Chapter Two. Toilet training
"Please, I need to use the loo too," Debbie pleaded after Henry had left the
table for that reason.
"Take her David," Henry ordered, "Treat her like you did your mother."
The toilet and bathroom combined was entered through a door permanently jammed
open, obviously having been like that for many years. "What did your father mean
about treating me like your mother?" Debbie enquired anxiously. To her surprise
David removed his shirt which left him naked from head to socks and showing his
prick which was again three parts hard. She was even more surprised when he sat
on the seat with his knees spread. "It's me that wants to pee," she thought.
Before she could form a question, David sat her facing him on his lap and pulled
her belly tight to his. Her breasts pressed against his nipples as he held her
close, his prick nestled along her slit.
"Piss," David whispered in her ear.
"I can't! It's disgusting."
"Look Deb, just do it. It doesn't hurt and if you complain you'll just get
father angry and we'll probably both feel his belt."
"It's disgusting!" Debbie repeated.
"Do it," David hissed. Debbie couldn't hold it anyway so she let go and her
urine flowed over his prick and splashed back into her pubic hair. The acidic
liquid stung the sore lips of her cunt but otherwise there was just a warm
feeling as the piss made it's tortuous way to the pan. "Everytime you want to
use the loo, you must come and ask me. You will always do it like this."
"What if I want to poop as well?"
"Same thing except I open my legs and you are allowed to use paper to wipe
yourself. Piss has to dry naturally. Dad likes the smell and I am used to it
now."
"This is perverted and revolting. You surely didn't do this with your mother."
"Oh yes we did and a lot more. You'll see." David removed his prick from under
Debbie's cunt and squashed it tightly against her belly and then pissed. Debbie
felt and smelled the pee hit the underside of her breasts and run back down her
body. Once he'd finished David stood and despite Debbie's continued objections,
rubbed the remaining urine into her body until it was only damp. "Now I'm going
to take you to bed and fuck you again."
"No, please, I'm too sore from last time." Debbie guessed her pleas would fall
on deaf ears. Standing up she could feel dribbles of piss running down the
inside of her thighs. David wiped them with his hand and smeared the liquid over
his nipples. He repeated the operation with the piss from his own legs.
Seeing the look of abhorrence on her face David curtly told her to get used to
it, "Dad," he said, "Will probably put his prick between your tits when he
pisses."
Throwing Debbie on the bed he quickly opened her legs and thrust himself in. As
before she felt herself filled with his manhood and cried out as he forced it
hard into her. Her third rape in one evening. It took David longer to cum this
time and when he did, he continued to gently pump his prick back and forth for
some minutes after ejaculation. During this period, Debbie climaxed too, much to
her astonishment. Before she had only cum with her own hand and the once when
Jenny had done it to her.
They lay quiet for a while, David his softening prick still enclosed in her
cunt, his mouth suckling her breasts regardless of the piss taste, Slowly he
withdrew and presented his cock to her closed mouth. He pinched a tit. He
pinched it harder. Debbie cried out through clenched teeth but refused to open
her mouth for him. David resorted to squeezing both breasts as hard as he could
but again, although the pain was excruciating, she managed to keep her teeth
together.
"I'll deal with her, boy!" Debbie looked at the huge man framed in the doorway,
still wearing his shirt and socks but nothing else. In his hand was a wide
leather belt.
"NO!!" she screamed and tried to run but there was nowhere to go and David held
her. She saw Henry rummaging in a drawer and producing several smaller straps
which he flung at David.
"Seems she needs a bit of persuading, just like your mother bitch did," Henry
growled out the remark. David obviously knew what was required of him. Quickly
he fastened a strap to each wrist and ankle and in turn fixed them to the bed
frame with Debbie face down on the bed. All the available pillows were then
pushed under her stomach to elevate her arse nicely to receive the full force of
the belt.
"I warned you about doing as you were told. Now you'll find out why." David
spoke quietly in her ear. Debbie hardly heard, Her body was shaking with fear
and apprehension.
WHAAP! The flat of the belt came down with tremendous force across both cheeks
and the end curled around her thigh. An almost inhuman scream came from poor
Debbie's mouth. Never in her young life had she experienced such pain. Her arse
was on fire, the pain atrocious.
"That's it girlie, squeal. I like it when I make girls scream with pain. And
this is just the start." He raised the belt and again brought it down with
terrible force on the tender flesh. Debbie screamed, struggled, pleaded, begged.
All to no avail. Six times the terrible strip of leather landed causing extreme
pain to the wretched girl as its colourful progress painted the whole of her
bottom from her thighs to her spine a very deep hue.
