This is pure fiction. Never use what I write in real life and ruin someones life. Fantasies are just that and nothing more. All Characters are over 18 years old
This is a continuation of Emma Chapter 1. You will need to read that first to understand what is taking place in this chapter.
Emma Learns Her Place
Introduction...
Emma has her bags packed and ready to go in the morning, she strips down and slides into her childhood bed for the very last time. She grins as she snuggles in, remembering the events of the day, excited that her life is finally beginning outside this miserable house. Emma's ass and pussy throb from the abuse they received today, making her pussy wet and excited. She slowly rubs her swelling clit as she drifts off to a deep happy sleep.
Departure
The alarm sounds and Emma's eyes flutter open. It takes a moment for her to remember that today is the day she says goodbye to her parents' abusive home. A grin forms, and spreads across her chubby cheeks. She giggles a bit realizing she fell asleep with several fingers buried in her pussy. She pulls them free of her tight twat and licks them clean moaning, loving the taste of her own pussy juices. Emma throws the blankets off and bounds out of the bed. She dresses quickly in the sluttiest clothes she owns, leaving off her bra and panties. Today she has on a button up short sleeve shirt she leaves the top several buttons undone showing off lots of her tit flesh. The shirt material is so light her nipples can be easily seen as dark circles through the fabric. Her tits and fat tummy strain the buttons pulling them making gaps down the front of her shirt. She finds the shortest skirt she has and slides it on. She struggles to get it over her large ass as it is 2 sizes too small. She bought it 3 years ago when she was a bit thinner and younger. The bottom hem falls about an inch below her pussy, and the bottom globes of her ass are clearly visible from the back. Next she slides on her nice tennis shoes because she doesn't own a pair of heels. Last she pulls her hair back in a pony tail and bands it in place. She looks in the mirror hoping she looks slutty enough to excite Mr. Howard.
Emma descends the stairs with her bags in her hands. There stands the bitch, her mother, arms crossed with a scowl on her face. Next to her her father stands jaw dropped gaping at his daughters attire. He averts his eyes because from this angle and Emma still high on the stairs he can clearly see her outer pussy lips. So you are really leaving are you? Her mother says in a snide voice. Yes I am, Emma says not stopping. I do not know who you met or leaving to live with, but we simply can't allow it! Her mother says, raising her voice. Her mother is unhappy, losing her target to control and belittle. We have been over this mother, I am 18 you can't do shit to stop me. Emma notices her father stealing glances at her. She smiles at him as she notices the tent in his pants caused by his hard cock. Wow she thinks, did I cause that? Emma smiles at her father, drops her bags and opens her arms wide to hug him. He has always treated her well. She crushes her father in a hug, smashing her bra less tits into his chest. She can feel his cock poking her through his pants. He returns the hug kissing Emma's cheek. I will miss you baby girl, he says. I will miss you too daddy she says kissing him back then stepping back to pick up her bags again. Her mother blocks her path, arms still crossed. Emma sighs, Look bitch you can get out of my way or I can knock you on your bitchy ass. What will it be? Emma asks with fire in her eyes. Her mother, not having learned from last night, raises a hand to slap down Emma, suddenly a strong hand closes on her wrist and violently pulls her aside clearing the path. ENOUGH!! her father shouts at her mother. Completely out of character for the quiet man Emma has always known. You drove her away, and now you are going to let her go, woman, he says. In fact things are going to change around here starting today or you can pack your shit and get the fuck out of my house. Emma's mother stands in shock not believing her ears. Her husband has always bent to her will, until today. Mom regains her wits and attempts to wrench her wrist from dad's grasp. He bores into her eyes with smoldering fire, his limits finally reached. He squeezes tighter, then slaps his wife as hard as he can across her face. SIT YOUR ASS DOWN BITCH!!! he shouts. Emma's mother, holding her red cheek, walks to a chair and slowly sinks down in shock sitting as she was told to do.
