Lisa at gunpoint

Renee watched in despair as Lisa slowly sank to her knees and moved her young, trimmed and half-naked body down toward Kiel's lap. She tilted her head slightly and looked at Renee with a demure gaze that seemed alien to the girl she had known for these years. Kiel looked with obvious delight as he was given the boon of degrading Lisa; his face appeared gluttonous and imposingly evil.

Renee's bowels wrenched as she took the breadboard in her hands. Lisa was half sunk into position, the kitchen silent.

"Well? Come on" Kiel said.

"No, Kiel." she said coolly. "She didn't do a thing. If you want to rub your fists, rub them on me instead. Lisa, get up at once!"

Renee ambled over to them, breadboard held by her side. Lisa looked at her, uncertain and confused.

"It's OK, Lisa. I taunted the Mister here" she said with a faint touch of, well, glee.

"You'll know you're being punished, maid" Kiel replied after a moment of intense silence, speaking to the elder woman. "And don't imagine you're winning anything! Right, Lisa, take that towel over there and bring it to me."

As Lisa got up, Renee knelt before him, her back turned to Kiel. The breadboard stood on edge beside her.

Kiel jumped down from the counter he was sitting on and walked around the woman at his feet. He reached out and ruffled the greens protruding from her well formed ass. “Lisa bring it over stand over her.” Kiel shifted Lisa till she was standing over Renee’s head. He reached down and set the under Renee’s breasts. “Hold the towel,” Lisa grasped the towel leaning over the woman. “Now right, left, pretend your drying her breasts, I want her lifted with the effort.

Lisa suddenly realized how rough the towel was and how harsh it would be on Renee’s breasts. “If you stop or waver I will spank even harder,” Kiel said cupping Lisa’s face in his big hand. “Start,” Lisa started lifting the right side then the left. Renee made a strange sound as she was lifted.

“Good girl,” Kiel said stroking Lisa’s round ass.

Standing on her knees in front of them, Renee had never expected the kind of cold, knotty brush her tits were getting. That lewd guy! She realized her breasts had been a bit hard already, not from any arousal over Kiel, but from the alternate expectation, stress and sharp defeat she had been through in the last hours. And that damn veggie in her ass wasn't making things a bit better. She told herself she could endure this for Lisa's sake, but deep inside sat the feeling this wasn't the only thing their ex-butler had in store for her. And much as she liked the girl, she couldn't recall ever literally kneeling in front of Lisa; this was a troubling moment.
Lisa was tugging sharper with the towel now, slightly heaving Renee's bust to and fro, and the maid couln't help building a heated feel in her belly.
-You slut, is this what you did at night with Mr Randle? Kiel taunted her.
-Mmngh..Kiel!
-What is,,, Lisa said suddenly and Kiel chuckled.
Renee again felt that intrusion, like a stab in the back,. She wanted to turn her head and talk to Lisa but could find no words.
Lisa, invioluntarily, ground the towel a bit harder.

"That's...mmmgh.. that's none of your business, Kiel" Renee said with her last calm. "You've lost any standing here, old boy."
Kiel laughed mercilessly, then yanked her hair sharply and stroked her neck, while at the same time fondling Lisa's right breast. The girl continued pulling the towel from side to side with vigorous tugs,. out of fear and spite.
-Tell her how you came to Daddy, or I'll gag you and tell the girl myself, Kiel said.
-What? Lisa said, and without quite being aware of it, reached in and tugged at Renee's ear.

The towel had slipped from Lisa’s fingers as she touched Renee. “You were sleeping with my father?”

Kiel laughed, “I don’t think sleep was what they were doing do you Renee? Remember the time I walked up on you and Eric?”

Renee shook her head still unable to speak just make funny noises. “I remember Renee, you saw me, he didn’t, you were tossed over his desk, your skirt up around your waist. He was pumping away, both of you groaning. If I remember correctly he shot his load in you and then stepped back pulled your skirt down and told you to not clean up till after you got home. Hummm if I remember correctly he pocketed your panties you little slut.”

"That's just fantasy, the way you're picturing it...showing off what was..." - she grunted as Lisa's hand rubbed her brow in short, quick, indecisive movements. "For goodness sake I wasn't...I wasn't flung on his desk you dirty boy. It was..."

Suddenly she felt the young lady's fingers grabbbing hold of her chin, probing with gentle but unyielding force. "You slept with my father?" Lisa said coolly.
Renee swallowed; she felt sort of hot from the impact of what had been happening to her, and also from the memories of good times that rose in her, but she knew the decisive moment had arrived. She looked up at Lisa.

-I...Yes, Lisa, mmm I did have a few meet-ups with Mr Randle...It was...he is a very loving man, and he really appreciated me....
-You absolute slut! Lisa erupted and swiped Renee in the face,
-Lisa, for goodness sake, Eric is a man and he needed...Your mum was no longer, you know... - Renee shed soft tears as Lisa lugged her hair.
"You filthy doubletalker...you are..." She hit her again and then suddenly heard Kiel's low chuckle. "You are..." - her voice broke slowly..
"You haven't told us the full truth Miss Simmons" the butler observed with a grin. "I think we'd better gag you, you've had your chance now."
-Yeah, and the dinner? Renee offered to save the situation.
Kiel, feeling increasingly sure of his way, fondled Lisa's shoulders "Would you like this slut spanked for her disloyalty, Miss Lisa?"

