I knew it was a bad idea when my husband became the financial advisor for the local mafia family. They became his only client, so our entire existence was tied directly to how he managed their money. Initially, we did quite well. We had plenty of money, a nice house, and a good life. But my husband, Jerry, became cocky and arrogant….. he thought he was smarter than everyone, including Tony, ‘the boss’. Eventually – I guess, inevitably – Jerry embezzled from Tony and ‘the family’, and got caught. Tony wasn’t a very forgiving guy, and he had Jerry beaten mercilessly, nearly killing him.
But Tony didn’t want Jerry dead. My husband was actually very good at managing money, and Tony wanted him to continue handling the family’s finances…he just wanted Jerry under control; closer to home; subdued. So, after Jerry recovered from his beating, Tony made him move his family – which included Jerry, me and his high school age daughter, Chloe – into Tony’s family compound. Tony made it clear that if any of us tried to leave the compound, other than for school or running errands, the remaining family members would be killed, and then the one who left would be tracked down and killed, as well….there was simply no way to get away from them.
Tony had two other Mafioso-types that lived in the compound and were always around. Frank manned the front gate to the compound, and Mickey was essentially Tony’s right-hand man…he lived in the main house with the rest of us and was always around.
From the beginning, it was clear that this was not going to be pleasant. The day we moved into the compound, Mickey came to get us in a big black sedan. When we arrived at the compound, Frank came out of the guard shack and bent down to look into the car where the 3 of us sat. With a wicked grin he ogled Chloe and me, and smirked at Jerry.
“Looks like the entertainment has arrived, eh?” Frank said.
Mickey said, with a similar grin, “yeah, this is about to get interesting.”
Frank opened the gate for Mickey to enter the compound, and we drove through. Mickey then had us get out of the car and follow him to the main house, where we would be staying. He took all 3 of us with him to the main sitting room, where Tony was smoking a cigar and watching TV. Tony glanced up at us, and motioned Mickey to bring me over to him.
Mickey pushed me from behind, so that I stumbled over to where Tony sat on the couch. Then Mickey pushed me down to my knees in front of Tony. Tony spoke to my husband as he began unbuttoning my blouse.
“Jerry, you’re lucky to be alive…you get that, right?”
Jerry nodded his head and kept his eyes on the floor. Tony had finished unbuttoning my blouse, and reached into my bra, pulling out both of my breasts so that they swung freely in front of me. He began kneading my tits, and lightly slapping them as he continued to speak to my husband.
“You and your family will stay in this house with me while you continue to manage my finances. You’re wife and daughter will be at my beck and call whenever I’m in the mood….is that understood? If you screw up anything or embezzle from me again, I’ll kill all of you…is that understood?”
Jerry nodded, still looking at the floor. “Say it”, Tony said.
“Yes, I understand”, Jerry said.
Tony kept squeezing my big tits with one hand, and lifted my chin with the other, so that I was looking into his eyes. “Do you understand, Rita? Whenever I’m in the mood.” he asked.
With tears running down my cheek, I answered “yes, I understand.”
He said, “Good. Now look over there.”
I turned my head to see that Mickey had opened Chloe’s blouse and was fondling her tits with a disgusting smile on his face. Chloe was crying softly, but standing quietly as Mickey pulled on her big boobs and pulled on her nipples. She had taken after me and developed early, so even as a late teen, she had heavy, D-cup breasts that stood out from her otherwise thin frame. As I watched, Mickey pushed her to her knees and pulled out his cock, forcefully shoving it into her mouth. He held the back of her head and rocked his hips back and forth, driving his shaft deep into her throat with every push.
Tony pulled my face back to him and said, “whenever we’re in the mood. Got it?”
I nodded silently, trying to keep my tears from becoming sobs.
Tony said, “good, now unzip me and pull out my cock”.
I unzipped his pants and fished out his prick, which was about 9” long, and pretty thick. It wasn’t flaccid, but wasn’t quite fully hard yet, either. He grabbed the back of my head and pulled my face toward the head of his dick. I instinctively opened up and sucked the tip of his cock into my mouth.
