Blackmailed mom. Part 7

The kid who called me didn’t introduce himself, but his voice sounded familiar. As soon as I answered the phone, he started talking. Apparently, the guy was pretty drunk, although he spoke quite fast, and with obvious aggression:

– Hey. We’re going to go to your mom’s house tomorrow, and we’re going to continue to educate that bitch properly,- he and a few other guys were laughing, – Got it? Tell her to lubricate her fucking butt with vaseline beforehand, I’ll make her fucking…

He didn’t finish, he hung up. “Why did he even call me if they have my mom’s number?”, – I thought. In any case, I was intrigued, so from early the next morning I was already sitting in another apartment.

At about 11 o’clock, the doorbell rang. Mom walked over and looked through the peephole. How quickly her face changed from neutral to anxious and disappointed when she saw the crowd of guys there. However, she had no choice but to open the door for them. On her doorstep, 8 teenagers immediately poured in in a crowd, among them was the main one, if I may say so, it was because of his father’s organization that my mom was in this situation. All the other guys were also familiar to me, except for one. This guy was about 17 years old, and he didn’t stand out, except that he had a strange voice and looked a little too unkempt. While all the boys were taking off their outer clothes, mom just stood there, silently shifting in one place. She looked from one boy to the next with a kind of misgiving and confusion, obviously not knowing what to say to them or if she could do anything. The new guy looked at her almost the whole time, and when he took off his cape, he came a little closer to mom and without any warning, grabbed her from behind by the waist and pulled her to him with the intention of kissing her on the lips. However, mom resisted this by pushing the guy away slightly and pulling her head away. After that, the guy let her go and said:

– Oooh, that bitch of yours is completely untrained. Doesn’t know how to greet her masters.

Then the guy in charge came closer to him:

– Yes, while we are working with her, she must have a lot of pride, even though she sucks cocks all the time.

– It’s okay,- answered the unkempt one, – Soon she’ll come running on all fours and licking our feet at the first call.

Mom looked shocked and even angry at the way she was being discussed like a thing. At that moment she apparently had a burst of pride and began to tell the guys that she would not humiliate herself in front of them, she had enough and could not go on like this. The guys just looked at her in surprise.

– Oh, they really can’t do that to you? Then, come on, argue something to us!, – said one of the guys.

Mom stammered and started talking about human rights and dignity and stuff.

– Somehow you didn’t think much about all that when you stood right in this very hallway and sucked my dick, agreeing to be my thing, – said the main one.

Then the guys spent another 10 minutes reminding mom in colors the reasons why she was in this situation. Mom resisted it and tried to argue, but deep down she realized that at least partially they were right. The more the boys talked, the more mommy’s surge of pride began to fade. By the time one of them told her to take off her clothes, the tide was finally gone, and mom, already wiping away her tears, obediently began to pull off her clothes. In a minute she was standing in front of a crowd of guys in just her underwear. The unkempt one approached her and, halfway behind her back, grasped her panties and, clenching them with his fist, began to pull them up. The part of the panties adjacent to her ass literally deepened between her buns, due to the fact that the kid began to pull them hard. This made mom’s plain black panties look like thongs for a while. When he finished pulling them up, he pulled down mom’s panties in one motion, exposing her snow-white ass and thighs in relation to the rest of her body. His hand was instantly on mom’s ass. As he groped her butt, he talked incessantly about how she was praised for a reason. All the while, mom just stood there with her head down and her lips pressed together. But after a minute the guy in one motion shoved several fingers straight into mom’s juicy ass almost to the end and began to actively jerk them. Mom shrieked with unexpected and sharp pain and instinctively reached for the boy’s hand. For this she immediately received a painful slap on the cheek, after which mom took her hand away and began, closing her eyes and clenching her teeth, shamefully endure until this guy played with her ass. The guy was pulling his fingers up pretty hard, and because he was a head taller than mom, she had to stand on her toes to minimize the painful sensations. When he was done and pulled his fingers out he put his hand on mom’s thigh and pulled her against him and said:

– Despite the fact that the bitch is untrained, nevertheless her ass was praised really for a reason. It would be a real crime not to rape such gorgeous lush buns.

