Chapter One - Family Time

Amy knelt on all fours like an abused dog, panting heavily and swaying as each jolt sent her low-hanging tits, swollen tight and full with milk, slapping against her aching arms. The contractions were coming fast now, the pains ever more intense. If she hadn’t known what was coming, Amy would have said this was the worst torment she’d ever experience.

To reassure herself it would get worse, she glanced up to see where her two daughters stood,  eager and ready, posing sexily with the heavy bats slung over their shoulders. Amy couldn’t help a little smile of pleasure, seeing the rash that now covered their delicate hands, and was spotted over otherwise smooth young skin on near-naked bodies. She couldn’t see her husband, but she could hear his fast breathing. More importantly, Amy could feel his rock-hard cock digging with brutal force into her bowels.

How quickly the time had gone, it hardly seemed like nine months since that fateful family supper. When Alex had started speaking, all she’d been thinking about was putting the dishes in to soak.

****

“Are you ready to get pregnant for the last time?”

Alex’s words had come out of the blue, they’d talked often of how before - but never about when. Amy looked warily across the table at her two daughters, discussing whatever boy band they were currently into. With no warning, she hadn’t tried to prepare the girls at all, were they ready to see her off properly? Just as important, was she ready to go?

As she considered, Amy did feel her stomach filling with excited little butterflies, and the muscles in her pussy twitching a little, strongly suggesting she was ready, but that still left her daughters.

“Do you think they’ll be up to it? I could still sit down after the last time Haley caned me.”

“I think they will.” Alex answered after a moment’s consideration. “She’s got a lot stronger over the last year, and, anyway, you can do a lot more damage with a bat and hammer than you can with a cane.”

“I suppose you’re right.” Amy answered, she couldn’t deny both her daughters’ obvious pleasure each birthday when they got their chance to really hurt their mother. “And at least I know Mia has a strong right arm. This year blood was pouring down my legs - you can still see the scars.”

Realising their parents were talking about them, the two girls had gone quiet, intrigued enough by what they’d heard to end their own conversation.

“Are you talking about my birthday?” Haley asked hopefully. “I’m going to make mum scream properly this year.”

“Yes you are.” Alex reassured his daughter with a proud smile. “But this is even better than that. I was talking with mummy about getting her finally pregnant.”

“Oh yes!” Haley actually clapped her hands together with delight. “Are you going to do it now?”

“Oh please do.” added Mia. “You’ve never rutted mummy in front of us before.”

It was all happening so quickly, but Amy couldn’t pretend the reason for being taken didn’t thrill her and, anyway, she’d never been good at refusing her daughters.

“Okay.” she told them, sighing, as she reached under her skirt to pull down her knickers. “But you pair must promise not to laugh.”

“We wouldn’t do that.” the girls protested in unison.

Mia added with a grin, “We’ll be far too busy wanking to laugh.”

Feeling sort of mollified, Amy climbed on the table and knelt down, pulling her skirt up to reveal her naked rear. At that point she regretted her daughter’s intelligence, knowing they’d correctly identify the moist, glinting line her slit must now be.

“Daddy’s cock’s looking huge. I don’t think I’ve ever seen it so hard. I can’t wait until I get that inside me.”

Greedy slut, thought Amy with a wry grin when she heard Haley’s comment. I’m just glad Alex is a traditional father who likes to wait until after their mother’s been snuffed. I remember his erection the first time Mia beat me, back then he’d probably have split her open by fucking her. Not that I suspect Mia would have minded that, she’s always been fascinated by the thought of her own snuff.

Alex had climbed up onto the table and squatted over his wife, making sure the girls would have a clear view as his prick thrust into her hairy gash. Amy could feel its tip pressing urgently into her crotch as it sought out the hole for making babies.

“Mummy’s dripping. Look at all her juices squeezing out. She loves having her cunt pounded.”

“I know, I’ve given up kicking it - it leaves my foot all slimy.”

If she was honest, this wasn’t a part that Amy looked forward to, being mounted like an animal in heat in front of her children. It wasn’t exposing herself to her family - she’d got used to that after years of the girls beating her bare arse and kicking her naked pussy - it was knowing she’d be cumming, and cumming violently, when Alex’s prick drilled into her. Amy had seen video of herself in the throes of passion,  and she didn’t know now how she’d look her girls in the eye afterwards - not when they’d seen their mother reduced to an animal, panting obscenities as she begged to be filled.

Mia and Haley took the sight in their stride, hands rapidly disappearing into  knickers to energetically frig young clits. Their casual enjoyment didn’t help their mother’s embarrassment, as she gasped to another reluctant orgasm. Amy felt the same awkward shame as on Mia’s sixth birthday, the first time she’d exposed her body to her eldest daughter’s tentative, but enthusiastic, attempts at abusing it.

****

“And I can do what I like? Really hurt mummy?”

“At your age, yes.” her father reassured the eager little girl. “When you’re older and stronger you’ll have to be a bit careful - we don’t want to cripple her before her final snuff - but this time you can try anything.”

