Hayley is 21 now and still getting stoned, excessively masturbating, and mooching off her parents. Francine gets home early one day to find her daughter is high again, while using the groceries as sex toys. Francine has had enough!

Francine- "You've been sticking those cucumbers and sausages where? You disgusting brat! You've ruined tonight's meal...or have you?"

Hayley was concerned with Francine's tone and sensed the impending danger. She knew she should run, but she'd smoked too much. She was incapacitated, and it was easy for Franny to overpower, strip and bind the little hippy.

Hayley is a little too big for the roasting tray but after oiling her up (with extra attention given to her rump) she's squeezed into the pan, albeit with her butt and breasts bursting over the edge. Francine grabbed a banana from the fruit bowl and crudely shoved it in between helpless Hayley's legs.

Hayley- "Argh!"

Francine- "What's the matter, I thought you enjoyed playing with my ingredients?"

Hayley- "It's too big and rough! I needs lube or something!"

Francine- "Well I have something here..."

Francine opened a draw and removed what appeared to be a large buttplug, but it had something on the end of it. Now Hayley thought herself quite the kinky woman, but did not usually delve into anal play. It wasn't because she didn't enjoy the feeling, but rather she proudly saw herself as a dominatrix. Mistresses, in her mind, do not have things shoved up their asses, it is something they subjugate their sexual conquests to.

Hayley- "What are you doing with that? Don't you dare!"

Francine- "Shhh. I don't think you're in position to make any demands. Now for once in your life, behave yourself."

Francine sprayed oil over the thermometer and gave one quick squirt onto Hayley's anus for good measure before gently inserting it between her cheeks. Hayley moaned and groaned. She'd never admit it to herself, but part of her liked being the helpless damsel, getting degraded, humiliated and abused.

Hayley- "Stop that! Untie me! Let me go!"

Francine- "Tell you what, oink like a piggy and maybe I'll let you go."

Hayley- "What? Never! I am not some pathetic litll...mmph!"

Francine interupted her mid sentence with an apple shoved firmly into her open mouth. She'd decided it was better than listening to her wining. She lifted Hayley in her tray as if she weighed no more than a regular sized chicken and pushed her into the oven, slamming the door shut. She was not sure if it was her imagination, but for the next couple of hours, Francine could have sworn she heard Hayley letting out muffled oinks as she squealed into the apple.



SEQUEL TO COME


Thought I'd try some different things, with the series, cartoon style, banana and body covered in oil. Just noticed that I didn't add any extra details to the apple, which I might go back and do at some point. Feels like a fun series to work with, though doesn't have a huge cast to go through. Enjoy.

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