The Next Year...
It was the hour of a new purge. Last purge was a year Charlie, her son, had raped her. No one knows besides them. James and Zoey were confused as to why they had been unconscious during the whole last purge,but they didn't question it. She remembers clearly what her son had told her last knew what he was planning this year, and has been on high alert the whole day. She loves her son dearly, but she can't handle knowing that he has planned to do it again. She had been thinking of a way to not hurt her son, while preventing him from raping her. She was with her husband in their room, him lying on the bed asleep. She had locked the room door, pacing the area for the past 2 hours. She knew that her son wouldn't try to break in with his dad around, he was a smart kid. She was in the outfit she wore during the purge night the house was attacked, reminding herself she had overcame a threat far greater than just her teenage son years back. h
As the warning came blaring that the purge has started, Mary became very tense. She didn't know what to expect. However, seeing her husband resting made her feel safe, and she slowly laid onto the bed. I did it, I beat my son! She thought to herself. As she began to close her eyes, she heard shuffling noises in the hallway. Then, she heard her daughter scream and the door began to be rammed on. James sprang up from his rest, and told Mary to hide. She hopped out bed, and began to find a place to hide. As James pulled out his shotgun from under the bed, the door had unhinged itself and fell over.
Three large men came into the room, and Mary screamed. Her husband tried to fire the gun, but two men pushed him onto the floor and proceeded to pummel him. The remaining invader grabbed Mary by her leg as she failed to go into the closet, and she fell over, trying to dig her nails into the floor to avoid being dragged off. As Mary was being dragged off into the hallway, she heard, "Please, no!" She saw Zeoy kicking at an intruder, while another pulled out a wet rag and put it over her daughter's mouth."
Purge Mother...
Zoeyyyy!" Mary screamed over to her daughter, who was resisting all she could. The two men that beat up her husband came out of her room, holding out a rag as well. "Gah! Get away from me you pieces of sh-!" She was cut off by the rag between her mouth, and she felt herself getting dizzy. She heard the in total 5 men in the room laugh, as she saw her daughter's head droop over, before she herself got knocked out cold.
"Urghhh. Where, where am I?" Mary groggily said, hearing her voice echo. She was on some concrete floor completely naked. It was pitch black, and the area felt incredibly ominous. "A-anybody?" Again, her voice echoed, bouncing off what must had been steel walls. "Mo-mom?" She heard someone to her right. "Zoey!" Ecstatic, she started to crawl over to where her daughter's voice reverberated from. "Gah!" After reaching a certain distance, Mary felt something pulling her back, looking behind her to try and peer through the darkness. Then, the lights in the area turned on with loud clanking. Her right leg had a chain around it connected to the floor. Looking around, she noticed the environment looked like some abandoned warehouse, with rusted support beams and dirt all over the floor. Changing her vision to where she heard her daughter from, she couldn't believe it.
Zoey was chained down naked as well with elbows downwards, knees on the ground, and her ass and feet pointed towards the ceiling. "Mom...please help me." 2 nude men in clown masks were behind her, and Mary could only watch in horror as she knew what was coming. One of the men kneeled to Zoey's butt, while the other walked in front of her. The one behind placed his hands around Zoey's waist and jammed his penis into the young girl's tight ass. "AAAAA-" Mid scream the other clown shoved his penis into Zoey's mouth. They thrusted in a wave-like manner; first from behind, then in the front. "Leave her alone, please! Take me instead!" "Why, we certainly will." She felt a chill run through her. From behind, she heard 3 pair of footsteps approaching. Two large men in striped mime-like outfits and a much smaller one in between wearing a smiley mask appeared. "We aren't going to just let those hooligans have fun now, are we?" said the one in the smiley mask looking to the sides of him. The Mimes nodded, and walked over to her. Grabbing her by her arms, they placed her in a kneeling position, Smiley chuckled. "You, my dear slut, will use your fine breasts to message my dick, while also getting these fine gentlemen off."
