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A New Life for Sara
by Vulgus (vulgus@hotmail.com)

***

Mom and her teenage daughter become sex slaves to the 
new step-dad and his sons. (Mmmm/Ff, nc, Fff-bi, 
blkmail)

***

My life has recently begun to spiral out of control. Up 
until a little less than a year ago everything was 
great. Well, at least it was normal. I lived with my 
parents in a nice house and went to a nice school and I 
suppose I was a typical rotten teenager. I didn't know 
how good I had it. I found out when my father died of a 
heart attack.

My mother and I were pretty distraught of course. We 
loved my father and there had been no warning at all. 
He was only thirty-nine. The doctors said that he had a 
heart defect. He had been born with it and it had been 
a ticking time bomb. One day about ten months ago the 
time bomb went off and he had a heart attack at work.

That was bad enough. But then the insurance company 
piled on. They wouldn't pay the hospital bills because 
his heart attack and subsequent death were due to a 
pre-existing medical condition that he had not listed 
on his application. Never mind that he had no idea that 
he had a heart defect. Suddenly we were many hundreds 
of thousands of dollars in debt. Dad had hung on in a 
coma for days and the charges for the Intensive Care 
Unit alone were obscene. 

Dad had life insurance. They had thought that it was in 
an amount that would be enough to take care of us if 
anything happened. It wasn't. The medical bills got 
almost all of it, with plenty of bills left over. 

Mom sold the good car and kept dads old one for us to 
get around in. But after the car was paid off there was 
hardly any money left over. The main benefit had been 
to get rid of the car payment.

Mom had no choice then. She put our house on the 
market. The problem is, the real estate market in this 
area had just taken a big downturn and by the time the 
expenses of selling the house were taken care of and 
the mortgage paid off there wasn't much more than 
enough left over to move to a small apartment.

I thought we had hit bottom then. We weren't even 
close! Ten months after dad died mom came home from 
work and called me into the kitchen for a talk. I knew 
from the sound of her voice that it wasn't going to be 
something good. I was right.

Mom had agreed to marry a man from work. She said that 
she didn't really love him, but she felt like she had 
no choice. He was a widower with three sons. She had 
known him for several years and she was certain that he 
could provide us with security. He had always hit on 
her, even when dad was still alive. After dad had died 
he had waited a month or so and started chasing her all 
over again. 

Mom was desperate by then and so she had agreed to 
marry him without ever even going out with him! She 
needed someone to take over and solve her problems and 
take care of her and her daughter. That was just the 
way she was. She thought she was doing it for me. I was 
nearly as devastated as I had been when dad had died. 
Now I was going to have to move across town. I would be 
leaving my school and all of my friends. I had just 
turned sixteen and just started dating. My girlfriends 
were girls that I had gone to school with since 
kindergarten. I would have much rather stayed where we 
were and stayed poor. 

Mom couldn't handle it though. She was being hounded by 
bill collectors and she was at the end of her rope. I 
understood, I think. I had trouble coping with the 
concept of marrying someone that you didn't love. I 
understood that she was desperate though and saw this 
as a way out. After I thought about it, I got to 
wondering if she had really loved my dad all that much 
either. She was never very affectionate with him. At 
least they weren't when I was watching. They seemed 
more like partners in a business venture than lovers. I 
just never noticed it before I guess.

It would definitely be a step up for us. My new 
stepfather owned his own company and had agreed to pay 
off mom's debts after the wedding. I tried to talk her 
out of it. I offered to get a job and give her the 
money. I knew how stupid that sounded as I was saying 
it, but I wanted desperately to stay in the school I 
was in now. I had just started my junior year and I was 
popular and involved in clubs and cheerleading and my 
whole life, or what was left of it, was wrapped up in 
those people and those activities.

There seemed to be something that mom wasn't telling 
me. She was evasive when I asked her questions about 
the man she was marrying and her motives. The more I 
asked her about this agreement they had reached the 
more upset she became so I dropped the subject. I knew 
that there was something that she wasn't telling me 
though.

On Friday we went out to dinner with the man that mom 
was going to marry. He seemed nice enough. He was 
pretty good looking for an old guy. I guess he was a 
little older than dad, probably around forty-five. I'm 
just guessing. I'm not that good at judging the ages of 
grownups. His name is Larry Flack but he told me to 
call him dad.

I don't know what he had treated mom like before, but I 
had the impression that he felt like he was going to 
own her. He was paying a lot of money for her after 
all. She seemed to defer to him on every subject. He 
was already giving her instructions for the wedding and 
our life after the wedding. They weren't going to have 
a real wedding. They were just going to go to a Notary 
Public who could perform a civil ceremony. There would 
be a pre-nuptial agreement. If the marriage didn't 
last, for whatever reason, mom would get nothing and 
would be in debt to my new father for the amount that 
he was paying off to clear our debts, plus interest.

He really seemed to be taking charge of her. Then he 
started on me. He told me that he had expectations for 
my mother, but he also had expectations of me. I would 
have chores around the house and I would be expected to 
meet certain standards at school as well.

I wasn't too concerned. I was an honor student and I 
had always helped around the house. So that didn't 
concern me as much as the way he talked to me. I got 
really mixed signals from him. On the one hand he gave 
me the impression that he wasn't all that happy to be 
gaining a stepdaughter and that he would really prefer 
that I was not a part of the bargain. Yet it seemed 
like every time I glanced up at him he was looking at 
me. It wasn't an actual leer. He was kind of creeping 
me out though.

I wanted to tell him that I was just as unhappy about 
this arrangement as he was, if not more. I just kept my 
mouth shut though and said, "Yes sir," at all of the 
appropriate times. I noticed that mom looked pretty 
embarrassed about the way he was talking to us. She 
gave me a look that said, "Thank you," when I just 
accepted his instructions meekly. 

He drove us home after dinner and I was surprised and 
even more embarrassed when he came back to the 
apartment with us. Because as soon as we got inside our 
apartment mom sent me to my room and it seemed like 
only moments after I got to my room that I heard them 
through the thin wall separating my bedroom from my 
mother's. 

He had apparently decided to start the honeymoon early. 
I could actually hear him ordering my mother to undress 
and commenting on her naked body. I heard him order her 
to undress him and then I heard him order her to suck 
his cock!

That was when I came to my senses and dug out my iPod. 
I put my headphones on and turned my music up real 
loud. I was still a virgin and this was not the way 
that I wanted to learn about sex! 

It was too late to block out the disturbing things that 
I had already heard. The images in my mind were making 
me feel ill. I tried not to think about it, and about 
the things that I didn't hear. I struggled to undress 
and get into my pajamas without dislodging the 
headphones. I was afraid of what I might hear if they 
came off.

I tried to read for a few minutes but it wasn't 
possible. My mind was totally focused on the idea of my 
mother being ordered to undress for the amusement of my 
new stepfather and then undressing him and letting him 
put his cock in her mouth. If I had not heard it I 
would never have believed in a million years that my 
mother would allow herself to be ordered around that 
way, and then let a man, a man she didn't even like all 
that much from what I could see, put his cock in her 
mouth. I shuddered in revulsion as I fought to get 
those images out of my mind.

I was still lying on my bed in the dark an hour and a 
half later when mom came into my room in her robe and 
sat on the side of my bed. She had left my door open 
and we could see well enough with the light from the 
hallway.

I took the headphones off finally and turned the music 
off. I had a hell of a time looking my mother in the 
eye. It didn't help that she was obviously as 
embarrassed as I was. I could smell the smell of sex on 
her still. I had never smelled it before, but I knew 
what it was as soon as I smelled it.

We sat in silence for a while and I could see her 
trying to figure out what to say. At last, in a voice 
not much louder than a whisper, she said, "I'm sorry 
Sara. I'm doing what I have to do. Larry isn't a bad 
man. He just takes some getting used to. He is the kind 
of person that is always in charge. It's just his way."

I listened to her, and I watched her. She really 
thought that she was doing the right thing. She thought 
that this was her only way out. She didn't even seem to 
really mind the way that he talked to her and ordered 
her around. She certainly didn't seem to be acting like 
a woman who had been….I don't know. What was that I had 
heard? Was that rape? From what little I had overheard 
it hadn't sounded like they were making love. 

I was beginning to realize that I hardly knew my mother 
at all. At least I didn't know what she was like as a 
person, as a woman. She had been a good mother and I 
loved her. I just didn't know the woman who was sitting 
on the edge of my bed right now. 

I didn't know how to respond to her. I realized that I 
knew next to nothing about the man she was marrying 
either and so I asked her how she had met him. She told 
me that the company he owned occupied a suite of 
offices on the floor where mom worked as a junior 
executive for another company. 

We had learned long ago that "junior executive" was 
another name for slave. They could work her any number 
of hours and pay her only slightly more than she made 
when she was just another worker bee. They dangled that 
promotion carrot in front of her all the time. If she 
worked long enough and hard enough then eventually she 
would be somebody, maybe.

She had met the man who was about to become my new 
"dad" in the elevator one morning several years ago and 
he had been hitting on her ever since. Not in a 
harassing way, but there was no doubt that he wanted 
her. She had always joked with him and tried to keep it 
light. She had no intention of cheating on my father. 

She said that she had begun to allow him to wear down 
her defenses after my father died. Not right away, but 
as our situation grew steadily less bearable she became 
steadily more desperate. I guess she had eventually 
seen Larry Flack as our only way out. 

He apparently knew what her motives were and didn't 
care. He wanted a pretty, sexy, young wife. Mom was 
really beautiful and when she dressed up she could be 
really hot. Not that mom was young. She was thirty-
five. But she could easily pass for a woman in her late 
twenties. I was starting to realize that this was a 
business arrangement for both of them. She was being 
evasive again though. There was still something that 
she wasn't telling me.

Mom was going to continue to work, at least for a 
while. He might decide later that she should stop 
working, but for now he was allowing her to work.

I asked about his three sons and she informed me that 
she had not met them yet. Our dinner date was the first 
time that she had gone out with her future husband! In 
my mind that made what had happened when he drove us 
home all the more bizarre!

He had showed her pictures of his sons. Mom said that 
they were thirteen, fourteen and sixteen years old and 
all three of them were good looking boys. Other than 
that she knew nothing about them. She only remembered 
the name of the oldest, Chase.

The school year had just begun and I had tried 
desperately to think of some way to stay in my school, 
at least until the end of my junior year. I thought of 
moving in with one of my friends or just not telling 
the school that I had moved. But I knew that mom 
wouldn't go for it. 

Still, when I asked when the marriage was scheduled to 
take place I felt like I had just been kicked in the 
stomach when she told me that they would be married as 
soon as the blood tests and the legal documents were 
taken care of. She figured on two weeks from today at 
the very most.

It was one thing when this earth shaking event was 
going to take place at some unspecified time in the 
future, hopefully the distant future. But two weeks! In 
two weeks I would be moving into a home with three 
teenage boys and a man I had just met for the first 
time. I would be leaving the school I loved and all of 
my friends and going to live with four males I didn't 
know. The only thing that I knew for sure was that 
Larry Flack was a very dominant man who had already 
taken over my mother's life. I had apparently overheard 
far too much of them sealing the deal this evening. 

I was tempted to ask my mother how she felt about what 
had just happened to her. I knew that she was nearly as 
shy as I was. I was shocked at what I had heard from 
the bedroom next to mine before I managed to get my 
headphones on. I tried not to think about what I might 
have missed. I guess that if my mother had allowed that 
man to order her to undress and then suck is cock in 
the demanding tones that I had overheard tonight then 
we must be in pretty dire financial straits. 

Mom told me that I should start packing my personal 
belongings. My new father would come over tomorrow and 
look through the house to see if there was any 
furniture worth moving. Everything we owned would be 
sold, except for our clothing and our personal items.

She sat quietly on the side of my bed for a few more 
minutes and then she whispered again that she was sorry 
and got up and went to her room. I heard the shower 
running for a while and then the house was quiet.

I hardly slept at all that night. My thoughts, my 
worries circulated through my head totally out of my 
control all night long. I woke up from what little 
sleep I did get an hour earlier than I normally get up 
on Saturday. I was too wound up to stay in bed though, 
so I got up and took a quick shower and went out to our 
small eat-in kitchen. I had some juice but I didn't 
feel like eating.

My mom came out in a few minutes and said, "You look 
tired. I guess you had trouble sleeping last night 
too?"

I just nodded. 

Mom made coffee and we sat quietly at the table while 
the hot water dripped through the coffee grounds 
filling the small room with the pleasant aroma. 

When the coffee was ready she poured herself a cup and 
sat back down. The silence was oppressive and soon she 
asked, "Have you thought of any questions since last 
night?"

I had a dozen questions, but I could only reply, "None 
that you can answer. Are you sure that this is the only 
way?"

I saw that it looked like she was going to cry. I 
realized that I was making it more difficult for her 
and I felt bad about that. I got up and went over and 
put my arms around her and said, "I'm sorry mom. I know 
you are doing what you think is right. I'm not upset 
with you. I'm just scared."

She said, "Me too Sara, me too." And she really did 
sound scared.

Larry showed up around nine. I realized that I was 
thinking of him as Larry. It would be very hard for me 
to call him dad. Maybe after I knew him better, but for 
now he was just the strange and frightening man that my 
mom seemed to be selling herself to.

He greeted us cordially, but I noticed that he treated 
us more like servants than his new wife and daughter. 
Maybe my impression was colored by my feelings about 
this situation, but that was the way it seemed to me.

I followed them around the small apartment as they did 
an informal inventory. There were some pictures of our 
family before dad died and Larry said that we could 
keep them, but he didn't want them displayed in his 
home.

I thought that was kind of cold. He was still my 
father! I didn't say anything though. We went through 
the kitchen and the living room and, except for the few 
pictures we would be allowed to keep, Larry decided 
that everything would have to go.

We moved down the hall to mom's room and Larry went 
through everything. I was really surprised, and 
embarrassed. He even went through mom's underwear! He 
didn't say anything at first, but after he had looked 
at everything he said, "You are going to need all new 
clothes. I don't care for the dowdy things you wear. 
You have a beautiful body. You need to dress to 
emphasize it, not hide it. You definitely need new 
underwear. That stuff all looks like my mother's 
underwear! I'll pick out an outfit to wear when we 
leave. Everything else in here can go. There's no sense 
moving it."

We went to my room last and if I thought I had been 
embarrassed watching him go through my mother's things, 
this was much worse. He stood at the door and looked 
around and then went in with mom and me trailing 
behind. He looked around and said, "All of this 
furniture can go." 

After looking around he moved to my closet. He opened 
the door and looked through my clothes which were 
crammed tightly into the small closet. I had a much 
larger closet in our old house and now I had to cram 
things in pretty tightly. He struggled with what I had 
hanging there and then became impatient and said, "The 
hell with it. Your things are almost as bad as your 
mother's. We'll pick out something for you to wear when 
we leave, but the rest of this can stay too."

Somehow, the idea of this man selecting my wardrobe 
made me nervous. Mom didn't say a word though, and I 
was just as intimidated by him as she seemed to be.

He backed away from my closet and the embarrassment I 
had felt up until now was nothing. I had been 
embarrassed when he went through my mother's lingerie, 
but she was going to be his wife so maybe he was 
entitled to have a say in what she wore. I certainly 
didn't think that my underwear was any of his damned 
business!

Apparently I was wrong. He walked to my small dresser 
and went through the drawers. He pulled out a random 
sampling of my bras and panties and held them up and 
shook his head. I was very tempted to tell him that my 
underwear was none of his damned business. But somehow 
I couldn't. I looked at my mother. Surely she would 
object to this. This man had no business concerning 
himself with my underwear!

Nothing! She just stood there blushing as her husband-
to-be inspected my underwear! He turned to me and asked 
me if I had a suitcase.

I nodded. I was too shocked to answer out loud.

He said, "Get it out and we will pick out a few things 
for you to pack when I get back."

Then he took my mother's arm and led her out of my room 
and I stood there thinking, "Get back from where?"

