Mommy Said So, Part 1

My Mommy Said So. (part 1)

     WARNING: THIS STORY IS EXTREMELY FUCKED UP!  IT IS PURELY FANTASY, AND 
EXISTS ONLY IN THE AUTHOR'S WARPED IMAGINATION.  IF YOU ARE OFFENDED BY… 
WELL, DAMN NEAR ANYTHING, READ NO FURTHER!  (A FEW EXAMPLES: UNDERAGE 
SMOKING, ENCOURAGEMENT TO DO SO BY AUTHORITY FIGURES, UNDERAGE EXPOSURE TO 
SEXUAL ACTIVITY, CHILD ABUSE; THE LIST GOES ON AND ON)
     THIS STORY WAS INSPIRED BY THE STORY "FORCING JUDY TO SMOKE," POSTED 
12/14/1999.  THOUGH DISTURBING AND BADLY WRITTEN , I NONETHELESS LOVED IT IN 
A VERY SICK, TWISTED WAY.  MY THANKS TO THE NAMELESS AUTHOR.  I WILL POST 
PART TWO IF RESPONSE IS FAVORABLE.

        "But MOMMY, I don't wanna smoke!"
   Nicole eyed her pretty little six-year-old daughter curiously, and took a 
long, deep inhale on her cigarette.  Why would little Shannon give her so 
much trouble?  Kara had certainly never given her any problems.  She glanced 
at eleven-year-old Kara, who sat on the couch behind her, masturbating with 
one hand and raising a cigarette to her lips with the other.  Her curly dark 
hair partially obscured her young face, but not enough to hide the look of 
crazed lust in her eyes as her fingers worked furiously at her clit.  She 
puffed rhythmically and forcefully on her cigarette, part of her third pack 
of the day.
   "Why the hell wouldn't you want to smoke, you little bitch!?"  Nicole 
yelled at her daughter.  "Doesn't it look like Kara's having fun?"  She 
turned and looked again with pride as Kara puffed hard and deep, almost down 
to the filter now.  The burst of nicotine sent her young body into an 
incredible orgasm, and she began screaming loudly.  Smoke gushed from her 
little throat in staccato bursts as she yelled over and over, her pussy 
contracting violently, her entire body shaking.  Nicole smiled with pride, 
then turned back to her youngest.  "You mean you don't want to do that?"
   "It smells nasty, Mommy!" Shannon yelled at her mother.  "And the TV says 
it's bad for you!"
   Nicole instantly became cross again.  "Well then maybe you won't get to 
watch TV again until you smoke!"  She took a long drag on her cigarette, 
relishing the feel of the warm smoke in her lungs, then decided to turn it 
into a double-pump to enhance the enjoyment.
   "NO MOMMY, PLEASE!!"  Shannon's cute little blonde-framed face became 
horrified.  "Please let me watch TV!"  She was almost crying.
   "Does that mean you'll smoke?" Nicole asked, smoke spilling from her mouth, 
a hopeful smile appearing on her face.  She finished her exhale, a lengthy, 
voluminous stream from both her mouth and nose, then immediately took 
another forceful inhale, treasuring the addictive nicotine it delivered.
   Shannon stuck her lip out stubbornly.  "NO!  I don't wanna smoke!"
   Stubborn little bitch, Nicole thought.  Kara appeared beside her mother, 
another cigarette already dangling from her full young lips.  Nicole glanced 
down and saw that Kara had only three more remaining in her pack.  At this 
rate, her daughter might finish a fourth pack before the night was over.  
Kara was still breathing heavily from her orgasm - her smoked-out little 
lungs would require some time to recover from such heavy exertion.  She had 
been smoking two-and-a-half to three packs a day for the last four years, 
but had suddenly been smoking more heavily as of late.
   "Come on… Sis…" Kara huffed and puffed, speaking around the all-white 
cigarette which remained dangling, unlit, from her young mouth.  "You'll… 
like it… I promise…"
   Shannon seemed to consider for just a second, but again her lower lip 
protruded.  "No."
   "DAMN IT, SHANNON!" Nicole screamed from where she stood at the ashtray, 
grounding out her cigarette.  What was a young mother to do?  She marched 
over behind Shannon and firmly grabbed her under her arms, lifting her into 
the air.  Shannon began kicking, and Nicole looked to Kara.  "Kara!  Grab 
her legs!"  Her other daughter complied, waiting only to light her dangling 
cigarette, then stepped forward and took hold of her sister's legs as she 
puffed hard, feeding her insatiable addiction.
   Nicole carried Shannon to a chair, then held her down and instructed Kara 
to fetch rope from the closet.  She watched in delight as a plume of smoke 