She’d wanted to give her daughter every opportunity, but wasn’t one of those mothers who could casually wander around naked in front of her children. Alex and Amy had agreed to wait until each girl was six before letting them practised torturing her - that had seemed to Amy so far away at the time.

Now Mia was six, and as naked as her father when Amy shyly entered the girl’s bedroom. Knowing Alex, she wasn’t surprised to see him already sporting, to his daughter’s obvious fascination, a quite decent erection. Amy pulled off her cotton robe, the only thing she was wearing, and knelt down. Mia chattered happily about the interesting new sight of her mother’s hairy bush and well used body, casually unaware of her mother’s embarrassment. Amy did her best to avoid catching the amused glint in her husband’s eye.

“Can I start by kicking her cunt?” Mia asked, nervously trying out a word she’d never normally be allowed to say.

“Of course you can.” said Alex, laughing at Mia’s precociousness. “And then afterwards we’ll have mummy lick your little cunt until you cum.”

In truth Mia, though willing, hadn’t caused her much pain that first time. Amy had no problem crawling over to part her daughter’s legs, so she could, for the first time, lick that smooth hairless pussy until it quivered ecstatically.

Her eldest daughter’s most recent birthday had been quite different. Now taught by her father to exercise a little control - the girl had acquired the strength and accuracy to cripple at least  - Mia had beaten her mother’s backside until the broken woman had collapsed on the floor. Amy had been forced to slither across the room to service the waiting damp pussy, now lusciously covered with soft downy pubes, her well thrashed muscles unable to bear the weight.

****

“I wish I was older.” Mia commented, as she sat on the table, idly kicking her legs.

“Why’s that darling?” her mother responded, only half listening as she polished one of a set of delicately engraved skewers, a present from her father on her wedding day.

“Because you get all the fun.” her daughter explained. “After my last birthday it was two days before you could move without wincing.”

“It’s not entirely true to say you don’t have any fun, is it? I seem to remember my tongue finding someone’s little slit pretty damp that day.” Amy pointed out.

“Okay, maybe not all the fun.” conceded Mia. “But now you get to give birth and be snuffed.”

“You’ll get to be older soon enough, especially once you’ve snuffed me. You’d be better off complaining you’re not younger.” suggested her mother, patting a belly that had started to noticeably swell. “If I’ve got a girl in here we’ll be having a mother-baby snuff.”

Mia’s legs had stopped kicking, young thighs spread apart at her mother’s words. Amy wasn’t surprised to see no knickers underneath the girl’s short skirt, or that her daughter’s hand was already following a well trodden path, delving into her tender little snatch. In fairness, thinking of her future meant it took some effort on Amy’s part to avoid following Mia’s example.

For a fortnight Amy had been screwed every night after supper. Each time rutted on the table among the dirty dishes, her daughter’s pleasuring themselves as they watched. More or less to her relief, although there was perverse pleasure in so many shameful climaxes, the fertilisation had worked, and Amy was now nearly six months gone.

The thought of her fate might be arousing her, but there really wasn’t time to relive herself. It was Haley’s twelfth birthday tomorrow and the whole house needed tidying. Anyway, however open her daughters were about their self-pleasure, it wasn’t something she wanted to do in front of either of them. Amy would just have to wait and see what her youngest daughter had planned for her. She was nervously intrigued by Haley’s insistence that the best skewers were prepared.

****

“Stretch them out properly, pull them so hard that the teats turn blue.”

Amy was in her youngest daughter’s bedroom, kneeling up naked on the floor. She’d already found out Haley had finally mastered a good forehand stroke, her arse was hot and throbbing. Now, told to raise her head, she was looking proudly at her daughter as the girl flaunted her perfect young body in front of her mother’s battered and matronly form. Haley was red in the face from effort, but her eyes sparkled and a light glistening of sweat shimmered down from tiny breasts to hairless pussy - all the result of happy efforts to make her mother howl. She looked so sexy - Amy longed to dive between those peachy thighs and satisfy her daughter.

That wasn’t what Haley was after just yet, although the way her little fingers kept probing her slit suggested it wouldn’t be long. First she was getting her mother to pull out her slightly saggy tits, just starting to swell with milk, until they were stretched painfully in front of her.

“Is this enough?” gasped Amy, pregnancy was making her nipples far more sensitive.

“That’ll do.” agreed Haley, reluctantly ending her mother’s self-torment before the nipples ripped off.

It’s a good job Alex is in the room, thought Amy. Haley looked ready to carry on until I’d ripped myself open. Not that this isn’t giving him a stonking hard-on, I’m going to be feeling that later.

Haley grabbed something off the bedside table. When she turned back she was holding a skewer in each hand.

“Do you want me to find out if you’re bleeding milk yet?”

“If you want to.” answered Amy submissively.

“Keep the tension in those udders then.”

She could have reached out and stroked her youngest daughter’s deliciously flat chest, if her hands hadn’t been full abusing her own tits. As it was Amy had to make do with the brushing of naked skin, as Haley got in position and delicately placed the sharp points of the ornate skewers in the centre of her mother’s straining breasts.

“Shall I do it daddy?”

