Love was weakness. But lust. Lust was nature's course. Cora knew well the perversions that seemed to pervade men when it came to the so-called "lesser sex". Not even her spineless dear husband was exempt, as she could still recall his eyes on her during their wedding night. It was a fact of life, and one she had taken advantage of readily, but it was always something that remained unfathomable to her.
Until Regina. Watching her sweet, beautiful daughter, she thought she could finally understand the was something so delightfully sinful about soiling something pure.
Regina was a pretty little thing, all wide doe eyes and delicate bones. Her hair sat like a crown atop her head, long and lustrous and soft to the touch. Even the skin that was just a touch too dark only made her more delicious looking as it added a touch of exoticness to her otherwise innocent looks.
It made her think of the stories of little girls sold like dolls. It made her want to dig nails into skin and leave a trail of red marks all over dark dark skin and hair. She would be nothing but a doll to be used and abused, a little slut with spread legs and dripping cunt to stuff her fingers into. She would conjure the biggest cock and stuff her daughter's pussy to the point of breaking. She would be covered in her cum, hair mussed and limbs loose with the scent of sex imprinted on her skin.
Regina was a pretty little thing indeed, and she was prettiest all naked and gasping for mommy, she had quickly decided.
Her baby looked up at her with those dark dark eyes, still so trusting even after all this time.p
She slid the dress off smoothly, ignoring her daughter's confused cry and protesting hands.
Her little hairless pussy drew her eye immediately. She licked her lips at the sight. It looked, frankly, adorable, and sent a pang into the hole her heart had once been in as well as a jolt straight down to her own aching core. And ache it did, as lust blazed its way through her veins.
A finger dipped down to trace the tiny crack, the action drawing a startled gasp from her daughter's mouth. The sound was enough to make her glance up, to those tempting pink lips. With her other hand, she grabbed Regina's chin and drew her into a searing kiss. Her tongue slipped into a heated mouth, swallowing the muffled cries and protests.
The finger slipped inside, and Regina wailed. With her free hand, she wrapped her fingers around her throat, until her daughter stilled. Smirking, Cora used the opportunity to deepen her kiss, taking her mouth possessively, delighting in the delectable taste and scent, as she slowly moved the finger she had inside the young girl's cunt. A second finger was soon added, making Regina tremble in pain and protest. Tears pooled in her eyes. Cora broke the kiss just long enough to lick away the salt that slid down her cheek.
Hard and fast and rough, she fucked her daughter ruthlessly, as a third and fourth finger were added not long after. It was an incredibly tight fit, and she was forced to stretch and bleed. With every thrust, screams tore from her mouth, as Cora had ceased her plunder there to mark the rest of her pretty skin with her sharp teeth.
Again and again, until Cora came just from the sight and scent and feel of fucking her pretty little girl with her bare hands.
Finally, she drew away completely, yanking her hand roughly out of her daughter's abused pussy. Her finger were stained red with blood, the remnants of her precious virginity, and her eyes glittered darkly at the sight, lips curling in possessive, malicious pleasure. Mine, she thought. Animalistic instinct pressed her to sink her blood-stained fingers into her own mouth. The metallic taste lingered on her tongue, mixed in with a distinctly musky mixture that could only be Regina.
Drawing her eyes back to its source, she found her daughter curled up and quietly sobbing.
"My dear," Cora crooned softly, moving closer and delighting in the flinch this drew from her. "Did you really think it was over so soon?"
Regina's eyes widened in horror, as panic quickly overtook her. "No, mama, please." Her voice was so sweet, so terrified.
Cora could not help but smile. With a wave of her hand, a cock appeared where her own cunt once was. Her dripping wetness became a hardness that was painful, and precum that leaked out eagerly.
Regina was crying in earnest now.
"Shhh... Mommy will make you feel better," she cooed as she brushed her daughter's soft hair away from her pretty little face. "I'm going to show you just how much I love you, for as long as it takes."
At the declaration that her torture would not be ending anytime soon, abject terror seemed to overtake her, making her lose her mind, as she shook her head repeatedly. "Nonono," she begged mindlessly.
Cora continued to stroke her pretty hair. It was half-plastered on her forehead by now, slick from sweat incurred from the brutal fucking she had already endured. At the thought of fucking, her cock twitched eagerly in anticipation and memory. It would be even better like this.
Her cock was swiftly lined up against her daughter's abused little pussy, leaking eagerly against the hole. It rubbed up briefly against the tiny nub at the top, drawing a startled gasp from her daughter, before it was quickly lost in even more panicked sobs. Cora enjoyed the beautiful sight for a moment, before she smiled.
With dark lust blown eyes, Cora slammed herself inside in one quick, harsh movement. Regina screamed, high-pitched and squealing. It was so so tight and warm, Cora shuddered even as she forced herself in deeper.
The tiny pussy tightened ever more against the forceful intrusion, as the writhing body tried to reject it, but failed. Her cock twitched eagerly and Cora moaned in pleasure, nearly drowning out her daughter's panicked sobs. She pinned small flailing hands hard onto the bed, and let her weight settle harder on the bucking hips. She met each attempt to throw her off with a hard thrust that sent jolts of pleasure up her cock and cries of pain from Regina. It was even better than she'd imagined. Though it had already been forced open by her fingers earlier, it remained incredibly tight, forcing sweet, painful pressure on her member. It was a pussy made for her, she thought, a body carved for her cock. Her sweet girl, borne from her body, made to receive mommy's love. "My little queen, who do you belong to?"
Cora punctuated her question with a particularly hard thrust, sending her daughter reeling against the headboard. The impact sent a wave of fresh tears in her eyes as she vainly struggled to free herself once more. Her resistance was weak, strained by pain and exhaustion. Gripping the fragile wrists in her hold tighter, she demanded. "Answer me."
Her thrusts had grown harder and faster, less coordinated as she found her lust spiralling higher and higher, to untoward heights. Biting her daughter's neck deeply and possessively, Cora rose to face tear-filled eyes with blood stained lips as she repeated, "Who do you belong to?"
"Y-you," Regina gasped up desperately, willing to do anything to make it end. "You, mommy!"
Mine. The affirmation was all it took. She came hard and fast, roaring whiteness searing itself beneath her eyelids as streak after streak of hot come filled up her daughter's pussy. It was too much for her tiny cunt, overflowing onto her thighs and splashing onto the bed.
Slowly, she pulled back, the now limp cock slipping out from her cunt amidst a river of come.
Regina was still crying. Her hair was a mess. She bore marks of Cora's love everywhere, dark red marks all over her neck and collar, where her teeth had sunk in eagerly.
She looked so very tiny and broken. She was absolutely perfect. Her cock twitched a little at the thought, eager to have another go already.