On both sides of her were the Mimes, and in front of her was Smiley, dangling his penis in front of her chest. Mary grabbed hold of the Mimes' erect penises with her soft, delicate hands, while squeezing her tits together with her arms so her swollen boobs were between Smiley's cock. As she moved her arms up and down, she was simultaneously jerking off the Mimes, whilst jiggling her boobs to give Smiley his titfuck. She looked over her shoulder to see how her daughter was fairing. Zoey had been mercilessly slapped on her rump countless times, the red handmarks clearly visible. Her face was covered in tears, and her eyes shut in disgrace whilst screaming inside her occupied mouth. "Heheheh get ready girly."
The clown in front said, as the muffled screams became gargles. Cum started flowing from Zoey's mouth, and the one fucking her ass pushed on her torso to bring her in close as he bursted into the child. Mary saw her daughter shutter while the men laughed from pleasure. "Baby, no!" Smiley slapped Mary across her face. "Look at me while you give me this you milf!" As she turned her head forward, she looked down and noticed that his cock was aimed at her. Being too late, she felt splatters all across her head, with Smiley's directly on her face. She let go of the rods in her hands, and unclasped her breasts. "Hahaha, look at you!" Said Smiley. "Okay boys, switch partners!"
The Mimes unchained Zoey's arms so she could stand upright. As she clumsily got up, the two sandwiched her, and proceeded to shove their cocks into her tiny stature. "Hiyaaaa" Zoey was being raped from her pussy and ass, and it felt excruciatingly painful. Mary, still kneeling, had her bobcut hair wrapped around a clown's dick Another one was enjoying sucking her juicy tits and fingering her rump. Zoey was zoning out as they violated her. Her feet weren't even touching the ground anymore as she dangled on top of the mimes' dicks. She was being hoisted by their penetrating members, and she was incredibly lost. She held onto the one fucking her pussy by the shoulders for support. Her mom was let off the hook quickly as one jizzed upon her hair. While the one that got what he wanted left, the remaining clown took out some pliers and started to pry off the shackle around her right leg. The clown returned with a huge bucket, and dosed her in a bath of super cold water. As she began to shiver, they picked her up and brought her away. "No, no no, no! Zoeeey!" She smashed her hands on the back of the clown carrying her off, as she watched her daughter continue to be violated. Right before Zoey was out of view from her mother, she began to cry, knowing what was cumming. She cried as the men pushed one last time into her, crushing her as semen flooded her lower body from both sides. Mary could only scream as she was too far from her child to stop the men.
Mary's End...
Placing her on a cold metal table, they honked a horn and left the room, leaving the door open. She began to close her eyes, when she heard, "Good work you two, now go help out your friends with the girl." Hearing someone close the door behind them, she sees Smiley come into the room. "Do you enjoy this abandoned warehouse I found, Mary? No one ever comes here for the Purge, no homeless ever wanders in here. But, I negotiated with these Purgers over there, who are having a blast with your slut daughter by the way. For a bit of cash, I convinced them to kidnap you two for some good ransom money from James. I didn't tell them to use you two, but that's a little extra for them. They helped me get my... I suppose prize." Walking over towards the table, he looked at his catch. "You're mine now, you sexy trophy wife." The masked man was now staring directly at his destiny, all for himself once and for all. "H-how do you know my name..." Mary said, shivering on the metal.
"Okay Mary, I'm going to have you learn some rules before we continue. "First off, don't question my damn authority you bitch." With that, he slaps her across the face, causing a loud thump noise. "And second, you must call me by either 'Master' or 'Oedipus' from now on... or else." "Or... else wh-..." Her retort was met with another whack across her face, causing her to fall upon the metal table. Mary whimpered, "Yes... Master..." afraid of what's to come. He opened a cabinet in the room, and took out two nipple clamps, applying them on Mary's tits. She let out a soft moan as he jammed his index and middle finger into her crotch. It was crazy, but she loved the pain. She slowly squirmed around his finger, as he pushed it in and out. "Oooooh s-stop it master." She helplessly came, unable to overcome her sexual arousal. After aligning his cock with her beautiful privates, he pulled out his dripping finger, and pushed Mary into him with a thud. "OH, MASTER!" His fully erect penis inserted itself deep into her birth canal. It was as if he somehow belonged there. He peaked his length all the way within her. Smiley started to thrust continuously into the captive, filling her with his large meat. She started to turn warm, and was lost in lust. Something felt so... different.