He didn't go far. He led my mother into her bedroom and 
as soon as the door closed I heard him order her to 
strip. The walls are so thin that I could hear their 
clothing rustling as I reached under my bed and pulled 
out my suitcase. 

There was no talking coming from the other room. This 
time I guess she knew what to do without being told. I 
tried not to think about it. I didn't want to know 
about my mother's sex life. If you can call what they 
were doing a part of my mother's sex life. I didn't get 
the impression that they were making love, or even 
having sex. It was more like he was using my mother to 
get his rocks off.

I sat on my bed in shock as I listened to the sounds 
filtering through the wall. Fifteen minutes later he 
came back into my room alone. I was so embarrassed that 
I couldn't look him in the face. He went right to my 
closet and selected a sundress and tossed it to me. 

He moved to my underwear drawer again and this time he 
pulled everything out and dumped it on the bed. As he 
went through my bras I saw a movement and looked up to 
see my mother watching from the door to my room with a 
concerned look on her face. But she didn't say a word 
as Larry selected a couple of my sexiest bras and 
tossed them into my suitcase. Then he did the same with 
my panties. He picked up the ones that caught his eye 
and ran his fingers through them thoughtfully and if 
they appealed to him he tossed them in my suitcase. 
Most of them didn't appeal to him and he left them in 
the pile. 

When he was done with my underwear drawer he said, "No 
more pantyhose. I don't approve of them. If you require 
hose you may wear thigh highs. With legs like yours 
though, I don't see any reason for you to wear them. 
Now, show me your sleepwear."

I pulled out my pajamas and he just shook his head. He 
got a disgusted look on his face and said, "My boys 
have more attractive pajamas than this. These won't do 
at all. Don't bother to pack them."

I looked pleadingly at my mother in the doorway, but 
she just looked down at the floor.

He turned to leave and I called out, "Wait! What about 
my clothes? What am I going to wear? I don't….."

That was as far as I got. He turned back and said 
patiently, as if he knew that he was talking to a 
moron, "We will get you and your mother both new 
wardrobes. Don't worry about that crap. Letting you 
wear that stuff bordered on child abuse. You're a girl. 
Girls like to shop for new clothes don't they? You 
should be excited. You can also pack up your shoes and 
any personal items and toiletries. We have decided that 
you and your mother will go ahead and move in with me 
and my sons. There is no sense in putting it off any 
longer."

"After you two are out of here I will have a crew come 
over and haul away your old clothes for Goodwill and 
see if I can get anything for your furniture. Go ahead 
and get ready to leave."

He looked up at my mother and said, "Are you ready 
Karen? You don't have time to be standing around 
gawking. Go get packed. You two come out into the 
living room when you are dressed and packed."

Before he left my room he told me to take my t-shirt 
and shorts off and put on the sundress that he had 
selected for me.

I stared at my mother, dumbfounded at the turn of 
events. I thought that I had a couple more weeks to say 
goodbye to my friends and get used to the idea of going 
to a new school. Mom just shrugged and turned and went 
to her room.

I stared down at my suitcase and wondered when we would 
be going shopping. I didn't even know what I would be 
wearing to bed tonight. Hell, I didn't even know where 
my new house was. 

I was having a terrible time collecting my thoughts. I 
couldn't even think as I looked around at all of the 
familiar things that I had to get rid of. I finally 
came to my senses and packed my school books and my few 
items of jewelry. 

I threw my shoes into a knapsack and packed my 
toiletries. I packed my personal pictures and my iPod 
and my camera. Then I went around and made sure that I 
wasn't leaving anything I should be taking. 

Finally I removed my shirt and shorts and put the 
sundress on. It buttoned up the front and was 
reasonable attractive. Larry wasn't happy with it. I 
knew that it was too conservative for his tastes. 

Once I was dressed I carried my things out to the 
living room. The idea of strangers going through the 
things I was leaving behind made me very uncomfortable. 
It was an invasion of my privacy. Some strange men 
would be digging through my clothes, through my 
underwear. It was just too embarrassing to think about.

Mom was already in the living room with one small 
suitcase and a toiletry bag. She looked like she had 
been crying, but I couldn't say for sure. I felt like 
crying too. I felt like it must feel to be taken away 
by the cops. I felt like I was being arrested, or 
kidnapped.

Larry grabbed the two largest suitcases and mom and I 
grabbed the rest of the bags and we followed Larry out 
to his car. He tossed all of the bags in the back seat 
and mom and I slid into the front. 

As soon as the car pulled out of the parking lot Larry 
relaxed and began to drive with one hand while his 
other hand moved to my mother's knee. Mom stared 
straight ahead as Larry's hand pulled her legs apart 
slightly and out of the corner of my eye I watched as 
his hand slid confidently up her thigh and came to rest 
very close to her crotch.

I couldn't believe that she would permit this. I 
couldn't believe that she would permit this if I was 
not there, much less with me sitting there beside them 
where I couldn't help but notice. 

He wasn't satisfied with just holding her thigh though. 
I saw his hand move again and I saw my mother jump and 
I knew that his finger was now resting against her 
pussy. I was getting grossed out and I wanted 
desperately to turn away. For some reason though, I was 
unable to stop watching as his hand moved lightly 
between her thighs. 

My shock increased when, as her skirt rode up I 
couldn't help but notice that she was not wearing 
panties.

We rode in silence, except for my mother's loud 
breathing until Larry said, "I suppose this is a lot 
for you to adjust to all at once Sara. But we might as 
well get it over with and get you guys moved in. On 
Monday we can get you transferred to your new school 
and I'm pretty sure you will like living at my house 
much better than in that tiny apartment."

Somehow I didn't think I was going to like living in 
his house as much as he was going to like having me 
there. My mind flashed back to the look on his face as 
he ran his hands through my underwear and I was getting 
more convinced than ever that he had more on his mind 
than rescuing my mother from a life of poverty.

I thought that we were being driven to Larry's house, 
but instead he pulled into a parking lot and announced 
that we would go in and get a few items to tide us over 
until we could go shopping for new wardrobes. He 
explained that we would need to replace our pajamas and 
my mom and I would need new bathing suits so that we 
could take advantage of the pool in his backyard. 

I looked up at the store. We had never been in it. I 
had noticed it before. I had even thought that someday, 
when I was older, I would like to shop here. It was 
called Sweet Nothings. Sort of a Victoria's Secret, but 
much larger and they sold sexy clothes as well as 
lingerie. Their ads in the paper were always pretty 
hot.

As soon as we entered the store I was in awe of the 
clothes that I saw everywhere I looked. They were 
beautiful. They ranged from slutty to sophisticated, 
but they were all beautiful and sexy and revealing. I 
couldn't help thinking though that these were not the 
kinds of clothes that my mother would ever wear. I also 
thought that they were a bit inappropriate for a girl 
my age. I certainly didn't see anything that looked 
appropriate to wear to school.

Larry didn't seem to share my reservations. My mother 
did. It was obvious that she was uncomfortable. But 
still she didn't balk at anything Larry told her to do. 
I know that she had never been very pushy, but I was 
beginning to think that she had been given a complete 
spinectomy. 

There were only a few other customers in the store but 
they didn't pay us any attention. Mom and I followed 
Larry around and he went first to a bathing suit 
display in the back corner of the store. 

He picked out a handful of suits and handed them to my 
mother. I saw only enough to know that they were not 
much different than going naked. I knew I couldn't wear 
one of them. I waited for him to select something more 
appropriate for me, but he seemed satisfied with his 
selections and he made his way to the sleepwear 
section.

The first thing that I noticed was that there were no 
pajamas. There was just rack after rack of sexy 
sleepwear. The kind of thing a woman might wear for her 
boyfriend or husband. None of the items that Larry 
selected were appropriate for a sixteen year old girl 
in a house with a man and three teenage boys. 

He selected several sets of baby dolls for my mother 
and me and I was embarrassed just to be holding them. 
He also selected a lacy, sophisticated, seductive 
looking peignoir for each of us. Everything was tiny 
and all but transparent. I kept waiting for my mother 
to say something. I was unable to believe that she 
would not balk at the clothing he was selecting. If I 
had tried to get her to buy me any one of these 
articles of clothing two weeks ago she would not have 
said no, she would have said hell no!

I kept looking at my mother, waiting for her to speak 
up. She wouldn't meet my eyes though. What was she 
thinking?! Did she think it would be alright for me to 
wear these things in front of Larry and his three 
sons?! Not that I could of course. I am not a stripper 
and I do not intend to parade around half naked for 
their entertainment. He had given us robes to wear over 
the baby dolls. They were just as transparent as the 
baby dolls.

I finally had to say something. "Um, Mr. Flack, dad, I 
don't think I can wear these. I don't dress like this. 
You can see right through this stuff. You know I'm only 
sixteen, right?"

He just grinned and said, "Sara, you dress much too 
conservatively. I'm sure you will look beautiful in 
those things."

I looked at my mother again. She just stared at the 
floor. 

Larry said, "We'll just get you each one outfit today 
so that you'll have something to go shopping in 
tomorrow and then we can go home."

We followed Larry to a rack of short dresses that 
looked like they were for little girls. They were 
shorter than any I had ever worn before. I watched him 
select a dress for my mother and then after looking 
through them he handed one to me. 

I stared at it, not sure if he was serious. He was. He 
turned away and I thought that we were finished. If 
only!

We moved to the underwear section and he picked out a 
handful of sexy panties and thongs for both of us. The 
panties he picked were all sluttier than anything I had 
ever owned before. I took comfort in the fact that at 
least they would be hidden under my clothing.

I expected him to select a few bras before we left but 
he stared at my breasts for a moment and said, "You 
don't need a bra Sara. Those pert little tits of yours 
look just fine."

My jaw dropped at that. I looked again at my mother, 
but she still didn't react. I resented his description 
of my breasts. I had been wearing a B cup bra for 
almost a year and I was pretty proud of my breasts. 
Like most girls I suppose, I would prefer that they 
were a little larger, but they were perfectly formed 
and matched up reasonably well with my frame and each 
other.

No matter how proud of them I was, I had no desire to 
walk around with them on display. I had gone out 
without a bra before. But I had always been well 
covered in layered tops, not dressed in sheer and semi-
sheer tops and dresses. 

Once more I thought this humiliating experience was 
finished. We headed to the front of the store and I 
thought that we would be checking out. It seems the 
humiliation that I had been experiencing since Larry 
came to our apartment to get us was only a prelude. It 
turns out I didn't know what humiliation was yet. 

Instead of checking out we headed for the fitting rooms 
against the opposite wall. There were a couple of men 
there, standing around waiting impatiently for their 
wives or girlfriends or whatever to try on clothes. 
They glanced at us as we approached but then looked 
away.

Their attention quickly returned to us when Larry 
guided my mother into one of the four fitting rooms at 
the end that did not have doors. I watched as my mother 
turned bright, bright red but allowed him to guide her 
into the fitting room. I actually started to feel faint 
as I heard Larry order my mother to undress and try on 
the dress that he had selected for her.

She never even protested! She unbuttoned her blouse 
slowly and as she undressed the two men standing nearby 
moved closer and watched. I too watched as my shy, 
conservative mother removed her blouse and hung it on a 
hook. She was not wearing a bra! 

I had never seen my mother's breasts before. Or at 
least I had not seen them since I was an infant. Her 
breasts were very nice for a woman in her mid thirties 
who had given birth. They appeared to be a C or D cup 
and though they sagged slightly they appeared to be 
firm and perfectly formed. Her nipples were much larger 
than my own and at the moment they were quite erect. 
She couldn't have been turned on though. The look on 
her face was of total humiliation.

She had been struggling to unfasten her skirt and I 
could see that her fingers were shaking as finally she 
managed to get the button undone. I remembered as she 
struggled with her zipper that she was not wearing 
panties. I watched in disbelief as she stepped out of 
her skirt and stood naked in the fitting room for all 
to see.

I didn't have the nerve to look at the two men standing 
behind us watching my mother undress. I didn't want to 
watch my mother being humiliated this way. But for some 
reason I couldn't tear my eyes away! 

I can't remember ever thinking of my mother as a sexual 
person before or noticing her body. I couldn't avoid 
seeing it under these circumstances though. I was 
amazed at how nice her body was. She had great legs 
too! To me she had always just been mom. It was kind of 
shaking up my already disturbed reality to see how sexy 
she looked. It was like I was seeing her as the other 
men in the store were seeing her. She looked hot! But a 
girl doesn't want to see her mother in that light.

Mom made no effort to hide her nudity as she removed 
the dress that Larry had selected from the hangar and 
slipped it on. She buttoned it up quickly and then 
stood waiting for Larry to approve. 

I noticed that the light material of the dress was 
semi-transparent. I could make out my mother's nipples! 
I couldn't actually make out her neatly trimmed patch 
of pubic hair, but I could see the outline of her legs 
clearly. 

Larry instructed her to turn around slowly and as she 
turned, even in this dim light I was pretty sure that I 
could make out the crack of her butt through the 
material. I was astounded that she would allow herself 
to be humiliated like this. 

I wondered if he would make her try on everything he 
had selected, but apparently he was finished 
humiliating my mother for the time being. The show 
wasn't over though. I saw him turn to me and I was all 
set to tell him to go to hell. 

He didn't say a word to me though. He looked at me and 
handed the dress that he had selected for me to my 
mother.

She stepped out of the fitting room, still wearing the 
dress she had been given and gently but firmly pulled 
me into the fitting room. At first I was too shocked to 
protest. But I quickly began to balk as my mother 
guided me into the small fitting room. 

I began to pull back and whispered violently that I 
would not undress in front of all of these people and I 
did not want to wear that dress. 

I saw her glance nervously at Larry and then she pulled 
me roughly into the fitting room. As soon as I was 
inside she got right up in my face and spoke into my 
ear. She whispered, "I'm sorry Sara. You have to do 
this. I'll explain later, but you have to. Please, if 
you don't….." Then she sighed and slumped in front of 
me. 

I whispered loudly and emphatically, "Mom! What the 
hell is wrong with you?! I can't undress in public. I 
just can't do it! I won't do it!"

I saw tears in her eyes as she looked into my eyes 
again and she just said, "I'm sorry Sara. We don't have 
a choice. We have to do what he wants or I'll go to 
prison."

It took a second for her words to penetrate my feelings 
of terror. When they finally did I was almost relieved 
that there was a reason that she was going along with 
this, all of this. But I still couldn't do it. I said, 
"I can't mom! I'm a virgin. I can't undress with those 
men watching!"

She just sighed and asked, "What if I help? Will you 
let me help you? Please Sara. We don't have a choice."

I didn't answer. I couldn't. She didn't wait for me 
though. She started unbuttoning my dress. I stared at 
her in shock, but she wouldn't meet my gaze. As her 
shaking hands slowly worked the buttons on my dress 
open I whispered, "Mom! Why are you doing this?! How 
can you do this to me?!"

She whispered back, "I have to. I don't have any 
choice. I told you. If I don't do everything that he 
wants I will go to prison."

I didn't know what else to say. Out of the corner of my 
eye I could see the leers of the two strange men 
staring as my dress was being removed. I also saw the 
look of interest on Larry's face. He wasn't leering, 
but he was enjoying my discomfort as much as he was 
about to enjoy seeing me in my underwear.

I almost started to resist as my mother pulled the 
sides of my dress apart and slid it down my shoulders 
and pulled it free and hung it up. I was stopped by the 
unbelievable statement that she had made about prison. 
I didn't understand, but she must be incredibly 
desperate if she could do the things she was doing. So 
I stood and closed my eyes as she took my dress away 
and I heard her removing the dress that Larry had 
selected for me from the hangar. 

I was waiting impatiently for my mother to slip the new 
dress up over my arms. I swear that even with my eyes 
closed tightly I could feel the eyes of the men outside 
the fitting booth staring at my bra and my panties as 
my mother moved around behind me in the cramped little 
fitting room. I was unprepared, however, when I felt 
her fumbling with the clasp of my bra and quickly 
pulling it off, baring my breasts to the three men. 