Mom was standing there, rubbing with her hand the pain in her butt, which had started to ache because of the guy. After that, the boy turned mom to face him and tightly grasped her ass with both hands, pulling mom close to him, kissing her in a hickey. She didn’t even have time to react, just instinctively brought herself up on her toes. Of course, mom started to shove him away a little with her hands, pushing him into his chest, and yet she continued to obediently endure his brash kiss. When he withdrew from her lips, mom was taken to a room, where she began to be groped by the rest of the guys. Suddenly the main one said:

– By the way, I almost forgot about the present.

He left the room and came back a minute later holding something behind his back.

– Get on your knees, now,- he said, – And put your hands behind your back.

Not knowing what to expect, mom fearfully and slowly lowered herself into her usual humiliating pose and put her hands together behind her back. The kid walked over and began to put something around her neck. It was a black collar, made of some thick material, rather large. But it was not plain, it had several phrases clearly engraved or embroidered on it in white letters. They were arranged in a circle. Bringing the camera’s image closer, I was able to see them. It was in french and the first one read: “La parole du maître pour moi est la loi,” which translated roughly as “My master’s word is law to me”, the second, “Mon cul juteux est fait pour être violé” – “My juicy ass is made to be raped,” and the third, “Ma vocation est d’être une poupée sexuelle pour le maître” – “My vocation is to be a sex doll for my master.” Before mom could ask what it was all for, a chain had already been attached to the collar, which, although decorative, was quite strong. Mom had not yet seen the inscriptions on her new accessory, so she had no idea that what was happening to her was even more humiliating than she thought.

And here she was, with the collar around her neck, sitting naked on her knees, on a chain, the end of which was held by the guy she hated with all her soul. Looking up a little, mother realized that the chain was being pulled hard, and looking at the guy, she saw him pulling it towards himself with one hand.

Without any chance of resistance, mom began to crawl humiliatingly closer to the guy, following the chain and collar pulling on her neck. After a few seconds, her head was almost pressed against the guy’s groin. With one hand he pulled the chain upward, while with the other he gripped mom’s hair tightly.

– And so, now you memorize the rules carefully, got it, bitch? The first rule has to do with your collar: you don’t take it off now, well, maybe only when you sleep. The rest of the time, you always wear it, got it? Say yes if you understand.

With a trembling voice, my mother tried to object, but the hairs on her head, clenched even tighter, made it clear to her that it was pointless to argue now. So a second after that, the same shaky and pitiful “yes” came from mommy.

– Second, now we’ll all come more often and even stay for a few days and all the while, as long as at least one of us is here, you’re not allowed to wear a single item of clothing on you. Simply said, in front of us, you will walk around naked only, well, or whatever we tell you to wear personally. Understood?

I could see mom pressed her lips together, holding back the onslaught of tears. And once again, overcoming her pride, she answered in the affirmative.

– Since we have not yet had time to think up all the rules for you, they will appear in the future and any of them you, stupid bitch, unconditionally accept and agree. Nod if you understand.

Though with a slight delay, mom nodded sadly.

– Fourthly, from now on you will address all of us as masters, if you need to address us in any way, you will say “master”. You will be obliged to add that word at the end of every sentence. Failure to follow any of the rules will be punished.

I thought my mom even flinched and her face became even more concerned. ‘Yeah, mommy, it’s not very nice to be called your masters by a group of teenagers raping you with impunity,” – I thought.

– I don’t hear confirmation, bitch! – the guy shouted lightly at my mom and pulled the chain up harder.

All that was heard from mom in response was another pitiful “got it”. After that, a painful slap flew down her cheek.

– You didn’t understand the last rule very well, did you? – said the guy who had slapped her.

