The Bikers Fund Raising Party
by Ted E. Bear
Copyright© 2025 by Ted E. Bear
Incest Sex Story: A mother, two teenage daughters, one teenage son plus 2 teenage friends of the family are abducted by a gang of motorcycle thugs. They are taken to bikers' headquarters where the women are used by the leader of the gang to raise money from the other members. The women are bound and stripped and made to perform sex acts with the bikers as well as with each other.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Mult Teenagers Blackmail NonConsensual Rape Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Crime Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Daughter Humiliation Rough Sadistic Torture Gang Bang Orgy Interracial Black Female White Male White Female Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Tit-Fucking .
Being a single mother of two teenage girls and a teenage boy is no easy task. My husband abandoned us years ago leaving me the responsibility of raising our kids. I always do my best in looking after my children trying to make sure they are safe and stay out of trouble. But as I would find out, there is a lot of evil out there. My shrink thinks it would be good therapy for me to write down what happened to us on that fateful night last month.
Before I start, let me tell you a little about us.
My name is Carla, I am 35 years old and am told I have a very nice figure. I’m 5’7”, weigh 125 lbs. and my measurements are 36C 26 36. I have light brown shoulder length hair and I work out constantly to keep my shape.
My oldest daughter is Julie, she is a 17 year old high school senior with a figure that gets constant attention from the male population. She is 5’5’’ and weighs 115lbs. Her chest is overly developed measuring 38DD. That coupled with her 24 inch waist and 36 inch hips makes her very popular with the boys. Her thick wavy red hair is a little shorter than mine and like most red heads, she has a pale complexion and freckles. She knows she has a great shape and has a tendency to flaunt it by wearing revealing outfits.
My son Dave, is 16 years old and a junior in high school. He is very athletic and a sports fanatic.
My youngest daughter is Gloria and she is 15 years old and a high school sophomore. She is very petite and a late developer. She is just 5 feet tall and weighs 98 lbs. Her fine straight blonde hair extends halfway down her back making her sister and myself envious. Her breasts have just started to mature, as she has recently grown out of her training bra and into a 32A cup. She has a very tiny waist at 21” and her hips are equally small measuring a mere 32”. Her late development is a constant source of embarrassment to her especially since her older sister is so big on top and like most older sisters, Julie teases Gloria about it all the time as does Dave. Due to her small features, people often mistake Gloria’s age, thinking she is 13 or 14 years old.
On that fateful night, Julie’s best friend, Shantay, a 17 year old African-American was with us. She has a very nice shape too, slightly larger than average breasts, a small waist and a full round rear end like so many black women have. Shantay wears her pitch black hair in tight braids extending down to her shoulders that is the style today with the younger crowd. Also with us was Dave’s best friend Bert. Bert is 16 years old also and a junior too. He is into weight lifting and very muscular. Both he and Shantay spend a lot of time at our house and I consider them almost family. I know Gloria has a crush on him but from what I can tell, Bert is infatuated by Julie and her overly developed body. But since he is an underclassmen, Julie wouldn’t even consider dating him. We had all piled into my full size conversion van for a evening of shopping at the mall. The mall parking lot was crowded so I parked the van near the edge of the lot. As the six of us got out of the van, a group of motorcycles passed us with the typical whistles and cat calls.
We ignored them and continued towards the mall entrance. They turned around and pulled up behind us, following us as we walked. I could hear their loud engines but told the kids to keep walking. They began saying things like “nice wiggle momma “ and “I think I’m in love” and “want some fries with that shake honey”. Even though they were right behind us, we didn’t acknowledge their presence. Once inside the mall, Julie and Shantay went their own way, Dave and Bert did too while Gloria and I went ours after agreeing to meet back here at the entrance at 9pm. Gloria and I took a leisurely walk around the mall picking up a few items and returned to the entrance at 9pm. Moments later, the others joined us. Julie said “ Mom two of those biker guys followed us around and kept inviting us to a party they were having tonight.” “They were skeevy and gave me the creeps so we told them to get lost but they wouldn’t leave us alone.” “They kept telling Shantay they loved chocolate candy and then laughed in a vulgar and disgusting tone”. Shantay said “ we saw a mall cop and started chatting with him and when we turned around, the bikers were gone.”