“Damn right, the slut!” Kiel handed her the bread board.

“Show her what a slut she’s been and how wrong it was of her to dare push herself at your father and try to take your father. Tell her Lisa.”

Lisa took the bread board without a moment’s hesitation and started swinging under the fluffy green carrot leaves. “You slut! How dare you try to steal my father? You’re a whore, a slut!” she yelled as she lifted Renee up with the harsh swings. “No one steals my father, no one!”

Kiel watched closely as the two women cried, one in mental pain one in physical. Renee was going to have a very bright ass when little Lisa was done.

Renee wrenched under the stinging swipes that hit her bottom, it felt like they were multiplied three times by the way they also rocked the stupid carrot, and again the whole thing doubled by the indignity of being spanked like a schoolgirl by Lisa. Of all the people...Sure the revelation had hit Lisa hard, she saw that much, but did the girl have to be so headstrong in the wrong direction?

- Lisa, listen...You can't have...anything you want...Look I'll tell you, eeow! afterwards but..
-Shut up bitch! Lisa replied with glowing anger in her voice, and delivered another swipe. Renee burst into tears once again: couldn't she be reached at all? "Lisa!" she moaned..
Coming to her between the swipes that reddened her butt were Kiel's heavy breathing and chuckles. She didn't have to see to know he was fondling Lisa and gloating at the sight of his two captives locked in this degrading couple.
"Lisa, for the love of Gawd...can't you see he's in on it every minute, enjoying every minute while you're spanking me??.Don't act to be his puppet like this, you can do better. God he's such a decayed, crappy guy - he did the..."
"Get lost" Lisa cut her off "I'd want you fuckin' killed for bedding Dad"
She was close to tears again under her icy rage.
"Lisa, don'tya see? Kiel set me up, he borrowed those keys and then he took advantage and" - she drew a breath - "copied them. He gave them to that guy who raped you, girl, that's what he did."

She could sense Kiel lugging her hair with spiky fingers, shaking her head harder. "Slut! Go on, Lisa, can you hear the friggin' slut that worked for you and cooked here for years?"
Renee was crying again; the pain was as strong as the despair. Would she ever get out of this, and could she stop Lisa from hurting them both?
Lisa held the board still for a moment.

The timer beeped loudly and Kiel grabbed Lisa’s arm. “Supper time!”
Lisa struggled fury still trying to control her. Kiel slipped the board from her fingers and set it aside as he pulled her firmly against his body. His big hands cupped her breasts as he leaned back against the counter. “I think you need a bit of energy release.”

Kiel stepped her forward to the island and pressed her down as his hands lowered to her waist. “A little pleasure before dinner.” He said as he freed his zipper. She struggled a bit but his size made it pointless. Kiel lifted her till her toes just touched the ground. She felt so soft as he probed her with his cock till he found the spot he was looking for then lunged.

Lisa squealed as she lifted off the floor, he was even larger than Brian it felt as if he were going to never stop filling her. He reached forward and pulled her arms up and back. “Wrap your arms around my neck,” he ordered in a low moan.

Lisa had no choice, she held on as he stepped back, “Damn,” he swore as she bounced on his body. “You’re so fucking tight.” He groaned.

Renee watched as the brute took his share of Lisa. How can this clever girl be so dumb she doesn't see she's being used, she thought, her tears held back by flashes of injured rage. With a big part of her mind she hated Lisa, but she knew deep down the girl had been through grave shocks and that they had to stick together again. She didn't seem to be enjoying it too much as Kiel heaved his cock into her...

At no cost will I lose the girl, she thought. I owe it to Eric whether he's alive or dead..
The pain in her back shook her again and she whimpered slightly.

Suddenly Brian came down the hall and entered the room. He was confused at first: "Weren't you supposed to be cooking dinner. ladies?* he said, then lit up as he saw the sexy couple by the kitchen island.
"Ah I see there's been some fresh entertainment around here" he said. "How nice, old chap!" He sneaked in behind Lisa and heaved at her butt.
"Don't worry, I won't disturb your show, Sir" he said to Kiel. "Just a freebie. Yum-my!" He undid his zip and shot into Lisa's rounded ass. Lisa groaned at the double assault., but Brian quickly pulled her arms behind her and tied them with a piece of oven cooking string. Still lifted off the floor by the motions of two men pumping her, both larger than herself, the pain was ripping her flesh. Lisa tried in vain to scream but Brian's hand shot out to cover her mouth.

Lisa was shocked at how instantly Kiel flipped her around allowing Brian an entrance to her virgin ass. The pain shocked the anger away. She screamed into the hand covering her mouth. Suddenly their rhythm joined, she found her legs wrapping around Kiel. “Such a tight ass,” Brian whispered against her ear. His fingers dug in deep helping him get a firm hold on his captive.

