Trapped Ch 2   Carmela
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Mexican domestic blackmailed into sex by her employer, he takes
her three beautiful daughters as well.

MF-Mf-ff-Ff-BDSM-violence-language.
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The idea for this story came from a member of AOL who declined to
allow me to give him credit. But he knows who he his and how
grateful I am for the idea.


By William DuPain and unknown


By the time nightfall came around and the household was still in
the silence of reverie she was flowing almost constantly with the
memory of his impulsive touch and impetuous sexual slang.


Maria entered his room by stealth and he rose from the bed
completely nude, making her cheeks flame yet again. She stretched
up to kiss him, as her warm hand encircled his throbbing cock and
began to gently stoke him.


When he broke the kiss his teeth went to her ear lobe and his
hand slipped inside her panties. He whispered to her how exotic
she felt to him under his hand, noting how wet she already was.
She nuzzled his shoulder while his evil fingers passed over her
stiff clit making her shudder against him with the rush of
pleasure he gave her.


Maria had shaved herself down there as he had instructed and the
passage of his fingers over her smooth skin was electrifying to
her senses. His forbidden acts on her body in this still and
darkened room, only enhanced her arousal at his touch.


"Would you mind giving me a little oral recreation before we get
down to business?" he asked her.


She kneeled in front of him her cleavage below inspirational to
his instincts in the extreme. It was Robert's turn to tremble
slightly, as the soft warm ring of her lips, slid slowly down the
shaft of his hard meat. It was the sweetest mouth he had ever
known and he whispered so above her, she would have smiled if she
could have.


Maria had his balls tight against his cock in no time, her
enthusiastic application producing a seemingly endless bounty of
drool that dribbled down her chin as she sucked. He lifted her to
her feet when he knew he couldn't take anymore and she leaned
into him for a kiss.


Robert edged Maria toward the bed, after she gave him back his
lips, and laid her across it with her feet on the floor. He
removed everything she had on and admired her new haircut.


"You look beautiful down their, my wild Spanish rose!" he told
her, as he admired the swelling rise of her prominent ridges and
her hard, defiant clit, peeking out from between them.


"I'm glad you think so Roberto," she sighed.


He knelt before her and covered her quickly as he lapped her
clit. Maria nearly doubled up from the sharp sensation that shot
through her body, her hands coming quickly to the top of his head
in an effort to push him away.


"My God Roberto, please take it easy you nearly made me pee!" she
giggled.


He did, through a smile. He licked all around her mound and
lightly down her ridges, then paused to tease her entry with the
tip of it, then headed back up to her clit again. He held her
wrists firmly at her sides, as he began to probe her in earnest
and she immediately began to moan and buck upward toward his
mouth.


His tongue was like dark voodoo against her newly shaved organ
and it soon had the dark passions in her roaring to high heaven,
as her hips began that age-old dance of lust, against his face.


She struggled for supremacy of her arms but lost, as he devoured
her sensitive cunt on the edge of his bed. She was beside herself
with the feeling of it; her husband would never have done such a
thing to her. Laying here now, surging with the pleasant passion
of it she couldn't help but wonder why?


He paused, "You like it don't you Maria, you wicked little slut?"
he asked teasingly.


"Yes Roberto, it feels unlike anything before it!" she sighed.


Robert pulled her to a sitting position there at the edge of the
bed and when he approached her she didn't hesitate to kiss him,
but took his mouth with an eager hunger that he deeply admired.


Her hand went deep between them seeking the firmness of his cock
and when she found it she squeezed him while they kissed. She
refused to let his mouth go, as her hand began to move forward
and back on the length of his bucking meat.


She brought the head of it to her crevice and used it against her
burgeoning clit running it back and forth over her sensitive nub.
Robert was taken with it and broke her hold on his mouth to draw
back and watch. She whimpered with her eyes closed, as she
manipulated his organ against her wet folds.


"My god woman you are a hot one!" he whispered in awe.


"I've been without this one so long!" she whimpered.


Robert placed both hands at either side of her face and slowly
entered her body with his cock. He watched the eyes brighten, the
flesh quake, and the full lips part with a rushing breath. She
was fantastic to watch, so alive with the sensation of his
slightest touch, and so easily motivated with sexual slang, they
were the things that made him enjoy being with her so much!


Maria parted her lips and placed her mouth at the side of his
neck, then sucked as her tongue swirled over the warm flesh
beneath it. It was a direct line between Robert's cock and
Maria's tongue that drove him to an elevated rate of entry.


She began to moan Loudly, as his pubic began to drive against
hers, smashing her sensitive clit with each powerful thrust. She
clung to his neck, as he battered her hungry passage with his
hot, bloated mass.