I gasped in horror at being exposed like this, but I 
didn't speak. I couldn't. I didn't move either. It was 
like I was paralyzed. I had never been so embarrassed 
in my life. Three strange men were now staring at me as 
I stood before them in only a pair of bikini panties. I 
am pretty sure that I was safe describing Larry as a 
strange man. 

I was terrified that my mother would remove my panties 
before helping me on with the new dress. Apparently 
Larry didn't require that final indignity. I felt her 
slide the dress up over my arms and onto my shoulders. 
I didn't wait for her to fasten it. I opened my eyes 
and was shocked to see a fourth man and the wives of 
two of the men standing there watching with amused 
looks on their faces. Four men and two women had just 
seen me all but naked!

I began to frantically fasten the few buttons on the 
tiny dress. It only came down to a few inches below my 
crotch. I tried to ignore the fact that my nipples were 
just as much on display as my mother's were. After 
being nearly naked in public even this small amount of 
cover was welcome.

Once I was dressed, more or less, Larry nodded and I 
was saved the humiliation of having to change back into 
my other dress. I crossed my arms over my breasts and 
we went to the cash register. Larry handed the dress I 
had worn in and the skirt and blouse that my mother had 
been wearing to the attractive redhead behind the 
counter and asked her to throw them away. While my 
clothing was being thrown away Larry turned back to me 
and frowned and said, "Put your arms down. That sort of 
defeats the purpose."

He turned back to the woman behind the counter and 
asked to borrow a pair of scissors. He handed them to 
my mother and she removed the tags from the new dresses 
we were wearing while Larry paid for our new clothes. 
There may not have been much material but the things he 
selected were pretty expensive. Larry chatted amiably 
with the woman behind the counter and just before we 
left he asked about their hours on Sunday. He said that 
his "two new slaves" needed complete new wardrobes!

I did a double take and turned to look at my mother. I 
knew from the way that he said it that he wasn't 
kidding! The truth of his outrageous statement was when 
yet again my mother stood there in silence. I thought 
surely that the woman at the register would have a 
problem with what Larry had just said. Boy was I wrong! 
She smiled and looked at my mother and me and said, 
"You have excellent taste in slaves Sir. I am a slave 
as well." Then she pointed out the attractive young 
woman who worked for her and said, "My Master owns her 
as well."

Larry smiled and said, "Yes, I know. I have had some 
business dealings with Paul. He told me all about you 
and Kara and he recommended your store to me."

I was in total shock now. I mean it. I couldn't even 
walk as Larry said goodbye and turned and walked away. 
My mother had to pull me along after him. I wasn't 
fighting her. It was just that my mind couldn't grasp 
this. I was totally blank. I allowed myself to be 
pulled back out to the car and we threw our new clothes 
into the back seat and got back in the car. 

As soon as the car was moving again Larry's hand 
returned to my mother's thigh. I heard her gasp as his 
hand moved against her pussy and Larry said, "Karen, 
when I left your house last night I thought that you 
were going to explain our arrangement to your 
daughter."

Mom replied in a whisper, "I told her most of it sir. I 
just couldn't tell her…..I couldn't tell her 
everything. I couldn't tell her that I was a thief. I 
couldn't tell her that I had agreed to be your slave. 
Oh god sir! How could I tell her those things?! She 
knows now, and I still can't tell her!"

Larry chuckled. It sounded kind of evil to me, though 
that may have just been because of what had just 
happened to me and the fact that he was sitting there 
with his hand on my mother's pussy.

I waited for someone to explain and finally Larry said, 
"Sara, your mother is a fucking thief."

My mom groaned in humiliation. She seemed more upset by 
what he was saying than she was about having his hand 
up her skirt and playing openly with her pussy in front 
of her daughter!

Larry continued, "She attempted to steal several 
thousand dollars from her employer. I was able to 
intercede on her behalf before he had her arrested. I 
offered her a way to get out of debt and avoid prison. 
She isn't happy about it, as you might expect, but she 
has no choice and she knows it. If she is arrested she 
will lose the only two things that she has left, you 
and her freedom. Since you have no living relatives you 
would become a ward of the state and start moving 
around from foster home to foster home while she became 
a federal prisoner for several years, after which she 
would have no home and no money and no chance of 
getting a job at all. Not even a fast food restaurant 
will hire a thief."

I was staring at my mother in shock. Shock seemed to be 
my only expression any more. She wouldn't look up. She 
just whispered, "I'm sorry baby, we were broke. I was 
desperate."

I felt sorry for her, but at the moment I was more 
concerned for me. "But mom," I exclaimed, "you sold me 
into slavery?!"

My mother just bowed her head a little more.

Larry said, "I repaid her employer and she works for me 
now. I have had the hots for your mother for a while 
and she has always politely but firmly rejected me. 
There will be no more rejection, will there Karen?"

My mother said, "No sir."

Larry was getting irritated at her whispering though. 
"Speak up god damn it! All of your damned whispering is 
getting on my nerves."

My mother cleared her throat and said, "I'm sorry sir," 
in a much louder but still quiet voice.

Larry chuckled again and said, "Yes, you are sorry. 
Sorry you got caught. You are an expensive piece of 
ass. All of your bills and what I had to pay your old 
company to keep your ass out of jail makes you the most 
expensive pussy I have ever bought. But then, I never 
bought one to keep before. I never got a two for one 
deal on it before either. So I'm not complaining."

I guess the unasked question had been answered. It 
seemed obvious now that I was not just a decoration 
here. I was not just coming along for the ride. Larry 
had every intention of having sex with me, and my 
mother was going to let him!

I had not been paying much attention to where we were 
going. There were too many distractions. The events 
that had taken place this morning, this strange 
conversation, the sight of a man's hand on my mother's 
pussy. I noticed that most of her lower abdomen was now 
exposed and his hand was resting over her pubic area 
cupping her pussy. I could make out the movement of his 
middle finger and I guess that what he was doing was 
getting to her because her breathing was getting louder 
and she seemed very tense.

No teenage girl should have to witness what I had 
witnessed this morning, or worse yet, be forced to 
allow her mother to undress her for an audience of 
strange men.

So by the time Larry pulled into the driveway I had no 
idea where I was. I was totally disoriented. We were 
parked in front of a large brick home in a subdivision 
of large brick homes. They all seemed very large and 
very expensive. When I say large, his house was larger 
than the apartment building we were moving out of! 

Larry turned the engine off and said, "Here we are." 
Then he opened his door and got out.

I sat for a moment and looked around at what was to 
become my new home. Or perhaps I should say my slave 
quarters. I would have preferred to be returned to my 
tiny, rundown apartment and my old life. I knew that 
wasn't going to happen though. I glanced at my mother 
who had yet to pull her dress back down over her 
exposed vagina. I really wished that she would cover 
herself. I didn't want to see that. 

She saw the look on my face and realized that she was 
sitting there exposed. She quickly pulled her skirt 
back down. I got out and she slid over and stepped out 
behind me.

Larry called out, "Chase! Brad! Get over here!"

I looked up and noticed two teenage boys coming out of 
the garage. Their eyes went to my mother and then to me 
and they stared at us rudely as they hurried out to see 
what their father wanted. I don't think that they even 
saw our faces! They openly ogled our figures through 
the tiny dresses we wore.

He introduced us to his two older sons, Chase was the 
sixteen year old and Brad the fourteen year old. They 
said hello, but they stared at our breasts the entire 
time. I had forgotten that my breasts were so openly 
displayed by this nearly sheer dress. Not much of my 
legs was covered either. 

Larry ordered the boys to get our things out of the 
back seat and take them upstairs. He told them to take 
everything to his room and he would sort them out 
upstairs. The boys grabbed our bags and took off and 
Larry led us inside and gave us a tour of the house. It 
was a freaking mansion! The backyard was huge and so 
was the pool that took up a large part of it. It was 
big enough to be a public swimming pool! It was pretty 
though, not just a square pool. It was curved and had a 
little lagoon and an island in the middle. It looked 
like something you might see in an ad for a fancy 
tropical resort. 

After touring the downstairs and the backyard Larry led 
us up the winding staircase to the second floor. I was 
led to my room and I may have been sold into slavery, 
but damn! My bedroom was bigger than the living room in 
our old house had been! I even had my own bathroom! The 
furniture was right out of a magazine and the carpet 
felt like it was ankle deep. 

We went down the hall to Larry's bedroom, the master 
bedroom. It was a suite. Mom's closet was almost as 
large as my bedroom down the hall. The bedroom was huge 
and had a sitting room and a set of French doors that 
opened out onto a nice sized deck overlooking the pool. 
Their bathroom was almost large enough to turn a car 
around in. It had a huge walk-in shower and a fancy 
Jacuzzi tub and a separate room for the toilet and 
bidet. There was marble and ceramic tile everywhere you 
looked. 

We went back out into the bedroom and separated our 
suitcases. I took my bags to my room and while I was 
unpacking the few things that I had been allowed to 
bring with me from our apartment Larry came in with the 
clothes that he had bought for me today. 

He handed me the bags and said, "Put one of the bathing 
suits on and come down to the pool. There will be a lot 
of rules for you to obey while you are here. I won't 
give them to you all at once. You would forget and then 
I would have to punish you. The first ones are obvious. 
You do what you are told when you are told to do it. No 
begging, no pleading, no nothing. You just do it. If 
you ever say no to me it better be the right answer. If 
you refuse to do something then you will be severely 
punished. I don't even tolerate that from my sons, and 
they aren't slaves."

"Now, the next two rules are that you never, ever, 
close your bedroom door and you never, ever, close your 
bathroom door. That seems pretty cut and dried. Do you 
have any questions?"

'Why me' came to mind, but I knew that would be a waste 
of breath. I just said, "No sir."

He smiled and said, "Good girl. Go ahead and change 
now. Don't dawdle. I'm looking forward to seeing you in 
one of those new suits."

I stared at the doorway after Larry left my room. The 
house seemed quiet now and there was not a lot of 
traffic in the hallway. But I had seen the way that 
Chase and Brad had stared at my mother and me when we 
arrived. I lived in a house with a man and his three 
teenage sons and I was not permitted to close my door! 
I stood like that, almost in a trance as I tried to 
wrap my mind around my new reality. I found myself 
spending a lot of my time in the last hour or so 
feeling like crying, but struggling desperately not to.

I finally forced myself to turn around and empty the 
plastic bag from Sweet Nothings out on my bed. I set my 
new panties aside in a small pile, a very small pile. I 
laid my new super-sexy sleepwear aside. That left the 
two bathing suits. Yes, I was sure that Larry was 
looking forward to seeing me in one of these!

I had seen Larry pick the suits up from the display and 
I knew that they were small and revealing. It turns out 
I had been pretty clueless. They were not just tiny. 
They were totally sheer. The three little patches of 
cloth would just barely cover my nipples and the narrow 
slit of my pussy. And I have very small nipples. 
Everything else was just string.

I held up the degrading little suit and I realized that 
I would have to shave my pubic hair off. I grabbed the 
small bag with my toiletries and went over to the door 
and looked out. I saw no one around in the hallway and 
I grabbed one of the suits and went into my bathroom. I 
got out my razor and a pair of scissors and laid 
everything out on the sink counter. 

I was just starting to unbutton the short row of 
buttons down the front of my dress when I heard a noise 
and looked up. I nearly screamed when I saw Chase 
standing in my bathroom door grinning like an idiot, a 
malevolent idiot.

I stopped what I was doing and waited to see what he 
wanted. He said, "Don't stop what you're doing. You 
need to get out there before dad starts getting 
impatient. Trust me. You really don't want to piss him 
off. He's a big fan of corporal punishment."

I didn't know what to do. Did I really have to undress 
and shave my pubic hair off with this boy watching me?! 
I realized that was the point of not being able to 
close my doors. It was all about exposing me, 
humiliating me and making me feel vulnerable. It was 
working very well.

I didn't want to do it. I knew it would make me seem 
even weaker and more vulnerable, but I couldn't help 
it. I desperately didn't want to do this. I had to 
appeal to him. "Please Chase, this is so embarrassing. 
Couldn't you let me…?" I couldn't finish. My voice 
trailed off and I forced myself to look up. I saw the 
look on his face and I knew I was wasting my breath.

He knew how hard this was for me. I could see it 
written all over his face. He was really enjoying it 
too. I realized that my pleas just increased his 
pleasure. I knew that he was right though. I didn't 
dare "dawdle". Larry was waiting to see me in what 
little there was of my new suit.

I looked down and returned to unbuttoning my dress. It 
didn't take nearly long enough and all too soon I was 
holding the two sides together and trying to find the 
courage to take it off. I could feel his eyes on me. He 
wasn't standing that close to me but it seemed like I 
could almost feel the heat from his body. I knew that 
he could outlast me. I even suspected that he was 
enjoying the suspense and my humiliation as much as he 
was going to enjoy my nudity. I took one more deep 
breath and slowly pulled the sides of my dress apart 
and slid it off of my shoulders in one slow motion. 

I heard his breath catch as I bared my breasts. I tried 
to ignore him. His quiet whistle of appreciation didn't 
help. I dropped my dress on the counter beside me and 
he said, "Nice tits!"

I ignored him and contemplated my next task. I was 
about to have to remove my panties in front of a boy 
for the first time. As if that wasn't humiliating 
enough, I was pretty sure that he would be watching as 
I shaved myself. That seemed like a terribly intimate 
thing to do in front of a boy.

I was still struggling with the concept of removing my 
panties when he said, "I said, nice tits."

I looked up at him. I tried not to see the large bulge 
in his trunks. I wanted to slap him. I wanted to slam 
the door in his face. I wanted to scratch his eyes out. 
He was staring at me with a smug arrogant look on his 
face, very much like his father. I guess we both knew I 
was going to lose the battle. I was at the bottom of 
the food chain in this house.

I finally said, "Thank you," in a voice that was almost 
a whisper. My voice broke and I found myself struggling 
not to cry again. For some reason I didn't want them to 
see me cry. It couldn't have been pride. I didn't have 
much of that left.

I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my panties and 
pushed them down and stepped out of them. I hated it 
that my hands were shaking so obviously. I tried to 
ignore Chase as I spread a towel out on the toilet and 
sat on it. I used the scissors to cut my pubic hair 
down to stubble. I was a blonde and my hair was thin 
and light and had only recently started growing out so 
that I thought I looked like an adult. I kept it 
trimmed neatly, up until now. I had never even thought 
about cutting it all off though. I was not happy about 
what I was having to do in order to wear a bathing suit 
that I didn't want to wear.

While I was working on my pubic hair Chase finally 
stepped into the room with me and bent over for a 
closer look. He still had that arrogant grin on his 
face. He looked at my pussy closely for a moment and 
said, "Nice cunt too. Dad said you were still a virgin. 
Is that right?"

I was just finishing up with the scissors and when he 
spoke I wanted to drive them right into his face. I had 
hated that word from the first time that I had heard 
it. It was so demeaning. But then I realized how stupid 
that was under these circumstances. My mother had sold 
me to these people. She had sold them my cunt. I was 
trying very hard not to hate her for this. I know that 
she was trapped. I couldn't help thinking though that 
other people were poor and they didn't sell their 
daughters. They didn't sell their daughter's cunts. 
Damn her! 

I had to ask Chase to move so that I could get my razor 
and the shaving gel. He backed up a little and 
straightened up while I stood and dampened a cloth with 
warm water. I grabbed my razor and the can of shaving 
gel and sat back down on the towel. I dampened the 
remaining stubble and set the cloth aside. I reached 
for the gel but Chase stopped me. 

"Here, let me help you with that," he said. 

Before I could react he had squirted some of the gel 
onto his fingertips and he began to spread it over my 
pubic mound. I gasped and jumped as if he had touched 
me with a live wire. Because that was how it felt. 