As I began sucking Tony’s rather large dick, I could hear Chloe whimpering around Mickey’s cock, as he slammed it aggressively into and out of her mouth. I heard Mickey groan, and Chloe gag, as he blasted a load of cum down her throat. Chloe started spitting Mickey’s spunk out of her mouth, and I heard Mickey slap her face and say, “Never again, girly…..you swallow every drop from now on….you got that?” Chloe nodded, and Mickey slapped her again…”I want to hear you say it.” Through her tears, she said, “yes, I’ll swallow your cum from now on.”
I was still bobbing my head up and down on Tony’s prick, as Tony continued playing with my dangling boobs, but I glanced over at Jerry, and saw him just standing there, with his eyes locked on the floor, whimpering as his wife and daughter were being brutalized by his mafia ‘partners’.
Tony got a stronger grip on the back of my head, and was starting to rock his hips as his climax became imminent. Suddenly he closed his eyes, let out a bellow, and blew a load of jizzm down my throat. I swallowed it all, and kept sucking on his cock as he shot several more streams of cum into my mouth. When he had finished, he caught his breath while he continued to push my head up and down on his softening shaft, then told me to clean him off and put him away. As I sucked and licked his rod clean, he looked over at Chloe, who was still kneeling on the floor, with cum dripping from her mouth onto her large boobs. Then he looked at Jerry and said, “Mickey will show you and Chloe to your rooms upstairs. I’ll send Rita up in a moment.”
As the three of them climbed the stairs, I finished cleaning Tony’s cock and shoved it back into his pants, then zipped him up. He pulled me up on to the couch with him and continued playing with my tits as he told me, “your husband tried to fuck with me, I think you know this.” I nodded, with my eyes downcast.
He continued, “Now, your whole family belongs to me. I will fuck with you whenever I want. This includes both you and Chloe. If any of you become a problem, I will kill all of you. I think you know this, as well.” I nodded again.
Satisfied that he had made his point, he told me to stand up in front of him and put my hands behind my head. Then he reached under my skirt and pulled down my panties, having me step out of them, one foot at a time. He pushed my legs apart, and began stroking my pussy lips as he continued his instructions.
“Good. Now when we’re done here, you will go upstairs and explain this to your daughter. From now on, neither you nor Chloe will wear a bra or panties when you’re in this house. If either of you disobey this rule, there will be unpleasant consequences to both of you, regardless of who broke the rule…..tell me you understand.”
“I understand”, I said.
By now he had two fingers shoved into my pussy and was moving them in and out slowly, using his thumb to rub my clit at the same time. He watched my face to see my reaction and, unfortunately, it was having the intended effect. I closed my eyes and moaned softly as his fingers continued their stimulation. He picked up the pace slightly, as my hips began to rock in rhythm with his stroking fingers. With his other hand he was lightly slapping my heavy tits, watching them sway back and forth, then catching the nipples between his finger and thumb and tweaking them, sending electric shocks all the way to my throbbing clit.
With my fingers still laced behind my head, and my big boobs jiggling from the action of Tony’s fingers in my vagina, I could feel an orgasm building. I was embarrassed and disgusted with my body’s reaction to Tony’s fingers, but seemed powerless to avoid it. Suddenly, I let out a groan as a huge climax ripped through my body, almost causing my legs to buckle. I managed to remain standing – barely – as an orgasm swept over me, drenching Tony’s fingers and dripping down the insides of my thighs.
As I stood there catching my breath, hands still behind my head, Tony slowly removed his fingers from my pussy, then placed them in my mouth for me to suck them clean. As I did this he continued to squeeze my tits with his other hand. When I was done cleaning his fingers, he pulled them out of my mouth, picked up my panties from the floor and handed them to me.
He said, “This experience doesn’t have to be entirely miserable. It is up to you.”
With downcast eyes, I silently nodded my understanding.
“Good. Now go upstairs and explain this to your daughter.”
I turned toward the stairway and, with my blouse hanging open, my tits bouncing in front of me, and panties in hand, I headed upstairs to explain to my daughter the mess Jerry had gotten us into.