Holding her hand to her burning cheek, mom looked up at the guy with a pleading look, but all she saw in response was his evil and insolent smirk. And lowering her gaze she, unable to hold back her tears, barely squeezed out the cherished:

– I understand… master.

At that moment, perhaps, was reached the apogee of her humiliation at that time. Naked, sitting on the floor, with a collar on a chain, she addressed “master” to the 17-year-old boy who had already raped her repeatedly.

After that, mom was forced to change her clothes. She was given a small black T-shirt, fishnet stockings and panties with suspenders and small laces. Apparently, these clothes were still bought at a sex shop with her money. Then she was blindfolded and the guy made her crawl around the apartment for an hour, periodically passing the chain to other guys, and mom continued to obediently follow them, not seeing anything in front of her. At the same time they slapped her ass so that after the third or fourth slap she was red all over. Her cheeks and back were also beaten. Sometimes they grabbed her legs so that mom, performing another awkward movement, because of the blindfold on her eyes, fell down flat, and then she, already lying down, was pressed to the floor with their feet, not allowing her to get up. At one moment the guy holding the leash pulled it upwards, the other two boys grabbed my mother’s hands, and the fourth one pulled down my mother’s T-shirt and attached two clamps connected by a chain to her nipples. Then he began to pull them hard by the chain. Mom immediately started screaming, shrieking and making a lot of other painful sounds. All this was accompanied by loud laughs of the guys and insults towards mom.

When they finished these taunts, they returned to the original position, and mom, with her eyes already untied and completely naked, was again at the groin of the main guy. However, this time, he was not wearing pants, and in front of her face was his excited cock. And barely mom began, already to some extent for herself, habitually, slightly choking, sucking this cock, as the guy said:

– Oh, I think we forgot about our other present. Bring it over, our slut can’t wait to test it out.

Mom swallowed hard at the lump of fear that came up. One of the boys left the room, returning with a small suitcase. When he opened it, everyone could see that inside were various sized anal hooks with a mass of nozzles to choose from.

The guy chose probably the hardest one of them all. There were four balls on that nozzle, arranged in ascending order, so that the biggest one went in last. It made the hook look a lot more impressive. Mom’s fear-filled face perfectly conveyed the emotions of a woman realizing that she was about to be forcibly stuffed with this huge thing. Taping one end of the chain to the back of the hook, the boy attached the other end of the chain to mom’s collar. The mom herself, with obvious wariness and uncertainty in her voice, began to ask the kid to stop. Pulling her face up to his, he said:

– And so, now I’m going to drive this hook into your ass. Your job is to be patient. You’ll be walking around with it for at least two hours. Any squeaks, moans or anything else during the process of shoving it in, I’ll add an hour to that time. One sound – one hour.

Mom only squirmed and nodded slightly. In an instant she was positioned and the first, smallest of the balls on the hook was inserted into her ass. At this point, the flow of mom’s tears increased slightly, but she really didn’t make a sound. However, the guy wasn’t going to spare her, so he inserted the 2nd and 3rd ball much sharper and faster, literally in one motion. Of course, here mom had no chance to hold back and a long, shaking due to crying moan came out of her. The boy moved the hook several times in different directions, which caused a few more no less sweet moans. Mom’s knees and hands were already trembling intensely, but there was one more, the biggest ball coming. It, unfortunately for mom, the guy inserted it just as sharply as the previous 2. As soon as the hook was fully inserted, a flood of tears came out of mom and her moans began to turn into squeals. It went in really deep, but the sight we saw was worth it. The hook perfectly outwardly took the shape of mom’s ass and part of her back. The chain that connected the hook to the collar was taut, so that now any movement of her neck echoed painfully in her poor ass.

And the boys wouldn’t be themselves if they didn’t make her afterward, pulling her leash, twist her head and neck as often and as sharply as possible.

– How’d you like the hook, bitch? How deep did it go? By the way, you’re gonna be walking around with it for a long time. Personally, I count at least three extra hours.