For the first time in my life a boy was touching my 
pussy. It was being done against my will, but that 
didn't matter. The feeling was still electric. I fought 
desperately to remain calm as he moved his fingers over 
me. He wasn't looking at my face though. He was staring 
at my pussy and I realized suddenly that despite his 
smug, arrogant demeanor, he had not had all that much 
experience with the opposite sex either. He may not be 
a virgin, but he obviously had not seen or touched a 
lot of naked girls.

That realization didn't make it any easier for me to be 
naked in front of him. For some reason though, I wasn't 
as afraid of him once I realized he wasn't all that 
experienced.

Chase rubbed the gel over me for much longer than was 
necessary. When he finally moved his hand away I 
managed to take a couple of deep breaths and steady my 
nerves before I began moving the razor over my mound. 
It was hard to concentrate with his face just inches 
from my crotch as I worked. Once I finally got started 
though, it didn't take long and soon my pussy was 
totally bald. 

I used the damp cloth to wipe off the residue of the 
gel and just before I closed my legs and stood up he 
moved his hand over the area again. He smiled up at me 
and said, "Nice job. Smooth and sexy, I like it. Dad is 
going to love it too."

I thought, "Great! They both like little girls!" That 
was what I looked like now. But there was nothing that 
I could say to him. I didn't want to make him mad.

I closed my legs and stood up. Chase stepped back and 
watched as I struggled with that tiny suit to cover 
what little area it would actually cover. Once I had it 
on and the strings adjusted and tied I looked in the 
mirror and realized that all that it actually did was 
emphasize the areas that were supposed to be covered. 
They just added a little color and called attention to 
my nipples and my slit. It was totally obscene!

Chase was enjoying the hell out of it though. He 
watched my every move and when I was done and staring 
at myself in the mirror he stepped up behind me and I 
felt his hand slide down over my ass. He stood staring 
at me in the mirror and said, "God you are hot! I don't 
know how a girl that looks like you stayed a virgin for 
so long."

He turned me around and looked at me closer. He even 
bent down and looked at the tiny strip of sheer cloth 
over my pussy and then he straightened up and said, 
"You act like you hate this."

"Of course I hate this!" I exclaimed. How could he 
think anything else?!

He grinned that increasingly irritating grin of his and 
asked, "If you hate this so much, why is your pussy 
wet?"

I didn't even have the nerve to look. If he was telling 
the truth I didn't want to know it. I put my shaving 
gear away and folded up the towel until I could dispose 
of my pubic hair. I went out into my bedroom and put my 
sandals on. As I moved around I could feel his eyes on 
my butt.

I knew that I was now a sex slave. I don't mean that I 
had accepted it, or that I was resigned to my fate. At 
least I wasn't yet. I was obeying orders though. I was 
doing things and allowing things to be done to me that 
I could not have conceived of twenty-four hours ago.

I was pretty sure that Chase and his brothers were 
going to be in on the fun and games. I wondered how 
long it would be before Chase could come into my room 
and demand that I have sex with him. I knew he wanted 
it. I could not help noticing that large bulge that he 
didn't try to hide. I had to assume that his father was 
saving me for himself. At least until he had taken my 
virginity. I shivered in fear as that thought occurred 
to me and then I headed down to the pool. 

I walked down the carpeted hallway to the stairs on 
shaky legs. I felt so naked and so vulnerable. I had 
just spent close to half an hour exposed and humiliated 
by a boy. Not just a boy, a boy my age that I now lived 
with and who had the power to order me around. It just 
seemed like I had been short of breath since this 
morning. Everything was happening so fast! And 
everything that was happening was awful.

I walked down the stairs with Chase following closely. 
When we got to the bottom of the stairs he came closer 
and put his hand on my ass as I walked towards the door 
to the backyard. I tried to ignore him. What else could 
I do? 

I had assumed that when I got outside things would 
quickly go from bad to worse. Even so, I wasn't 
prepared for what I saw when I opened the door and 
stepped out onto the patio. I came to a sudden stop and 
stood staring at my mother not fifteen feet from me. 
She was wearing a suit that was identical to the one I 
was wearing except that mine was bright red. Hers was 
hot pink. I don't know what they had been doing to her 
before I came out. Her bra, if you can call those two 
little patches of sheer material a bra, was up around 
her neck and her little thong was hanging by one string 
around her right thigh. 

She was down on her knees between the legs of Larry's 
youngest son and she had his cock in her mouth. Just as 
Chase and I stepped outside the fourteen year old, 
Brad, was sidling up behind my mother and was about to 
put his cock into her from behind. I watched in shame 
and disbelief as she ignored Brad and continued to suck 
on the youngest boy's cock.

I doubt if any normal teenager, boy or girl, thinks of 
their mother as a sexual being. Seeing my mother like 
this was unimaginable to me. I knew this was rape. I 
knew that she was being forced to do these things. I 
just didn't know if that made it better or worse.

Larry called me over to where he was sitting so that he 
could inspect my new suit. I was grateful to be 
distracted from the sexual tableau being played out in 
front of me and I gave them a wide birth as I walked 
around them and made my way reluctantly over to where 
Larry sat leering at me.

I stopped in front of him and he looked me over for a 
moment. When he had explored my all but naked body with 
his eyes for long enough he said, "Beautiful! Come over 
here and sit down."

He pulled me into his lap and one of his large but 
surprisingly soft hands engulfed my breast as he held 
me on his lumpy lap. He explained, "That boy that your 
mom is sucking off is my youngest, Kevin. He is 
thirteen, but as you can see from time to time, he is 
pretty well developed for his age. This is his first 
blowjob though, so it probably won't last long."

I had managed to look away from my mother's rape at the 
hands of Larry's two youngest boys. Larry insisted that 
I keep watching though. It was the first time that I 
had seen a naked penis or an actual sex act and I was 
having trouble figuring out my reaction. I seemed to be 
fascinated, but repulsed, all at the same time! 

Larry's hand on my breast wasn't helping. He pulled the 
tiny bra up so that it hung down from my neck just like 
my mother's was. He teased my breasts for a long time 
before he began to lightly toy with my nipples. I 
wanted desperately to hate what he was doing. I 
certainly found it degrading that I was forced to allow 
this old man to use me this way. I was feeling more 
than embarrassment though. I was so excited at being 
touched by a man's hand that I was having difficulty 
catching my breath. 

I was surrounded by horny males and the sight of my 
mother sucking a cock and getting fucked and I felt a 
man's hands on my breasts for the first time and it was 
all so overwhelming. 

It turns out that things were just getting started. I 
hadn't seen anything yet. Kevin had apparently just cum 
in my mother's mouth and he pushed her head away and 
said, "Son of a bitch dad! That was fantastic!"

Larry laughed softly and said, "There are going to be 
plenty more where that came from Kevin. Now get up and 
let Chase sit down."

I saw my mother glance over at us and I saw that she 
was crying softly. She held on to the arm of Kevin's 
chair for balance because Brad was still pumping into 
her from behind. I watched her breasts swaying in time 
to his strokes for a second, but then I was distracted 
by Chase when he moved closer and slid his trunks down. 
I gasped as his hard cock came into view. I had seen it 
pressing against his trunks when he was tormenting me 
upstairs and I knew that it was pretty large. I was 
still unprepared for what I saw. 

Judging from the gasp that my mother let out, she was 
surprised too. Chase's cock was only the second one I 
had seen. And since Kevin was only thirteen I guess 
that it isn't a fair comparison. But it seemed awfully 
large from where I was sitting.

I watched as Chase sat down and my mother leaned back 
down and began licking his cock and his balls for a 
moment before she started sucking him with what seemed 
like a lot of enthusiasm to me.

While I was watching my mother service Chase and Brad, 
Larry had continued to move his hands over my body. He 
reached over and untied the string on my hip and the 
tiny little patch that was supposed to be covering my 
slit fell loosely against my thigh. I jumped as his 
finger slid up and down my slit and I was embarrassed 
at how wet I was. 

He slid his finger inside me, moving slowly and gently 
deeper into my virgin pussy. I hated him and I hated 
that I had to submit to this treatment, but there was 
no denying how exciting it felt to have a man's finger 
inside of me. I was startled to realize that my eyes 
were closed and my head was lolling back against his 
shoulder as his finger slowly penetrated me. 

I wondered if he was going to tear my hymen with his 
finger and I realized that at that moment I wasn't as 
worried about it as I should have been. He didn't 
though. I felt his finger come into contact with it and 
stop. 

He said, "I'll be damned," under his breath and pulled 
his finger back a fraction of an inch. He left his 
finger inside of me and began to tickle my clit with 
his thumb and I couldn't fight it any longer. I was 
getting closer and closer to orgasm. He must have been 
watching me because just as I was about to cum he 
stopped.

I cried out as the feeling started to fade and after a 
pause he started again. He brought me right to the 
brink of orgasm twice more and each time he stopped 
before I could cum. I was about to start screaming at 
him to let me cum but before I could he started talking 
softly in my ear. 

He ordered me to open my eyes and he said, "Look over 
there at your mother. Do you know why she is doing 
that?"

I was still panting but I managed to choke out, 
"Because she doesn't have a choice."

Larry said, "Well, she has a choice. She has no good 
choices. She has decided that this is the path of least 
resistance. But your mother and I have made a deal. The 
reason she is sucking Chase's cock so enthusiastically 
right now is that she has agreed to do anything and 
everything my son's and I tell her to do until you 
graduate from college. In return, I have promised to 
put you through the college of your choice and allow 
you to keep your virginity."

"That doesn't mean you get a free ride," he continued. 
"Your mother is going to help you learn how to suck 
cocks. You will suck any cock on demand as long as you 
live here. You will allow anything that me, or my sons, 
or anyone else that we give permission to, wants to do 
to you. You will permit anyone to look at you, to 
undress you, to touch you, or to make you perform any 
act short of giving up your virginity."

"If either you or your mother refuses to obey any order 
between now and the time you graduate from college then 
all bets are off and there will be no more limits. That 
bargain is subject to your approval. If you don't wish 
to be a party to it then our agreement is cancelled. 
It's up to you now. Do you agree to the terms of that 
agreement?"

As he had explained the terms of the deal he had 
reached with my mother, his finger had continued to 
delve into my pussy and his thumb was again tickling my 
clit. At that moment I wanted nothing more than to have 
an orgasm and if I had to get fucked and lose my 
virginity to get it then I was just about willing. Just 
about, but not quite. 

I didn't even really have to think about it. I was at 
his mercy anyway. I hardly hesitated at all before 
saying, "Yes! I agree! Please, please I need to cum!"

I hadn't really thought about what I was agreeing to. 
My brain was pretty fogged up right then. But again, it 
didn't really matter. He could just as easily rape me 
for the next two years and then toss me out in the 
street.

That was the last thing on my mind at that moment 
though. He finally allowed that giant orgasm that had 
been building up to happen. It was the most exciting 
thing that had every happened to me. I had masturbated 
before, and I liked it. But it had never been like 
this! I cried out loudly as my body went rigid and wave 
after wave of pleasure washed over me. It went on and 
on and finally I went limp in his lap and shivered and 
sobbed quietly.

He let me get my breath and then he said, "See, it 
won't be all bad. Now stand up and take that suit off. 
From now on we'll save it for when we have company 
over."

I struggled to my feet and after a moment I untied the 
strings that held the suit together. It didn't cover 
anything anyway. Not even when it was in place. I 
wadded it up and tossed it on a nearby table and Larry 
said, "You are a lovely young thing. This is going to 
be a difficult bargain to keep. I would dearly love to 
fuck you. Now, go over to that cooler over there and 
bring me back a beer."

I spotted the cooler he was talking about and walked 
unsteadily over to it and pulled out a beer. I had been 
so dazed that I didn't even notice until I was on my 
way back that my mother was sucking Kevin off again. I 
handed Larry his beer and he said, "Go over there and 
kneel down on the other side of your mother and watch 
closely what she does. It won't be long before you will 
be doing it. Your mother obviously isn't an expert 
either, but it's a place to start."

I was just starting to get the full use of my senses 
back. I walked over to where my mother was sucking off 
a thirteen year old boy who was about to become my 
stepbrother and Brad came up behind me and dropped a 
cushion beside the chair for me to kneel on. I nodded 
my thanks, but he was staring at my naked body so hard 
that he barely noticed.

This was the second time around for Kevin and I would 
have expected it to take longer. I guess if you are 
thirteen and getting your second blowjob it still 
doesn't take very long, even if your new stepmother-to-
be isn't an expert cocksucker.

I had just dropped to my knees when Kevin stiffened up 
and swore softly. I had time to see my mother take his 
cock into her mouth a few more times before Kevin 
lifted his hips and I saw my mother struggling to 
swallow as he came in her mouth.

She held his cock in her mouth a little longer, until 
he gently pushed her head away again. I saw his cock 
close-up for the first time. It had started to go soft, 
but it was still nearly erect. It wasn't all that big I 
guess. It looked like it may have been just barely five 
inches long, maybe a little less. It wasn't very big 
around either. It was much smaller than Chase's cock. 
Still, I had no desire to put this cock or any other in 
my mouth. Not ever. I knew girls did that sort of 
thing. Most girls did it I suppose. It seemed to me to 
be a particularly nasty thing to do. I mean, Christ! 
They pee out of that thing!

Mom couldn't look at me. The tears had stopped flowing 
but it was obvious that she had been crying, a lot. It 
was also obvious that they didn't care. Or if they did 
care they were getting a kick out of it. All four of 
them seemed to be in a very good mood, excited at their 
sudden good fortune, especially the boys who had just 
gone from a life of desperate horniness to having an 
abundance of free pussy in their own home on a 
permanent basis.

Now that I was close to her I could smell the cum. I 
know that at least two of the boys had taken her from 
behind. I assumed that was what I smelled. It was a 
strong, bleachy scent. I guess it was a little 
unpleasant, but I couldn't help thinking that it would 
be better to have that stuff running down your thigh 
than have to swallow it.

Then I remembered what Larry had said. I would be 
required to give them all blowjobs any time that they 
wanted them. Didn't he also say that there would be 
others? I think he did. Maybe being a virgin wasn't all 
that important. I realized though that even if we 
didn't have that arrangement to preserve my virginity I 
would still be forced to suck them off whenever they 
wanted. I guess I should be grateful for what I could 
get from them.

Brad was seated in front of mom now and I looked at his 
cock. It was soft now, but slimy. I remembered watching 
him take my mother from behind just a few minutes ago 
and it was apparent that he had not cleaned himself 
off. His cock was really disgusting. It was also larger 
soft than Kevin's was when it was hard.

I watched my mother lean forward to take Brad's cock 
into her mouth. She looked like she was going to be 
sick, and I felt the same way. Brad stopped her before 
she got her mouth on his cock though. He reached out 
and put his hand on her forehead and said, "Hold on 
mom." The way that he said mom made it sound like a 
dirty word. 

She looked up at him and he said, "I want my new sister 
to get that ready for you?"

I knew that I was going to be sick now! He grinned at 
me and said, "Don't worry Sara. You don't have to suck 
it this time. I want you to take it in your hand and 
make it nice and hard for our mother. She has already 
sucked me off once and I just fucked her a few minutes 
ago. So it may take a little effort. But you are one 
hot little bitch and I'm pretty sure that you can do 
it. Move over here a little closer so I can play with 
your tits while you play with my cock."

He turned back to mom and in a sickly sweet and very 
sincere tone of voice he asked, "You don't mind if my 
new sister gets me hard so you can blow me again do you 
mom? You must be getting pretty tired by now."

I reached out my hand and gingerly wrapped my fingers 
around his soft cock. It was the first cock that I had 
every touched. It was wet and sticky and the idea that 
the moisture I felt was a combination of the moisture 
from my mother's vagina and a boys cum was nearly 
making me ill. I noticed that mom had tears running 
down her cheeks again. I really, really didn't want to 
touch Brad like this. But I couldn't help noticing how 
hot and how soft his cock felt. I moved my hand 
slightly and his cock twitched. 

Brad said, "Karen, I mean mom, show Sara how to make my 
cock feel good. She has probably never seen one before 
and could use a little motherly advice." I couldn't 
help thinking, "What a fucking creep!"

