I take the O ring gag; it is a monster, a full two and three quarters of an outside diameter. Not enough to damage the jaw, but still very uncomfortable. That is my goal: Their discomfort. That and their fear and humiliations were on my list as well. Naomi twists her head away, fighting against the gag. I trap her head and she clenches her jaw tightly, I shrug my shoulders and reach around with my off hand and pinch the airways of her nose shut. Patiently, I waited until the need for air overcame her fight and the mouth gasped open. I was prepared for this and the metal ring slid home behind the upper teeth. She struggled valiantly. But eventually the metal ring lodged behind the lower teeth as well. I pulled her hair up and fastened the device in place. Then I let the hair fall back.

"Well, Cousin Naomi now that we have that taken care of; let's see how Mom compares to her little girl shall we?" I untie the halter strap, pull them away and let the tits fall free. Very little sag and nicely colored, I squeeze them and pull them up to inspect, if anything a level higher quality than Esther's rack. I won't wait to enjoy Mom and I cup the globes and start massaging and working to the nipples that I roll and lightly pinch. I smirk as I felt them harden under the ministrations. And my cock responds as well, it swells as I take my due from her. But it is little early for the main defilement and I still have some games I want to play before it becomes that kind of physical.

I roll Mom on her face and catch one ankle and tie it up nicely against her opposite calf, then I catch her other ankle and tie it to the other calf crosswise, I take another length of rope and pull her legs up spreading her sex open for business and making it permanent by tying it off at the elbows. I rolled Mother over on her back, her tits jiggling so erotically, I pulled a large hunting knife from the sack and showed it her. Then I brought the blade down to just under her left jaw. The movement stopped and her eyes widened. There was real terror in her eyes. Now she was much more convinced of her peril.

I grinned and used it to cut down the front of her dress and then I pulled it free and tossed it away. It was then I had to laugh. After imagining the exotic lingerie she would be wearing all week and then to see cotton briefs covering her privates. It was just almost too much.

"Cotton panties Cousin Naomi? I am disappointed, I thought you would at least wear Victoria's Secret for me." I see confusion, then horror on her face as I put the knife against the base of her left breast. She was trying to make a sound to convince me not to commit a mastectomy. I slide it ever so lightly cutting the skin. Then I pull the knife away. Naomi was sobbing and that only made me harder. "However, they are ideal for my next game, but just so you don't accuse me of being callous. I am going help you to get into the mood." I prop her up against the second stone and I trace my middle finger down the sternum between the wonderful tits and I loiter for just a moment to play with her navel ring. I tug on it gently; at first and then harder, and then I yank it enough to cause a tiny tear, painful but it would heal, it was merely a demonstration of her utter helplessness. Then to the objective, my finger snakes to the lace-rimmed band around the leg. I work it inside her panties and into the velvet slot. Unlike Esther's probe, this was a serious penetration into the cunt looking for the clitoris. When I think I might have located it, I work a second finger in and trap the knob between them. I apply a small amount of pressure and hear mother's sharp intake of air and then ragged breathing afterward. I fish my erection from my pants and pull the crotch of the panties aside and enter her. The thrust into the soft tissue elicits a cry of anger and then a groan as Mom fights the sensations, the nerves inside the vagina are screaming for more and her brain is screaming rape.

Of course, neither of these things means anything to me, I have a mental script I am following and she is playing her part very well. I feel my climax close and now to her surprise I move to complete her domination I slip out of her and take a 6-inch dildo and put it in place of me and switch it on low. Naomi was not even allowed the dignity of the real phallic. Then I arrange her cotton panties' crotch to hold it firmly in place. The tip of the vibrator was close to the clit but not on it and the vibration buzzed inside her without compromise. The damnable thing was causing her to feel the release come close but not close enough.

Quickly, I stepped from her and in between Esther's legs. The erection had grown to 9 inches and was becoming painfully hard. I placed the head at her split and pushed in hard bringing the whole of my weight against her stretched body. There was a muffled scream as I entered with no ceremony. Her joints bore my weight against gravity and her joints were being taxed horribly. I thrust into Esther like a cur. Her body was only beginning to respond to the fuck, when my cock exploded inside her, pumping my semen into her cavity and I held her trapped there, allowing the sperm to work toward her womb. My initial conquest of her daughter now done, I walk back to Mother.

She glares at me as she helplessly watched me defile her child. I leaned over Mom and gloated, "Do you understand why I came in her, Cousin Naomi? It's simple, and it is all about the risk, the danger. You are past your baby making days and she is right in the middle of hers. So, I ask you Naomi, hopefully, you know her better than anyone else. Has she been taking her pill faithfully? If she hasn't, where is she in her cycle? Food for thought, isn't it?"

As much as she wanted to send a steely eyed message of hate in my direction, she can't. The incessant humming coming from her crotch has her on the edge of an orgasm, but just won't let it break. Her bondage will not allow her to help herself along. So I watch and laugh as she whimpers. "Poor Naomi, there is no relief for you, is there, my dear? How about this, shall I help my poor cousin cum. Would you like that Naomi?" She glares at the humiliating thought but then a wave passes over her, so close but release just out of reach. Finally, she nods dejectedly. I laugh in triumph

I take the scissors and cut the panties away leaving Mother naked like her daughter now. The smooth abdomen showed the care you took. There was no body hair anywhere below your eyes, The pubic area is clean and smooth, no body hair at all.