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Unknown to the two of them, Maria's daughter Carmela had heard
her mother's song of passion in her own room, and came forth to
investigate the noise. She stood with her ear against the door of
Robert's bedroom and knew the two were fucking in there.


She could plainly hear her mother whimper as Robert impaled her
with his dick. The young, raven-haired beauty began to get
excited and wished she could peek and see for herself what was
happening inside.


She heard her mother explain how she loved the feel of his hands,
mouth, and cock as he fucked her. Carmela's hand drifted down the
front of her short sheer nightgown seeking to comfort her own
organ, which she knew was going moist now.


Carmela heard her mother's voice begging Roberto to fuck her
savagely and the words coupled with the feeling of her fingers
down there was making her hotter than she'd been in some time.


Carmela flexed her entire body, as her finger entered her secret
place and joy leapt from the place of her caress to rush upward
and seduce her brain. She was burning as she flowed against her
hand, and the sound of her mothers hot love making filled her
wanton ears.


She heard her mother whimper from the other side of the door,
"Roberto you're like a bull inside my pussy!"


Carmela's fingers began to pump faster into the wet warmth
between her legs and she shivered, as her impending conclusion
rushed toward her!


"Oh dios Roberto hace que viene por favor, Oh God Robert, make it
come, please!" she heard her mother cry.


Carmela felt the inside of her body close down tightly on her
fingers, as her mind was ripped from her body and the buds of her
breasts exploded. But the hot teen kept pounding the tiny opening
with a fierce barrage of hard fast strokes.


It was all the lusty teen could do to keep from screaming as the
heat of her orgasm consumed her total personality. As the storm
in her body abated and the raging winds of her lust died, she
stood there and shook from the force of her come. The front of
her nightgown was soaked through, and her juice was smeared
allover her inner thighs, but she was peaceful inside again.


Carmela returned to her bed, the words and sound of her mother's
pitiful plea clearly etched into her memory, "he must be hung
like a beast she thought," and smiled wickedly with the passage
of it.


The raven-haired vixen squeezed her beautiful thighs together
tightly, once more, before rolling over and drifting away to
sleep.


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Robert forced Maria's wrist down against the bed as he drove
himself deeply into her quaking flesh.


"You're my slut now Maria and you'll fuck the friends I tell you
to fuck, when I tell you. You love your cock and lots of it don't
you baby?" he asked.


Her voice was ragged and broken, as she replied almost
breathless, "Yes Roberto, I do like it and I'll do whatever you
say!" she said just before she came.


Maria's body began to arch against him rapidly, as her hips moved
up to match his stroke, slamming her pelvis against his body hard
and smashing her excited clit against the harsh bone of his
pubic.


She felt the first hot stream of his thick come explode against
her womb and lost her mind with the beauty of its force. She came
screaming, slamming her body against his, struggling to free her
arms as he drove his thick monster into her private area and
emptied his hot seed there.


She lay beneath him, her heart racing, her lust sated, realizing
that she was no longer the chaste mother she had once been. She
loved the wild sex with a strange man and she knew that when his
friends came to fuck her too, she would love that as well, she
would become nothing more than a whore, and the idea was becoming
appealing to her.


"You fuck like a bitch my raven beauty, and that, is no insult!"
He spoke.


"Thank you my wild stallion!" she sighed.


His words, in some strange manner, made her feel sexy as she lay
there beneath him. She smiled as the heat of his seed warmed her
insides and she felt the man shrink inside her body.


Maria slept in Robert's room that night nestled against his body
and rested beautifully.

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The next morning Robert woke to the rich smell of fresh brewed
coffee and discovered Maria had already left his bed. He slipped
on a pair of boxer shorts and headed out for the bathroom at the
end of the hall.


When he came out he noticed Carmela's door was opened and he
peeked in as he started to go by ... and stopped dead in his
tracks. The beautiful teen was lying across the edge of the bed
with her feet flat on the floor, her legs spread wide, and her
hands frantic between her legs.


Robert walked straight in and stood beside her, closing the door
behind him as he entered. He looked down into her eyes and found
the fires of her passion burning brightly. They answered the
fever in his own with unflinching dedication and Carmela never
once slowed the pace of her fingers!


"You're a raging vision of beauty you know!" He said.


She smiled, and it was sweetest evil he'd ever seen. "Touch me!"
she whispered.


He looked down between her legs at the perfectly formed mound,
with its high swollen ridges, and gaping pink slit, and his mouth
watered.