“Go on darling. Make mummy scream like an old sow.”

Alex wouldn’t usually talk about her like that in front of the kids, but birthdays were always a bit special. Amy couldn’t deny she was getting older anyway, she’d even found a few grey hairs among her pubes. As for being a sow, with her swollen belly and swaying teats she certainly felt like one.

Haley sighed with pleasure as the slow forcing in of hard steel made her mother gasp and whimper. Amy wasn’t sure what hurt more, feeling the soft meat of her tits slowly splitting, or the extra torment as she struggled to keep a grip on her already abused nipples.

****

Later that night, as she always did for birthdays, Amy snuggled up in bed with the daughter whose anniversary had provided the excuse for her to be hurt. She moaned a little, trying to get comfortable as she snuggled up - her tits still throbbed and her battered arse had not been soothed by the reaming that Alex had gone on to give it. As she squeezed her bulging belly against the girl’s hip, she wondered if Haley would get excited again if she knew her mother’s sphincter was still dribbling a little spunk.

“Hello mum.” said Haley lazily, rolling to wrap her arms and legs around Amy in a hug. “Is it still painful?”

“Pretty bad.” answered Amy, getting a satisfied little smile from her daughter. “Not as bad as before, but still really hurting.”

“Enough to take your mind off being pregnant?”

Haley reached down to squeeze the swelling in her mother’s stomach. Amy flinched a little, in all her tormented excitement she’d forgotten that baby growing in her belly. When Haley’s hand experimentally pushed down a little further, running into the wiry hairs covering her snatch, Amy was too distracted to stop her daughter’s inquisitiveness as she’d always done before.

“Dad says we’ll get to see this cunt ripping open as the baby pushes out.”

Those words, and a jolt of pleasure as Haley’s little fingers started twisting her clit, were the first time Amy registered what was happening.

“Stop that please Haley.” Amy said weakly, feebly trying to brush her daughter’s hand away.

The only result was a tightening of the pinching fingers in her crotch. Haley didn’t miss the brief arching of her mother’s back to this little increase in pain.

“Are you sure mum?” she asked innocently. “If I push my fingers into your slit will they come out dry?”

“Don’t do it.” Amy whispered, shamed by her body’s reactions. “You’ve had your fun with me for today.”

“But now you’re just our pregnant snuff-whore, shouldn’t we do what we like with you?”

Haley’s comment was perfectly reasonable, not that Amy was really capable of reason any longer. Even while she was speaking, Haley had been slipping down her mother’s naked body. When Haley stopped talking, and dug her face into the hairy twat in front of her, her mother’s gasp and dribbling juices spoke louder than any weak protests.

****

Her daughter wasn’t the only person taking advantage of Amy’s heightened sexuality. Alex was ploughing Amy’s willing holes even more often than normal, and wasn’t making any attempt to hide their increased sex life from his daughters - something that became clear when he slipped out of work one lunchtime and surprised his wife with a hand up her skirt while she was cleaning under the sofa.

“I hear you’ve been letting our youngest get a taste of these juices.” he commented, as his fingers slipped easily into a well-lubricated hole.

“Yes.” Amy gasped, blushing with shame, even as her body dripped in anticipation of a welcome intruder.

“If you’ve decided to open up for anyone, maybe I should invite a few of the lads from work round.” Alex suggested. “I’m sure they’d enjoy a ride in that greasy cunt.”

“I couldn’t do that.” Amy protested, trying to ignore the way her body spasmed at the thought of being used. “It was different with Haley, she’s used to seeing me naked and abused.”

“This pussy disagrees, I can feel it grabbing my fingers just at the thought.”

“All right.” whispered Amy, giving in as Alex’s familiar cock slid inside her, the surge of pleasure leaving her unable to decline anything.

“Maybe we’ll let Mia join the party as well - it hardly seems fair if Haley’s having all the fun.”

“Not the girls while I’m being used as a cum-bucket.” Amy just managed to protest, although Alex had switched to dry-pounding her arsehole and she was losing it.

“I can’t change my mind now, that wouldn’t be fair. They were both really enthusiastic when I suggested they come along.”

The news her husband had already arranged for her to be gang-banged - and in front of her daughters - should have had her protesting. It was too late though, if Amy had wanted to object she couldn’t, Alex had reached forward to choke her. As she began to pass out in a pink haze of ecstasy, his hot seed pumped into her bowels.

She was brought round by a faceful of warm piss from a well-known little pussy. It turned out Haley had come home to find a parents fucking again. Alex had seen their daughter standing in the doorway, pleasuring herself to the show, and, after letting the the girl finish off, roped her in to revive Amy. Spluttering awake to the acrid taste of her daughter’s fresh piss, Amy tried to curse her lust, especially the way it had made her agree to this coming Thursday night. If only Haley hadn’t been giggling at the degrading way she’d been allowed to treat her mother, Amy might not have felt her body start to betray her again.

This story is a fantasy, set in another place, with only the slightest passing nod to our reality as it’s glimpsed on a distant horizon. If this isn’t immediately apparent to you, I strongly suggest you seek urgent psychiatric care.