Cassie and Steph

As the sobbing Stephanie was driven towards her fate, a prisoner in her own body, her father was trundling down the basement steps, grinning at his sex ****. He particularly like the way she looked with mascara streaked down her cheeks.

"Please," Cassie begged, "You've got to let me go." He snorted laughter as he lowered his weight onto her belly. "You kinky little bitch. You really get off on this don't you?" She tried to respond but his weight settled onto her then, cutting her off.
He flopped his cock between her tits and proceeded to thrust between them. His hands mashed her tits, pinched her tender pink nipples. He came, and started the whole thing over again.

It was about this time that Stephanie was laying naked on the tattoo artists chair. "Normally you would schedule several appointments for a job that big," the tattooed punk explained when she told him what she wanted. Stephanie was begging him with her eyes, screaming inside her head. But all she said was "Oh no, it'll be fine. And there'll be a special bonus for you if you do a good job," she heard herself say. She tipped him a wink and ran a hand over her breast. He lowered the tattoo needle towards her when she asked, "Do you do piercings too?"

"You got some lungs on you girl!" He said as buckled the ball gag between Cassie's pillowy lips. She squirmed weakly, sickened by the feeling of the semen oozing on her chest. He patted side her like a faithful pet. "You rest up. Next time I'm down I'll bring you some food. And I'm thinking of buying you some outfits…"

He made his way back up the steps, flicking the light switch as he did. He left Cassie in complete darkness.

It was well after midnight when the basement door opened again. The lights didn't come on this time and the footsteps were light. Strangest of all, Cassie could hear a light jingling of metal. Cassie uttered a mumbled scream through her gag as feminine had played lightly across her bare breasts. They came to the dried come and scooped some up. Cassie heard sucking. Had whoever this was just… eaten it?

"Hello again Cassie." Cassie moaned. She had heard that voice before, in her mind. It was the Bracelet. "I found a new cow to ride, but it looks like you've been having fun too." Cassie shuddered as the Bracelet's new victim straddled her. The girl was naked, and riddled with jewelry. Cassie could feel it poking her. "But now it's time for a new game." Cassie's eyes widened as the handcuffs binding her fell away.

The girl straddling her gripped her forearm tightly and Cassie moaned as something metallic coiled around her wrist. She tried to yank her arm away, but the girls' arms were bound together. 'And we're back,' came the Bracelet's voice, in her head again. 'And with company, the daughter of our most gracious host.' The Bracelet let a moment pass to let the information sink in. 'How do you think he'll react ladies?'