My mother reached out and wrapped her hand around mine 
and began moving it slowly up and down while Brad began 
teasing my nipples. His cock started growing in my hand 
and it felt really weird, but not as weird has having 
your mother guide your hand up and down on some guys 
cock!

He must have really liked the idea of a mother and 
daughter working on his cock because it quickly got 
hard again. His cock was nearly as large as his older 
brother's and after a few minutes, when he told my 
mother to go ahead and start sucking him off again, she 
was having a difficult time of it. If she had sucked 
him off earlier then this must be her fifth blowjob in 
the short time that we had been here. I imagine that 
her jaw must have been getting pretty tired.

I continued to watch. I knew that was what Larry wanted 
to see. He liked the idea of me down here beside them, 
watching my mom sucking his sons off. I was interrupted 
by Chase though. I felt a tap on my head and I looked 
up to see him standing slightly behind me. 

He said, "I'm going to fuck your mother now sis. I want 
you to suck my cock for a minute to get me ready to put 
it in her cunt."

I knew that he was being gross on purpose. I wasn't as 
put out by his words as I was by the idea that I was 
about to take a boy's cock into my mouth for the first 
time, with an audience!

I turned my body towards Chase and looked at his cock. 
It was reasonably clean. I had watched my mother suck 
it just a few minutes ago. There was something on the 
head of it. A few flakes of what I assumed was dried 
cum. His cock was still soft and hanging down limply, 
but it seemed nearly as large when it was soft as it 
had been when I saw it hard earlier.

I swallowed nervously and licked my lips. I started to 
lean closer reluctantly when I saw his cock twitch. I 
paused, but then I leaned down and opened my mouth, 
prepared to take the end of his nasty cock into my 
mouth.

Before my lips closed around him though, he stopped me. 
"Kiss it first, sis. Kiss my cock and my balls, and 
then lick me. Then you can suck it for a couple of 
minutes. Have you ever sucked a cock before sis?"

I wish that he would stop calling me sis. He used that 
same derogatory tone of voice that they used when they 
called my mother 'mom'. They were just trying to 
degrade us. I shook my head violently in answer to his 
question. I said, "No, I've never done anything 
before," and then I leaned forward and kissed his cock. 

It felt very hot on my lips. It was soft and warm and 
it twitched again when I touched my lips to it. I tried 
not to think about what I was doing. I moved my lips 
all around, kissing his cock and his balls and when I 
had covered them with kisses I began to lick.

It wasn't so bad I guess. There was no unpleasant taste 
and except for the traces of dried cum on the tip of 
his cock he seemed to be clean. His cock began to grow, 
slowly at first, but then rather quickly and soon it 
was hard. It seemed even larger, right in my face like 
this. I was not looking forward to putting it in my 
mouth. 

He was though, and he quickly had enough of my licking. 
He let me work at him for another minute and then he 
said, "Okay sis, suck it now."

I moaned in fear as I realized that the moment I had 
been dreading was finally here. I licked my lips again 
and took the head of his cock into my mouth. I knew 
that I was doing a terrible job of it, but it was my 
first time and I was terrified.

Chase just watched me. He didn't say anything or 
correct the things that I was doing wrong. He didn't 
hold my head the way he had when my mother sucked him 
off a little while ago. He just watched me struggle to 
please him.

I began taking more and more of his cock into my mouth. 
I had never done it before, but I was vaguely aware of 
the concept. I was only able to take about half of his 
cock into my mouth before I started gagging 
uncontrollably. 

He turned to Larry and said, "Shit dad, I know it's her 
first time, but damn! She doesn't suck cock worth a 
shit. I hope she's a fast learner. Maybe I should bring 
the football team over after school and give her a 
couple hours of practice."

Larry chuckled and said, "Not right away Chase. Let's 
see if we can teach her something first. You don't want 
to be embarrassed in front of your friends do you?"

Chase pulled his cock out of my mouth and said, "Turn 
back around and pay attention to what your mother is 
doing. Get a fucking clue, bitch!"

I was fighting not to cry now. My eyes were blurring 
from the tears forming, but I didn't want them to see 
me cry. I don't even know why. I just didn't want to be 
weak in front of them.

Chase moved behind my mother and she adjusted her 
position so that he could get between her legs. I 
watched him as he dropped to his knees and then he 
looked over at me and said, "Come over here sis. I want 
you to line my cock up with mom's cunt so I can fuck 
her."

I groaned in humiliation, or was it desperation, and 
moved into position to obey him. I looked at my 
mother's pussy. I could see the liquid that had oozed 
out of her and run down her thighs. The smell was 
stronger back here and it was very unpleasant. 

I felt a few tears run down my cheeks despite my 
resolve to not let them see me cry. I ignored the tears 
and wrapped my fingers around Chase's hard cock and 
carefully pulled it down into position at my mother's 
opening. 

As soon as I had it positioned he pushed his hips 
forward and I watched the head of his cock disappear 
into my mother's pussy. I watched as inch after inch of 
his long, fat cock disappeared inside of her and then I 
moved back to watch as my mother finished sucking 
Brad's cock.

Chase grabbed her hips and started fucking her 
violently and with each thrust she was grunting loudly 
and her mouth was being forced farther and farther down 
on Brad's cock. I could see that she was fighting to 
limit how much of it entered her mouth but even though 
they were just teenage boys they were both larger and 
stronger than her and she was being tossed around like 
a ragdoll between them. 

I watched in amazement as on one particularly violent 
stroke Brad's cock slipped past the entrance to my 
mother's throat and suddenly her lips were wrapped 
around the base of his cock. 

She struggled to pull back but Brad held her tight and 
moaned in pleasure. I saw him tense up and he swore 
loudly and I knew that he was cumming straight down my 
mother's throat. 

I watched as her struggles diminished. At first I was 
afraid that they were killing her but I realized that 
she wasn't fighting for air, she could breathe. She was 
just trying to free herself. 

I heard Larry laugh and say, "That's more like it cunt! 
That's what I want to see from now on. Are you watching 
this Sara? That's the way to suck a cock!"

He is going to make me do that! Oh god. I'm pretty sure 
I won't ever be able to do that!

Brad finally let go of her head and my mom pulled away 
from him. She was gasping and gagging and she really 
looked like she was about to be sick. It didn't bother 
Chase though. He just kept pounding into her from 
behind. 

In another moment or two he said, "Since you don't have 
anything to watch anymore sis, get your pretty ass over 
here and tickle my balls while I fuck mom. I'll cum 
faster. She is probably getting pretty tired by now. 
She's been out here fucking and sucking cocks for over 
an hour now."

I edged closer to Chase and then I leaned over to look 
at his balls as they swung back and forth in time to 
his violent strokes. He took his hand away from my 
mother's hip and reached down between my legs and 
tickled the space between them and said, "Right there, 
rub me lightly right there while I fuck her."

I jumped when his finger touched me, but I could see 
why he wanted me to touch him like that. It felt kind 
of nice. I reached down between his thighs and wrested 
my hand against the crack of his sweaty butt. I 
struggled to keep up with him as he returned to fucking 
my mother. 

I had just gotten used to following Chase's movements 
with my hand when Kevin came over and got down on the 
other side of me and began exploring my body. He played 
with my breasts for a minute and then he turned to 
Larry and said, "I like her tits better dad. They ain't 
as big, but I like them."

Brad grinned and said, "Yeah, she's pretty hot. It's a 
damned shame we can't fuck her. But I guess once she 
learns to suck a cock as good as her mom does she'll be 
worth keeping around. She is fun to look at though."

Just then Chase muttered, "Aw fuck!" and he got all 
twitchy and then he tensed up and pounded viciously 
into my mother a couple more times before he stopped 
and shivered and I knew that he was shooting more cum 
into my mother.

They finally let my mom rest after that. The boys all 
went over and used the outside shower one at a time and 
then Larry told my mom to rinse off. 

My mom got up and for the first time I saw that she too 
had been forced to shave her pubic hair off. It looked 
obscene, just like mine did now. 

After she rinsed off she dried herself and then she 
went inside to use the bathroom. While she was gone I 
ended up back in Larry's lap with his hand on my pussy. 

My mother came back out several minutes later and Larry 
was gracious enough to offer her a cold beer. She 
glanced down at his fingers playing with my pussy and I 
saw the pain in her eyes. She didn't say anything 
though. She looked around and spotted the cooler and 
went over and got a beer and came back and sat down at 
the table with us.

No one spoke for a while. The boys had gone into the 
pool and were horsing around and bragging loudly about 
their recent sexual exploits. I had the impression that 
it had been the first time for the two youngest boys. 
Chase was being kind of cagey though and I wasn't sure 
if it had been his first time or not. I didn't think it 
was though.

Larry listened to them proudly for a moment and then he 
turned to mom and said, "I guess you're having a hard 
day Karen. I imagine they'll be kind of rough on you 
for a week or two, you and Sara both. But once the 
novelty wears off it probably won't be so bad."

He was quiet for a moment and then he said, "On the 
other hand, they are teenage boys. It is a pretty horny 
time in their lives. But I'm sure you'll learn to cope. 
It's only sex."

He spoke to me then. "Sara, you may have noticed that 
they have pretty much left you alone. Well, at least 
you haven't had to actually suck them off yet. You can 
thank me for that. I wanted to get your first blowjob. 
Don't worry. I don't expect much from you. But I expect 
you to try. To be honest, the idea of a beautiful 
sixteen your old girl sucking my cock is irresistible. 
I have been walking around with a hard on since I saw 
your picture on your mother's desk. That pretty face 
and those pouty lips and your innocence are 
irresistible. I am going to enjoy the hell out of this 
even if you can't suck a cock worth a shit. I think 
I've shown remarkable willpower today, but I don't 
think I can wait any longer. So why don't we go ahead 
and get this over with?"

Larry took his hand off of my pussy and helped me to my 
feet. I stepped back and he stood up and ordered me to 
take his trunks off. I was scared, but after everything 
that had already happened to me today this kind of 
thing was getting easier. Not easy certainly. But I had 
been stripped in public in a lingerie store. I had been 
forced to undress and shave my pussy in front of my new 
stepbrother. And worst of all I had spent the last hour 
and a half either watching these three boys raping my 
mother or actually helping them do it. I didn't want to 
do this. Not any of this. It was humiliating. But the 
things that they made me do were becoming just one 
degrading and humiliating act after another. I don't 
mean to imply that I was getting used to it. I guess I 
was just learning to cope with it.

At least that was what I was trying to tell myself. I 
mean, I was almost getting used to being naked in front 
of this man and his three sons. Not comfortable, but 
used to it. I had been touched all over my body for a 
couple of hours now and I hated the idea that I had no 
choice but to permit it. But it had felt pretty damned 
good sometimes. And I had touched a cock for the first 
time and it hadn't been so bad. I didn't like doing it, 
but the feeling that I got when I touched a naked boy 
was somehow very compelling. I couldn't deny that it 
was exciting on a level that I couldn't control.

My resolve began to fade as soon as I started working 
Larry's trunks down. I struggled to free them from the 
bulge in front and when the head of his large cock 
popped free only inches from my face I suddenly didn't 
feel so confident. It was even larger than Chase's 
cock. And now it was in my face, not my mother's. Up 
until this very moment the concept of taking a cock 
into my mouth and sucking it and allowing him to cum in 
my mouth, these had all been abstracts. Now it was 
about to happen and I was terrified all over again.

I finally managed to slide Larry's trunks down and he 
stepped out of them and kicked them out of the way. He 
didn't sit back down right away. He ordered me to 
examine his cock, to get familiar with it. It was only 
inches from my face and I could see every hair and 
every freckle in exquisite detail. I noticed that a 
clear liquid was leaking from the small hole in the 
head of his cock and it looked like it had been leaking 
for quite a while.

I knew about the lubricant that leaked out of man's 
cock, just like the stuff that had been pouring out of 
my pussy most of the afternoon while he and his sons 
had been molesting me. I knew about it. But I had no 
desire to become familiar with it at this point in my 
young life.

Larry called my mother over and soon she was kneeling 
beside me and I saw the look of shame on her face. It 
was tearing her up that I was being forced to do this. 
I suppose that it was even worse because she had to 
help. I couldn't help feeling sorrier for me than I did 
for her though.

My mother took my hands and placed one of them around 
Larry's cock and showed me how to cradle his balls with 
the other. Then she gently pressed against the back of 
my head. I resisted for a second, but I realized it was 
hopeless and I allowed her to guide my lips to the head 
of his cock. 

She began telling me quietly what I would have to do 
and what I could expect to happen. She told me to lick 
the head of his cock and then take it into my mouth. 
She warned me to be careful not to touch him with my 
teeth. She told me how to move my head and my hands.

Just as I began to move my lips down over his cock I 
became aware of his three sons watching eagerly as I 
performed my first blowjob under my mother's guidance. 
I saw the lustful looks on their faces and I also saw 
the tears running down my mother's cheeks. 

That was all I saw before Larry's cock reached the back 
of my throat and I started gagging and my eyes started 
filling with tears. Everything was a blur now, and that 
was better. I didn't want to see all the faces around 
me.

My mother put her arm around my shoulder and talked to 
me quietly. She told me that the gagging was natural 
but that it was a psychological reaction. I just needed 
to calm down. She told me to swallow before I started 
to move my mouth down over his cock and it would fool 
my brain into accepting being touched in the back of my 
throat and I wouldn't gag. 

It took several attempts, but eventually I learned that 
she was right. I couldn't actually swallow with my 
mouth full of that big cock, but making the attempt 
seemed to stop the gagging. Even so I could only get 
about half of his cock into my mouth. He didn't 
complain though. He and his sons just watched me as I 
began moving my head up and down the way my mother was 
instructing me. When I had that motion more or less 
mastered she taught me how to move my hand in a 
coordinated effort and soon I was giving him a passable 
blowjob. 

At least I think I was. He wasn't complaining.

He stopped me after a couple of minutes and sat back 
down in his chair and as soon as he was comfortable he 
told me to get back to work. I moved between his legs 
and returned to doing what I had been doing and my 
mother straightened up and stayed out of the way. 

Larry was apparently every bit as pleased with the 
sight of a sixteen year old girl sucking on his cock as 
he said he would be. I suppose watching my mother 
service his boys for more than an hour had helped to 
turn him on too. I may not be an expert at this, but I 
could tell he was getting close. 

Larry moaned and said, "Just a little faster now Sara."

I was dreading what was about to happen. The concept of 
some strange, vile liquid shooting out of the end of 
his cock and filling my mouth was truly disgusting. My 
mother began talking to me quietly again. She told me 
what to expect, what it would taste like and how to 
handle it when it happened. I am guessing that she was 
just telling me to do the things that he had made her 
do when she sucked his cock since I gathered from their 
earlier remarks that she was no expert cocksucker 
either.

He moaned loudly and I felt him tense up and then he 
almost yelled, "Now you sweet bitch! Fuck! I'm 
cumming!"

I was terrified, but I followed my mother's explicit 
instructions. I moved my lips back up to the head of 
his cock and closed them around the tip while I sped up 
the motion my hand was making up and down the fat 
shaft. Seconds later I felt the hot liquid spewing out 
of the end of his cock and filling my mouth. I gagged 
again as my mouth filled with the slimy, bitter liquid, 
but I held on and forced myself to keep my mouth in 
place over the head of his dick and I continued to 
masturbate him until he reached down and held my hand 
still.

He sighed and then he looked down at me and said, "You 
did a pretty damned good job for a first blowjob you 
sweet little bitch. You are going to be easier to train 
that I thought. Now, I want you to carefully straighten 
up without spilling a drop."

I carefully slid my lips off of the end of his cock and 
he shivered as my lips moved over the head of it. I sat 
up with my mouth still full of his vile sperm and wiped 
the tears from my eyes. 

I could see again and I didn't like what I saw. Not 
just the smug look on Larry's face, but the looks of 
lust on the faces of his sons, and the three brand new 
hard ons, all pointed right at me.