I guess I should have had a cop escort us to the car but it wasn’t the first time Julie had been the target of some guy’s lewd comments about her body. I didn’t see any of the bikers around so I said “lets go home”. The six of us walked to the van without incident and I had just about put it out of my mind thinking just another couple of horny but harmless guys. I pressed the remote to open the two front doors as well as the side door of the van, Gloria and I hopped in the front while the others opened the sliding side door and jumped in the back.
Instantly a hand wrapped around my mouth and a knife was placed against my throat. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Gloria with a knife to her throat. I heard a loud commotion from the back of the van and in the rear view mirror I could see several bikers holding Shantay and Julie as well as Dave and Bert. The guy holding me told me to keep my mouth shut or he’d slice me open. Gloria and I were forced to the back of the van. It all happened so fast, there was six of them, one restraining each of us and they were armed and too powerful to do anything about it, even Bert with his muscular build. They forced us to lie on our stomachs side by side then they handcuffed our hands behind our backs and gagged & blindfolded us.
Then we were what I believe is called hog tied as they tied our ankles together, pulled our legs up to our arms and tied them there. I heard the bikers talking themselves saying “we’ll get the bikes, you guys drive the van to the location and we’ll meet you there”. I think two of them left and we drove off with all of us laying on the floor in the back. I could here muffled groans coming from the girls but couldn’t move due to being tied up so tight. All the books on surviving an abduction say do what ever you can to prevent the attacker from taking you from the scene because the odds of being seriously injured or killed increase ten fold when the attacker gets you on his turf. But there was nothing I could have done once we were in the van. We drove for about 30 minutes before stopping. The van door was thrown open and we were pulled out and carried to this little room. They untied our legs, stood us up against a wall and removed the blindfolds while keeping us gagged and wrists cuffed behind our backs.
There stood six of the nastiest bikers I had ever seen, all dressed in worn leather jackets, long hair and scruffy beards. Their leader stepped forward with this huge knife in his hand and said “welcome, my name is Spike and I’m the leader of this gang.” “We are having a little party and fund raiser”, “You see we need money for our new headquarters and you girls are going to help us get it by volunteering to be nice girls and you two guys are going to watch and keep your mouths shut.” “All you have to do is do exactly what you are told for the next few hours and you’ll be home safe and sound before you know it. But if you misbehave, all bets are off and there is no telling where you might end up by the end of the night. Is that clear?”
I nodded my head yes and the nasty biker walked over to me and said “good cause I wouldn’t want to have to carve that pretty face of yours up” as he ran his knife over my cheeks and chin. He removed my gag and went down the line, removing Gloria’s and Julie’s, when he got to Shantay, she spit at him and said “get your hands off me creep”. One of the other guys went behind her and grabbed her arms so she had to stand up straight. Without warning, Spike reared back and punched her in the stomach, knocking the wind out of her. He punched her twice more in the stomach as the other guy held her up. With the wind knocked out of her, she couldn’t even scream. Spike slapped her across her face then backhanded her with the same hand. He took his other hand slapped her face from the other side then backhanded her again. He slapped her face back and forth ten to twelve times before asking her if she was going to be a good girl or if she needed more persuasion. He place the point of the knife against her throat and started putting more and more pressure on it. Shantay was shaking her head up and down quickly as she had already got more than she bargained for.
He said “now ladies, I’ll ask again, are you going to be good girls” We all shook our head yes. All the professional advise says to do what your attacker says so as to not provoke him or get him angry and your chances of being injured decrease dramatically. So I said “kids, do what he says”.
He walked over to Dave and Bert and said “so either of you tough guys want to be a hero and try to save these poor damsels in distress.” Both boys shook their heads no as they knew they were over matched. Spike came over to me and asked me my name as his eyes looked me over. I was wearing a pair of black dress pants, white button up blouse and black loafers, the way he looked at my body made me feel dirty inside. I told him it was Carla and asked him to let the kids go and just use me. He laughed and asked me how old I was and if these kids were mine.
