Canary Row - Final story in the 1930's depression rape series

In the finale we see that the Casey brothers caused psychological damage to the women they raped. Celia discovers what happened to Mary and her sister.

Near the old railyards in the town of Graff sat a row of cottages, they were originally meant to house rail workers. But these days, during the depression, there were no more rail workers, trains didn’t stop at Graff anymore.

So, the cottages had been split into one-room dwellings to make rents cheaper. Their bright white paintwork had discolored to a pale yellow, the locals referred to them as “Canary Row”

The larger cottage on one end had been converted into the local brothel, sex was still making money even if no one else was.

Celia had come a long way since the day the Casey brothers had raped her in the bar on that fateful day the year before, she had lost her job and wound up turning cheap tricks in the alley behind it before moving to the brothel to ply her trade. Now she was one of the Ladies who ran the place and as a “Madam” it was her job to find new girls with new skills to offer.

That’s where Mary entered her life, she was the younger of the two sisters who had been kidnapped and repeatedly raped by the Casey’s a year ago. Her sister, Anna, had found herself pregnant by the brothers, she had spiraled into a depression and had got sick, eventually dying of pneumonia last winter.

Mary’s family had, of course, held her responsible, as if! Eventually the girl, now 19, had left home and also found herself at Canary Row, offering her body for a room, some food and even a little money sometimes.

Celia had sat her down face to face and talked to her the day she arrived. Was she clean? Yes. Was she pregnant? No! What special skills did she have? Mary hadn’t had an answer to this question so Celia had pried a little deeper and discovered that Mary was reliving the rapes the brothers inflicted on her.

“And what happens when you think about what they did to you?” Celia asked.

“I get tingly feelings between my legs” Mary answered shyly, “You get horny? Celia pressed her, the girl nodded. Celia leaned forward and placed her hands on the girls knees, “Do you get wet down there when you remember their hard cocks ramming onto your pussy?” she licked her lips and pushed Mary’s skirt up.

“Yes!” the blonde replied, Celia eased her legs open and slid her hands higher, she realised that Mary wore no underwear, probably couldn’t afford it anymore, she looked like she had been on the street for a few days.

“Do you masturbate when you have these thoughts?” Celia went on, “Yes, I can’t help myself” Mary gasped as Celia’s hands reached the top of her legs and her fingers began to probe her moistening cunt.

“You want it again?” Celia pushed two fingers into the teens wetness and her thumb began to rub her swelling clit, “Oooh! Yes!” Mary pushed her hips forward to give the Madam better access, she was really excited now and an orgasm was starting to build.

“What if we could make it so it happened to you again?” Celia asked, her voice thick with her own lust now.

“Yes! Yes I want that!” Mary replied, “I want to be forced again, to have my pussy penetrated by a bunch of hard dicks until I cum!” she shuddered, “Yes, make me cum! Oooh! Fuck yes!” Mary’s hips bucked as she climaxed on Celia’s fingers. The older woman lifted her skirts and used the teen’s juices to lubricate her own cunt; she began to masturbate too.

“Watch me Mary” she moaned, “Watch me and I’ll make sure you get gang fucked whenever you want, you’ll get well paid for it too” she fingered herself as Mary watched, rubbing her own pussy as the two women got off together. “Oh fuck yes!” Celia sighed as she orgasmed, she watched as Mary climaxed too, "This girl was going to be perfect" she thought to herself.

That had been over two weeks ago now and Mary was proving to be popular. Tonight was no different, six clients had paid to be let into the room where Mary was, Celia would be there too with a loaded pistol, she made it very clear that any man getting too carried away would be dealt with. Unsurprisingly there had been no trouble so far, allowing Celia to play with her own pussy while she watched.

She was in her usual seat now, watching in the dim lamplight as Mary was thrown onto the bed by the half dozen men and systematically gang fucked, the men took it in turns to penetrate her mouth, cunt and ass all at the same time while others spectated and jerked.

This is what got Mary off, she could relive her rape and that made her cum hard. Celia got off on this too, she fingered herself as Mary took a cock in her mouth, another guy was pumping her ass hole now, the other men either knelt on the bed and wanked their stiff dicks or stood by the bed to do it.

Mary took all of them, once a client had spunked he would dress and head for the bar downstairs, or hang around to watch, sometimes even getting hard again and having a second fuck, Mary didn’t care, she just wanted to be fucked and cum as often as she could.

By the end she would be covered in spunk and exhausted, Celia would then announce that the session was done and the men could get drinks at the bar if they wished.

After they had left she would then get naked herself and straddle the girl on the bed, rubbing her clit until she squirted in Mary’s face whilst calling her a dirty cum slut, then she would push the blonde’s legs open wide and finger fuck her until she would moan loudly and cum, sometimes she managed to get her whole hand in Mary’s pussy and would fist fuck her to a shuddering climax.

Then she would dress, wash her hands in the bowl on the dresser and go downstairs to greet clients while Mary cleaned herself up and rested, then, two days later the whole process would repeat, sometimes with some of the same men.

This was their life now, being used for money, but managing to get pleasure from it times were hard in the 1930’s and you had to get by however you could!

The End