Chapter 12: My Escape

The video opens to reveal Mom’s bathroom as it was today.

Tears start falling out of my eyes.

The guilt is overwhelming, and overpowering.

And simultaneously my desperate hunger is filling me in lust.

But I can’t continue like this. I can’t watch it.

I close my eyes. Instead, I try to focus on the thing sliding in and out of me in between my legs. I continue to focus on his hands groping my breasts, pinching my nipples, pulling and twisting them.

I can feel the explosion coming nearer and nearer.

I feel a punch land on my stomach.

“Ahhhhhhhhh”, I scream in pain but I continue to move my butt up and down in desperation.

“Fucking bitch ... open your fucking eyes!”, I hear him shout in anger.

I open my eyes to find the video paused. It seems Mom has just entered the bathroom.

I don’t stop moving up and down. I don’t stop feeding my hunger.

He punches me again.

“Did I tell you to close your fucking eyes?”, He asks. I can hear the rage in his voice. It excites me more. I keep moving up and down.

“Fucking whore...”, he says as he tries to push me off of him.

Noooooooon! Anything but that.

“Please noooooo! I will watch ... please”, I say as I resume the video and keep moving up and down on him. I will do anything at this point.

He pauses the video.

“You fucking whore. Uhhhhhh ... you need to learn the fucking lesson!” He says.

But I can sense indecision in his voice. He obviously likes me moving my butt up and down on his thing. If he really wanted to push me off, he could have done it already.

“Please don’t pull it out ... you can still hit me ... please”, I beg as I continue to fuck myself with his thing.

He laughs.

“God ... You really are a fucking desperate whore...”, he says, slaps my breast and gives a hard squeeze. I moan and continue to fuck him. “ ... don’t close your fucking eyes again”, he says, plays the video and goes back to groping my breasts. I keep moving my butt up and down on his thing.

Mom keeps the fresh set of clothes on the hanger and then starts undressing.

She unwraps the saree and removes it.

“Oooooo”, I hear him say delightedly as he sees Mom in her blouse and petticoat.

She keeps the saree on the hanger.

I keep feeling two conflicting feelings. One shame, guilt and disgust at what I am watching. And second hunger and excitement at what is happening to my body. Somehow the first set of feelings is magnifying the second.

Mom unbuttons her blouse and I can feel him squeeze my breasts harder. She takes off her blouse.

“Oooooooo ... look at that!”, he says again as he sees my Mom in her white bra.

Tears are flowing out of my eyes. I am feeling guilty, more guilty than ever but I still feel it throbbing in between my legs. His hands feel incredibly good squeezing my breasts and pulling my nipples.

She removes her bra.

“Fuck! Look at her tits. You are a lucky little slut, aren’t you? You goto suck on those tits!” He says as he starts groping me between my legs with one hand.

I am barely listening. Swirls of lust have completely filled my brain. Shame, guilt and sadness are just heating and pushing these swirls, making them crash into me.

She places the blouse and bra on the hanger and then pulls the lace keeping her petticoat in place.

She pulls down her petticoat making herself completely naked.

I have never seen her completely naked. I force myself not to focus on it even though I am being forced not to look away.

“Wow! Fuck. Look at the disgusting bush”, Ravi says looking at her.

She keeps the petticoat on the hanger too and turns the shower knob.

Ravi pauses the video and pushes it away. He pushes me off.

“Nooooooo!”, I beg and try to climb back. It can’t happen again. Not when the guilt is so strong. I can’t stand the shame without him inside me.

“I am just changing position you fucking door knob!”, He says. I calm down.

He pushes my torso forward making me lie on my belly. I understand and lift my butt as high as I can to make it easier for him. I feel him enter me again and resume moaning in excitement.

He leans forward, grabs my hair, pulls it to lift my face towards the laptop screen, starts fucking me slowly and then resumes the video. He starts groping my breast with his free hand.

I watch my naked mother shower. She wets her hair and shampoos it as my body devours him going in and out of me and his hands kneading my breasts.

After washing away the shampoo, she starts soaping her body. She starts from her neck and works down.

“Shit” I hear him say as he starts fucking me faster and harder when she starts soaping her breasts. I moan louder. I know soon I am going to explode.

She doesn’t leave any skin untouched, she circles the breasts, soaps in between, underneath, she carefully soaps and then moves down to her belly. She soaps her back and then moves on to her thighs and back of the thighs. She bends to soap her legs and then her feet. Fortunately, she bends towards the camera and we can’t see her behind.