Her father turns to Emma. I am sorry you had to see that but she has been begging for it for years. Emma smiles at her father. Should have happened sooner if you ask me. If you need help training the bitch to behave, call Mr Howard. That is all I will say. I have to go now dad. Love you.. With that Emma picks up her bags again and starts for the door as she hears her father unzip his pants and approach his wife. As the door closes behind her she hears her father command mother to open her whore mouth and suck his cock. Emma smiles and heads for Mr. Howard's house.
Moving in
She rings the bell and waits for a few minutes. No answer. Emma digs out the key he gave her last night and turns the lock, opening the door and entering the house, careful to lock the door behind her. Her eyes adjust to the dim entryway and she sees an empty chair sitting facing the door with a note taped to it.
Slut,
Welcome to my home. Place your bags in the room I have prepared for you. 3 doors down on your left. After that is done, put the chair back in the dining room. I expect you to be in position facing the door when I arrive at 1pm.
Emma looks at the clock on the wall. It is 12:45. If I hurry I can do it, she thinks and hurries down the hall finding the room. She opens the door and places her bags in a corner. The room is bare with only a thin blanket folded in the corner laying on the hardwood floor. Exceptions would be the wrist and ankle restraints held to beams on the wall by heavy chain. Emma hurries to put the chair back in the dining room, then heads back to the entryway sinking to her knees, spreading her thighs wide and placing her hands behind her back. The clock in the sitting area chimes 1pm and about this time Emma realizes she forgot something very important. She shudders in fear and excitement looking down at her clothes. She forgot Mr. Howard forbade her to be dressed while in his house. SHIT she mutters looking around wondering if she can strip fast enough. Just as she starts to bring her hands around to unbutton her shirt she hears a key slide into the lock. DAMN she thinks but quickly looks to the floor and clasps her hands behind her.
Mr. Howard swings the door wide stepping in. He pauses looking down at his new slave. He grins an evil smile and closes the door leaving it unlocked. Well I see you remember how to position slut. Yes master Emma says, knowing well that she is going to be punished. It seems you forgot one of the rules slut, why are you wearing clothes? Master, I was in a hurry to comply with your note and get into position and forgot until it was too late. Please forgive this worthless slut master, Emma says. Excuses are like assholes bitch, everyone has one and they all stink. You must be punished for breaking the rules. Yes Master, Emma says. Her pussy starts to leak at the thought.
Get on your feet whore, Mr. Howard commands. Yes Master says Emma rising standing before her master awaiting her punishment. At least you dressed properly, he says. He reaches out grasping the front of Emma's shirt. He jerks hard and buttons fly everywhere as he rips the thin cloth from her body freeing her tits and gut. He tosses the ruined shirt into a nearby trash can. MMM I do not think that denim skirt will rip easily, he says digging in his pocket. He pulls a large folding knife from his pocket and thumbs a button on its side. With a metallic click the blade springs into place locking. He steps close holding the knife where Emma can see it.. Shivers of fear and excitement course through Emma. Her nipples stiffen. He runs the tip of the razor sharp blade down Emma's cheek, throat, down over her breasts circling each nipple, then down her fat gut. Emma shivers from the feel of the cold steel trailing over her skin. He reaches under the hem of her skirt oh so close to her sensitive pussy and angles the knife up piercing the skirt, then pulls back and down splitting the material easily. He pulls the knife back, closing it. After returning it to his pocket he uses both hands grasping each side of the ruined mini skirt and rips hard, shredding it and pulling it from Emma's ass. He tosses this in the trash as well. Take off those shoes whore he commands. Emma bends down, giving him a perfect view of her hanging tits as she quickly unties her shoes and slips them off, kicking them out of the way. Much better, he says admiring her naked form, noting the drops of pussy juice running down her inner thighs. He chuckles again, and says.. I have found a kinky one this time, oh this is going to be fun.