Mom just cried more, begging the guy to have mercy on her.

– Don’t worry, I’ve already set the timer, – the kid continued to mock, not even noticing her words.

According to mom’s emotions, the hook really went in properly, deep and tight. After all, when she was forced to crawl again, all her movements became noticeably more stiff and were accompanied by moans, sighs and even rare requests to pull it out.

Surely, in those moments, mom was regretting a lot that she had such a luscious ass. After all, her big, plump and prominent ass always attracted attention. Even before all these events, there were times when we, for example, were riding public transportation with my mom on business, and I always noticed how people stared at her. Well, her ass, obviously. Stared as teenagers, who after a few seconds of contemplation, hid their hands in their pockets, trying to hide their hard-ons, and quite grown men, some of whom were clearly over 60. And in all these looks always read only one desire – to fuck this sweet tantalizing ass. There were even two occasions when my mom and I had to ride the subway during rush hour, in a fully packed carriage. In the first case it was a gray-haired, bearded man who looked to be about 50 years old at least. He was standing right behind my mom and, trying to simulate the crowd as plausibly as possible, was actively pressing his torso against her butt. Mom didn’t seem to notice it, or pretended not to. In the second case the man was much younger, he was about 25-30 years old. He went even farther and without a fraction of shyness one hand brazenly groped her ass for a couple of seconds. Mom, of course, felt it and expressing her displeasure in advance, began to turn back, but the man had already squeezed through the crowd and disappeared into it.

However, the differences from the current situation were striking. Especially in the fact that before everything was limited to observation and fantasy. Only in the cases described above did the two go a little further. In these circumstances, it turned out that, let’s say, the same teenagers who just yesterday only stared at mommy’s ass and imagined all sorts of things, today can do whatever they want with it.

It had been about 3 hours since the anal hook had been driven into mom’s ass. All this time the guys continued to “educate” her, although by and large everyone understood that they were just projecting their different fetishes on mom and humiliating her for fun. The desire to humiliate her was so great that during the whole 3 hours they never fucked her, they just didn’t have time for it. The guys just jerked her off or made mom do it with her hands. They jerked her off with their feet, between her thighs, with her hair, with anything they could think of. So that after the first hour there were large white drops of cum dripping from almost every part of mom’s body, and in some places they had even dried. All this was accompanied by constant insults and a copious stream of mate in the direction of mom. Some of the boys liked to rub their cocks on mom’s face before they started jerking off on her. They’d get her on her knees, stand in a semi-circle, tilt her head back and start rubbing their dicks on her face. Dropping and tapping on her lips, nose, cheeks, forehead and closed eyes. They put their balls on her and kept rubbing with them, forbidding mom to breathe with her mouth so that she could “enjoy” all the abundance of odors that their cocks exuded. It was, if I may say so, a kind of humiliating ritual to which they subjected mom before spewing their seed on her.

One of the guys went through mom’s things and managed to find a beautiful black lace bra. Mom had bought it a couple years ago, but had never worn it, for it was too revealing and vulgar. Of course, the guy’s first thought was to get her to try on the thing she’d found. All her refusals were ignored as usual, so a few seconds later the bra was already successfully put on. Mom looked very erotic in it, almost better than with fully exposed breasts. Black elegant, half transparent bra perfectly fit her breasts, making it many times more expressive. The kid who found it couldn’t hold back and approached mom and shoved his cock between her breasts. Next, he made mom tighten her tits with her hands so that they would grip his device more tightly and ordered her to move up and down. With the anal hook shoved deep into her ass and already tired, it was incredibly difficult for mom to make all these movements. Not only did the foreign object make her uncomfortable from any of her movements, but the guy, whose cock was now wedged between her breasts, was actively slapping Mom’s cheeks if she even slightly slowed down the pace with which she was jerking his device. Mom squeezed her tits as hard as she could with her hands so that the guy would cum faster and finally calm down. After a couple minutes, the guy grabbed her hair, using it as a support and after making a few more movements, cumming profusely. The cum immediately splattered her bra and mom’s breasts, getting a little on her neck. When the guy withdrew, she, breathing heavily began to swipe away the drops of his seed. But no sooner had she cleaned off the little bit that had gotten on her neck than she saw the next cock in front of her.

