Chapter 1 Captured and Questioned
    
    
    
     It started when I was 13. I lived with my mom because she'd divorced my dad. To this day I thank my lucky stars that my dad didn't live with us. If he had he would have fought them and we would probably all been killed.
     My mom and I returned from shopping about 6 p.m. and when we got to the front door, it had been broken open. My mother turned to run but both of us were grabbed and taken into the house. In the living room were six black guys all with red bandannas around their necks. "Hey, look, white meat!" one of them said.
     My mom was terrified as they approached us. I knew who they were and was beyond fear. "You live here, bitch?" a large man asked. When my mother didn't answer he slapped her viciously across the face. "I asked you a question, you'd better answer!"
     "Y-ye-yes," she said.
     "This your kid?"
     "Yes."
     "Where's your old man?"
     "W-we're divorced, he doesn't live here with us."
     "Well, looks like we got lucky here, guys. Two white bitches with no man. Bet their cunts can't wait for some cock." Looking at me, he leered. "Or maybe this little one here is a virgin. That right? You a virgin, cunt?"
     "Leave my daughter alone!" my mom yelled.
     The man slammed a fist into her stomach and she doubled over and then he smashed a knee into her pussy and she fell to the floor. "Don't you ever talk to me unless I ask you something, cunt!" Taking me by the hair, he said, "Now, I asked you a question!"
     "No, I'm not a virgin."
     "Good. We're gonna have a lotta fun with you girlie." The other men laughed.
     "Shit! There ain't nothing here worth a fuck. Except these two. Ray, get the truck and we'll take them along. Bubba, bring the bitch's car and lock this place up so it looks normal."
     He looked at me again and I saw a gleam in his eyes. "Carl, take the old broad to the van. I'll be out with this one in a minute." I watched as they dragged mom to the door.
     "What's your name, girlie?"
     "Melissa."
     "Well, Melissa, you're gonna go for a ride. And you won't be needing these anymore..." He roughly grabbed my T-shirt and ripped it off me. Then he pulled my jeans off and ripped my panties away and I was naked. He ran his hands over my breasts, ass, belly, thighs and pussy. "Nice, real nice. How old are you?"
     "Thirteen."
     Taking my tits in his hands, he said. "You sure? These are way to big to be just thirteen."
     "I guess I got them from my mother," I said, embarrassed.
     "Yeah, I saw those big jugs of hers through her blouse. How many times have you been fucked, girlie?"
     "Just once."
     "Yeah, I can sure believe that. You're as tight as a vise. Who fucked you?"
     "A boy at school."
     "Was it good? Did you like it? Did you come?"
     "No, it hurt and I didn't like it and I don't know what you mean by come."
     He laughed. "Oh, baby, you're something else, you are. So your boyfriend didn't know how to fuck, huh? Well, I do, and I'm gonna fuck you, Melissa. Lots of times. And I'll show you what come means. You'll like it when I fuck you." He looked around the room. "Shit, let's get the hell out of this dump. I can't stand it. Say good-bye to this place, baby. You won't be seeing it again."
     I trembled as he took my arm and led me out the door, still naked, into the cold, winter darkness. "Cold, baby? Well, don't worry, we'll warm you up soon." Turning to the man he called Bubba, he said, "See you back at the place. Fix it up good, you hear?"
     As we got to the door of the van and he opened it, I saw my mother inside, blindfolded. He put me in next to her and we drove off. They took us deep into the city. I could tell by the sounds. Finally we stopped and we were led into a building where we went down some stairs and through a lot of doors. The nameless man who had talked to me in the house took me and sat me down on a couch. He made me sit with my legs spread wide. "I want to see your little pussy, baby, and think about what I'm gonna fuck later. Don't close your legs, hear? And don't get off this couch, either, or you'll be punished and you won't like that, I promise." So I sat and waited.
     He walked over to the two men holding my mother's arms. He put his face close to hers and said, "Now look, bitch. You had a bad attitude back there at the house and I should beat the fucking shit out of you. But I think I'll give you another chance." He took the blindfold off my mom and stepped back so she could see me naked on the couch. She gasped loudly.
     "That's right, bitch, look at little Melissa over there. Isn't she beautiful? I like her. She didn't have no attitude problem like you did." He pulled a long, thick leather belt from around his waist and snapped it in my mother's face. "Now here's how it's gonna work. If I ask you a question, you're gonna answer it, and if I tell you to do something, you're gonna do it. Cuz if you don't, I'm gonna have to go over there to sweet Melissa and whip this belt across her pretty, little pussy. Do you want me to do that to her?"
     "N-no," she said.
     "There, that's better, bitch. Just behave like that and it'll all be fine. Now, take off your clothes!"
     I turned my head and he said to me, "Melissa, you watch her. Don't turn your head again!"