Shopping
Follow slut, Mr. Howard says. We do not have much time and we are going to get you proper attire for when I allow you to accompany me in public. Yes Master, Emma says following him into the master bedroom. Stay, he commands, pointing at a spot on the floor. Emma stops on the spot not moving as he rummages through a drawer. Yes this will do nicely.. Put this on whore he says tossing Emma a piece of cloth. Emma holds it out to see what it is so she knows how to put it on. There is a hole in the middle of the cloth and nothing else. Emma slips it over her head and lets it fall into place.. It is sheer hiding nothing, her nipples gut and pussy can easily be seen. Next he tosses a nice pair of stylish sandals from the clothset to her.. Wear those. Yes master, she says, slipping her feet into the sandals.
Follow, is all he says as he leaves the room not looking back. Emma hurries to follow him. He opens the front door and exits waiting for Emma to come out. She pauses knowing anyone can see her naked form. I said follow whore! He says. Do not make me say it again slut. Yes Master, Emma says stepping out into the world all but nude. The street is busy with cars passing, and people walking down the sidewalk. To her horror she glances down to her parents house and her father is out front staring at her observing her shame. Emma turns shades of red, humiliated. Mr. Howard walks slowly to his car taking his time so as many people can see his new toy as possible. Many of them Emma has known her whole life. Some point and laugh, some spit insults like whore, slut, trashy bitch. A few mostly men leer with lust in their eyes stopping on the sidewalk to openly stare at her tits bouncing and swaying as she walks to the car. Mr. Howard is grinning and opens the car door for her. She gets in as fast as she can to hide her disgusting body from the people. He closes the door and gets in and starts to drive, not saying a word.
The car slows and stops in front of a shop Emma has never seen before. As they get out of the car more stares, leers, and insults as she follows to the shop door. As they enter, a mid aged woman dressed all in black and showing lots of skin smiles and greets Mr, Howard. Ed, Long time no see, how have you been, she asks, stepping up and hugging him tight. They talk for a few minutes, then Ed gets down to business. I have a new slut sex slave that I need a wardrobe for. The lady nods looking Emma up and down. Plus size this time eh? We can do that. Follow me bitch the lady says.. Emma looks to Ed for permission. He says what are you waiting for?' Emma hurries and catches up with her. They stop at several racks and she hands Emma items that can almost be called clothes. All very revealing and at least two sizes too small. They walk back to the counter, Emma thinking that at least this is over and we can get back home where no one can see my disgusting body. Wrong.. Strip slave, Ed says.. Emma pulls off the sheer, a tear forming in her eye. The shop is busy with several women thumbing through the racks in easy sight as Emma stands nude. Several smile, liking what they see. Emma's pussy starts to leak again, getting excited from the humiliation being inflicted on her. The shop attendant has Emma try on everything. Ed, satisfied with the fit and the slutty look, pays for all the items then ***********s a shelf push up bra that shows at least half of Emma's areolas , and a pair of sheer black shortie shorts. Put them on slut. Yes Sir, Emma says squeezing into the clothes. There now you are a presentable cum dumpster. Everyone that sees you will know you love cock and cum and want all you can get. Are you forgetting something, Whore? Emma thinks for a second, then says Thank you for the new beautiful clothes Sir. Ed smiles.. Let's go. We have guests coming over shortly and we need to prepare. Emma wonders at this new information, but says nothing on the ride back to Ed's house.
When they enter the door and it closes, Emma starts stripping as fast as she can. Ed smiles. Good Slut you are learning. Here take the clothes to your room then meet me in the dungeon. Emma hurries to comply, dropping her new slut wardrobe next to the bags she brought with her this morning.
