Changing of Maureen Gamm - Copied

[hirarandi]

When your daughter says she works in my property business, what she means is that she is my property.'
'Oh...., Verlyn... how can she be your property?'
'Verlyn's expression changed to one Maureen hadn't seen before. As he pulled her even closer his voice was an angry whisper. 'Are you just pretending to be stupid, Mrs Gamm?
Maureen shook her head from side to side. No...no.... she wanted to say but nothing came out.
'Your daughter works for me as a prostitute Mrs Gamm. She is a very expensive, high-class whore.'
Maurine would have held her hands to her mouth, just as she always did when surprised, But Verlyn was holding them very tight. 'No...no...not my Lauren.'
'Yes, Mrs Gamm. Your daughter is now one of the best girls I have.'
Maureen's head was spinning. A minute ago, she almost wanted Verlyn to kiss her. Now he was telling her Lauren worked for him as a prostitute. 'Oh God, Verlyn, how could you, she's not yet nineteen.' Maureen wanted to defend her daughter, somehow.
Verlyn's eyes bore into her head. 'Because that's the best age to get them. Before they get ideas about boyfriends, marriage and babies.'
Maureen's head was crammed with visions of her daughter and thoughts she had never had before. Then he slowly licked his lips again and Maureen wanted him to kiss her.
'As soon as Patryk brought Lauren to me I knew I could turn her into one of my bitches. It only took me a week to teach her how to suck and fuck. Now she is one of the best sucking, fucking bitches I have. She even has her own place, and can bring in over a thousand pounds a trick.'
Lauren's mother had a vision of her daughter and Verlyn together and a hot shudder spread over her body.
Without warning, Verlyn pulled Maureen's face to his and kissed her. Her resistance only lasted a few moments. Then, without knowing why, she gave in to him and let his tongue slide into her mouth. Instantly the memory of the way the sweet, oily wine had slid down her throat filled her head and she knew exactly what he had meant about something warm and silky sliding down her throat.
No....no, I mustn't even think it, she told herself. But she did and when Verlyn pulled away and told her his driver was waiting for them she let him take her arm and lead her out of the restaurant.
They sat in silence. All the time Maureen felt his hand either squeezing or stroking on her thigh and she couldn't understand where her desires for him were coming from. But she knew she would be staying for the night. All through the journey, she kept asking herself how...how had this big, fifty-year-old black man turned her daughter, the beautiful young woman she'd had dinner with tonight, into a prostitute. As the car came to a stop she put her hand on his and give it a gentle squeeze. When she turned to him, his knowing smile made her stomach clench as it had never done before.
Chapter 4
Verlyn Cole had often thought of having a mother and daughter in his stable of prostitutes. The idea of working Mrs Gamm and her daughter together developed slowly during the evening. They were so alike. The daughter was slightly taller than her mother but that was made up by the fact they were both extremely attractive with the mother having slightly darker auburn coloured hair. The style she wore it in now didn't matter. He had stylists who could make a woman's hairdo anything. The mother had surprised him when he first saw her enter the restaurant. Her figure was so similar to the daughters with a full bust and slim waist. There was just a slight swell of her tummy and the mother's hips were slightly broader. But then she had been a good breeder, producing such a lovely daughter. It would mean Lauren apartment could go to another girl as he would need a bigger one if both of them were going to live together. Finding that might take a few weeks so he would have plenty of time to train the mother and get them working together.
When Verlyn felt Mrs Gamm's hand gently squeeze his it made his mind up for him. Before they left the car, he turned to Maureen. 'Please don't feel you have to worry about your husband. He will be told why you came here and that you may not be returning for a day or two. Is that all right?'
Maureen thought for a moment. 'Yes, I think he will be pleased that I am spending some time with our daughter.'
But that's not what he would be told, Verlyn thought to himself. And you're not spending time with your daughter, are you, Mrs Gamm. You are going to spend your time with me, learning to suck and fuck cock just like your daughter. Just as he will be told. So, after a few days and you haven't returned he will get the idea you like being forced to suck and fuck cock and you will still believe he thinks you're with your daughter. It was all working out perfectly. Even if he attempts anything stupid before you're ready to tell him you're working for me, my guys will tell me. Verlyn knew Lauren would be no trouble the little bitch would take as much cock as he could give her, even if she had to share it with her mother.