I told him I was 35 and the two girls next to me were mine as well as the shorter of the two boys.
He said “well mom, I think we need all of you ladies tonight” “ I mean you are looking very fine but so are these ladies” He moved in front of Gloria and said “so little blondie, what is your name and how old are you. She said “its Gloria and I’m 15”. She was wearing a pair of blue jeans, sneakers, and a Backstreet Boys tee shirt that she had tucked in. She usually wore loose shirts so she didn’t bring attention to her small chest.
He said “Gloria, that’s a nice name” then he put the knife against her throat and said “ so Gloria, have you ever been fucked”. She nervously shook her head no. He started running his fingers through her hair and said “so have you let any of your boyfriends touch your tits or pussy?”
Gloria again shook her head no, I wanted to jump over to this slob and slap his face and make him take his greasy fingers off my baby girl but I knew it would do no good and only make matters worse. So I stood there as he continued to stroke her hair and said “A 15 year old virgin with long blonde hair and a great tan, I’d say you are going to get us a lot of donations, Gloria.” The scum moved over in front of Julie and eyed her up from top to bottom. She was wearing a short black pleated mini skirt, sandals, and a red V neck knit shirt that hugged her every curve and showed a large amount of her ample cleavage.
I figured she wished she had dressed more conservatively like her sister as she stood there with this creep leering at her body.
He said “so babe, what’s your name and how old are you”? She responded with “its Julie and I’m 17”. Spike said “so I see you are Gloria’s big sister in more ways than one” as he stood there staring at her breasts.
He said “so we have a fiery red head with freckles all over the place,” “how far down do they go?” He placed the tip of his knife against the V part of her shirt and lifted it away from her body an inch or so trying to see more of her breasts.
He said “looks good from here honey, do you know there is only one way to see if you’re a natural red head”? He slid the knife down the middle of her shirt and down her skirt till he got to the hem line. Then he started raising Julie’s skirt as sort of a test or something while saying “I know with a body like this, you ain’t no virgin but with a set of jugs like that, you are going to get us some big donations too”. She didn’t move and looked straight ahead. The dirtbag moved over to Shantay who was wearing a super tight pair of white jeans, sneakers, and a button up pink shirt that she had taken the tails and tied them around her waist making it a midriff.
Spike said “ I think we got off on the wrong foot but I’m willing to start over. What is your name honey and how old are you?”
She said “it’s Shantay and I’m 17 too.”
He said “well you ain’t related to these ladies are you” Shantay told him Julie was her best friend. He eyed her body over and said “I think you are going to be a big money maker too cause a lot of guys like chocolate candy.”
He walked in front of Dave and said “so you’ve got a babe for a mom and two super hot sisters, ever see any of them naked” Dave shook his head no so Spike said “well that’s a shame isn’t it, I bet you’d like to see them naked wouldn’t you.”
Nervous and embarrassed, Dave just shrugged his shoulders. I knew better as he was like all other 16 year old boys, only thinking about two things, girls breasts and sex. And it didn’t matter who’s breasts as long as the were naked. As a matter of fact, just a few weeks earlier, Julie complained to me saying she saw Dave and Bert peering in her bedroom window trying to watch her change. Spike moved to Bert and said “how about you, would you like to see any of these ladies naked or are you a homo.”
Bert sheepishly said “I guess I’d like to see them naked”. Spike said “well maybe you will get your wish tonight.”
I had previously caught Bert trying to look down my shirt on numerous occasions and I knew how he felt about Julie so there was no doubt he would enjoy seeing us naked. Spike said “now ladies we are going to go in this other room and make some money, if any of you say or do anything wrong, there is no 2 nd chances, you will regret it for a long, long time, do you understand?” We all nodded yes and I said again to the girls “girls do what you’re told”. Spike said “each of you ladies gets her own personal escort” and pointed to the four nasty bikers standing there. We were made to turn around and face the wall. Then a black dog collar was placed tightly around my neck. My arms, which were handcuffed behind my back, were pushed up the small of my back to just below my shoulder blades and a rope was tied from the cuffs to the dog collar so I couldn’t lower them.