The boy’s order to clamp it between her breasts again was immediately followed. Raising her head at the guy standing in front of her, mom lightly wiped away her tears and sighed heavily, raised herself up, starting to push the guy’s cock under her bra again, further squeezing it with her tits. And no matter how much mom complained about being tired and cried, unfortunately for her, all of the guys present took advantage of her breasts for self-satisfaction. She looked too sexy and attractive in that black bra.

Barely half of the allotted time had passed, and mom’s poor ass was already quite irritated, because they were not a minute behind her, every now and then rubbing the hook, pulling the chain or the chain itself. Sometimes the boys got too carried away, and instead of causing discomfort, the hook began to hurt. At such times, mom would immediately shriek and tearfully beg them to stop.

When there was about an hour left before the allotted time expired, some of the guys who still had strength and sperm in their balls decided to try new sensations for themselves. By that time mom herself was already very tired, both physically from the constant violent actions directed at her, and morally from constant humiliation of all kinds. The first guy made her sit on top of him, and the second guy stood on top of her. Mom was obviously nervous, for she did not understand what they were going to do with the two of them, for one of the “aisles” for cocks was occupied. The answer to her mute question was not long in coming. The boy lying under her grabbed mom by the waist and, pulling her up to him, inserted his cock into her vagina. And what was mom’s surprise and fear at the same time, when the second boy began to shove his device into her vagina. She started to yell at them and shove them away, but it was too late. Both dicks had already started roughly and hard on mom. Mom had never had a double vaginal and I don’t think she ever counted on it. And she certainly didn’t expect to be raped like this by two teenagers. Their cocks rubbed tightly against each other and against her vagina, barely fitting the two of them in there. The sweetly and pitifully moaning mom no longer had any strength to resist in any way. So she just kept moaning, occasionally trying to wipe away the endlessly rolling tears. Watching what was going on and hearing all those caressing noises from mom was too arousing. That’s why a couple more guys couldn’t resist: one of them came up and pushed his cock into mom’s throat so that his balls rested on her chin, and the other stood on the corner of the bed, took mom’s hand and wrapped his cock around it and started jerking it off. In spite of their fatigue, the guys must have been pretty turned on, for they were fucking mom hard. Even the guy who was fucking her with the hand did it quite aggressively and quickly. Mom at the same time, coughing from the deep cock shoved into her throat and trying to swallow a huge stream of drool and pre-seminal fluid, so as not to choke, was somehow squeezing out of herself pitiful sounds. By intonation it was possible to assume that these sounds mixed with crying were probably her inarticulate pleas to the guys fucking her to stop or at least to be gentler. Mom’s position really was hard to envy. The anal hook alone, which had been quite deep in her poor ass all this time, was causing a lot of discomfort. And now she was being fucked hard in her vagina by two cocks at once, another one she had to jerk off, and a fourth one was pushing all the way down her throat, making her choke and let out new streams of tears from her eyes. “I wonder how much you, mommy, regret getting into this whole money thing right now? Or maybe you’re more regretting your overly sexy body attracting those bastards?”, – I pondered as I watched mom continue to be fucked mercilessly and brutally.

The guys who had her vagina cum first, filling mom’s uterus with a double load of cum. The kid whose cock was being serviced by her mouth cummed next. He sped up and, once again pushing his cock all the way down mom’s throat, cummed. Mom coughed loudly and, rolling her eyes, began to swallow little by little what her rapist had spurted. When he was already pulling out his cock, some of the semen also got on her tongue, and a little later, on her lips, from where she, by order of the same boy, had to lick and swallow everything clean. And the fourth released his cum was the guy who was jerking off with the help of mom’s hand. When he came, the other three had already moved away. This guy took mom’s hand away just before he finished and, pointing his cock at her face, cummed profusely on it. Mom only had time to squeeze her eyes shut before several copious jets of cum splashed onto her cheeks, lips, and even her forehead.