     I looked back as my mom began unbuttoning her blouse and took it off. Then she took off her sneakers and slid her pants down her legs, standing there shivering in her panties and bra. She rolled the panties off her hips and down her legs and kicked them off. Finally her bra dropped and her huge jugs popped free.
     The man stepped back behind her and reached around and took a breast in each hand, lifting them. "Jeez, would you look at these tits! They must weigh twenty pounds each!" My mom's face turned red as he rolled her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers for awhile. Then he walked around in front of her and saw her red face. "Don't be embarrassed, honey," he said with a laugh, "you tits may be big but they sure are beautiful and we're all gonna love playing with them. Put your hands on your head." When she did he lightly slapped each breast, watching them move and quiver. "Still nice and firm," he said. "Okay spread your legs and let's see that cunt that sweet Melissa came out of."
     My mom moved her feet about two feet apart and the man kneeled down between her legs. She shuddered as he grabbed her cunt lips and spread them, and pushed two fingers, then three up her pussy. He moved his fingers in and out and twisted them around for almost ten minutes. My mom's breathing grew ragged. "Good," the man said, "still pretty tight and nice and wet and responsive." He pulled his fingers out and I could see them glistening in the light. He put them in his mouth and sucked them dry. "Tastes good too." He was really enjoying my mom's embarrassment.
     "What's your name?"
     "Barbie."
     "Barbie!" he scoffed. "What a fucking stupid name. Like the doll, huh? Well, maybe that's OK after all. It's appropriate."
     "How old are you?"
     "Thirty."
     "That all? Man, you had Melissa when you were just a young chick, huh? Well, that's not too bad. We like them younger, but you'll do OK, I think. Maybe it'll be fun to have an older broad around."
     "I already know about Melissa's sex life. Did you know that she's been fucked?"
     "No."
     "Just once though, and she didn't like it. That'll change soon."
     My mom looked at me and jumped at the word "change."
     "Now I want to know all about your sex life. You can lie if you want to but you're gonna be here a long time and if I ever catch you in a lie to me you'll wish you hadn't. So, are you gonna lie to me?"
     "N-no...but--"
     "But what?"
     "Ill tell you everything you want to know, but could Melissa leave the room, please?"
     "No, she stays, she wants to hear what a hot cunt her mother is too. Don't you Melissa?"
     "Y-y-y-yes," I stuttered after a pause when I saw him coming toward me with the belt.
     "Good," he said, "but next time you'd better answer right away if you know what's good for you."
     He stood close to my mother. "Now, were you a virgin when you were married?"
     "No."
     How old were you," he said, putting two fingers back up her pussy, "when a boy or a man put his cock in here and busted your cherry?"
     "Ten."
     "Did you--" All of a sudden he looked at me as a new, even more humiliating idea for my mom struck him. "Melissa, come here, sweets." I rose and went to him. "Give me your hand, Melissa." He took my hand and, taking three of my fingers, brought it close to my mom's cunt.
     "No, please--"
     As quick as a flash he pushed me back on the floor and called a man over. He told the man what to do and he took my legs and spread them and pulled them back over my head while I was on my back on the floor. My pussy was wide open. Then the man handed the belt to my mom and said, "Take this and whip little Melissa right across her pretty cunt. If you don't I'll do it and if I have to do it she gets ten, as hard as I can. Also if you don't hit her hard enough for me, I'll give her ten anyway. Now, do it!" My mom took the belt and with tears in her eyes, she brought it down between my legs where it exploded directly into my pussy. I screamed and tears filled my eyes. The man took the belt from my mother. "I didn't tell you to talk, did I, bitch?"
     "No, I'm sorry."
     "She's your little girl. I think you'd better watch it, the next time she gets ten, from me." He took my hand again and made me put three fingers into my mom's pussy. "Melissa, what do you have your fingers in?"
     "My mother's p-p-p-pussy."
     "How does it feel in there?"
     "Hot and wet and slimy."
     "Put another finger inside her." He watched while I did it. My mom's face was horrid and tears came from her eyes. "Now, I'm going to whisper the questions to Melissa and she's going to ask you and if you don't answer Melissa's pussy is going to be real painful."
     And we began.
     "Mom, do you love me."
     "Yes, darling."
     "Then why did you whip my cunt?"
     "I didn't want you to put your hand in me."
     He made me move my fingers in and out of her cunt and thrust them and twist them around inside her.
     "What am I doing to your cunt, mother?"
     "You're fingering me."
     "What else?"
     "You're fucking me with your fingers."
     "Do you like it?"
     "N-yes."
     He took my hand out of her and led her over to the couch. He sat my mom down on the couch and made her spread her legs as far as they would go. Then he brought me over and made me kneel between her legs. He took my hand and made me make a fist. Then he forced my fist into her pussy up to my wrist. My mom's eyes widened and she groaned loudly. Then the questions came again.
     "How old were you when you lost your cherry?"--"Ten."