followed her oldest as she ran for the closet.  Shannon had not stopped 
kicking and screaming, and it took some effort for Nicole to hold her.  
Soon, however, Kara returned with the rope and wound it around the couch, 
holding her little sister in place.
   The little girl was crying loudly now, but Nicole paid it no mind.  She 
produced her cigarettes and lighter from her pocket and lit one, her hand 
trembling with fury.  The nicotine somewhat soothed her brain, and she began 
approaching the frightened little girl in the chair.
   Nicole exhaled in Shannon's face, which recoiled, then held the cigarette 
to her sobbing young daughter's lips.  "Now smoke," she said firmly.
   Shannon breathed in through her nose several times, then shook her head.
   "I SAID SMOKE, DAMN IT!"  Nicole pinched Shannon's nose shut, and forced 
the cigarette against her lips.  Kara watched intently, taking long, slow 
inhales.
   Her eyes watering, Shannon finally breathed in the smoke, then almost 
immediately coughed it back up.  Even coughing, Nicole delighted in the 
sight of the cancerous smoke issuing from the innocent-looking little 
blonde's young lips.
   Nicole let her take a few breaths through her mouth, then forced the 
cigarette back against her lips.  "Again!" she shouted sternly.
   Shannon complied again, even without her nose held, too afraid to do 
otherwise.  Tears streamed from her face.  Again, she coughed.
   "Ease up, mommy," Kara said.  Nicole shot a dangerous look at her daughter, 
but Kara just said, "let her breath a little."
   Nicole backed away, raising the cigarette to her own lips for a long inhale 
as Shannon breathed hard and deep through her mouth.  Kara approached her 
sister.  "Don't inhale so much at first," she gently instructed.  "Just take 
a little."  She let her take a few more breaths, then raised her own 
cigarette to Shannon's mouth.  Shannon looked at her with tear-filled eyes, 
but Kara responded with a hopeful smile.  "Don't fight it, Sis."
   Shannon closed her eyes, then took a short puff.  She inhaled with a 
shuddering breath, and managed not to cough.  She exhaled inexpertly, smoke 
coming from her nose and mouth simultaneously.
Kara responded with a hopeful smile, then raised the cigarette for a puff of 
her own.
   It was more than Nicole could bare.  The delicious site of her two 
daughters sharing a cigarette was something she had long dreamed about.  
Yanking off her pants, she sat on the floor, cigarette clamped between her 
lips, long blonde hair spilling down her back.  She fervently began playing 
with herself, watching excitedly as the girls took turns inhaling on the 
cigarette.  They were both so young, so sweet…  She had long enjoyed the 
sight of Kara smoking, and it was as sexy as ever.  But to watch thin little 
Shannon…  The way the smoke rose from her smooth young face, barely old 
enough to be in school…
   Nicole puffed on her own cigarette, taking her usual pleasure from its 
poisonous warmth.  She came quickly and violently, the image of her 
daughters smoking locked in her mind.  The girls had finished their 
cigarette.  Kara was leaning against a wall; she had already lit another, 
but was not attempting to share it with Shannon, who was breathing the 
"fresh" air deeply.  She was still sobbing gently.  Nicole put out her 
cigarette, then, breathing heavily, addressed Kara.  "Once… more."
   Kara exhaled her latest puff, picture perfect, then turned to face her 
mother.  "Mommy, are you sure?" she asked, her expression concerned.
   Nicole nodded.  "One… more puff."
   Shrugging, Kara walked towards Shannon, still tied to the chair, and held 
the cigarette to her sister's lips.  "Come on, Kiddo," she said gently, 
encouragingly.
   No longer willing to fight, Shannon took another puff, slightly deeper than 
the earlier ones, and inhaled.  "All of it… out through your mouth… Hon," 
Nicole told her daughter.  She drank in the sight greedily as Shannon 
exhaled the short stream of creamy white smoke.
   Nicole untied her daughter, and the little girl looked at her with teary 
eyes.  "Why'd you do that, Mommy?"
   Nicole exhaled a long, slow stream of thick smoke from the cigarette she 
had just lit, and looked her daughter in the eye.  "Because I love you."

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