Larry instructed me to use my tongue. He wanted me to 
get familiar with the taste of his cum. I moved the 
liquid around in my mouth with my tongue, exploring the 
taste and the slimy texture. It was not as horrible as 
I feared, but it was still nasty. The flavor was 
unpleasant, but it was the idea of what I had just done 
that really bothered me. 

Larry watched my face as I obeyed his orders and then, 
after a minute or so, he ordered me to kiss my mother 
and share my prize. I looked at him in disbelief for a 
moment, but I guess my mother had been told to expect 
that command. She didn't even hesitate. She leaned 
forward and put her lips to mine and I felt her tongue 
trying to pry open my lips. I started to pull away. The 
idea of what he wanted me to do now was almost as 
disgusting as the blowjob itself! He wanted me to 
French kiss my mother with a load of his cum in my 
mouth! My mother pulled back a little and said, "Please 
baby, we have to do what he says."

She touched her lips to mine again and I still resisted 
when I felt her tongue at my lips. But eventually I 
gave in. I allowed her tongue into my mouth and the 
thought of what we were doing; the idea of how low we 
had sunk in such a short time was almost too much. I 
was crying into my mother's mouth as I began to French 
kiss her. It took a moment for me to realize that she 
was crying too. 

I felt her tongue exploring my mouth and extracting 
some of Larry's cum. Her tongue moved in and out of my 
mouth and finally Larry stopped her and ordered us both 
to swallow. I think that, of all the humiliations that 
had been heaped on us since this morning that this was 
easily the worst, the most degrading thing that I had 
ever done in my life. But as that thought crossed my 
mind I thought, 'so far'. This was just day one. I had 
six more years of sexual servitude to look forward to!

Larry seemed to bask in our horror and shame at what we 
had just done for a few moments. He really enjoyed 
treating us this way. I don't know how long he would 
have gone on staring at us like that if Chase hadn't 
said, "Come on dad!"

Larry chuckled and pulled my mother into his lap. As 
soon as he had her arranged the way he wanted her he 
said, "Okay boys, go ahead and take your turns. But 
don't take too long. It's time for them to get in there 
and start supper."

Chase moved out from behind his father where he had 
been watching me perform my very first blowjob. They 
had been told that they couldn't have me until I had 
sucked Larry off first. Now I was fair game and they 
were impatient to stick their hard cocks in my mouth 
and bathe my tonsils in more loads of hot cum. Chase 
sat down on the cushion where my mother had been 
kneeling beside me and said, "Come on bitch, my turn. 
Suck it."

I turned to face him and looked down at his hard cock. 
It was not that much smaller than his father's. I 
realized that all three of these boys had been having 
sex with my mother all afternoon and they would 
probably last much longer than Larry had. I tried not 
to think about that though as I bent down and did the 
things to Chase that I had just done to his father.

I had just started sucking Chase's cock when I became 
aware of Brad and Kevin kneeling down on either side of 
me. They each began to play with one of my breasts and 
one of them began to play with my pussy. I tried to 
ignore them but that got harder when one of them, I 
couldn't tell which one was doing what at first, stuck 
a moistened finger against my ass and pushed it gently 
but forcefully inside of me. I realized after minute or 
two that it was Brad.

At first it was just annoying. But before very long it 
was starting to feel very good. I hated it. I didn't 
want to enjoy what they were doing. But they kept it up 
and it was becoming a major distraction. Maybe that was 
what Chase was waiting for. I don't know. I just know 
that I was moaning in pleasure as I moved my head up 
and down on his cock when suddenly, just as I was on 
the verge of having an orgasm, Chase put his hand on 
the back of my head and pulled hard. 

I guess we were all amazed when Chase's cock slid right 
down into my throat. I was so shocked that I didn't 
even fight at first. Chase was holding my head down and 
my nose was pressed tightly into his pubic hair. I 
forgot all about my orgasm and began to struggle to 
pull back. He was holding on tight though and he was 
telling me in a loud, forceful voice that I was fine, I 
could breathe. 

I was panicking though and I continued to struggle. 
Right up until one of the other boys suddenly slapped 
my ass with all of his might. Just the sound of his 
hand striking me that hard must have been heard all 
over the neighborhood. 

I screamed around the cock in my mouth and my eyes shot 
open. I was looking right into Chase's face and he told 
me again that all I had to do was relax. I could 
breathe through my nose just fine.

I don't know how he could know that. I had watched him 
with my mother and she had not taken him down her 
throat. I stopped struggling though and much to my 
surprise I actually could breathe! Not without 
difficulty. My airway was constricted by the large slab 
of meat which had been forced into my throat. I was 
able to take short panting breaths though.

I felt the hand that had slapped my ass return to my 
rectum and begin to probe again. As Brad's finger 
wormed it's way back into my ass Chase said, "Just 
relax for a minute and get used to it. Once you get 
used to it you can to it on your own. It won't be so 
bad then. 

He finally moved his hand away from the back of my head 
and I tried to relax a little more and get used to the 
feeling of that big piece of meat stabbing down my 
throat. At first I had trouble convincing myself that I 
wasn't going to choke and that I could breathe. But I 
gradually began to get distracted by the fingers again 
and I was sobbing quietly, though I don't know if it 
was despair or pity or, god forbid, desire. No, I may 
have been getting some pleasant sensations from the 
fingers on my breasts, but I wasn't feeling desire.

I have no idea how much time passed before Chase said, 
"Okay cunt, keep your hands on my thighs and start 
sucking me off again. I want to feel my cock going down 
your throat on every stroke from now on."

I gingerly pulled my head up, drawing his large shaft 
through my lips until only the head of his cock 
remained in my mouth. I took a deep breath and started 
sliding my lips and tongue back down his shaft. When 
the head of his cock struck the back of my throat it 
stopped. It wouldn't go down at first and the pain in 
my throat from making the effort was making me cry 
harder. 

I expected him to grab my head and force it again but 
suddenly it went past that barrier and slid down my 
throat. I think I was more surprised than anyone else 
when it went. 

I pulled back once my lips reached the base of his cock 
and then repeated the process. Each down stroke was an 
ordeal. It became easier, but no less painful, at least 
not until very near the end when my throat started 
getting numb. 

I never regained that pleasant feeling that I had 
gotten from the fingers in my pussy. The shame and the 
pain and the disgust I felt made it impossible. Even 
though he was really turned on by what I was doing it 
took him a long time to cum. I was exhausted by the 
time I heard him say, "Okay cunt. I'm getting close. 
Pay attention, I don't want to shoot down your throat. 
I want you to enjoy it, savor the taste. Get ready 
bitch!"

I made one more stroke with my mouth and then I knew it 
was happening. I pulled my mouth back to the head like 
I had done for his father and began to beat him off 
with my hand as he shot his cum in my mouth. It was 
nowhere near as much as his father had filled my mouth 
with. It didn't feel like it was much more than a 
tablespoon if that. I guess he had shot so much cum 
into my mother this afternoon that this was all that he 
had left.

I waited until he was done and then I sat up and 
compared the taste to the taste of his father's cum. 
Chase's cum had a much milder flavor. It wasn't 
pleasant. But it wasn't nearly as strong and bleachy as 
his father's had been.

I felt everyone's eyes on me as I tasted his cum for a 
moment and then swallowed. After what I had just gone 
through, swallowing was pretty painful, but if I had to 
choose between swallowing and holding it in my mouth I 
was going to go with swallowing.

Chase caught his breath for a moment and then he 
struggled to his feet. As soon as he moved away his 
place was taken immediately by Brad. 

Brad didn't say anything. I guess he didn't need to. I 
knew what was expected of me. His cock was marginally 
smaller than Chase's was. So I hoped that it wouldn't 
hurt as bad when it went down my throat.

I leaned back down and after licking and kissing his 
cock and his balls I took his cock in my mouth and went 
to work. My throat was already very sore, and my jaw 
was sore and tired too. 

As I went to work on Brad's cock I felt Kevin moving 
around behind me and he began to slide his cock between 
my legs and run it through the tight slit there. He 
didn't try to put it in me but his proximity was making 
me nervous. I was surprised at how good it felt though. 
His cock pressed against my slit and I realized that my 
pussy was leaking like a sieve. 

I was distracted for a moment by having to force Brad's 
cock down my throat, but once I was moving up and down 
his shaft it became almost automatic and I began to 
have more trouble ignoring what Kevin was doing, 
especially when the head of his cock started sliding 
over my clit. 

I was not expecting to enjoy anything these boys did to 
me, but by the time Brad was on the edge of his orgasm 
I was nearing one myself. I came just before Brad did 
and I suppose that was what put him over the edge. I 
lost control while I was cumming but Brad grabbed my 
head and held it in place and I felt his cum flood my 
mouth while I came on Kevin's cock.

I swallowed quickly and then rested my head on my arms 
while Brad rolled away and stood up. I was crying 
again. I was furious with myself. I hated it that I had 
cum in front of them like that. 

I felt Kevin pull away and as soon as his cock was gone 
I was disgusted with myself for reacting the way that I 
had. I struggled back up on my arms so that he could 
take his place in front of me and as soon as he sat 
down I saw the price I was going to have to pay for my 
orgasm. His cock was covered in my juices.

I stared at it for a moment. I glanced up at his 
grinning face and I didn't have to be a mind reader to 
know how much he was enjoying this. He was only 
thirteen, and maybe he wasn't quite as big an asshole 
as the rest of his family. But he had a chance to have 
sex with a sixteen year old girl and he was damn sure 
going to take it. 

He continued grinning at me as I leaned down to suck 
him off. I was exhausted now. But thankfully his cock 
was smaller and the head of it just barely entered my 
throat on my down strokes. I tried to ignore the fact 
that his cock was slimy with the juices from my pussy, 
but they were soon gone and I was relieved when I 
realized that there had been almost no taste to them.

I am not sure if it was because of his younger age or 
because of the time he had spent sawing his cock over 
my pussy, but he came very quickly and there was so 
little cum that I wasn't sure at first that he had cum, 
not until he carefully pushed my head away.

He stood up and I collapsed on the cushion on my side 
and covered my face and sobbed loudly. My throat had 
begun to recover already, but I was so disgusted by 
what I had just done, and so despondent over the life 
that stretched out in front of me that I didn't think I 
could go on.

It isn't like I was expecting pity from any of them, 
but it would have been nice if I could have had a few 
minutes to recover. I heard them laughing at me and 
joking about what a good cocksucker I was for a minute 
or two and then I heard Larry push my mother out of his 
lap and say, "Okay bitch, get your whelp and get in the 
kitchen and fix us some supper. We were so busy fucking 
around with the two of you we never got around to 
having lunch. I'm pretty hungry."

I felt his foot nudging my ass and I forced myself to 
get control of the crying. My mother helped me to my 
feet and I started to look for something to put on to 
cover my nakedness when I remembered that I had only 
been wearing that tiny suit and when he removed it he 
said that it would only be for when we had company now. 
The significance of that just sank in at that moment. 

He confirmed my suspicions when he saw me looking 
around and said, "You look just fine like that. Unless 
someone tells you different there is no sense in you 
girls wearing clothes around the house. 

I groaned in despair and allowed my mother to pull me 
into the house. I followed her to the kitchen and she 
turned around and pulled me close and said, "Oh god 
Sara! I am so sorry. It's my fault. We were about to be 
evicted and I had no money. I tried to borrow some but 
my credit was shot. I tried to get an advance on my pay 
but my boss said no. So in desperation I tried to 
borrow some from the petty cash where I worked and they 
knew. They knew right away. I suppose they got 
concerned when I had tried to get the cash advance. 
They must have been checking to make sure I didn't do 
anything stupid. Unfortunately I did. It is the only 
dishonest thing I have ever done in my entire life and 
this is the punishment for it. Oh baby, I don't know 
what do!"

She hugged me tight and I hugged her back. I understood 
that she had acted from desperation. I knew that we 
were trapped. I couldn't let my mother go to prison. 
But I wasn't sure that my sanity would last for the 
next two years until I could go away to college. I knew 
that it would be worse for mom though. Her sentence 
stretched out before her forever. 

We were both crying quietly and holding each other. I 
suddenly became aware of my mother's breasts pressing 
into my own and I started to feel uncomfortable. I 
said, "It's okay mom, I understand. We better get to 
work before they figure out some other way to humiliate 
us."

I was grateful when she let me go. It was starting to 
feel creepy, feeling her breasts against me like that.

Mom went to the refrigerator to see what she could find 
to make for supper. I got a glass of water and after 
rinsing out my mouth to get rid of the taste of cum I 
took a long drink. When I had quenched my thirst I did 
what I could to help her. 

There wasn't much food in the house. I imagine they 
went out to eat or ordered delivery a lot. Mom found 
the makings for spaghetti and I found a loaf of French 
bread and we made dinner. 

I finally noticed the time and was shocked to see that 
they had been raping us for nearly five hours. I hoped 
that they couldn't keep that up for long. Mom and I 
were both exhausted. If they carried on like this every 
night I wouldn't last two years!

I prepared the garlic bread and then I set the table. 
We discussed whether or not to set places for ourselves 
and decided that we had to eat. If they didn't want us 
to eat with them they could say so when they came in. I 
would rather eat standing up in the kitchen than 
sitting around a table with a family of rapists anyway.

One of the benefits of spaghetti is that it doesn't 
take long to cook. We put everything out on the table 
and I went to the patio door and called them in to eat.

We waited until they were seated to find out what they 
wanted to drink and then we sat down at the dinner 
table. They had saved us seats on either side of Larry 
who sat at the head of the table.

The dinner conversation was amazingly banal. They 
talked about school and a high school football game and 
just general conversation, like a normal family! They 
even tried to engage us in conversation. I didn't feel 
much like talking though, and neither did mom. They 
didn't seem to care. 

Gradually the conversation returned to sex. Apparently 
this was something that they had not really discussed 
before and Brad and Kevin both admitted that they had 
been virgins until today. Chase had only recently 
become sexually active but had very little experience. 

I wondered how having a couple of sex slaves in the 
house would affect his sex life. After determining how 
much sexual experience his sons had they began to sound 
him out about inviting friends over. 

Larry said that he may allow them to invite friends 
over from time to time. But he would have to be assured 
that they would not tell anyone. It would have to be a 
small number and they would have to be boys that were 
absolutely trustworthy. All three of the boys said that 
they understood and would be very careful.

Larry then said that before that happened he had some 
plans for us. He was pretty sure that mom and I would 
be just the right incentive to close a couple of real 
estate deals he was working on. He had also made some 
plans with a friend of his, Paul. Paul was the man who 
owned Jo and Kara at Sweet Nothings. 

He intended to invite him over with his three slaves in 
the near future and allow him to enjoy my mother and 
me. He also had plans to take us to a strip club. I had 
been listening to his plans for us and growing steadily 
more nervous about the future. But when he said that he 
was going to take us to a strip club, and that we would 
be putting on shows for the horny old men in there I 
felt like I had been kicked in the stomach. 

I looked up at my mother and her face was white with 
fear too. I also noticed that Larry wasn't ignoring us. 
He was watching us closely and getting a kick out of 
our reactions to their conversation about our sexual 
future.

Once everyone had eaten, my mother and I got up and 
started clearing off the table. Every time we got near 
to one of them they ran their hands over us. But after 
what we had been through this afternoon it was just a 
minor annoyance.

Once the table was cleared off we cleaned up the 
kitchen and when we were done Larry got up and opened a 
bottle of wine. He led us back out to the pool and 
poured a glass of wine for himself and mom and Chase 
and me. 

I had never had alcohol before, but after what had 
happened to me today I was more than willing to try. 
Anything that could sooth the anguish I was 
experiencing would be very welcome.

I actually enjoyed it, much to my surprise. It was 
smooth and warm in my stomach. It even seemed to sooth 
my throat. While we sipped the wine Larry started 
laying out his plans for the next two days. 