     "Who fucked you first?"--"The boy next door."
     "Did you like it?"--"Yes."
     "Did you come?"--"No."
     "Why?"--"He came too fast."
     "How old was the boy?"--"Eighteen."
     "Did he rape you?"--"No."
     "Did you want him to fuck you?"--"Yes."
     "Did he come in your little pussy?"--"Yes."
     "Did he eat your little cunt?"--"Yes."
     "Did you come then?"--"Yes."
     "Did he ever fuck you in the ass?"--"Yes."
     "Did you come?"--"No."
     "Did you suck his cock?"--"Yes."
     "Did he shoot his sperm in your mouth?"--"Yes."
     "Did you swallow it?"--"Yes."
     "Did you like it?"--"Yes."
     "Did you ever fuck a cousin or a brother or someone in your family?"--"Yes."
     "Who was it?"--"My brother and my f-father."
     "How many times did your father fuck you?"--"I don't know--a lot."
     "How many times did your brother fuck you?"--"Every night and a lot of times in the days too."
     "Did you come when your father fucked you?"--"Yes."
     "Did you come when your brother fucked you?"--"Yes."
     "How many different guys fucked you before you graduated high school?"--"I don't know?"
     "More than twenty?"--"Yes."
     "More than fifty?"--"Yes."
     "Do you know what a gang bang is?"--"Yes."
     "Were you ever in one?"--"Yes.
     "Who gang banged you?"--"My brother and his friends."
     "How old were you?"--"Twelve."
     "How old were they?"--"Fifteen to eighteen."
     "How many were there?"--"Twenty."
     "Did they all fuck you?"--"Yes."
     "Did you let them?"--"I don't understand?"
     "Did you want them all to fuck you?"--"No."
     "Did they force you?"--"Yes."
     "How?"--"My brother told me he would tell my mom about me and him and my dad."
     "Your brother knew your dad fucked you?"--"Yes."
     "And your father knew about your brother too?"--"Yes."
     "Did they ever share you?"--"What do you mean?"
     "Did they ever fuck you at the same time?"--"Yes."
     "A lot of times?"--"Yes."
     "Tell me about that."
     "My mother worked on weekends and my dad was home. He made me stay naked for him all day long until my mother came home. My father and my brother fucked me whenever they wanted to and I had to suck their cocks too."
     "Did your mother ever find out?"--"No."
     "Did you come at the gang bang?"--"Not at first."
     "But later you did?"--"Yes."
     "How many times?"--"I don't know, lot's of times."
     "Were you the only girl there?"--"No."
     "Who else was there?"--"My sister."
     "How old was she?"--"Thirteen."
     "Did they make you play with her?"--"Yes."
     "Did you eat her pussy?"--"Yes."
     "Did she eat yours?"--"Yes."
     "Did you both come?"--"Yes."
     "The boys fucked your cunt?"--"Yes."
     "Your mouth?"--"Yes.
     "Your asshole?"--"Yes."
     "Did they do other things to you?"--"Yes."
     "Name one."--"They tied me up."
     "Another."--"They spanked me."
     "What else?"--"They made me pee so they could watch."
     "What else?"--"They had a dog fuck me."
     "Did you fuck your husband a lot?"--"Yes."
     "Then why is Melissa your only kid?"--"After I had her I got my tubes tied."
     "Why did you get divorced?"--"My husband caught me fucking my brother one day and he left."
     "Is your pussy hot right now?"--"Yes."
     "Would you like to come?"--"Oh, yes!"
     Her body was hunching my hand but he made her stop. Still she trembled and her tits shook like jello and her breathing was heavy. I could feel her thighs clenching and unclenching.
     "Do you like me fucking you with my hand?"--"Yes, oh yes!"
     "Hard or soft?"--"Hard!"
     "If I make you come will you make me come?"--"Yes."
     "How?"--"I'll s-s-suck your pussy."
     "Do you want me to suck yours?"--"Yes."
     The man pulled my hand out of her cunt and laid me flat on my back on the floor, then he led my mom over and made her squat down with her cunt right over my face and her face right over my pussy. "Now, when I tell you to, I want you to eat each other's pussies. Don't stop till both of you have come. Begin." My mother's pussy came down on my mouth as I felt her mouth on mine. I didn't know what to do so I just did what she did. Her tongue entered me and moved around inside me so that's what I did. She tasted acrid and salty but it wasn't bad exactly. I began sucking when she did and she began rubbing her pussy on my lips and nose, up and down, side to side, covering my face with her cunt juice. Then I began feeling hot waves coming from my cunt in unbelievable strength. I began moaning into her pussy and licked and sucked at her harder as the feeling grew and finally exploded through my body in a rush. So this was coming, I thought. Almost instantly, my mother bucked frenziedly against my mouth and almost drowned me with cunt juice.
     "Okay," he said, "that was good. Now, get up and come with me."