This position made me arch my back and thus pushing my breasts out in front so they were pressed firmly against my blouse. My supposed escort turned me around so I was facing him and attached a leash to my collar. I looked over and saw all three of the girls tied the same way with their arms painfully pushed up their back and their breasts being forced to stick way out in front. I noticed even the outline of Gloria’s little budding breasts could be seen pressing against her tee shirt. They each had a leash attached to their dog collars too with a disgusting looking biker holding it and standing next to them. They gagged us again but didn’t blindfold us. I didn’t think the girls really knew what was going on yet, especially Gloria who was still so naive but I had a pretty good idea. Spike said “ok people its showtime” as he opened the door to this big open room.
The four of us girls were led into the room by our leashes one right after the other, I was first followed by Gloria, Julie and Shantay. My worst fears were instantly realized. There were 20 to 25 bikers sitting on fold up chairs all facing this home made platform. The platform was about 12 inches high and measured 10 ‘ by 4’. Attached to it was a runway type extension that was 2’ by 4’. I figured that was going to be our stage. There were two or three video cameras mounted on tripods and facing the platform. Our escorts led us past the front row of chairs and on to the stage. They stood us side by side facing the makeshift runway extension and the line of chairs.
The boys were led over to the side of the first row of chairs and made to stand facing the platform. Their wrists were tied together with rope and the rope was thrown over the overhead rafter. The bikers pulled on the rope until both boy’s arms were stretched out over their heads and they were practically standing on their tip toes, then the rope was tied off so they couldn’t move. I looked out at the gang of motor cycle thugs.
There were three rows of chairs with 6 or 7 seats per row, each filled with the scruffiest dirtiest guy I’d ever seen and all of them drinking whiskey and beer. They all had long hair, unkept beards, tattoos, piercings, bandannas, and leather everything. There were a few who looked in there 20s but the majority were guys 30 to 45 with big beer guts who were still stuck in the past. I saw a few who had to be in their 50s and I thought those guys are not only old enough to be Gloria and Julie’s father but also grandfather. There were also a few women in the audience who looked like major dykes.
Spike said “ok everyone, as you know we need money for our headquarters and since you guys are too cheap to donate, we figured we’d give you something for your money. These ladies have volunteered their time and effort to help us raise the money. You guys can consider this sort of like a strip club only better, so I hope you all brought a lot of cash.” He continued saying “let me introduce the ladies, first here is Carla, she is 35 and the mom of these two young ladies to her left as well as this young man over here. Next to Carla is Gloria, her youngest daughter, she is 15 and although I shouldn’t be telling you this, she is a virgin. Next is Julie, she’s the big sister and is 17 years old. Last but not least is our chocolate candy, Shantay, she’s 17 also and Julie’s best friend.”
He said “without further delay, lets get started, just to show you we are a different type of strip club, we’ll give you a little something for free.”
He pointed to my escort and told him to bring me out in front to the edge of the runway. By my leash which was degrading enough, he led me out in front as told. Then the leader told the bikers that unlike other strip clubs, pictures are allowed and next week there will be a contest on who took the best photos and also the video will be ready by then and for sale.
So not only was it humiliating standing up here in front of 25 men but being photographed and video taped in who knows what kinds of positions and situations made it much worse.
Spike said “any of you guys want to see more of mom’s body?” The gang of lowlifes all cheered the idea. So Spike nodded his head to my escort who pulled out his knife and began slicing the buttons off my blouse. Once the last button popped off, he opened up my blouse and pulled it off my shoulders revealing my bare stomach and white bra.
