Home Invasion
Copyright© 2025 by JDlit71
Chapter 2
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Greta uses difficult circumstances for revenge on her mom while learning the hard way about growing up.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Ma Fa Teenagers Blackmail Coercion Consensual NonConsensual Reluctant Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Mother Daughter BDSM DomSub FemaleDom Humiliation Rough Interracial Black Male Black Female White Male White Female Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Oral Sex Sex Toys Voyeurism Size Small Breasts Revenge
Greta woke up, surprised, with two cocks stuffed in her mouth. Evidently, Rodney and Harley had some experience with the ability to carefully and quietly remove the dildo mask as she lay sound asleep. They had worked together on this and other tricks, but they really enjoyed waking up a slut by stuffing her mouth with their huge pricks.
Greta screamed because she was in a deep sleep, dreaming of a group of men who had invaded her home and taken control of her and her mother. Once she realized it wasn’t a dream, panic set in. Then she remembered having multiple orgasms and all the attention she was getting from the men the night before.
As she allowed the two men to fuck her mouth freely, her foggy mind began to wander. She realized that she was on the floor of her mother’s room, and the giggling and moaning coming from the bed she laid next to belonged to the two women who used her and her mother the night before. Although Greta wasn’t a lesbian, she couldn’t help being curious about what that “team” had to offer.
As she mindlessly sucked the two men, who were groping her tits and fingering her pussy, she remembered her anger for her mother. Suddenly, one of the men slapped her face hard.
WHACK!
“Wake up little piggy. You need to pay attention unless you want to end up like your pig mother,” Harley said as he stood and pulled Greta up by her red hair.
“I need my ass cleaned and you’ve been selected as the sow for the job. Now, in case you need some motivation, here’s what we can bring to the table,” Rodney said as he attached the clover clamps to her small nipples.
Greta screamed as the clamps pinched her nipples. Her large pale areolas quickly shrunk as Rodney inflicted the pain. Next, he fingered her pussy and stimulated her clit for several minutes as the pain turned to pleasure for Greta. Her young, tender pussy lips were still sore from the night before, but Rodney knew exactly what to focus on to get her wet. Once she was moist, he slipped another clamp directly onto her clit. Again, she screamed, but this time her scream was muffled as Harley turned around and held his ass cheeks apart while Rodney shoved poor Greta’s mouth onto his ass. He pressed the back of her head hard so that she had no choice but to open her mouth to breathe as her nose filled the crack at the top of Harley’s hairy ass.
“That’s it, little piggy. Really get in there with your tongue. The quicker you clean both of us, the quicker those clamps come off. And then the real fun starts! Bull has a fun day planned for your ass, starting with sucking all of our dicks and using that milk in your cereal for breakfast,” Harley said laughing.
“Either that or no breakfast for you, little piggy,” Rodney added as he watched Greta continue rimming Harley.
“Speaking of, you’ll get to meet Bully after they take your piggy mom to the cleaners!” Sam chimed in. “He absolutely loves peanut butter by the way, in case you don’t know.”
“Whoa, I gotta see this!” Harley added. “I hadn’t heard Bully was coming by. He loves red heads.”
Bull was removing Pamela from the steel horse in the tub. She was sound asleep when he arrived so he turned on the water to wake her up. The freezing cold water from the shower overhead made her jolt as soon as it hit her back. The weights attached to her nipples flailed about underneath her as she screamed into the steel horse dildo stuffed in her mouth. She was completely immobilized and this entertained Bull immensely. As she struggled to free herself from the steel dildos in her ass and mouth, Bull’s Doberman lapped water from inside the tub.
“Good morning piggy. Are you ready to clean my ass? I’m ready for you to. I’ve already been at work for two fucking hours while you’ve been here snoozing in the tub. Life of luxury. You got it so good and you don’t even know it,” Bull said, seemingly disgusted.
He disconnected the dildo in her mouth and ass and removed them both. She fell face forward due to the lack of support for her upper body. She was still cuffed behind her back and that was when Bull realized he didn’t have a key for the cuffs.
“Well piggy, looks like you’re already dressed for the day. I don’t have a key for the cuffs and I don’t have time to find one before I drop you off at your job.”