Her ordeal though was by no means over. Henry climbed on the bed between her
legs and rammed his cock hard into her cunt, paying no heed to her cries as his
hips and hard stomach hit against her tenderized arse. Like his son, Henry took
longer this time but once he came he immediately withdrew and offered the sticky
prick to Debbie's mouth. Almost unseeingly with the tears flowing down her face,
she took it in. Minutes later, Henry stood and left with, "Don't forget, you
still have the washing-up to do."
"Okay, Dad, I'll bring her down in a few minutes." David released the poor
girl's bindings. "Deb, we'll have to go down shortly unless you want another
dose of the strap. I'll do what I can to help you but you must do what I say. I
know what he is trying to do. He is trying to make you into my mother."
David almost had to carry Debbie to the kitchen At David's insistence she tried
to control her crying so as not to disturb Henry who had just settled down to
watch the football match on TV. David did most of the work and told her where
things went. He apologised for his father, "It's just his way," he said and then
added, "It's because of mother," as if that explained everything.
When the clearing up was finished, David took Debbie back to the bedroom
murmuring to his father as they passed, "I'm going upstairs to play with our new
toy." Henry just nodded. Debbie begged him not to hurt or fuck her again. "It's
okay," David replied, "It will be an hour or two before I can get it hard again.
I just want to cuddle and play with you." They lay side by side with Debbie half
on top of David while he played with her tits and rubbed her back.
"David? Did you really do all the things you've done to me to your mother?"
Debbie asked.
"Yes, and much more."
"That's gross. It's incest. I wonder she allowed you to do it and your father
too."
"It's a longish story, Deb, and it wasn't always like this." Deb noticed a
slight catch in his voice before he went on. "It happened when I was fourteen.
The tractor had broken down and father had come back for a part when he noticed
the fertiliser rep's car behind the barn. It was a Sunday and rep's didn't work
Sundays. He crept round and caught mother and the rep shagging. The rep left
with two black eyes and several other bruises. Mother he took into the kitchen
where I was doing my homework. He was very angry as you can imagine. In front of
me her tore mother's clothes off and then ordered me to get some binder twine
from the tool shed. When I brought it, he tied her wrists very tight and the
thin twine cut in but he didn't seem to care. He just fastened the twine to the
hook where the old oil lamp used to hang. He told me to have a good look at my
mother's naked body. I liked my mum and wouldn't have done anything to hurt her
at that time and I was crying to see her in pain but I also got aroused from
seeing her naked. Something I had only glimpsed before.
"Take a good look at this whore," he yelled at me, "She's been rationing my
fucking her while she screwing that arsehole of a rep. Well boy, rationing is
over and we are both going to have our fill of her body whether she likes it or
not." Mother was swearing at him, using language I had never heard her use
before. She called father all the bastards and other names she could think of
until she noticed him take of the leather belt he wore around his overalls. The
same belt he used on you and me too for that matter. "You'll sing a different
tune now whore," father shouted and laid into her with the belt. He hit her
arse, belly, tits, back, between the legs. All over until she fainted. I cut
her down. Her wrists were bleeding from the twine. As soon as she came round
father, laid her on the kitchen table and had me pull her legs back and open,
same as I did you, and in front of me fucked her hard. She was in such pain that
I don't think she understood too much of what was happening as she just lay
there. I was then told to get my cock out and fuck her like he had. Watching the
sexual activity had of course given me a hard-on and even at fourteen I had a
bigger prick than others in my class, but I hesitated to get it out in front of
my mother and father. Dad growled at me to hurry up or he would belt me too, so
I did and once inside my mother I found the experience enjoyable and wanted it
to continue after I shot my load. "From now on, boy," father said, "Whenever you
get a hard on, go to your mother and give her a good hard fuck. She's just a
whore for us to use."
We took mother to the bedroom, gathered up all her clothes and dad took them
away. All he left were slippers, socks, wellies, overalls and a coat. These
items, apart from socks and slippers he locked away so she couldn't get at them
except by asking him. From then on she only wore her bib and brace overalls when
outside. The bib part covered her from the front but left her tits exposed from
the side. The coat she was only allowed in winter. We've still got her overalls
and stuff so you may end up wearing them."
"Oh God No." Debbie exclaimed realising now that she was going to be kept on
this farm for some time. "You're going to keep me a prisoner until you finish
with me!"
