it gets worse for Lisa and Heather

Tammy shoved the gag back in Lisa's mouth. "Let me explain something to you about our business."

Lisa watched as her humiliated mother was sat in a chair and had her arms strapped to the arm rests and legs secured to the floor. A collar clamped her neck to the back of the chair. A ball gag was in her mouth.

Tammy walked over to Heather and carressed her hair. "You already know your mother was the sole surviving child of her father the Don Marco Gambrilli. The Gambrilli's, thanks to poor management had lost territory to me and your dad's family. Marco was in poor health and groomed Heather here to take his place. Realizing she wasn't hard enough, he then married her off to your dad who consolidated the two family businesses, but your father was too much of a wimp to stand up to your mom who insisted on being a partner. You NEVER let your spouse in on the details of your operation, so she can NOT be used as leverage. Now your mommy here was a push over. All it took was a two pronged, vibrating dildo barely inserted up her pussy and ass and left on for 12 straight hours for her to spill the beans on your daddy's business. Now I know who his guys on the police **** are and his long term plans."

Tammy leaned down and kissed Heather on the cheek. "Now, this gives me a problem. Your dad will be very upset with little Heather here, so she doesn't give me any more leverage..." Tammy looked up and smiled evilly at Lisa, "but you do! I'm sure he'd pay to get you back safe and sound." Tammy took out her cell phone and made a quick call. She then spoke to her henchmen.

The henchmen turned off the dildo that had been fucking Lisa's ass and pulled it free. They then cleaned up her rectum. A few moments later, a large, beer bellied biker came in with a black case. He walked behind Lisa, and a few moments later, Lisa heard a slight buzzing then felt a sting on her rectum. The man was tattooing something on her ass. This went on for quite a while. In the meantime, Lisa sat off the side, making phone calls, smoking clove cigarettes, and having her henchmen bring her drinks and snacks of fruit and cheese. Finally the tattooing stopped. The henchmen got two mirrors and showed Lisa her new tattoo. In the mirrors Lisa could see she had a large bullseye on her ass with her rectum being the center. She was furiuos.

Tammy got up. "OK now. She walked over to where she had put down her clippers and picked them back up and turned them on. "I cut a strand of your hair, but not much. You can hide it easily. Should I shave you bald now?

Lisa's eyes grew wide, and she shook her head the best she could.

"OK. Free her but her ankles."

The henchmen freed Lisa except for the spreader bar on her ankles and the gag.

"Lisa, you can shave your mom's head, or I can shave your head. Choose."

Lisa looked at her mom who was shaking her head the best SHE could, but Lisa would do anything to keep her lucious mane. She hobbled over to Tammy and took the clippers. She then hobbled to her mother.

"Follow my directions," said Tammy who walked over to Heathere. "Shave a strip down the center of her head from her forehead to her neck."

Lisa hesitated.

"I can do the same to you!"

Lisa put the clippers up to her mom's forehead and started clipping. There was no guard on the clippers, so they cut close to the scalp leaving only stubble. Soon there was a two inch shorn strip down the center of her mother's head.

"Now shave a strip from ear to ear," said Tammy.

Lisa did that too and other things Tammy said. Soon Heather was bald except for two spots of hair on the front of her head over each eyebrow. Tammy motioned to the henchmen who brough Lisa a can of shaving cream and a new razor. Tammy had Lisa shave the stubble off of her mother's head, so that it was smooth. She then had Lisa shave her mom's eyebrows off making her humiliation much more intense.

Lisa looked down at her totally humiliated mother. Heather looked down, tears streaming from her eyes. Lisa looked up at Tammy and tried to speak. Tammy rippped the tape off of Lisa's mouth and removed the gag.

"What was the point of that?" demanded Lisa.

"Oh that was a test of family loyalty and to see how vain you are. Now I have to go for a while. Gentlemen," she said to her henchmen. "Let the humiliations continue and get it all on tape. We'll see what daddy will pay to keep his daughter's humiliations from the internet and the public. Yep, there are hidden cameras filming all of this!"

One of the men slapped a cloth soaked in cloraform over Lisa's mouth, and soon she was out.

Lisa woke up some time later. Her chest hurt. She looked up and and noticed she was strapped to a chair just like her mother was in next to her. She looked in front of her and saw a mirror. Someone had tattooed a penis on her chest. The tattoo was of a penis coming up from her cleavage and spewing cum down over her breasts. She gasped. She was not gagged. "You fucking bitch!" she yelled.

Tammy walked in front of Lisa. Tammy was holding a small glass jar with a milky white substance in it. "Oh, shut up. It could be worse. Look at mommy."

Lisa looked over at her mom. A still gagged. Heather lifted her head and looked at Lisa. "I [heart] cock!" was tattooed across her forehead. Her head sank back down.

"Yep, took the gag off of your mom, and she called me a 'fucking cocksucker,' so I had to teach her a lesson. Now," said Tammy swirling the liquid around in the bottle. "I just happend to illegally come into possession of eight ounces of semen from your father's late prized stud thoroughbred. Your dad loved that horse, and it won him millions. This is the last of his semen. It's worth a LOT of money to your daddy. Now you chug this and you keep your hair, or you return this to your father but...."

Lisa heard the buzz of the hair clippers from behind her.