The Investigation

Of course, Cassidy’s disappearance was eventually noticed by her family when she didn’t return from her trip as planned. You’d spent most of the time calling in sick to work to spend the day torturing your captive fucksleeve. Cassidy has begun to adjust to her new life, but still put up a thrilling fight when you visited to dump your loads in her tight snatch. Carrie was, as ever, supportive, offering to take extra shifts so you could quit your job and fuck full time.

One thing you and Carrie hadn’t considered was her mother’s reaction to her youngest daughter’s disappearance. Although she tried to keep her composure in public, the mask fell off when she was home, and she regularly broke down sobbing. On one occasion, several weeks after the investigation began, she invited you and Carrie to dinner at her house.

“I just don’t know what could have happened to her” she, sobbed, trying to pass a bottle of wine in her shaking hands. The counters were littered with wine bottles and she had clearly been drinking since before you arrived.

“I’m sure the police will figure out what happened, mom”, Carrie replied, brushing your leg with her hand as she does.

“Exactly, and if some bastard took her, they’ll find and haul his ass off” you stated confidently, sliding Carrie’s hand to your crotch. Watching Elizabeth, Carrie’s mother, reminded you so much of Cassidy, locked up in your fuck dungeon even now. Elizabeth had taken good care of herself after her husband died, and though she was in her 40s, her tight waist and marginal plastic surgery made her look no older than 30. Your cock grew harder in your pants as you watched her sobbing, and Carrie, responding, began stroking you under the table.

After several minutes, you excused yourself to the bathroom to jack off. Before you could get adjusted however, Carrie slipped into the room.

“Mom is cleaning up dinner, I told her I wasn’t feeling good” she said, licking her lips as she stared at your cock. “Was that all me, or is Liz turning you on?”

You smiled sheepishly. “She’s pretty hot. Reminds me of you and Cassidy.” At the mention of her sister’s name, Carrie’s hand flew down her pants.

“Ooh, does my boyfriend want to fuck my mommy too?”

“Absolutely, but there’s no way we kidnap her too. Someone will notice eventually” you sigh.

“She’s a drunk little slut who is lost and needs comfort. Go, put the moves on. You shouldn’t even have to **** her, but I can hold her down if you want to” Carrie smiled.

Your girlfriend is a profoundly fucked little servant for you, and the idea that she gets off on selling her family out to you is too much. You blow your load right there, striking Carrie in the face. She gasps, and licks up what she can reach. “Perfect. Now go out there and cheer up mom”