He lifted her up by her hair, which he loved doing because it reminded his whores that he was in control and they were completely dependent on him for everything. He placed her chin on the side of the tub. He stood over her, watching and thinking about how he wanted to humiliate her next. She was so easy to manipulate and exploit.
He decided to flip her onto her back with her head resting, face up, on the side of the tub. This way, he didn’t have to get on his knees for a rimming or a blowjob.
“Open wide,” he said as he straddled her head and shoved his dick down her hungry throat. “By the way, your diet for the day is cum, so I hope you enjoy it!”
She opened her throat and allowed his cock to slide down until it rested easily in her gullet. She was hoping he would appreciate her ability to swallow his big dick without gagging, but he never mentioned it. Instead, he grabbed her nose and pinched it. The clamps, still attached to her nipples, were holding strong to the chains connected to the weights. Both weights were dangling off the side of her body as the clamps pulled her nipples tightly to her sides. He chuckled and then picked up the left clamp and tossed it to the opposite side of her. Then, he did the exact same thing to the other as Pamela winced at the pain in her nipples.
Satisfied with his efforts he began throating her hard. Her head slammed against the side of the fiberglass tub as he pounded her face mercilessly. He quickly grew tired of the banging sound of her head and decided to change course. He stood slightly and grabbed her hair and rocked her head up and down violently as he throat fucked her opened mouth as fast as he could manipulate it. His attempts to scratch his itch and cum were simply not giving him what he needed. He stopped and dropped Pamela into the tub and walked away cursing.
Ten minutes later, Bull returned with a thick black collar. He placed it around Pamela’s neck and adjusted it so that it was very tight. She could feel metal inserts protruding against her throat once the collar was secured.
“Now pig. Let’s see how your throat does with that,” Bull said proudly as he shoved his dick back into her mouth. “Ready Sam?”
Now Bull was holding her head firmly by her hair as he began fucking her throat again. Suddenly, a violent shock zapped Pamela’s neck and she screamed.
“Fuck! YES! That’s fucking it! Keep doing that, Sam!” Bull yelled as the current zapped his cock, lodged in Pamela’s throat.
ZAP! ZAP! ZAP! ZAP!
Sam could see Bull throat fucking Pamela’s face as she lay on the bed with Flo between her legs licking her pussy. She was timing her button pressing just as Bull’s cock was bottoming out in Pamela’s gullet. The dog shock collar was zapping them both. Bull had turned the stun feature all the way up to maximum shock and allowed Sam to control the shocks from the comfort of Pamela’s bed. Pamela’s throat was now a wet shock hole for Bull’s dick.
ZAP! ZAP! ZAP!
It took less than two minutes of skull fucking Pamela, with the shock collar zapping his dick, before he was cumming like a madman, shaking her head back and forth. He unloaded the final spurts of cum into the back of her throat as Sam held the zapping button down continuously. Pamela was choking and trying to swallow his thick load as she rubbed her thighs together trying to capture any amount of friction on her clit. Once Bull saw her attempt at pleasuring herself, he stood up and grabbed her by the throat and dragged her out of the tub, then threw her on the bathroom floor. She laid there moaning and purring, still trying to get some satisfaction between her legs. Sam saw what was happening and instantly pressed the button on the remote control. Pamela jerked and flailed about on the floor as Bull stood laughing.
“Please Daddy, fuck my pussy, please? I need your big dick to slam my pussy, just one time, please Daddy,” Pamela begged.
“Nope. Nothing touches your skanky pussy for a week. Your ass is the best you’ll get, and that starts in one hour,” Bull said sternly.
He picked her up off the floor, dumped her in the enclosed shower, turned on the water and closed the door so she had nowhere to hide from the freezing water.
“I’m leaving you in there for five minutes and then we’re heading for my business. You might wanna try and get some of that stank off of you while you’re in there, especially your ass. You’re gonna be pretty busy for the next 24 hours. Don’t worry about clothes. You’re going exactly like you are right now,” Bull said.