Punishment
Entering the dungeon Ed is waiting for her. Now Slut, your punishment for being dressed in the house.. Emma groans, she had thought the outfit he made her wear in public was the punishment. Yes Master she says, standing awaiting his orders. Stand against the X cross slut.. Yes master, she says walking to the heavy wooden X beamed Cross, she turns and places her back against the rough lumber. Ed kneels strapping her ankles tight to the beams. Lift your arms. Emma lifts her arms to the top of the X and they are strapped down tightly to the beam. She is now helpless, nude and horny, anticipating what Ed might do to her worthless body. Open your mouth bitch Ed says. Emma opens as wide as she can. Ed forces a large ball gag between her teeth painfully stretching her jaw until it slips past her teeth into place. He fastens the leather band around her head under her hair. Nice Ed says.. Just as it should be. He says, next he ***********s a few items from the shelves bringing them over laying them out where Emma can see the torture toys. Her eyes widen in fear. Ed first chooses a riding crop and bends it in his hands testing its flex. He steps to the side and swings the crop, the leather flapper striking dead center on Emma's right nipple. Pain explodes into her tit making Emma scream into the gag and uselessly thrash against the restraints holding her in place. Ed swings again striking her left nipple. Again Emma screams her pain, but no one can hear her through the gag and sound proofing of the dungeon. The pain starts to trun, and the next strikes of the crop, make Emma moan in pleasure, the burning pain shooting jolts of pleasure to her swelling clit. Juice runs down her thighs and Ed grins his sadistic smile taking note. Don't you dare cum yet whore he tells her. Emma is non stop moaning so close to loosing control just from the tit torture. She thinks to herself.. What a fucked up twisted slut I am.. Oh God I hope he hits my tits again.. ARRRGHHHH ohhh fuck hurts so fucking good. Shit she thinks as the crop comes down hard smacking her clit and outer pussy lips. Emma bucks her hips wiggling from the pain and pleasure. She starts humping the air, shamelessly letting her delight be known. Ed swings harder, turning her clit and lips bright red. Emma's head leans back and her body quivers, her breath in short sharp gasps as the pain drives her to the edge of orgasm. Ed puts down the crop and Emma moans in frustration being so damn close to cumming just to be denied the pleasure of it.
Ed pics up the next toy, well not really a toy, he purchased it from a livestock supply store. It is a cattle prod. He holds the U shaped business end in front of Emma's eyes and presses the button. Bright blue arcs of electricity jump across the gap making crackling noises. Emma thrashes hard, terrified. Ed is pleased with her reaction and places the metal probe ends on either side of a nipple. He presses the button watching the blue arc jump and pass through Emma's nipple. He holds it for several seconds, realshing the thrashing and screams coming from Emma. He pulls the prod back and repeats on her other nipple. The arch flashing through her tender flesh. He can see Emma is having great difficulty not cumming from the pain he is providing her willing flesh. He pulls the prod back again and waits for Emma to calm, still edging on orgasm but again in control. Now slut, you have done very well obeying my command not to cum. Did you like that tit torture? Emma nods her head fast uhhh huuuu she moans around the gag. Ed grins, his cock is trying to tear from his pants it is so fucking hard. He loves inflicting pain, and humiliation on willing women. Very well you may cum like a cheap whore when I touch this to your pussy and zap your clit slave. Emma is terrified again knowing this is going to be the worst pain she has ever felt in her short life. But just the thought threatens to make her cum. Ed rubs the probe end up and down with the prongs on each side of Emma's extremely wet inner cunt lips. Emma moans, then goes rigid as he presses the button sending the blue arcs through her pussy lips starting at her taint, and very slowly working up. He keeps the button pressed, not giving Emma any rest. She Gurgles behind the gag jerking and thrashing as the pain drives her into madness. The view of the room through her eyes narrows down to a small tunnel, her guts churn with the pent up orgasm she won't release. Then the arc reaches her clit, and Emma sucks in a breath hard, not believing the pain could get even worse. She was wrong.. It feels like someone has grasped her clit meat with pliers and is ripping it from her pussy. Emma screams into the gag drool spilling out around it, her eyes roll back into her head as her body convulses and thrashes. The orgasm is the strongest she has ever experienced and pulls her down into sweet blissful oblivion as she loses consciousness. Ed takes away the zapper watching Emma thrash and moan, piss and pussy juice jet from her abused twat coating her thighs and the floor in pulses matching her orgasms contractions of her pussy. He loves the site he has manipulated into reality. This beautiful heavy young girl surrendering her body, and will, to him to use for his own twisted pleasures. He watches closely as Emma's convulsions slow. He takes out the ball gag while she is still passed out. Moans of pleasure escape her lips. She hangs limp from the restraints.