"It won't be so bad if you behave," David went on, "Mother actually said she
didn't mind all the fucking if it wasn't for the thrashings. Dad does go over
the top with the belt." David pulled the girl on top of him, his prick once
again starting to harden as the warmth of her belly pressed on it. He tried to
ignore it and went on with his tale. "From that night onwards the three of us
slept and fucked her on this bed. Not being used to having anyone in bed with
me, certainly not a naked moaning woman who was also my mother, I hardly slept
that first night. Dad though snored away. Sometime in the night, mother got up
which woke dad who shouted when he asked where the fuck she thought she was
going. She wanted a piss. I was ordered to take her there and it was then he
conceived the idea of having us piss together. Dad stood and watched and when
she didn't start to pee, he went for his belt. That started her flow and I found
the sensation of having her warm piss run over my cock quite stimulating
especially as her tits were in my face at the same time. I remember I tried to
suck them but she pushed me away only to receive a lash across her back with the
belt. "Whore," he said, "You let the boy do whatever he likes with you." By the
time I returned to the bed I was hard again and I was ordered to fuck mother yet
again. We all must have slept a little until dad got up with a piss hard on and
started to ram it into her again. Watching him, I too became hard and was told
to, "Put it in the bitches mouth," which I did and enjoyed her sucking me off."
"Will I have to do that too?" Debbie asked already knowing what the answer would
be.
"Of course, and now I think would be a good time to start." Debbie could feel
his hardness against her belly. "It's either that or I turn you over on your
sore arse and fuck you again. You can refuse if you don't mind another dose of
the belt but dad won't like being dragged away from the football so you might
get it a lot worse this time. Sucking doesn't hurt, you know, and you have
already had a little taste of our pricks. I think I'll suck you at the same
time." David swung her round into the classic sixty-nine position and with a
further warning for her to work on his cock and to swallow his spunk, started to
lick and suck at her cunt. Despite herself Debbie became very aroused by his
attentions and climaxed twice while she serviced David.
"It looks like you're beginning to learn girlie." Henry's voice came from the
doorway. "I need a piss now. Get yourself into the loo. It's half time so I have
only a few minutes."
Debbie did as she was told half expecting to sit on his lap as she had David.
"No," Henry said, "You sit down." Gingerly she did so. He placed his half hard
cock between her breasts, pointing downwards. "Squeeze those titties around my
cock." Reluctantly she did as asked and then felt Henry pull her head tight to
his belly button. The smell of warm piss assailed her nostrils as she felt the
liquid flow down her stomach and collect in her groin before most of it found
its was between her thighs and into the pan. Henry's knees pressed tightly
against the outside of her thighs preventing her opening them to allow the piss
to drain freely. "Keep them closed," he demanded as he withdrew from her breasts
and let the final few spurts spray her tits. "Now rub the piss into your body
and let it dry." Disgusted and revolted as she was, Debbie knew that to refuse
would cause more pain. Still damp she went back to David.
"You smell nice," he remarked as she painfully climbed on the bed again, "Did he
do it upwards or downwards?" David went on to explain if his father had an
erection, he would point it upwards when it was between her tits and the piss
would spray her chin and face. David once again pulled Debbie on top of him,
this time face to face and kissed her. Debbie just allowed it to happen. "I like
you Deb, I hope you will stay a while." Debbie thought otherwise and just wanted
to get away as soon as possible and have the pair locked up.
"I won't hurt you Deb," David went on, "I never hit mother. Dad did that. When
he was in a good mood, sometimes there might be several weeks before he belted
her but if the weather was bad and he couldn't work on the farm, she had only to
make the slightest mistake and she was tied down and whipped one side or the
other. If you don't disobey him, the only hurt you might get is when we want to
fuck your arse. Mostly we did that when mum had her period. That's only hurts
the first few times. I know."
"You mean he will want to put to put that prick of his up my bum hole?" Debbie
asked disbelievingly. "It's so big it would permanently damage me. You're not
much smaller."
"I've been having his prick up my arse almost daily now for three years and mine
in his," David pointed out. "Since mum escaped, we've had to use each other for
fucking."
"You're gay?"
"Not really. Only when there is no alternative."
"How did your mother escape?"
"We don't really know. She was doing yard work when she came in shouting there
was a fire in a stack. Both dad and I rushed out and sure enough smoke was
coming from a hay stack. While we struggled to separate the smoking bales, she
must have ran off. We think she actually started the fire and somehow must have
arranged for someone to pick her up from somewhere along the road although
neither of us saw a car. Don't you get ideas of escaping. The punishment could
be terrible. As bad as mother had that first night. Worse if the dog gets you."
They lay in silence for a while. David fondling his new girlfriend, as he now
thought of her. Debbie wondering what else they would do to her and if it was
possible to escape. It would be Monday before Jenny returned to the flat and
would start to worry about her absence and then she wouldn't have any idea where
to look.