A middle-aged black woman was waiting in the entrance hall. 'Darcia, this is Mrs Gamm, she will be staying for a few days so I want you to arrange the collection of her things from the hotel in the usual way.'
'Yes sir,' she replied respectfully.
He turned to Maureen. 'Give Darcia your hotel door key.'
Breathing heavily at the realization of what she was doing Maureen handed it over.
'Now you will show respect to Darcia at all times and obey everything she tells you. Do you know why?'
Maureen shook her head.
'God, you are a dumb bitch. It's because l have already told her what I want her to do and your will always, and I mean always do exactly what I tell you to do. Do you understand that, Mrs Gamm?'
Maureen somewhat fearfully nodded.
Verlyn slapped her face and Maureen had never had her face slapped before. She glared at Verlyn and he saw the same look in her eyes that he'd seen in the daughter's eyes the first time he had to slap her face. Somehow, he didn't think Mrs Gamm would be any more difficult to break.
'Do you understand now?'
'Yes.'
'Yes who, bitch.'
'Yes, Mr Cole.'
'Good girl.'
'I......I'm not a girl.' Maureen protested.
'You're whatever I say you are,' he told her. 'Understand......bitch.'
Maureen nodded. 'Yes....yes Mr Cole.' The look in her eyes told Verlyn exactly what he wanted to know about her state of mind.
'Follow me.'
Maureen followed him, just as he expected her to. He led her into a large lounge, stood in the centre of the room and turned toward her. When Maureen stopped just in front of him she stood slightly hunched shouldered with her hands clasped in front of her. He looked her up and down for a few moments. You've got a lot of learning to do, he told himself. She had the same bewildered expression on her face as all the other girls who had stood in front of him for the first time. Softly, he asked her. 'Why are you here Mrs Gamm?'. Her eyes closed for a moment and he knew what her answer would be.
'I...I don't know......Mr. Cole.'
Verlyn had heard that answer so many times before. 'Yes, you do Mrs. Gamm.'
She shut her eyes.
'Open your eyes and look at me.' She looked straight at him 'Good girl. Now you are going to tell me why you are here?'
He saw her gulp.
'You...you are going to make me....make me one of your girls....like....like you've made my daughter.'
Verlyn stared at her. That was not the answer he expected and he'd had no intention of mentioning her daughter. This was going to be all about her.
She was still staring at him but her shoulders were less slumped. 'Yes,' he replied. I am going to make you one of my whores.'
Her reply had put a thought into his head. This woman would do anything to be near her daughter.
Are you going to do what Darcia tells you?'
'Yes, Mr Cole.'
'And, what I tell you to do?'
'Yes,'
'Yes who Mrs. Gamm?'
'Yes, Mr Cole, I will do whatever you tell me.'
Verlyn licked his lips and smiled. 'Kiss.'
She moved up to him and reaching her arms up to his shoulders she pressed her mouth against his. Her lips were soft and warm.
Why...why, why would she say that Verlin wondered as he slid his tongue into her moist mouth and immediately felt her tongue sliding over it. She was nearly as good a kisser as her daughter. As she also moved her body against him Verlyn knew why. A mother's need to protect her daughter was stronger than her love for her husband. Her husband didn't need her protection, but her daughter did. Perfect, he thought, when I have you two working together you'll be able to give your daughter all the protection you want.
He slowly pushed her away; the kissing had been good. 'And how are we going to do that, Mrs Gamm?'
She looked confused and shook her head. 'I...I don't know Mr Cole.'
'I think you do.' he told her. She knew, he told himself. He'd already told her that he'd taught her daughter how to suck and fuck like a whore.
She looked up at him with a tear in the corner of her soft brown eyes. 'You'll teach me how...how to suck and fuck.'
Verlyn thought it sounded good the way she said it. 'That's a good girl.' He took her head in his hands and held it gently. Her eyes glistened with impending tears. 'Now tell me who you are going to suck and fuck.'
'You, Mr Cole.'
'And?'
For several moments neither of them moved. 'And...and any other man you sell me to.'
Verlyn kissed her. She deserved it. He made the kiss last a very long time. Not once did she relax her hold on him or attempt to remove his tongue from her mouth. When he moved her away her chest, which had felt good pressed tight against him, was heaving.
Then he stepped away from her and told her to slowly turn around. As she turned Verlyn saw that even in the dress her body had just about everything physical his clients demanded of a white woman. But he knew that was no good if there was no muscle tone or physical and mental stamina.