She could tell something was off with this whole situation. How did they get inside the house? How does he know me? Why do I... feel like... calling him..."O-Oo-Oe-OEDIPUS!" She locked her legs around him as she came on his groin. "Yes, I love to hear this!" Trying to keep her will, she used her last bit of untouched strength to pull off Oedipus' smiley mask, but was stopped by his arm. "No, bitch. That's what I'm to do not you!" She whimpered as he asserted how much more in control he was of all this. "Call me Oedipus you slut, call me your fucked up son as I fuck you up!" Mary couldn't help it, he was too good in her. "Oh Oedipus yes! Fuck meeee, Fuuuuckkkk!" He pummeled her lower body with forceful thrusts, making her legs give out. He was in complete control now, and had no reason to not expose this woman.
"Oh m-my g-g-god, Cha...Charlie?!" Smiling without his mask, Charlie continued thrusting into his mother as he put his arms on her ass to keep her balanced on his dick, and picked her up off the table. She was in so much disbelief and horror, unable to process it all. He slammed her into the side of the room's wall, and put his mouth into his mom's. She tried to resist it, she knew it was wrong, but she let him enter her warm orifice. They breathed into each other, tongues colliding in pure lust. Why am I liking this so much? She wrapped her arms around his neck, and they fucked like lovers would. Charlie withdrew from the kiss, and started sucking on his mother's soft neck. "Oh Oedipus baby mmm." She never felt such pleasure, even from her husband... who was her baby's father.
As Charlie moaned, he slammed deeper into the mother. "Oooooh yeeeees Charlieeee." Doing one last thrust, he hurled his weight into her and spewed his load into his mother's uterus, as she began to cum once more. She moaned aloud from the feeling of sex, the bizarre circumstance surrounding this made it far more exotic and pleasurable. She pushed herself into the waterfall, tightly locking her previously limp legs around her son's back. "Oh baby that's it, give mommy what you've been saving." She was bouncing atop his penis, causing it to gush and swish the juices. She vibrated from the feeling, and collapsed onto the concrete floor, completely drained. She could feel the sperm flow in her birth canal. The sick love child of her own child possibly being conceived. Opening a different cabinet, he pulled out a paper, and looked around, finding a pen. Dropping both in front of her, he left the room without a word, leaving the door open.
"Come out here my dear wife." Walking towards her husband's room, Mary was incredibly embarrassed. She was in a scanty, white and black maid outfit, her large boobs being partially exposed. The tight fabric made her curves very apparent, and the skirt was far too short, exposing her thin striped panties below. She had tiny bowtie, and wore translucent stockings that went up to her ass. Little black high-heels finished it off. "Suck me off please as I finish these checks." She huffed. "But, I just finished cleaning this stupid thing after you poured all over my chest an hour ago." "No butts, that's in a few more hours." Going under the desk he was working on, Mary unzipped her husband's jeans, and pulled them down. Lowering the front of his boxer's she replied, "This is only because I have to, Charlie." As she begun to bob on her son's warm cock, she remembered the events leading to this. The paper from the Purge just 3 days ago was a document. By signing it, she had to: Divorce James without explaining the reason, obtaining 50% of his property, take custody of just Charlie, as well as moving far off with him, and finally to marry him. Failure to do any of these resulted in her being left to the clowns. "Shut up mom you know you love it." Slurping and licking his dick, Mary felt it slowly take up her entire mouth. Gagging a bit, Charlie sighed. "Mother, you have to take-" he put his hands under the desk onto his wife's head. "it all IN!" She gulped continuously as it poured down her throat. She tried to push back, but her husband/son blocked her exit. She just felt it swamp her throat like glue. Guzzling the cum, she cleaned the head with her tongue, and wiped her mouth with her bare arm. Pulling up his boxers and rezipping his jeans, she got out from under the desk. "Good for you, none got on the outfit." Getting off his chair, he grabbed his mom's round bulbs. "Time for me to try again." He said, as he pushed his trophy wife onto their marital bed, ready to get her dirty the way he liked it.
"Oh honey, you're going to make it have to be washed again. It's going to shrink even more!"