Greta was placed on her knees with her hands cuffed behind her back as the men formed a line in front of her. A timer was set. She had thirty minutes to collect as much cum as possible for her breakfast. A one quart pitcher was placed next to her so she could keep it all in one place. She hired Flo, by licking her cunt and giving her an orgasm, to give each of the men a handjob while they waited for her to suck them. More recruits were brought in and now there were ten men standing in the living room waiting for her to service them. Some of the men worked with either Rodney or Harley, some worked for Bull, and the rest were homeless guys they brought from the south side of town.
Rodney, Harley, and Jack went back to crash at their place. Flo would call them later after Bull had dropped off Pamela and they would come back for the afternoon entertainment. Sam was filming Greta as she sucked the men. She would use it later to extort money from Pamela and Greta. The decision was made to use the video footage as blackmail if Pamela and her daughter didn’t pay Sam & Bull weekly. They could pay $200 weekly or they could suck and fuck for Bull or Sam, but they would only keep $5 for a blowjob and $10 for a fuck. Anything else belonged to Sam and Bull. Of course, neither Pamela nor Greta knew anything about this. As far as they were concerned, their lives would return to normal once her husband came home next Sunday.
Bull pulled his truck around back and delivered Pamela inside his laundry mat. His assistant, Helen, had already created a sign for the front window that read, “Sunday Special Blow & Clean - Details Inside”.
Pamela was placed on her knees in the small folding room at the rear of the store. Instructions were given that she needed to fill the Mason Jar next to her with cum before she could return home. Sunday was Bull’s busiest day and there was usually no shortage of customers, but whenever he ran a special, his business generally tripled. Once word spread throughout the community that there was a white woman giving free blowjobs to every paying customer, the line formed and quickly wrapped around the building. Groups of men had already learned to manipulate the system. They would enter individually with an article of clothing, usually found on the side of the road on the way to Bull’s Laundry Mat. Then, once they were inside, they would pool their money together for one load. Then, after they each received their blowjob, they would leave the laundry. Bull still made money and it helped clean up the neighborhood, so everyone benefited, with the exception of Pamela of course.
After two straight hours of sucking off men from all walks of life, her jaws ached and she was unable to properly fulfill her duties. Bull knew this would be the case and he always had a backup plan. Today was no different. He had Helen create two signs. One sign read, “Pull Hair For Better Service “ and the other read “Pull Nipples For Ultimate Service”. The men, of course, experimented with both techniques and Pamela learned quickly how to extrapolate the most cum from each customer. What she didn’t know was that when the quart jar was almost full, Bull had given instructions to several regular customers to pour out half the jar when Pamela wasn’t looking. Once the line of customers was down to less than five, he allowed her to fill the jar. He returned promptly at 5:00, and announced that the special was over. He loaded Pamela up into the back of his truck and took her to his other business, which was a car wash located just down the road from his Laundry Mat.
He pulled into one of the empty bays and opened the tailgate and unleashed the icy cold streaming water on Pamela’s sleeping body. She was still cuffed behind her back and had no way of escaping the frigid jet stream of cold water as he washed her off.
“No cum soaked bitch is gonna get in my truck. Besides, we gotta make you presentable for this evening. You and your slutty daughter are gonna entertain a whole bunch of people. How does that sound?” Bull asked, smiling.
“It sounds wonderful Daddy! I can’t wait!” Pamela answered, chattering enthusiastically. She was beginning to enjoy her role.
He left her in the back of the truck and drove to her house. She still wasn’t dried off from the hose down at the car wash, so he left her outside to dry while he made arrangements inside for the guests.
Flo had tied Greta up in the bathroom so that Bull could decide what her duties would be until she and Pamela would be used later for the evening’s entertainment. She had finished her “breakfast duties” and guzzled down the cereal by noon, so she had been tied up for six hours.
“I thought Rodney and Harley would be back by now, but they haven’t called or texted since they left this morning. She’s tied up in the bathroom and I’ve been gone all day performing tasks for Flo, so I’m guessing she’s probably hungry,” Flo said.
“No problem. Rodney and Harley have been busy getting things ready for tonight. Have any neighbors been by while you were here?”
“No, but that Frank guy left a note on the back door. He asked the pig to call him when she gets a chance. Something about her daughter?” Flo explained.
“Hmmm, I think Miss Piggy needs to make a phone call and invite him over.”