After that, she collapsed almost without energy. The whole crowd of guys, laughing, discussing plans for the evening and everything that had just happened, began to get ready. While they were getting dressed, the unkempt one and the main one started a dialog:

– Yeah, we fucked that bitch up pretty good, – said the main guy.

– Yeah, she’ll know her spot. But there’s still a lot of work to do.

– Well, what can we do, we’ll keep going. At least, the beginning has been made and this insolent bitch has already been put on a chain.

They obviously liked to talk about mom in such a derogatory tone, probably in those moments they felt the most power over her.

Almost just before they left, it dawned on mom that she would probably not be able to remove the foreign object from her ass, as it was driven in quite deep, and also tightly tied with a chain and collar. She wiped her face clean of cum and walked out into the hallway, turning to the guy. To avoid getting into more trouble she had to begin her request with, “Excuse me….. master.” “I wonder how difficult it is for you to address a person like that?”- I thought after hearing her words.

– What is it? Something in your ass is bothering you, bitch?, – the main one asked wryly, – I thought you passed out after the double vaginal. Well, since you’re fine, you realize that for us to take out your hook, you need to ask us nicely.

Another shiver of fear ran through mom’s body, but I could see from her face that she generally knew she would. Sighing she began to lower herself to her knees. When she sat up fully, the unkempt one said:

– There, you already know your pose. The hours of your upbringing have not been in vain.

Mom, though not very noticeably, but gritted her teeth from the resentment and slightly clenched her hands on her knees. Even so, the main boy could see her quiet anger, so he decided to press the issue.

– That hurt, didn’t it, bitch? Yes, I think very much, – he said, sitting up to mom from behind, – Well, nothing, we’ll have to endure. Remember, humiliation is your new way of life now. So get used to it.

A few tears of resentment fell onto mom’s knees. But before she could cry fully, the guy tilted her forward and, unhooking the chain connected to the hook from her collar, began to slowly remove the foreign object. After pulling out the first ball, the guy said:

– Now start begging for me to take the rest out.

Crying a little, the mom started picking up the right words, and humiliatingly begging the guy to take the hook out of her. After about 5 minutes of continuous verbal embarrassment, moaning and short shrieks of mom, the hook was pulled out. Before she could exhale and raise her head, she heard the guy’s voice:

– Okay, well, now thanks for my generosity.

After these words mom saw in front of her the bare leg of the boy who spoke.

– You’ll have to work with your tongue, – he said with a grn.

Mom had had to lick his feet before, but she could hardly get used to it. So even though it wasn’t the first time she’d been forced to do it, it didn’t save her from a few seconds of disgust and another plea for pity thrown into the void. And, after a brief pause, mom began to bring her face closer to his leg. The guy’s hand on the back of her head helped her get closer even faster. Being almost at point-blank range against his leg, mom, barely able to hold back the tears, began obediently licking the foot of her 17-year-old master.

After 5 minutes, the kid finally allowed mom to lift her head. As soon as she sat up, straightened her back, she was immediately slapped, though not very strong, but sensitive, after which the boy said goodbye to mom until tomorrow and left the apartment. His example was followed by the rest of the group of boys, giving her a good slap before leaving.

When the last of the teenagers left the apartment, mom stood up, rubbing her red cheek, and tiredly went into the shower. After washing in the mirror, she looked at the collar, from which she was able to unhook the chain on her own. Using the translator, she was able to understand what was written on it, which made her want to wear it even less. However, she had no choice, so in the future, when I was at home, she purposely wore things that could cover her neck.

Since the main one said goodbye to my mother until tomorrow, I saw no point in returning home, so I stayed at the other apartment waiting for the next day.

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