I heard the clicking of the cameras and the flashes going off as the photo contest began. My escort used his knife and cut my blouse the rest of the way off me and threw it in the corner. He quickly unsnapped and unzipped my dress pants and pulled them down to my ankles leaving me standing there in just my matching bra and panties in front of all these slobs and my kids. I was glad my bra was made of thick material as it hid the fact that my nipples were hard. I guess it was out of fear or the rush of having my blouse ripped off that made my nipples become erect but I definitely didn’t want these hoodlums to think that I was aroused. I was made to turn around to show the audience my rear end as the crude comments began to flow from their mouths and the clicking of the cameras continued. I was then led back to my spot on the stage and the leader motioned for Shantay to be brought forward. She was led by her leash out to the front which I figured had to really bother her, being black and all. Plus all the bikers were white making Shantay the only black person in the room, which had to be intimidating and frightening.
Her escort grabbed both sides of her pink blouse and just ripped it open, then used his knife to shred it and pull it off the rest of the way. Shantay had on a shiny red silk bra that contrasted beautifully with her dark brown skin. It was very sheer and her nipples could be seen poking out. As I thought, the crude comments about her nipples began. Her escort unzipped her white jeans and after a bit of a struggle, he pulled them down over her ass and let them fall to the floor. That was met with cheers and lust filled laughter as Shantay had on a pair of sexy, little, white thongs. It seemed everyone had a camera as flashes were coming fast and furious with all lenses focused on Shanatay’s scantily clad body. The bikers started saying “turn her around and lets see that big sweet black ass of hers”.
She was turned around so the men could check out her rear end. Her white thong went right up the crack of her behind, disappearing between her cheeks and thusly exposing her entire butt. The bikers definitely liked that and were getting rowdier and drunker by the minute. Shantay kept her composure and didn’t utter a sound or try to resist. Her escort led her back to her spot so now her and I were standing on the platform in just our underwear. Julie was led out to the runway next. Spike said “as you can see, Julie has an awesome body and likes to show it so she has no problems with giving us better look, so keep those cameras buzzing.” Her escort pulled out his knife and cut a 2 inch slice in the bottom of her knit shirt and then grabbed both sides and ripped it open revealing her black satin bra. He cut her shirt all the way off her and threw it over with mine. He then yanked her black mini skirt down without even unzipping it revealing her skimpy panties. Julie stood there in only her matching black bra and panties with her overly developed breasts straining against the silk material of her bra due to her arms still being tied up her back. The outline of her nipples were really protruding through the material, making it very clear to everyone in the place that they were indeed erect. The bikers hooted and hollered making lewd nasty remarks as she was made to turn around slowly displaying her lingerie covered body.
These punks were saying ignorant comments about how big her chest was, that she must like showing it off cause her nipples are hard and how sexy her freckles were and debating whether her pubic hair was red or not. I had to stand there helpless to defend my daughter from these creeps. Julie was brought back and Gloria led forward. Spike started stroking her hair and telling the guys how silky soft it was and how much he liked long blonde hair. He outlined her lips with his finger and said “and a nice pair of full pouty lips” He said “now since Gloria is a virgin, maybe we should take it slow with her.” He untucked her tee shirt then immediately pulled it inside out up over her head. It got stuck around the dog collar leaving Gloria’s head momentarily inside it so he slashed it to shreds and discarded it, revealing Gloria’s brand new white 32A cup bra. Spike said “the hell with slow and easy”, then unzipped her jeans and pulled them down to her ankles exposing her white panties. Gloria stood there in just her bra and panties as the perverts leered at her juvenile body covered in only her skimpy underwear. She had been going to the tanning salon and had a deep dark tan which accented her white bra and panties.
I tried not to listen to what the bikers were saying about my baby girl or think about the photos being taken and how embarrassed she must be up there. Her escort turned her around giving the guys a view of her little rear end and then brought her back next to me. Spike told our escorts to walk us down in front of the chairs so everyone could get a closer look. Led by our leashes, we were paraded back and forth in front of the gang like some sort of prized pet. Our leashes were pulled down towards the floor making us bend over at the waist and we were also forced to squat down with our legs spread. It was then that I realized that not only were these guys looking to make some money with us, but that they were enjoying humiliating us and it was going to be a long night. I tried not to look at Dave and Bert as I didn’t want to see them staring at us but I was sure they were.
They walked us back up to platform and lined us up again, this time, Gloria was to my right, Julie to my left and Shantay next to her.
