Let her mother do as she pleases

Cara decided it was best to let her mother do whatever she wanted. Resistance was proving worthless and more than likely going to end with one of them seriously hurt. And with that in mind, she went limp against her mother's grip.

Still holding her daughter down, Veronica swung her body to the side, no longer pinning her daughter down with her body weight. She reached up to the counter and pulled something down.

By the time Cara realized what her mother was doing, it was too late. Her wrists were bound together behind her back with a tied-up cooking apron.

"Hey!" Cara snapped at her mother.

But Veronica didn't say anything. She merely stood, walked to the kitchen, grabbed a pill bottle from the top and returned to Cara, who was still struggling to stand, her legs still weak from the previous day's ****.

Cara recognized the bottle immediately as her mother's prescription-strength sleeping pills. "No, no, no!" shouted Cara, knowing that her mother intended to knock her out for some reason.

Veronica again sat on her daughter's chest, forcing Cara's mouth open with one hand dumping the remaining contents of the pill bottle down her daughter's throat. "I'm sorry, Cara. I don't know what is happening to me, but it threatened to kill me, and then you. I don't know what it wants but it has to be better than one or both of us dead."

"Mom, you have to resist. It will destroy you unless you fight back!"

Veronica burst in to tears. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I can't stand the pain. Forgive me!"

Cara believed the claims of **** were a lie, but it didn't matter. Consciousness slipped away. The last thing she heard before darkness overtook her were her mother's ear-piercing orgasmic shrieks.

#

Cara awoke back in her bedroom, her thoughts muddled by the heavy dosage. Trying to move, she could feel her wrists and ankles tied to her bedposts with something. Veronica sat in a chair in the corner, her white breasts exposed and pink through her torn sweater and her legs spread wide inside her knee-length black skirt. She was asleep.