Tomorrow we were going back to Sweet Nothings for 
complete wardrobes. He warned both of us that he didn't 
want to hear any shit from us about the clothing he 
picked out. We might as well get it through our heads 
right now that he was going to dress us up like sluts 
and this time we had lots of time so we were going to 
try everything on in those dressing rooms with no 
doors. We might as well plan on it right now.

He went on to say that on Monday mom was to drive me to 
my old school and turn in my books and get my records 
and enroll me in the school on this side of town. After 
that was taken care of we could take care of notifying 
anyone that needed to be notified of our new address. 
The last thing we would need to do is go grocery 
shopping. Larry would provide my mom with a credit card 
and a car to use.

I asked him about extracurricular activities. I was in 
several after school clubs and I was a cheerleader. I 
knew that it would be too late to get into cheerleading 
unless I got lucky and one of the girls broke a leg or 
something, but there were several other clubs that I 
belonged to and enjoyed.

He thought about it for a minute and then he said, "See 
what is available and we'll talk about it later."

I nodded and finished off my glass of wine. Larry 
poured another round for the four of us and we sat in 
the dark and sipped our wine. No one spoke for a long 
time and it was almost restful sitting there in the 
pleasant evening air. I imagine that two glasses of 
wine had a lot to do with that.

When the wine was finally gone Larry stood up and 
pulled my chair out and helped me to my feet. He led me 
over to the cushion from the lounge chair that I had 
performed my first four blowjobs on a little earlier 
and helped me to lie down on my back.

I wondered at first if he had decided to go ahead and 
take my virginity after all. I very quickly learned 
that was not the plan, and I would have much preferred 
losing my virginity to what he had on his mind.

He left me lying there and went over and helped my 
mother to her feet and guided her over to me. He pushed 
her to her knees between my legs and forced her head 
down and when she started to balk he said sternly, 
"Don't you dare say no to me you stupid bitch or all 
bets are off!"

I saw my mother start to cry again and for some reason 
I didn't realize at first what was going on. When it 
finally dawned on me I just lay my head down on the 
cushion and closed my eyes and covered my face with my 
hands and tried not to think about it. What he was 
making us do now was just too horrible to contemplate. 

I felt my mother's hair on my thighs as her head dipped 
lower and then I felt her warm breath on my vagina. It 
was horrible. But, and I hope it was because of the 
wine, when her lips and her tongue came into contact 
with my pussy I gasped and my ass came right up off the 
cushion!

I had never felt anything like it! I had masturbated 
from time to time over the last couple of years. And 
over the hours that I had been molested around this 
pool today I had been groped by all four of these 
males, not to mention a simulated fuck from Kevin. 

Nothing had prepared me for the sensations that I got 
from my mother's tongue invading my pussy and moving 
over my clit. I started out moaning quietly and 
struggling to keep my hips still. As I quickly became 
aroused and began to lose control I was getting louder 
and louder and I wasn't even aware of what was going on 
when Larry made my mother turn around and lower her 
pussy to my mouth. 

She never stopped what she was doing. She continued to 
lick my pussy while she swung her body around and I 
didn't have a clue until I felt her damp pussy pressing 
against my lips. By that time I was lost in a sexual 
haze and I can't say for sure whether I knew what was 
going on or not. I want to believe that I didn't. I 
want to believe that I had no idea that I was licking 
my mother's pussy eagerly and sucking on it and 
wrapping my hands around her and clasping her ass and 
pulling her even tighter against my eager mouth. 

I slowed down as orgasm after orgasm washed over me, 
but I didn't stop. I became aware that she was cumming 
too and that just made it all the more exciting. I 
don't know how long it lasted, how long we ate each 
other like that or how many orgasms we had. It seemed 
to go on and on for a very long time. We were finally 
interrupted when they pulled my mother off of me and I 
was moved out of the way. Mom was placed on the cushion 
on her hands and knees and Larry fucked her violently 
while Chase began trying to force his cock down her 
throat the way he had earlier with me. 

I didn't get to see if he succeeded though. I was 
placed on my back on another cushion nearby and Brad 
knelt over my head and placed his cock to my lips. I 
felt him wiping my pussy off with his hand while I 
started sucking his cock. But he wasn't going to let me 
suck him off this time. 

He leaned down and rested his full weight on my body 
and began to lick my pussy while he fucked my mouth 
just the way Larry was fucking my mother's pussy. It 
was violent and painful, but I had had a lot of 
experience today and I was able to tolerate it. I was 
in much too much distress to enjoy what he was doing 
with his tongue though. It was his first time eating 
pussy, but that wouldn't have mattered. The way he 
battered at my throat made it impossible for me to 
enjoy anything he did.

He enjoyed it though. He enjoyed it so much that he 
came very quickly. This time he didn't come in my 
mouth. He slammed his cock into my throat one last time 
and I felt him tense up and I knew that he was cumming. 

He collapsed on top of me after he came and stayed that 
way as his cock went soft and receded from my throat. 
It was a strange sensation, but I was busy trying to 
breathe with his weight resting on my chest and 
stomach. 

He finally struggled to his knees and after wiping his 
cock on my face a few times he moved away and sat in a 
nearby chair while Kevin took his turn. 

Kevin had something else in mind though. He straddled 
me and began rubbing his hard cock between my breasts. 
He pressed my breasts together around his cock and 
sawed his cock back and forth. My breasts weren't 
really big enough for that, they were just barely a B 
cup. He seemed to be enjoying it though. 

After taking several strokes that way he backed up and 
bent down and spit on my chest between my breasts. Then 
he got back into position and this time he made me hold 
my own breasts together while he fucked them.

He leaned over on his arms with his head almost over 
mine and stared down at his cock moving in and out of 
my just barely adequate cleavage and soon he sped up 
and I was startled when two strings of hot, slimy cum 
shot out and landed in my face. A couple more drops 
landed on my neck and finally he slowed down and 
gradually stopped moving.

He stared down at me, enjoying the sight of his cum 
decorating my face and then he sat up and used his 
finger to scoop his cum up and shovel it into my mouth. 
I ate it without protest and then I sucked his finger 
clean. Just before he got up he leaned his hips forward 
and I sucked his cock clean and then he stood up at 
last.

I was freed just in time to watch Larry grab my 
mother's hair and pull her around and force his slimy 
cock into her mouth. She gagged a couple of times but 
finally she managed to suck his cock clean. 

Everyone had finally had enough and Larry ordered us 
all to our rooms. He told his boys to leave me alone 
tonight and I was grateful for that. Mom wasn't as 
lucky. She didn't have a room of her own. She had to 
sleep with Larry.

I collected the wine glasses and the empty bottle and 
put them in the kitchen and then I went to my room. I 
had planned on taking a quick shower and brushing my 
teeth for an hour or so. Chase had a different idea. He 
stopped at my door and ordered me not to wash or brush 
my teeth until morning. He wanted me to get used to the 
smell and the taste of cum.

It was disgusting, but not as bad as he probably 
imagined. I felt dirty. I was dirty. I was sweaty too. 
But while I had the taste of cum in my mouth, the wine 
almost overpowered it. And there was only the faintest 
smell of cum. Kevin had done a thorough job of scooping 
it into my mouth and making me swallow it. 

I felt nasty. Hell, I was nasty! I was exhausted though 
and still a bit tipsy and I fell asleep almost 
immediately, despite all of the horrible things that 
had happened to me today.

I didn't wake up until I felt someone shaking me in the 
morning. I finally opened my eyes and saw Brad standing 
beside my bed. It took a minute for everything that had 
happened yesterday to come flooding back into my 
consciousness. My first reaction was that there was a 
boy in my room and I was naked. The reality of my 
situation quickly returned and I remembered everything 
that I had done, or had done to me yesterday. Brad told 
me to get up and pulled the covers back. 

I was embarrassed all over again, even though I had 
spent all yesterday afternoon exposed to him. I kept my 
legs together and sat up in bed and put my feet on the 
floor. While I was sitting there trying to pull myself 
together he unbuckled his pants and slipped them down 
and sat on my bed. He said, "Let's see if you remember 
what you learned yesterday."

I stared at him blankly for a moment before I realized 
what he was saying. He wanted me to suck his cock! "Oh 
goody," I thought facetiously, "cum for breakfast!"

I didn't say anything though. I dropped to my knees on 
the deep, soft carpet and moved between his legs. He 
watched me as I repeated the process I had been taught 
yesterday. I kissed his cock and his balls and licked 
them all over and then I took them into my mouth and 
started sucking.

I was surprised that my throat was nearly fully 
recovered from the abuse of those oral assaults. It was 
tender, but not really sore. Brad watched me until I 
took his cock into my throat and then he laid back on 
my bed and muttered, "Oh fuck that feels good!"

While I was sucking him I was aware of someone coming 
into my room behind me. I felt a hand on my ass and 
then it moved between my legs. I didn't know who it was 
until I heard Chase say, "Damn Brad, I don't know if I 
can have this cunt around for two years and not fuck 
her."

I felt his finger moving up and down over my slit and 
then sliding into me as I sucked off his brother and I 
was beginning to think it would be hard for me as well. 
As soon as I realized what I was thinking I slapped 
myself mentally and tried to concentrate on Brad's 
cock. 

While I was sucking on Brad, Chase took his shorts off 
and I felt him move behind me and slide his cock 
between my legs just like Kevin had done last night. 
His cock was much larger and it felt very good sliding 
over my slit. 

He bent over me and slowly slid his cock through my 
crease as he held one of my tits in each hand and 
gently pulled and squeezed at them and I was dismayed 
to realize how badly I actually wanted that cock inside 
of me. It didn't seem fair that I was doing all of this 
work and providing these boys with orgasm after orgasm 
and they were teasing my pussy for hours on end. But I 
was getting to enjoy only a rare orgasm at their hands. 

I suddenly remembered my last orgasms yesterday and I 
shuddered in revulsion. I had eaten my mother's pussy! 
I had been tipsy and I had been forced, but we had 
eaten each other through a series of wonderful orgasms, 
all for their amusement. When it was over we had to 
service them one last time. It had certainly been good 
for them. I don't know about my mother, but they had 
been pretty rough on me as I recall.

My mind was suddenly returned to the present when I 
felt Brad start to fill my mouth with cum. I held the 
head of his cock in my mouth and used my hand to finish 
him off the way I had been taught yesterday. He must 
have recuperated fully overnight because it was a 
pretty big mouthful by the time he finished. 

I lifted my head and swallowed it all down. It seemed 
to be getting easier each time I had to swallow a 
mouthful of a boy's cum. The first few had been pretty 
traumatic. Now, only one day later, I was swallowing 
like I had been doing it for ages. It seemed like I had 
too.

Chase was still sawing his cock in and out of the space 
between my thighs. His cock was very hard and it felt 
really good against my shaved slit. I rested my head in 
Brad's lap and enjoyed the sensations as his cock 
rubbed against me.

Chase could see that he was affecting me. He said, "You 
like that don't you cunt? You are getting turned on. 
You wish I would put that hard cock in your pussy and 
fuck you don't you? You would love to be fucked right 
this minute, wouldn't you?"

I didn't see any point in lying. I moaned involuntarily 
and then I said quietly, "Yes. I do like it. I would 
like to get fucked. I'm fucking human! What do you 
expect?"

Brad had propped himself up on his elbows and was 
watching Chase torment me with his cock and he said in 
a warning voice, "Chase, you know dad will kill you if 
you pop that bitch's cherry."

Chase groaned and said, "Yeah, I know. But Christ that 
feels good! I wonder how her ass would feel if I plowed 
my cock into it right now?"

Brad chuckled and said, "I don't see why we couldn't 
grease her up and fuck her ass. But don't do it while 
dad is home, not unless you ask him first. If she 
starts screaming and he comes running in to see what's 
going on he won't just beat your ass, he'll take away 
your fucking driver's license."

I was just about to have an orgasm when Chase stopped 
what he was doing and moved quickly to sit on my bed. 
He pulled my head over to his lap and then watched as I 
licked my juices off of his cock and he said, "Look at 
all that slime sis. Your pussy is just drooling for a 
cock. Poor baby, you want to get fucked so badly. All 
this cock around and all you can do is suck it off. 
You'd love to crawl up over me and sink that cunt down 
on my hard cock right now, wouldn't you?"

I groaned around his cock as I sucked it down into my 
throat. I hated to admit it, but he was right. Being 
this turned on made it easier to suck their cocks. But 
I was getting very frustrated. The trouble is, when the 
arousal went away I was more humiliated than ever 
because I had let them get to me.

Chase didn't last long. After watching me suck his cock 
for a few minutes he laid back and enjoyed what I was 
doing. I was getting much better at recognizing the 
signals. I soon sensed that he was about to cum and I 
finished him off with my hand. After I swallowed he 
told me to go take a shower and go downstairs. Everyone 
else was in the kitchen.

I got up and went to my bathroom. I had to pee urgently 
and I rushed to the toilet and sat down just in time. I 
had to pee so bad that when I looked up and saw Brad 
watching from the doorway I just ignored him. What the 
hell. It was just one more humiliation in what was 
becoming a life of humiliation.

Brad saw how embarrassed I was and he grinned and came 
closer. He pushed my legs apart and stared at the 
stream of urine flowing out of me. He watched until I 
finished and had wiped myself and he said, "No question 
about it. Guys have it all over girls when it comes to 
taking a leak."

I had never actually seen a boy pee but I wasn't that 
stupid. I knew how they did it. I had to agree, it 
seemed like it was a lot more convenient for them. I 
was about to get an education on the subject though. 

I watched as he pulled out his cock and I stood up 
quickly as he approached my toilet. He reached down and 
lifted the seat, thankfully, and then he grabbed my 
hand and wrapped it around his cock and made me hold it 
while he pissed. 

Actually, I was so curious I wasn't even embarrassed. I 
had been more embarrassed when he was watching me. I 
saw the first weak stream start and then it grew 
quickly to a strong stream splashing loudly into the 
toilet water. I could actually feel the vibration of 
the pee flowing through his penis! It was kind of 
messy, the drops kept splashing up out of the toilet 
onto the sides of the bowl, but I had to admit, it was 
pretty convenient. 

When he was done he just shook it off a little and 
stuck it back in his pants! No wonder there was always 
a line for the ladies rooms but the guys were in and 
out in about two minutes! 

Brad turned around and left, without washing his hands, 
and I used some toilet paper to clean off the sides of 
the toilet and then flushed it. I took a quick shower 
and went downstairs. It was getting late and I was 
afraid that Larry was going to be upset.

When I got to the kitchen my mother was just pouring 
Larry and Chase fresh cups of coffee. Larry looked up 
and smiled and said, "I guess I don't have to ask what 
took you so long. Brad and Chase are keeping you pretty 
busy, aren't they?"

It was bad enough that I had to do it. I didn't want to 
talk about it. I blushed and nodded and asked if I 
could have a glass of juice. My mother got it for me 
and then we all sat down. 

I could see that everyone had already eaten, but I 
wasn't hungry. I sipped at my juice and avoided looking 
at anyone. My mother sat down and sipped at a cup of 
coffee. Before long Brad came in and sat down. He had 
gotten dressed. He ordered me to get him a glass of 
juice and I got up and got it for him. While I was 
doing that Larry, Chase and Brad talked about what they 
had done with me this morning.

After I sat back down Chase said, "Dad, me and Brad 
were talking. If we are careful can we fuck her ass? 
Sara's I mean. It's going to be hard as hell not to 
fuck her, but we figured if we could fuck her ass 
sometimes then it would be easier."

Larry said, "Why? You can fuck her mother any time you 
want. Why do you need to fuck her ass?"

Chase grinned and said, "It's so damned much fun to put 
a dick in her. We wouldn't do it often, just now and 
then. Besides, we don't want to wear our poor mother's 
pussy out. There are four of us. That's a lot of cock 
for one woman."

I didn't have to hear the answer to know what he was 
going to say. He was just drawing it out. I am pretty 
sure that he was doing it more to tease me than to 
tease his boys.