After a few minutes Emma's eyes flutter and she moans as she comes around. She can still feel the soreness in her cunt and tits from the rough treatment. At that moment Emma decides she will do whatever her master wants as long as he will bestow more pleasures like this for her pussy to enjoy.
Ed releases Emma from the restraints and has to catch her limp body as she slides off the rough timbers, her legs too weak to support her heavy weight. He guides her to a low table and tells her. Position .. She does her best to comply. On her spread knees, hands behind her swaying wildly trying to stay up. As she looks down onto the table there are two pieces of paper and a pen. Confused Emma waits for orders.
Ed explains.. These are contracts. The first is a power of attorney, it gives me the power to make all legal, financial, and medical decisions for you. The second is a contract between Master and Slave. It states that you surrender all worldly assets to my possession. That includes your body, will, and soul. I am the only one that can end this contract should I become displeased or bored with your worthless body. Sign them both above your printed name slave. Emma reaches for the pen with a shaking hand and without thinking about it much scrawls her signature on both documents. Very good. You are now a owned whore. And Whore you will be, there are no free rides here you will earn your keep with those big tits and tight cunt. I know several lonely doms and dominatrix that will pay well to use your body. Humiliated hearing that she will be an actual whore, Emma cries and utters the words Ed hoped to hear. Anything Master, my body is yours to command and use as you see fit.
About this time there is a knock at the dungeon door.. Ed looks up. Ahh our guests have arrived. Go answer the door slut and welcome them to my home. Yes Master Emma says, rising to slightly more steady legs and stumbles to the dungeon door.
Revenge
As she twists the handle and swings the door open wide, she about falls over in shock. There stands her father grinning ear to ear and he gives her mother a vicious shove from behind making her stumble into the room. Her father looks Emma up and down drinking in his own daughter's bare tits and pussy enjoying the view. Ummm Welcome to my Master's home Emma stammers. Please come in. Thank you Emma, her father says walking past her naked body to shake Ed's hand..
Emma closes the heavy slab dungeon door and bolts the lock tight. She turns to Ed, waiting orders not knowing what is about to happen.
Ed points to a spot close to the suspension chains hanging and says Position. Emma complies and waits to see what will take place with trepidation in her guts. Is he going to make me fuck my own father she wanders, realizing her pussy is soaking again at the thought of the taboo humiliating act. Emma listens to Ed and her father discuss the situation.
Her father is thanking Ed for his assistance to instruct his bitch of a wife to learn her place. Ed grins looking at mom who is glaring and shifting her gaze between her husband and her naked bruised daughter. Ed asks dad.. Is she a willing slut? We do not need any trouble. Yes she agreed to be trained after some persuasion. The bitch was given the choice to learn to submit to me, or pack her shit and leave without a penny to her name. I have endured enough years of her being a control freak and abusive behavior to Emma, and myself. Very well Ed says. Strip your slut and let us begin.
Dad pulls mom's arm making her stand where he says.. Strip those clothes off bitch. She glares at him defiantly. Rip them off the whore Ed says. Dad grabs mom and tears her blouse down the front exposing her heaving breasts encased in a old fashioned underwire bra. She tries to break free the tattered shreds of her shirt hanging from her arms. He spins her around pulling the back of her bra strap hard until the clasp fails popping loose. The weight of mom's large tits fall forcing the bra to hit the floor exposing her tits to everyone in the room. Emma smirks, loving that her bitch mother is being handled rough. Mom opens her mouth to curse at dad but never sees Ed behind her. He quickly takes the same ball gags he used on Emma and forces it in her open mouth, shoving it in hard and buckles it in place. Ed tells mom, shut the fuck up bitch, you only speak when spoken to. Mom glares as Dad and Ed, as they strap her wrists to the suspension cuffs. Dad pulls hard on the chain lifting mom's arms high, until just the tips of her toes touch the floor. Dad pulls hard on mom's slacks, stripping them over her large ass, then grabs her granny panties, ripping them from her body, not caring a bit that he is hurting her. Emma ties to suppress a giggle seeing her mother's cunt covered in thick wild pussy hair.. Knowing what Ed will do to remove that. Mom thrashes and moans in anger in her restraints, her large tits sway side to side.