He kneeled between her legs and his hand took hers, pulling her
fingers out of the wet, and swollen opening there. He raised them
to his mouth and licked each finger clean, as her eyes stormed
fiercely with the shiver that caressed her flesh.


He pulled her up to a sitting position and kissed her, and
Carmela was ravenous with hunger, she had been here many times
before. Her tongue subdued his quickly and sighed in triumph, as
her hand found his bulging cock.


"I could eat this for you Mr. Worthington and make you feel so
good!" She whispered, as she squeezed him.


"You will eat it my beautiful passion flower, you will come
around it and feel its seed fill you. Once you've had me, you
will never forget the emotions I inspired in your mind, or the
hunger that will burn in your belly from my words.


He hooked her legs in his arms, lifted them high, and moved his
face between her legs, as she fell back to the mattress again.
With the first hurried lash of his tongue she trembled and sang,
her moan deep, smoky, and rich with her lust.


She took his hair between her fingers and guided his mouth in its
journey over her pulsing organ. She ground her lower body against
his face, as the doings of his sweet tongue thrilled her flesh
there. She was shaking and panting fiercely, as the whip of hell
in his mouth blessed her sinful body with its sweet, insidious
joy!


Recitals of pure passion, mingled with blessings, poured in a
heated rush from between the lips of the enraptured teen goddess.
She was under the spell of her own craving and the madness of the
moment was the devils tongue between her legs.


"¡Oh mi diablo dulce cómo amo su wicedness! Oh my sweet devil,
how I love your wickedness!" she cried out, as she began to
shake.


She cooed like a dove at the mating season, happy, having finally
found her mate.


Carmela's body rocked sweetly gentle against him, while it slowed
at the urging of her waning fires. While peace stood upon the
distant shores and beckoned to her, across the still, cool
waters, between them.


Robert found the mystery of her eyes again, and they smiled.


"Stay with me please Roberto ... please!" she whispered.


"I can't my dear, but I will return tonight and finish this thing
between us. Don't touch yourself there today Carmela, please save
it for me," he told her.


Her fingers lifted to the side of his face and caressed the skin
there as replied, "No lover, I'll be a good girl today!"


His eyes drank in her shape once more and felt a deep
appreciation for the artistic appeal of her beautiful body and
face.


He slipped out of her room unnoticed and headed down the hall to
his pee, too long neglected now.


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He sent Maria to shop for new cloths for her and the girls, while
he took care of the banking and other errands that day. But by
the time he got back home that evening they had already gathered
around the dinning table. Maria had managed to cook supper for
the group in between everything else she had to do that day.


"Are you going to eat a bite with us Roberto?" she asked, as she
poured a glass of wine for him.


"Of course, it smells wonderful," he told her.


He took the glass from Maria's hand and sipped the ruby red
Lambrusco, his eyes losing themselves momentarily in the warm,
soothing color of its body. He rose and walked to the island and
picked up the bottle and a clean, stemmed glass. Then filled it
and placed it in front of Carmela, she lifted her face, and
smiled her gratitude, directly into his eyes.


She was a marvelous cook, but as is often the case with wonderful
things, they end too quickly. They chatted between themselves
about the new cloths and shoes and the time sailed on, and the
wine ran low.


The girls peeled off one by one and headed to their rooms until
only Maria was left there to keep him company. He rose and moved
up behind her, as she wiped the counter, then playfully slapped
her bottom. She turned placing her hands on the edge of the
counter with her shoulders drawn back, making her full breasts
stand out proudly.


He found a smile when he looked down at her, "may I drop by your
room later Maria?" he asked.


"Do I have a choice Roberto?" she asked him.


He looked again into her dark, sparkling eyes, and it wasn't
hatred there, but only sorrow.


He turned, and walked away, heading upstairs to his room.


As he approached his door he noticed that Carmela's was wide open
and he stepped in and found her in her panties only on the bed.
Her sweet, vibrant mound, rose dramatically from her flat tummy
and vaulted high against the fabric of her bright panties.


"Come to my room in about twenty minutes Carmela, I need to
shower first," he told her.


"Yes sir," she replied with a smile.


He was lying on the bed firm with his anticipation when she
walked in; her proud mound was awash in silver moonlight, as it
peeked out between the edges of her sheer gown. He rose and
crossed to where she stood her eyes fastened to the movement of
his hand as he reached for the swollen lips of her young cunt.


Roberts's fingers found her folds slick, and slippery with her
secretions, and it pleased him that she had been excited about
their meeting tonight. Her body flexed with the movement of his
hands over her and she sighed sweetly before him.


Carmela moved to kiss him, the passion of it consumed her, and
she lost herself in the moment biting his lower lip fiercely
making him pull back.