Spike said “ok gentlemen its time to break out the wallets, that’s the end of the free portion of the evening.” He pointed at me and I was pulled out to the front again.
He said “ok guys, open for bid now is Mom’s bra, the highest bidder gets to remove it from her and keep it”. He walked around behind me, pulled my bra strap out and read the label, then announced “36C”. I could tell I was blushing, telling a women’s bra size is worse than telling her age or weight. I heard someone say 5 bucks, then $6, $8 $10 and finally $20. This big dude walked up and handed over his $20. He walked up and stood right in front of me, staring at my bra.
He said “You’re one fine lady, lets see what you got” He opened a switch blade and slide the blade under one of the shoulder straps. With a flick of his wrist, he cut through the strap and it snapped back hitting my back. I didn’t move a muscle for fear of getting cut. I couldn’t believe I was about to be stripped naked in front of a gang of motor cycle thugs while my daughters and son watched. He quickly sliced through the other strap then reached around me purposely pressing his chest and stomach against me and unclasped my bra hooks.
He took a step backwards removing my bra and revealing my naked breasts to the whole gang. I could tell my nipples were hard but didn’t dare look down or at any of the bikers although I couldn’t help but hear the clicking of the cameras. Spike said “so what do we have there”. The big dude threw my bra around his neck and said “well we got a nice set of medium sized tits, just a hint of sag giving them a nice slope”. “Her brown circles are about the size of a silver dollar and her nipples are a dark brown, fully erect and sticking out about ½ inch. She sunbathes in a bikini top as shown by the triangle tan lines framing her milky white melons.”
I could feel goose bumps forming on my stomach and chest as the thought of these slime bags staring at my exposed breasts over took me. With my arms still tied up to the small of my back, my breasts were pushed way out. I heard one guy say “hey mom, I’m thirsty, Got Milk”. Everyone laughed. Another guy yelled out “if my mom had tits like that, I’d still be nursing” which generated more laughter. My escort pulled my leash and made me turn in a slow circle so the group could see me from all angles. I happened to look at the girls as I was turning and facing them. They had this look of total fear in their eyes as they watched me being stripped and humiliated. Gloria looked especially horrified as she was staring at my naked chest in a semi trance. Once I was turned back around facing the front, Spike said “so does anyone want to see her pussy”. “This ain’t no topless only joint, we do full nudity” He continued saying “what’s the bid for her panties”. The bidding stopped at $20 again and this long hair slob with a huge beer gut came forward and handed over his $20. He stood in front of me staring at my breasts and then slowly knelt down so his face was even with my white panties. He grabbed the waist band at the outside of both my legs and slowly pulled my panties down to my knees, his eyes locked on my pubic area and he said “oh man, that’s one hairy pussy”.
I had forgotten that my recent boy friend liked the full ‘natural’ look so I hadn’t trimmed my pubic area in a long time. The biker pulled my panties the rest of the way down and made me step out of them. Guys in the back row were moving around trying to get a better look or camera angle. Now I was totally nude except for the black leather dog collar around my neck, and the vulgar comments about my untrimmed bush were coming from all directions. My escort made me turn in slow circle again this time so the guys could see my bare behind. I knew the comments about my untanned white butt cheeks and the tan line around them were going to start since I also sunbathe with a bikini bottom on and the group got such a thrill over the tan lines on my breasts.
I tried not to listen as just knowing these slobs were looking at my nude body was bad enough let alone having to endure their disgusting comments. It made me feel so cheap and vulnerable. While my rear was still facing the bikers, my leash was yanked down forcing me to bend over at the waist and thus exposing more of my rear end. I was then turned back around and made to spread my legs, then my escort pushed me down into a squatting position revealing more of my crotch. The whole time I was being forced to show my body to these hoodlums, the vulgar remarks continued. To complete the humiliation, I was made to lay down on the platform on my back, my escort stepped over my stomach straddling my body with his feet. He leaned forward grabbing my ankles and pulled my legs up in the air and spread them wide open. I laid there with my legs straight up and spread open exposing my entire crotch. Spike told the guy with my panties to describe what he saw.
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