Dad grabs a nipple and twists it viciously staring mom in the eyes. Bitch, you can choose to submit and be my obedient submissive wife, or I can break you until you are anyway. The choice is yours. Just know I will enjoy your misery while I break your will. The days of you being a bitch are over! Ed hands dad the flog. Ed places a spreader bar between mom's ankles so there will be no way for mom to protect her exposed pussy. Dad twirls the flog, watching Mom's eyes for submission. There is nothing there but burning hate in her gaze. Dad swings the flog striking across mom's exposed tits and nipples; the crack is loud and welts instantly rise across her tits. Mom screams in pain. Dad strikes again, and again. Emma's pussy drools, wishing it was her tits receiving that delicious pain. Ed notices the lust in Emma's eyes. You are enjoying watching this aren't you slut? MMM yes very much so Master, she deserves it. You may finger your cunt while you watch her breaking. Ohh Thank you Master Emma says spreading her cunt open and rubbing her stiff clit.
Dad has moved on, whipping the flog upwards, torturing mom's hairy twat making her cry and scream with each smack of the leather strips of the flog on her cunt lips and clit. Defiance still burns dimly in mom's eyes. Ed attaches sharp toothed alligator clams to mom's nipples. She screams as each one bites deeply into her hard nipples, but not breaking the skin. He has Dad spread mom's cunt open wide, and Ed attaches another of the painful clamps directly on her clit. Each clamp has a thin wire leading to a control box with a push button switch on it. Press the button and watch how fast she will become your whore, Ed says with a twinkle in his eyes. Dad never hesitates and smashes the button down sending raw voltage through mom's nipples and clit. She shakes, convulses, and thrashes in her bondage. Screaming her pain through the gag. Dad lets up off the button and watches. Mom stares at him, the anger gone, pleading has taken its place. Ed removes the gag.. Mom works her sore jaw but says nothing. Dad gets an evil grin on his face as his thumb presses down again. This time Emma watches as her mother convulses, the screams of pain fill the dungeon, Emma moans loudly, her cunt gushing as she cums from the thrill of watching her naked abuser punished. Dad looks over and smiles loving the sight of his daughter fingering her cunt in front of him. He keeps watching then lets up off the button again as Emma calms but continues to work her cunt shamelessly. He looks back to mom who is crying but surprisingly he sees the evidence of her pussy cumming leaking down her leg. Thick creamy pussy juices slowly slide down her skin. Ed slaps dad on his shoulder.. Daughter like mother, he says.. your bitch is also a pain slut. The fun we will have with these two worthless sluts. Dad nods in agreement.
They both turn away from mom hanging and moaning, and discuss things to come for the pair. Emma beams with defiance, locking her gaze into her mother's eyes as she masturbates, legs spread wide while she pulls and twists her own fat nipples. But she notices the tears, and the fire has gone from her mother's eyes. Emma knows. Her mother's will is already broken and gone. Never to return. The abuse from her is finally over. She glances over at dad and Ed, they have stripped, their cocks standing proudly in front of them. Emma blushes seeing her own father's hard cock for the first time. It is very wide and 7 or so inches long with heavy balls under it. He is grinning at her watching her still. Oh my, Emma thinks to herself. How life has changed.. She plunges her fingers deep, swirling them the orgasm blooms in her cunt and she tilts her head back moaning out loudly thinking of her own father's dick. I really am a dirty fucking whore she thinks.
Ed approaches Emma, and now the fun begins, he says.