'Get undressed,' he told her. 'I want to see what you're giving me to sell.'
Chapter 5
Maureen couldn't stop her fingers from trembling as she tried to find the zip of her dress.
She'd never been kissed for so long, not like that. His lips were so soft. His tongue....
Somewhere sanity told her he was a monster who had taken her beautiful eighteen old daughter and forced her to have sex with men.
But, oh God, he's...he's' so handsome, so big, so strong...... and so black. Here I am undressing in front of him so he can see my naked body. How often does Lauren do this for him and all the other men who fuck her?
Maureen hesitated. I don't have to do this, undress for him. I should tell him to sod off and take me straight back to the hotel. But she could still feel Verlyn's tongue inside her mouth.
You'd better like it, she told herself, you black bastard. You can fuck me if you want but you'll never make me your whore. If he's turned my daughter into a whore...she looked so beautiful.... why didn't she say something....? But I don't have to stay any longer, just tonight. He can fuck me once and then I'll know what it's like for Lauren. Can black men fuck for longer than white men? I've read or heard that somewhere.
As Maureen slowly undid the zip even more obscene thoughts entered her head.
Eventually, her dress slid to the floor. Look at me Verlyn, she almost told him. Lauren has a lovely body. I've seen it with just her panties on but it's not as voluptuous as my body. She started to turn to show him her stockings and lovely black underwear.
'Get all those other things off.' His demand broke her thoughts. 'You won't be wearing stuff like that no more.'
She stared at him....shocked. Not wear stockings. I love wearing stockings.
'Get it all off,' Verlyn demanded. 'The, Black Brothers only want to see your white skin, Mrs Gamm. When you're getting your body ready for them to fuck they don't want it covered in all that white man's trash.'
As she reached for the clips of her bra Maureen tried to understand what he had just told her.....perhaps it would not be as easy as she had thought. But if Lauren had done it, so could her mother.
Hurriedly she removed her beautiful stockings, then the garter belt. Then she looked up at him and saw Verlyn lick his tongue over his lips and a little bit more of her rationality disappeared.
'Them too, none of my girls ever wear knickers.'
Oh God, she thought. Wasn't Lauren wearing any panties?
As she slid them down her legs, the wetness of them surprised her.
'Keep them shoes on. The brother like fucking their white women wearing her heels.'
Maureen stood with her bare legs together and her hands held in front of her. As she looked down at her bare chest she was glad the room was warm and she didn't have goosebumps spoiling how she looked.
'Now you can turn around.'
As she looked at Verlyn then turned slowly around she smiled at the brazen way she was displaying her body. When turned sideways to him something made her lift her breasts with her hands. Something she'd never do in front of anyone. God, I have led a sheltered life, she thought. With her back to him, she put her hands on her buttocks and spread them slightly. She didn't know why but it seem like something he would want his girls to do.
Then she stood facing him. 'Well, Verlyn, what do you think my body will sell for?'
'Feisty bitch aren't you, Mrs Gamm.'
He walked around behind her and she shuddered as she felt his hands touch her shoulders. She tried to think of other things as she felt his hand slide down her arms.... but could only think how soft his hands felt. Then his hands touched her hips and started to move up her flanks. Involuntarily she spread her arms enough to let his hands go where they wanted.
No....no.... no. Please, I don't want this..... she tried to tell herself, but...but his hands were so soft.....so gentle. As his hands slowly moved over her back she had an exquisite shuddering feeling all over her. A feeling she had never felt before.
Then his hands stroked and stroked her buttocks. Then she felt him squeeze them and shake them and spread them apart. His intimacy should have shocked her, instead, she felt herself pushing her buttocks against his hands.
'You have a nice plump ass, Mrs Gamm. The black brothers are going to like fucking your ass.'
'Oh. No.' That was something she had never allowed Toby to do to her.
'Yes, Mrs Gamm.' His hands gripped her buttocks hard. 'Right up your ass.'
She wanted to end it, move away from him but his other hand was on her stomach, pulling her back against himself. She looked down and saw that his black hand was big enough to almost cover her stomach. Then his hand forced its way between her legs and she felt it take hold of her crotch. As his grip tightened she felt as though she was being suspended between his two hands.