My cock has been swinging and was soft. I take it and put it into Naomi's mouth and "All you have to do Naomi is to get me hard again." As you feel me enter your mouth you try to think what you can do to hurry the erection along and finally, the tongue starts to work around the shaft and you nod forward to take more in and then nod back to mimic the motion of thrusting. The son of a bitch that I am, I make no move to help.

However, you quickly have me aroused, faster than I expected. I take the swollen member from your mouth and push it into the soft membranes of your womanhood and start the thrusts: once, twice, three times and finally some deep thrusts rub along your clit and your scream of release tells me you have arrived. But I haven't and I take myself back to your mouth and push it in, this time I do the thrusting and build until I cum in your mouth. You are forced to take the semen and swallow the slimy offering. My goo now coats your teeth, tongue and throat. Your degradation is done for the night.

I take a brief moment to measure you. And then I drag you over and lay your mouth immediately under Esther's opening to her piss hole at least where I think it is. You may get a drink of Esther's yellow nectar that night.

Before leaving, I gather up the clothes and extra things that I decided not to use. I go to Esther with a water bottle and loosen the ball gag enough to force a straw in. Esther realizes what it is and starts to suck. It's a pity I won't get to test that suction out on my cock, tonight, but one must be practical, there is only limited time. When she seemed not to want any more water, I refastened the gag and then walked to Naomi and drizzled water slowly into her mouth allowing a pool to form so she could gulp and I see to it that she is at least not going to be very dehydrated.

I leave you two in the dark clearing for your imagination to play tricks on you all night. I have another spot picked out for my final game for mother. I spend time digging the hole to the right dimensions. Now everything was ready to go. I climbed into my bed and slept soundly.



Their night however, wasn't restful at all. The small amount of CO2 mom was emitting from her mouth and from Esther's nostrils attracted mosquitoes and other biting insects to a nocturnal blood smorgasbord. Each insect landed and punched their snouts into the skin deep enough to find blood and the suctioned the life fluids out. The overall blood loss was negligible, but the small irritation aggregated into a torturous itch. Tied in the helpless manner that the two of them were, they simply were magnets to biting and boring critters. There was no part of the body exempt. They landed on the breasts, vaginas and underarms all nicely shaved to give access to the skin. It was a wonderfully exquisite torture as they were attacked all over their bare bodies and not even able to swat as the insects feasted. They could only squirm as much as the bondage would let them. It left little time to rest.

The next morning I returned to wipe your bodies with cool water and give you another drink. Then I left again, leaving the two of you untouched. They were totally confused. But my final game required that everything happened in a time window. So, I returned to the yacht and let the elements have at them again. It was a stroke of luck that there was a heavy down pouring of rain for just five minutes or so and the leaf canopy helped keep some the worst away but they were still soaked. It did help soothe the itching of the night ordeal. But Naomi felt exposed and began to wonder what their fate was going to be.

Finally, the time had come to start to the next phase, so to speak. Esther had been stretched there for almost twenty hours and her for just less than that. The two of them were hungry and felt weak. The ordeal was sapping any hope of living through it from her. So my return was a mixed blessing, on the one hand, she was not abandoned yet. On the other hand, she was sure I did not have her well being on my mind, though she is surprised that my first order of business was to inspect her and her daughter.

Esther, of course, of necessity had pissed in the night, as had the mother. The difference between the two empties of the bladders was Mom's face's position, which I had placed in the line of Esther's flood. Naomi's face was dry by now but the concentrated urine smell told me the deed had been done. It was a pity that didn't think to put up a camera to watch the ordeal. Esther had been aware that I had put her mother's in the line of fire and strained and held her bladder until the pain was too much. The result was a shower of her daughter's urine all over her head. It was more painful for the mother to realize that Esther had been so resilient only to have to fail and know her daughter felt very humiliated and ashamed. The odor was distasteful and I used a cloth to wipe Mom's face clean and the smell away. I quickly wiped their bodies with cool water.

I propped Naomi up between Esther's thighs, then, I began to fondle those wonderful breasts, teasing them, making the nipples hard, then I placed my mouth on one and sucked it in, only to clamp down painfully. The bite was not hard enough to draw blood, but definitely hard enough to bruise. I twisted to intensify the painful abuse of the milk ducts. The tears running down the mother's cheeks were my reward.

Now, I draw my attention and my hand to Naomi's pussy, poking and probing, exciting her poor cunt. I know she is approaching a climax as her breath becomes shallow and rapid. I know that she hated me, but she hates her body more for giving into the need.

Then I move to Esther and start working her with my finger. The wiggling caused her to rub her back against the rough surface of the rock scraping it. I worked inside her and found the clit and began to torment that spot until she shuddered and laid back limp. A forced orgasm. It was delicious, to cause that in a woman against her will, I start in on her clitoris again, immediately. I have no intention of giving the younger woman any respite at all. I was pinching and playing with the sensitive tissue. As poor Esther tried to move to avoid pain and pleasure, straining against the lines that held her stretched and helpless. I played her until she heard her screaming for release behind the gag. Then for the second time in just a few minutes, Esther reached an orgasm. She strained mightily arching as that is all the restraint would allow her to do. This time Esther's pussy juices escaped onto my fingers and hands.