Genevieve plays with her daughter

Genevieve entered her daughter's cell. Her daughter, Isabel, was naked, blonde and well built. Her skin had gotten pale. Her wrists were shackled to the ceiling and her ankles to the floor. Genevieve greedily suckled on her daughter's breast.

"You know I love" she said.

After forty years, Isabel had gotten used to the treatment. Despite the decades that passed since her brother made her a thrall, she was still physically twenty three years old.

"Its such a shame your brother rarely lets me play with you" her mother said, "most days I have to watch him fuck you"

Genevieve pulled a lever on the wall, lowering the chains so that Isabel was on her knees. Her mother pulled up her dress, exposing her pussy.

"Lick me up"

Isabel brought her tongue to her mother's pussy. She had learned that her brother had absolute power over her and that she'd have to obey him or suffer the consequences. And whenever her brother gave their mother permission to 'play' with her, Isabel had to obey her mother or suffer the consequences.

Isabel licked her mother's pussy with all her might. Afterwards, her mother raised up the chains again and brought out a whip. Isabel knew what coming next as her mother stepped behind her.

CRACK!

Isabel screamed.

"I know it hurts, Isabel, but your screams are just so delightful I can't resist"

CRACK!

Isabel cried out in agony.

"Its my favourite sound in the whole world"

CRACK!

"The way the whip connects with your flesh"

CRACK!

"Its just so beautiful"

CRACK!