He held her there until he felt wetness in his palm. 'You've got a hot, wet cunt, Mrs Gamm but it needs all that fluff removed. The black brothers don't like hair getting in their teeth when sucking hot cunt.'
As he released his grip she knew nothing had ever felt like that. 'Yes...yes I'll shave myself if that's what you want.' she whispered.
'Don't you worry, Mrs Gamm, Darcia will do that for you.'
Then he stood in front of her and she stared, bewildered into his eyes. She knew this was wrong, she shouldn't have feelings like this. Then she felt his hands stroke her breasts, more gently, somehow more intimately than she had ever felt her husband touch them.
'Shame these are starting to sag a bit, Mrs Gamm. But we can have something done about that.'
Her body shuddered involuntarily and her last little flicker of resolve went as she watched his fingers touch her nipples. She had no control left as they instantly hardened.
'Your nipples are exceptional large Mrs Gamm and the black brothers like large nipples to suck. It's a feature they particularly like about your daughter.'
He stepped back leaving her so needy for more of his touch, it hurt. 'I'd say your body will sell for perhaps a couple of hundred pounds an hour, the brother's always like new meat. But you aren't trained to do that yet Mrs Gamm, so get down on your knees and show me what potential you have for sucking black cock.'
As she sank to her knees Maureen Gamm wondered how many men she would have to suck and fuck every day at two hundred pounds an hour. She wished there had been an opportunity to ask her daughter.
Chapter 6
As Verlyn watched her drop to her knees he knew that having Mrs Gamm and her daughter in his stable of white whores would soon be possible. He let her kneel for several seconds before slowly approaching her. As he got up to her he undid the zip of his trousers. She was staring up at him with big questioning eyes. Quickly he took her head in his big hands and pulled her face into the open crotch of his trousers.
As he held her face tight against his crotch her arms flailed everywhere. He could hear her gasping for breath. Good, that should get the smell of a black man right into her head.
For over a minute she flailed her hands against his legs and against his chest. Once she nearly turned her head to one side. Then she put her hands on his hips and tried to push her face out of his crotch.
Verlyn had done this many times before and knew how long it would be before he could let go of her.
He heard her breathing slow and become more regular.
'Good girl,' he told her. 'Now you're getting the idea.'
As he continued to hold her face tight against his crotch her hands found his hips and stayed there. He waited a minute, then slowly moved his hands away from her head. Just as he expected, Mrs Gamm continued to breathe into his crotch.
'That's a good girl,' he praised her and gently stroked her head. 'Now you're familiar with the black man's odour, Mrs Gamm, I think you're ready to learn how to suck a black man's cock.
He stepped back and reached down for her face. When he lifted her chin, her eyes were now more bewildered than questioning.
Standing up Verlyn slowly pulled his cock and his balls out of his trousers. Then he held his cock up to her face.
For a moment she knelt perfectly still, then with both hands she took hold of his cock and stared at it. She looked up at him and Verlyn slowly licked his tongue over his lips.
A moment later Verlyn felt Maureen's tongue lick the head of his cock.
He kept her licking his cock for several minutes. 'Now move your tongue up and down the shaft,' he told her. After she'd licked his shaft for over a minute he told her to lick and kiss his balls. 'I want to hear kissing sounds,' he told her.
All the while her hands had held onto his cock. 'That's very good, Mrs Gamm.
He pulled back from her. 'You ready to have my cock in your mouth?'
She nodded. Toby liked to have his cock sucked.
Immediately Verlyn slapped the side of her face, turning her head to one side. 'You got to learn girl. When I ask you a question I want a straight answer.
She looked up at him with bewildered eyes. 'Yes.....yes Mr Cole.'
'You've got to stop being a stupid bitch. Yes, what Mrs Gamm.'
For a moment there was silence then she took a deep breath. 'Yes Mr Cole, I'm ready to have your cock in my mouth.'
'Put your hands behind your back,' he told her. Then he held the knob of his still slightly flaccid cock against her mouth. 'Open wide Mrs. Gamm.'
Her mouth opened and Verlyn slowly eased the knob of his cock between her soft lips. 'Now use your tongue' he told her and a few moments later felt the hot wetness of Mrs Gamm's tongue all over his knob.
He kept her at it for two minutes, occasionally having to remind her to keep looking up at him. Verlyn knew that with a man's cock in her mouth a bitches eyes always showed how much she liked it. And Mrs Gamm had very expressive eyes.