In the end, she comes back to soap her butt and in between her legs. She starts lathering and exfoliating the soapy skin with a towel in the same order. She starts from the neck and works down.

“Fuck! Your mommy is in heat! Look at her tits!”, he exclaims. My mom’s nipples have hardened. Most likely it has started to feel cold. I ignore it and keep moaning and devouring him going in and out of me. She moves down her belly and back. She turns to get another towel for her legs but doesn’t turn toward the camera. So when she starts lathering her thighs we are looking at her butt.

He keeps fucking me as we watch her from behind as she bends further and further, she keeps going lower. Now her whole slit is visible. Ravi bites my shoulder and starts drilling me like a beast.

I need this. I needed this so much.

“Do you like it? Do you like watching your whore mother’s cunt?”, He asks with a laugh and smacks my butt.

I ignore the question and keep moaning.

She finally stands and turns towards the shower, towards the camera and turns on the shower. She starts gently washing off the soap with her palm. She starts again from the neck, goes down, behind, and jumps to her thighs, legs and feet.

I have to explode now. But I force myself not to. I want it to be stronger.

In the end, she moves between her legs. She does the same thing there. Rubs her palms to wash off the soap but then she keeps going.

“She is jacking off!” Ravi says.

I watch my mom shove two fingers inside her. She starts pushing them in and out while she rubs the top of her vagina with her thumb. I look at her face, it’s filled with pure lust. I had never seen this expression on her before.

I can’t believe it’s happening. I can’t believe we are watching something so private. We are stealing her dignity, we are stealing her honour! I can’t watch it!

“Please, let me close my eyes”, I plead.

“Shut the fuck up bitch. Keep watching!”, he shouts.

“Please...”, I beg again.

He pauses the video and stops humping.

Panic sets in.

“No ... don’t stop! I will watch it. Sorry!”, I apologise.

“Fucking bitch!”, he shouts and punches my back. He punches me twice more and then starts choking me.

“Sorry ... sorry...” I keep apologising.

“What the fuck do you think you are, you fucking bitch? Because you got some heavy tits on you, you think you can do whatever you fucking want? ... I will kill you and fuck your fucking corpse!” he shouts in rage as he continues to choke me while he is still inside me.

I can’t breathe. I am scared for my life. Yet somehow I feel a massive wave of excitement crash on me. Somehow I am overheating in lust.

He releases my neck and resumes the video and goes back to fucking me. Immediately I start moaning in pleasure.

She starts groping her breasts with the other hand.

It feels overwhelming. My skin had covered itself with goosebumps. Everything, every tissue inside me is begging me for release.

In a couple of minutes, I see her mouth make an “O” before she covers it with her hand. I see her thighs shake uncontrollably.

I realize what’s happening and my mind explodes. My brain goes blank, my eyes roll into my head and my body starts shivering and then shaking. I feel myself pulse in between my legs as I hear myself in overwhelming ecstasy.

He grunts loudly and I suddenly feel his pulse inside me. He keeps fucking as he twitches and pulses in between me. I feel an insane rush of excitement and pride which extends my explosion.

By the time I calm down, Mom is panting in exhaustion.

I feel his soft penis fall out of me, oozing out streaks of his slime down my legs. He climbs down and starts panting beside me.

Almost immediately reality hits me.

I start crying. I am literally the worst friend, worst daughter, and worst human in the world. Who would help a rapist get a nude video of their own mother? A video where my mother masturbates! I stole her dignity and handed it over to this vile fucking monster! I hate myself so much. I am disgusting and pathetic. I don’t deserve to live.

He pulls me into his lap.

“Your mommy is a whore, just like you!” He exclaims. “Did you like watching that?”

“Noooooooooo”, I cry out.

“Liar...” He says teasingly.

“ ... But at least you got to know that your Daddy is a pathetic little faggot...”, he says.

“No!”, I say reflexively. I love my father. I can’t bear to hear someone insult him.

He laughs.

“He obviously is a faggot. He is not fucking satisfying her, she has to nut in the bathroom...”, he says as he laughs.

I don’t reply. I keep weeping and thinking about what just happened.

“ ... but good news, I can try, I can ask my friends to try...” he says.

I don’t know what he means. I keep crying.

“Did you hear? Do you think I can satisfy your mommy?”, he asks.

“She would never...”, I say. I know her. Unlike me, she is a good person.

“I think she would ... when I show her your video from yesterday and this video and tell her I will put them on the internet...”, he says.

Alarm bells go off in my brain. I have to stop him. I have to stop him by any means.