves it,” she said encouragingly. “Try it.”

Kate looked with disgust at her daughter’s adorable face, framed by the horrific sight of the monstrous man’s most revolting part.

“I’m going to start buzzing Maddie now until I feel your tongue in my ass, Kate. I’m getting impatient. And then I’ll beat the fuck out of you, and you’ll end up doing it anyway. So get going.” Pembroke’s tone was still angry.

Kate closed her eyes and leaned her face in, pressing it against a hairy ass cheek blindly. She moved into the sweaty crevice, braving the smell, and stuck her tongue out until she found the wet center of the valley—his damp, waiting asshole.

It tasted of Maddie’s saliva at first, but as Kate licked harder, she noticed the foul-smelling insides and began to gag. She fought the urge, telling herself to persevere. Her daughter stroked her back affectionately, proud of her mother’s effort.

“Maddie, suck my cock while your Mummy keeps her tongue in my ass. Keep going until I cum,” Pembroke said matter-of-factly, lying back and enjoying the sun on his face, the wind over his naked body, and the mouths of a beautiful mother and daughter on his genitalia. What more could a man want?