"Fucking bitch!" he hurled, without even thinking.


Carmela's anger flared hot immediately and she slapped the much
taller man where she stood. On instinct alone he slapped the
smaller teen dropping her to the floor immediately.


"Bastard!!!" he heard her hiss below him.


He was pissed to his core, as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her
up, she tried to claw him and he slapped her again. He literally
flung her to the bed and was immediately on top of her. He ripped
her gown from her body and shredded her undies as he pulled those
away as well.


There was hailstorm of Spanish insults hurled against him, as he
undressed the recalcitrant teen.


Holding her by the throat, he reached down to the nightstand
beside his bed and retrieved from a drawer there, two nylon
restraints. He fixed one around the wrist he was holding and then
leaned down as her fist pounded his back, and secured the strap
around the bed rail, pushing the Velcro in place securely.


He slapped her again when he sat up and her eyes glowed brilliant
with her hatred, he got up and retrieved the brown leather crop
from his closet. He slowly reached down and picked up the soft
undies and wadded the cloth into a ball then shoved it in her
mouth. He slapped her again for trying to bite him when he gagged
her, and then he restrained her other arm as well.


She was beautiful laying there, in spite of his anger with her
behavior, her olive thighs curved inward nicely, as they came to
the junction of her legs. Her breasts were perfectly symmetrical
and proud in her present position. Her hair was wild about her
head to match her deadly eyes, and her jutting mound was art in
itself, gaping pink at the moment.


He swung the crop above her, purely for the effect of its hiss as
it moved through the air. Then suddenly it sank its ragged fiery
teeth deep into the flesh of her thigh, Carmela's body jerked, as
the fire claimed her flesh and mind. Repeatedly he administered
his cruel correction of her wayward heart while a dirge of sorrow
rose from her throat, and filled the room with its dark sadness.


He stopped and placed his hand between her legs and she clamped
her legs together tightly in defiance. He very slowly moved the
head of his crop along the outer side of her leg while her tear
stained eyes begged a reprieve. Slowly she parted them for him,
as she repented of the action, and he took his liberties there,
gently loving the distressed creature with his soft touch.


He bent over her, covered her aroused nipple with his mouth, and
heard the light whimper she desperately tried to suppress. He
kissed his way down the center of her belly and felt it quake
along the way with the caress of his tongue.


He slapped her cilt lightly and she moaned, he slapped her again
and her hips rose begging the temptation that twisted caress
again. His fingers danced, down the inside of her smooth, warm
thigh, and her eyes softened as their languid journey neared the
fevered junction of her legs.


His eyes devoured the swollen, dewy, ridges of her mound, before
he dove on it, his tongue immediately swirling delicately around
her sensitive nub. Her mind froze with the rush of this new
feeling, as the warmth of her need rose in a swirling crescendo
within her and the shooting sparks of it flames lit up the eyes.


She began to moan, with a very deep and fiery tonal quality to
her voice! And then ground the madness of her pleasure against
his wicked mouth.


She stood at the crosswinds of her emotions, with the harsh winds
of indecision ripping at her spirit, high in the drama of a
troubled sea, with nothing to lead and nothing to guide. Sorrow
for the reflex actions she took against her lover consumed her;
beneath the blissful serenity of the beautiful sensations he now
gave her with abundance.


"I see you blooming, my wild Mexican flower!" he whispered.


She did not respond, because she was still in another world.


Her eyes held him as he crawled up between her legs and she
simply couldn't be angry with him in this moment. In spite of how
quickly he had angered her; he was the most beautiful lover of
her life, thus far.


He pulled the lace panties from her mouth and pressed his lips to
hers, her tongue went into his mouth and began to immediately
caress him there. He pulled the Velcro straps and set her arms
free as they kissed, and she immediately began caressing his
neck, and shoulders, as her passion continued to spiral upward in
her body.


"I' ¡m tan apesadumbrado que le encolericé mi amante! I'm so
sorry that I angered you my lover!" she whispered to him, with
true sincerity.


Her hand found him between her legs and squeezed him gently, as
her soft lips kissed him down the side of his neck. He whispered
to her, how keenly he adored her passion and how beautiful she
was, as her small hand aligned his cock with her soft opening.


He plunged into her recklessly and she curled, moaning deeply as
his hot flesh moved through her.  He could not restrain himself,
with the sight, feel, and nature, of this frail beauty beneath
him, with the sparkling eyes, fair skin, and eager mouth. The
sounds of wet flesh hard used in the darkness, filled the room
around them mingling with the heated sighs from Carmela's lips.