“Dinner,” Renee, almost screamed as she watched the two assault the girl she thought of as a daughter. They ignored her she set the tray on the table then stood watching her hands fisted. “Stop!” she screamed. A loud groan flowed from the two men as they filled Lisa with their cum. Brian pulled the string from Lisa as he stepped back still holding her waist. He wondered if Kiel was going to be able to stay on his legs.

Renee moved forward and swung at Brian, “You can’t do this!!! You can’t, leave her alone, she’s done nothing to deserve this!”

"Who says I can't?!" Brian flung off as Renee tried to grapple at his rough arm. "Ah, the dear Miss Cook! The slut herself..." Hauling Lisa off the floor again he used her as a shield against Renee. The girl was panting hard and seemed highly dismayed at being used as a tool in this gross way.
Renee moved aside and in a sudden, improvised gesture she seized the breadboard with which Lisa had spanked her.
"Hey, look at what he's picking..." she tossed at Brian -the line took him by surprise: was Kiel up to something? He looked over at the other end of the kitchen, and Renee, with a strength born of injury, flung the breadboard straight at his left arm holding Lisa. Grabbing jhold of the girl she forced her off him and down to the floor.
"Dinner, gentlemen!" she called out, trying to sound imposing but hiding the fury inside of her. She held the breadboard in front of her like a little shield. "Lisa, stay beside me."
Lisa followed her words, and both women looked hard at Brian.

The intruder tried laughing, but it seemed not quite convincing. "You think she wants to be with you after..."
Renee, after a few moments, replied, "She stays by me. I didn't want her spanked - remember, Lisa? - and now" - she drew breath - "now that it's dinner I shouldn't like to see her assaulted. Okay, gentlemen?"
Her quickly improvised words took effect. Both Brian and kiel realized it was time to stuff their stomachs. Standing beside Renee, Lisa sought her hand and clasped it. Renee, out of sight of the two men, freed her hands.
"You OK?" Renee said in a low voice, as the men seated themselves.

“Get away from me,” Lisa hissed as she leaned back against the counter.

“You forgot the bread bitch,” Kiel barked none too pleased at having Lisa jerked away.

Renee stood and hurried to bring them what they wanted. The longer she could keep them eating the longer they would be left alone.

A quick swat on the ass was all she got for her troubles as she hurried back to deliver beer. “Make a plate, both of you then bring it over,” Brian ordered.

Lisa ignored Renee’s efforts to help, she walked awkwardly with her plate to stand before the table. “Set it on the floor, and eat it like the animals you are. No hands or the food leaves and you starve.”

Lisa hesitated just a second then knelt, her emotions were raw and she just couldn’t fight again with out rest.

Renee watched in disbelief as Lisa went down on knees and bent her head all the way down beside the men who had raped them both. She wanted to tell Lisa to show just a little pride, really, she couldn't be taken in by these crooks?
As Lisa tilted over and ate, Brian stretched his hand out, eagerly rubbing her back. The bastard! Renee wanted to yell at him to stop but she knew if Lisa didn't fight back herself this was useless and dangerous. On a sign from Kiel she went over to serve some salad, glittering with tomatoes and creme fraiche for the two gentlemen. She really wanted to keep a straight face now and keep her own troubles out of mind.

As she stopped by Kiel she asked if he would like some more wine. Really, she would have wanted to push the salad bowl over his head.
-Yes please, he said, but first I’d like a slice of you – with lightning speed he leaned to her and yanked her nipple, pinching it hard.
-Eeow, Renee grunted. Lisa didn’t seem to notice.

-Hey, that’s no way to treat a woman, the maid hissed at the former butler and with a daring gesture under these circumstances moved her own hadn up to gently loosen his grip. At first he refused, going on to gloat at the growing pain in her eyes.
-Please, Renee whispered.
Finally he let go, but before she had time to think of a way to rpotect herself, he spooned up some salt ina teaspoon and brought it close to her breast. With great precision, he twitted some of the salt grains right onto her tortured bud.
Renee clenched her teeth with fresh pain. It was just agonizing.

Lisa ate ignoring the pain Renee was in. She shifted feeling Kiel's hand petting her gently. She tried to eat neatly but the food was covering her face. She reached up but Kiel jerked her hair. "No, just leave it, we'll take care of it after."

Lisa didn't even look up she just bowed her head and continued eating. She would do what these bastards wanted until they got tired and let her go. She shifted the plate a bit with her chin and finished.

Kiel felt his body responding again as his masters daughter ate like an animal before him. He smiled and leaned back finishing his beer.

Renee would have wanted to rouse Lisa into awareness - "Girl, don't do this! you got no pride??" - but what possibilities did she have? If Lisa didn't notice that Kiel was viciously wrenching her friend's nipple, then she couldn't be counted on to resist right now. Again the hissing pain ran through her as Kiel strewed salt into her blistered, sore bud.
She looked blankly at this ex-butler as he ate slowly adn deliciously. Then he suddenly made a motion toward his trousers. "Think I could use a quickie, Miss Simmons" he said ina studied, classy Queen's English style.
"Oh yeah?" Renee said, almost gasping in disbelief. Not here?
"I'll do you later. Not ion front of..."
"Now" he said, lugging her hair with one hand and undoing his fly with the other.