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Part one of two. Rachel was enjoying a quiet morning at home when she received a phone call from her daughter Misty's employer. Apparently the young lady had not turned up for work. Rachel apologized and promised to find out where she was. It did not occur to her that anything might be amiss. She had trouble with Misty's behavior before, and she assumed she was simply being irresponsible - perhaps sneaking off to be with her friends. When she called Misty's cell-phone, she did not get an answer. But she left an annoyed message telling her to stop playing around and to call back as soon as possible. Hours later, Rachel was at her office. She still has not heard back from Misty. Again she called her. Again there was no answer. By now Rachel was feeling very uneasy. In a second message to her daughter, she spoke with fear rather than anger. It was not very long ago that Rachel had been taken by three hoods to send a strong message to her husband that was not paying his gambling debts on time. Immediately after hanging up, she saw that someone had sent her a new email. Rachel read it and cried out in XXXX. There was a message saying, We have your daughter. Ask Frank. Frank was Rachel's husband. He was a businessman who had a bad habit of gambling himself into debt with the wrong kind of people. Rachel guessed that this must be the reason for Misty's disappearance. Most likely some mobster was holding her as leverage to make Frank pay up money that he owed. At once Rachel phoned her husband and told him the situation. She yelled at him in fury, and made him promise him to do all he could to get Misty back unharmed. He was to blame for what had happened. There was no doubt about it. That night, Rachel was back home, lying alone in bed, tossing and turning from troubled dreams. She had been too exhausted to stay up any longer. Meanwhile, her husband was off trying to take care of the matter. Due to his own checkered record, he preferred not to have the police involved. Unfortunately, however, he made such a poor job of things that the people behind Misty's disappearance ran out of patience and decided to escalate the situation and demonstrate the concept of bad consequences. This meant the beginning of a nightmare for Frank's wife and daughter. For while Rachel was XXXX, a masked goon crept into her room, approached her bed, and suddenly seized her. Rachel woke in confusion and terror, but could neither struggle free of the man's grasp nor scream loud enough to be heard through his hand clamping down over her mouth. Indeed, the combination of her fear and the man's overwhelming strength were such that she ended up fainting. When Rachel eventually came round, she realized that her mouth had been gagged, her ankles bound together, and her hands tied behind her back. Her bed covers were tossed aside and she lay exposed in nothing but her tight and modest nightclothes. Worst of all, once her eyes focused, she saw that Misty lay naked on the couch across from her. The young lady was gagged and bound just like her mother. In addition, she had been stripped completely naked. Rachel began to cry out for help, but it was all in vain. The masked man ignored her, went over to Misty, and ran his hands all over her bare flesh. His job was to get to Rachel's husband by violating her and her daughter. As a loyal goon, he intended to do it to the best of his abilities. Presently, he carried Misty over to the bed and held her down beside her mother. Then he raised her legs, hauled Rachel down on to her knees, and XXXX her face into her daughter's pussy. Both she and Misty cried out and writhed with all their might to avoid being made to commit the taboo act. But this proved of no avail. Their restraints held firm, and the man maintained his wicked domination over them. And so, a strong hand clenching the hair at the back of her head, Rachel crumbled under pressure and ended up licking and tongue-fucking Misty's pussy in every way that she was told. She sobbed throughout, and Misty moaned aplenty. Sometimes there almost seemed a hint of reluctant pleasure in the young woman's voice. Then mother and daughter found their roles reversed. Misty had to lick and pleasure her own mother's exposed pussy in exactly the same way that her mother had done with hers. When it was over, the two women were shattered with shame.