His entry was almost painful, she was very tight even as excited
as she was, and Robert had never experienced a sensation quit as
phenomenal as this. She was soft and resilient around him, and
the wet heat of her arousal, penetrated his shaft deeply.


Her breath rushed, and her body arched high and hard, as the
sensation of his rude entry took her away and she felt the head
of his cock slam into her womb. She was very wet below and it's a
good thing that she was, because her lover was a man animal, with
a stem like a young donkey.


They didn't stop necking until Carmela pulled her mouth away, and
screamed, as her body raged in turmoil, at the intense array of
feeling that shook it to the core. With her head arched backward
against her pillow she begged him not to stop and soaked his
thighs with her rich, warm fluid.


He slowed inside her, as her release abated, her lust crawling
back into the shadows of her mind to rest and renew itself. He
brushed the hair out of her eyes and she smiled at him with those
lucent flames of mysterious light. Her breath was still hurried
when he took her lips again, and she loved him with her mouth, as
deeply as any woman could.


He rose to his knees, and lifted then turned her over so she was
up on her hands and knees. He began to caress the skin of her
back, back and forth, from the center to the outer edge. Then his
hands slipped underneath her body and softly caressed those
perfect breasts of hers.


"Oh Roberto, your hands are things of beauty!" she whimpered.


He stroked the back of her thighs as he kissed and nipped the
full round cheeks of her perfect ass. His fingers were still
casting charms against her legs, as the tip of his tongue slipped
over her anal slit.


"Oh, Roberto ... no please, its no good there!!" she gasped.


That was when he shoved forward with as much force as he could,
he heard her gasp again, and a long train of jumbled, Spanish
jargon, rushed out of her beautiful mouth. She pushed back
impulsively and began to grind her ass against his face, gasping
through the whole process.


Robert continued until she started whimpering, and then he
changed positions and rose to his knees again. With cock in hand
he eased forward until his helmet kissed the heat of her star,
and he began to push.


"No ... please Roberto not there!!!" Carmela whined.


He dribbled spittle on his head and began slowly working it in;
it was slow going because the young Carmela was exceedingly
tight. The head did finally pop in and her sphincter vised down
behind the head of his cock like a ring of fire. He waited, not
moving, to give his vivacious lover time to adjust to his
presence.


Carmela swore she heard a pop in her head when Roberto's cock
finally made it inside her. She bit her lip when his enormous
organ gained entry, gasping with the pain as it took her. She
felt him begin to move inside of her and his cock felt even
bigger than it looked. She reached down between her legs and
began to rub her clit, seeking a diversion from the fullness deep
inside her.


She couldn't understand why her nipples were so sensitive right
now; they were warm and tingling from the caress of the sheets
underneath her and their slightest movement was sweetness in her
body. In a few moments the discomfort eased, as she loosened up
back there.


Carmela was experiencing something odd now; the pleasure of her
hand between her legs, and her nipples, was somehow mingling with
the heat in her ass to produce an offspring of physical sensation
that was raw titillation over her whole body and cunt.


Robert was awash with intense feelings for this young woman in
front of him he had never known another woman like her. The
intimation of each rise and angle of her body cried out "fuck me
you know I need it" but she was truly beautiful in the bargain,
and that is what made her such a rarity.


Carmela was slowly moving back against his thrust now and
excitement gripped him like a hot vice inside, as he was
mesmerized by the heated vision of her cheeks gobbling up his
long cock, as he moved forward. It would be very easy for anyone
that had seen Carmela, to understand the swelling affections he
felt for the beautiful vixen at this moment.


He felt the first faint clasping of her ass, as she started to
cum and it drove him wild beyond wild. Her growl came as she
lifted her head from the mattress and arched her head back and
then hissed loudly, as her convulsions grew severe around his
cock.


He shot a stream of hot white come in her ass and she drove back
against him with incredible force, grinding in a circular motion
as she shook her way through the final waves of her second orgasm
of the night.


When her perfectly shaped ass gobbled the last drop of his cum
up, she collapsed in front of him and remained hooked to his
empty cock. Her breath began to slow at last, as she felt him
deflating inside her, his hot sperm still warming her insides.


"Oh my Roberto ... I never knew it could be that way there," she
sighed.


He bent down and kissed her back as his cock slipped out of her
slit. He massaged her shoulders, as she sighed heavily beneath
his hands.


"May I stay here tonight Roberto?" she asked softly.


"If you would kindly allow me one more entry my beautiful young
woman!" he replied.


"As many as you please sir," she answered with a smile. She felt
closer to him at this moment than she'd ever felt with anyone,
besides her mother and father. The depth of her affections was
new to her, but she would not dismiss them.



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End PT. 2

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