Mom and I went in and cleaned up the kitchen and got 
the dishwasher started and we were both listening to 
the conversation at the table as we worked. Larry at 
last agreed to permit them to fuck my ass. Even though 
I had known it was coming it gave me a sick feeling in 
my stomach to hear it.

Larry said, "Okay, you can fuck her ass from time to 
time. But not a lot, I don't want her all stretched 
out. I'll show you how to grease her up and stretch her 
out and I'm serious, I don't want you hurting her. If 
you do I'll fuck your asses up with my belt."

All the while I was thinking that if I am going to be 
sucking these assholes off and getting fucked in the 
ass all the time, shit! I'd rather they took my 
virginity and did it in the right fucking hole! 

Once my mother and I had finished in the kitchen Larry 
sent us upstairs to put on the dresses he had bought 
for us yesterday. No underwear, just the dresses and 
shoes.

My mother and I went upstairs and dressed as ordered. 
It felt good to be wearing clothes again, even 
something as short and slutty as this tiny dress. I had 
been naked or all but naked since we got here yesterday 
and I was very self conscious about my newly developed 
and still maturing body. I had not gotten used to it 
yesterday and I didn't think that I would ever be 
comfortable being naked in front of Larry and his three 
sons. 

When we returned to the kitchen the boys were all 
complaining to Larry about not being allowed to go 
shopping with us. They wanted to help pick out our 
clothes. Fortunately, Larry didn't think it was 
appropriate for his three sons to be shopping for sexy 
clothing for their mother and sister and then watching 
them try them on in a lingerie store. He promised them 
that when we came home we would model our new clothes 
for them. They weren't happy about that compromise 
though. They wanted to watch us trying them on in 
public. 

Larry left Chase in charge and the three of us headed 
back to Sweet Nothings. I remembered how humiliated I 
had felt yesterday when my mother had undressed me in 
that open fitting room with nearly everyone else in the 
store watching as I ended up standing in only my 
panties. Today it would be worse since I was wearing 
nothing under this tiny dress. It really felt weird to 
be going out in public without underwear.

No one spoke as we got in the car and Larry backed out 
of the driveway and drove away. As soon as we were 
moving his hand was on my mother's pussy again. I 
looked down at my own lap and saw how exposed I was. I 
wondered if all of my clothes would be like this now. I 
couldn't even imagine dressing like this for school. I 
could see where my life was going to be very difficult 
for my last two years of high school. 

When we got to the store I was disappointed to see that 
there were already several couples inside looking 
around. It was still pretty early on a Sunday. Well, it 
wasn't quite noon yet. So I didn't think there would be 
many people shopping for lingerie. I was hoping for an 
empty store.

When we entered the owner came out of a doorway behind 
the counter and said hello. She told Larry that her 
owner, Paul, was in the office. He had brought her and 
Kara a light brunch. Larry escorted my mother and I 
into the small backroom and Paul stood up and they 
spoke briefly but quietly. We couldn't hear the 
conversation. There was another man, a younger man, 
sitting in a chair out of the way. I would later find 
out that this was Glenn, Kara's husband, and another of 
Paul's slaves!

While they talked they were looking us over, as was 
Paul's other slave Kara. Kara kept looking at me and 
she looked like it made her uncomfortable that a girl 
my age was a sex slave. Finally! Someone besides me 
thought it was inappropriate. 

Paul didn't seem to share her discomfort though. Larry 
and Paul moved closer and stood on either side of me 
and my mother and discussed our relative merits. It was 
extremely degrading to be treated like this, but we 
just stared at the floor and waited for it to end.

While they talked, both men felt us up and we were made 
to turn around and bend over and our skirts lifted up 
over our asses while the men ran their fingers over our 
flesh.

After a few minutes we were permitted to stand up 
straight again and then Larry led the way out into the 
store. The store didn't have shopping carts. Larry 
spoke to Jo and explained that he was buying complete 
new wardrobes for my mother and I and Jo said, "Not a 
problem, wait here."

Jo poked her head into the office again and Kara came 
out and grabbed an empty clothing rack on wheels that 
was parked against the wall and came up to us and said, 
"We don't have shopping carts, but I would be happy to 
help you find everything you need and we can just hang 
everything on this rack and park it by the changing 
rooms so that you can try everything on when you are 
finished shopping."

So my mother, Kara and I followed Larry up and down 
every aisle in the store and he picked out complete new 
wardrobes for my mother and I. Everything that he 
picked up was something my mother would never have 
worn, or would never have permitted me to wear. All of 
the blouses were sheer. All of the skirts were micro 
miniskirts. All of the dresses were sheer or short or 
both. There were other items too of course. There was a 
large selection of crop tops and halter tops with crude 
writing on them. There were also halter tops that had 
plunging necklines. By plunging, I mean all the way to 
my belt!

We had to have something to wear with the suggestive 
tops of course, something besides the tiny skirts. 
Larry selected tight shorts that left half of our butts 
exposed. And those were the modest ones!

He also selected a couple of little black dresses that 
were beautiful, but scandalous. I had always wanted a 
little dress like that, only about four inches longer 
and without quite so much cleavage. I am talking 
cleavage in the front AND back. I hadn't tried it on 
yet, but it was cut so low in the back that I didn't 
need to put it on to know that at least some of my butt 
was going to be exposed if I wore it.

That was the last thing he selected. The rack that Kara 
was pushing along behind us was full now. We headed up 
to the front of the store where the changing rooms were 
located. As we shopped, well, that isn't quite right. 
Larry had been doing the shopping. As we followed Larry 
up one aisle and down another I had been keeping my 
eyes on the growing number of customers in the store. I 
was surprised at the number of customers in here so 
early on a Sunday. I had always bought most of my 
clothes at the mall in the past and I just assumed that 
most people did their clothing shopping there. 

It was a mixed crowd. It was almost exclusively 
couples, though there were a few women alone and a 
couple of men who were shopping for their wives or 
girlfriends, I hope, and looked very uncomfortable. 
Most of the couples were in their twenties, though not 
all. By the time we were finished following Larry up 
and down the aisles there were probably close to twenty 
couples in the store. 

When we got to the fitting rooms with our rack of 
clothing there was quite a crowd gathered to watch an 
attractive woman trying on a new dress. She was the 
only one using one of the dressing rooms with no door. 
Her face was bright red, but she was smiling and seemed 
to be having fun. She stripped down to her sexy bra and 
panties and put on the dress she had selected and 
stepped out and modeled it for her husband. 

I noticed that he had a huge hard on and it appeared 
that they were both enjoying her little exhibition. 
After she had stepped out and modeled for her husband, 
and everyone else, she stepped back into the booth and 
took the dress off and put her shorts and her top back 
on. 

Once she was dressed she and her husband headed for the 
cash register. The crowd seemed disappointed, but that 
was about to change. Larry pushed mom into one of the 
booths and everyone around us turned back to watch as 
she took off her tiny dress and stood there naked. 

I heard people around us gasping in surprise. I assumed 
that was because my mom wasn't wearing underwear. I 
heard several comments about her breasts and her 
nipples. I heard a lot of complimentary comments about 
her figure. But everyone was quiet and discreet. There 
was no cheering or catcalling. 

Mom hung up her dress and Larry handed her the first 
item on her end of the clothing rack. He never gave her 
more than one item at a time so that except when she 
was trying on a dress she was always topless or 
bottomless. 

By the time she had tried on a half a dozen items I 
noticed that there was moisture seeping from her pussy. 
It didn't run down her thighs or anything, but I could 
see it glistening in the light. I felt so sorry for 
her. It continued to be obvious that she was terribly 
embarrassed during the entire time she spent trying on 
new clothes. And unlike the woman who had been trying 
on a dress when we approached the fitting rooms, it was 
obvious that my mother was not enjoying being exhibited 
for the pleasure of the other customers.

It didn't seem to bother the other customers that she 
was doing this reluctantly though. By the time she had 
finished trying on everything on her half of the rack, 
everyone in the store was standing around us in a 
semicircle watching my mother try on one item after 
another. 

I watched them out of the corner of my eye as my mother 
entertained them with her little strip show. At first 
they had seemed a little embarrassed by her total 
nudity. But by the time she had finished they were all 
smiling and I saw that every male in the place had 
stopped pretending, they were enjoying the hell out of 
my mom's little strip show. No one was fooling anyone 
here. Everyone knew why there were four booths with no 
doors and everyone knew why some people used those 
booths. The only reason to step into one of those 
booths with no door was to show off.

I watched as my mother tried on the last new item of 
clothing and finally she put her dress back on and 
stepped out of the way. The crowd was obviously sorry 
because they thought that the show was over. 

They were in for a big surprise. Larry didn't say 
anything to me. He just gave me a look that said it 
all. He had already warned us that we had better not 
give him a hard time. I stepped forward and entered the 
booth that my mother had just left. I kept my eyes down 
and began unbuttoning my dress. My fingers were shaking 
as they worked at the buttons holding my dress closed 
and I could feel the flush as my face and neck turned 
bright red. 

As I stripped I heard the crowd, which had been pretty 
quiet except for a low drone of conversation as the 
couples talked among themselves while my mother put on 
one item of clothing after another for their amusement. 
Suddenly it was deathly quiet as I undressed. They 
apparently realized that I was just a teenager and 
there must have been some mixed feelings. 

I couldn't be sure, but I glanced up out of the corner 
of my eye after I had removed my dress and hung it up 
and it looked like a few of the couples were leaving, 
but not many. It had to be obvious that I was underage. 
But except for those few couple, the audience didn't 
seem concerned with my age. I guess they figured if it 
was alright with us it was just fine with them if I 
wanted to put on a strip show.

Larry grinned that shit eating grin of his and started 
handing me clothes to try on, just like he had for my 
mother. It seemed to take hours. I tried on every item 
that he had picked up. Several times an item I was 
trying on was too large or too small and Kara had been 
sent to find it in another size. So I had ended up 
trying on those items more than once. And just like my 
mother, except when I was trying on a dress I was 
topless or bottomless for the entire time. 

The thing that bothered me nearly as much as being 
naked in front of all of these people was that my 
nipples were so hard they hurt and I could feel my 
pussy just oozing juices. I didn't understand it. I was 
totally humiliated. I didn't enjoy this at all and I 
was not turned on. So why was my body responding like 
this?!

I don't know how long the show lasted. When we had 
gotten to the store it had been just a little before 
noon. I glanced at the clock on the wall when we were 
checking out and it was after three. I don't know how 
much of those three hours I had spent naked or nearly 
naked while I tried on clothes but I was exhausted, 
both physically and emotionally.

Mom and I stood at the counter while Kara rang up the 
new clothes that Larry had selected. Larry and Paul 
were standing nearby talking quietly. As they talked 
they kept looking at my mother and me. I knew that I 
was going to hate whatever came of that conversation. I 
had only been aware of my new slave status for about 
twenty-four hours, but already I had learned that 
whenever I saw that expression on the face of a male 
that was looking in my direction it involved someone 
making me do something of a sexual nature that I didn't 
want to do.

After Kara had finished ringing up the sale she waited 
for Larry to come back over and rejoin us. As we were 
waiting I was staring at the total on the digital 
readout for the cash register. In great big LED numbers 
the total stood at just over $3,250!

I was dumbfounded as I stared at the total. The irony 
was that it was a huge sum of money for a rack of 
clothing that did not contain one item of clothing that 
either my mother or I wanted to wear. As I had tried on 
each article of clothing I had tried to imagine what I 
would look like walking around my new high school in 
it. It was not a reassuring image. Walking around 
wasn't going to be the hardest part either. I didn't 
know how I was going to sit down in my classes with 
those tiny skirts and dresses on. I knew that it 
wouldn't be more than a day or two before I was the 
talk of the school. I wondered what kind of dress code 
they had. We had not bought a single item of clothing 
that would not get me sent home from my old school.

Larry finally rejoined us and handed Kara his debit 
card. She ran the card and Larry signed the receipt 
without any sign of hesitation. I would have been more 
impressed though if there was anything there that I 
wanted to wear.

It took my mother, me, Kara, Larry and Paul two trips 
to get all of the oversized, overstuffed bags of 
clothing out to the car. By the time we were finished 
the trunk and the back seat were both full.

I had thought that we would leave then, but once our 
purchases were in the car Larry locked the car and we 
all went back inside. We followed Larry back into the 
little office behind the counter and Paul came in 
behind us. 

There was no door on the small room, but that didn't 
seem to bother anyone. Larry told me and my mother to 
undress. While he and Paul and Glenn watched we took 
our dresses off again and Larry said, "Watching your 
show out there was a huge turn on. I'm afraid that we 
are going to need a little relief ladies."

Larry grabbed my mother and Paul stepped closer and 
took me in his arms and started exploring my body with 
his hands while he kissed me. He was a large, nice 
looking guy, for an older man. He seemed to be about 
Larry's age or a little older. 

It didn't matter how old he was or what he looked like 
though. I was still doing this against my will. I 
didn't struggle with him, I was too afraid of Larry. I 
returned Paul's kiss, if somewhat listlessly. I didn't 
want to, but I had been warned that the first time I 
refused an order then all bets were off. I still didn't 
want to lose my virginity and become a total slut. 

I wasn't surprised when Paul slid his finger through my 
crack and my pussy swallowed his large finger easily. I 
was embarrassed, but I knew how wet I had become as I 
entertained the crowd out front. 

Paul was careful not to damage my hymen. I felt his 
finger come into contact with it and then pull back. He 
broke off the kiss and said, "I hear that for a virgin 
you can really suck cock. Is that true Sara?"

I hated this kind of talk. But I could sense Larry 
listening to us. He was already seated in a chair with 
my mother in front of him sucking his cock loudly. I 
knew that Larry expected me to respond positively to 
Paul. 

It occurred to be briefly that I had no idea what this 
vague punishment being held over my head was. Just that 
I would get fucked I suppose. But once it started I 
realized that I would have no control over who put 
their cock in my pussy. I didn't want to test Larry. He 
had just proved himself to be the kind of man that 
could enslave and take great pleasure in tormenting a 
mother and her teenage daughter. 

I am sure that I didn't want to experience any 
punishment that he could devise. The oral sex was bad 
enough. Even though I got turned on sometimes I knew 
that I didn't want to give them total control of my 
pussy the way my mother had hers. 

My voice cracked as I said to Paul, "I just started 
yesterday, but I am getting better."

He smiled and stepped back and started taking his pants 
off. Kara came in as he was sitting down and I was 
conscious of her watching as I moved between Paul's 
legs and began sucking him off the way that Larry had 
taught me yesterday. His cock was about the same size 
as Larry's was. It was large, but I thought I could 
handle it. After all, I had taken all three of the 
boy's cocks into my throat yesterday. Paul's cock was 
almost the same size as Chase's cock.

I was pretty sure that Paul had been told that I could 
do it. He just sat back and let me lick and suck his 
cock and balls and when I finally took his cock into my 
mouth I saw on his face that he was waiting to see if I 
would take it into my throat. 

I did. It took several tries, but I finally got past 
that barrier and his long, fat cock slid into my throat 
with surprisingly little pain. I guess that once you 
have done it for the first time it isn't so bad when 
you are forced to do it again. 

While I was sucking his cock, Paul pulled Kara down and 
whispered in her ear. He sat back then and Kara knelt 
beside me and started to caress me while I sucked Paul 
off. She caressed my back and my butt, and then she 
reached up and gently teased my breasts. It didn't take 
long before I started to get aroused in spite of 
myself. 

She kept one hand on my breasts and her other hand slid 
down and she began to slide a finger up and down my 
slit and tease my clit while I sucked on Paul. I 
couldn't help it. I started getting very turned on and 
I guess it showed in my blowjob. 

I felt him getting ready to cum and I circled the head 
of his cock with my lips and finished him off with my 
hand the way that I had been taught. He filled my mouth 
with cum. It was about the same volume of liquid that 
Larry had squirted into my mouth yesterday afternoon. A 
lot!

I waited until he finished and then I sat up and 
swallowed. I saw a few drops escaping from the hole at 
the end of his cock and leaned back down and lapped 
them up. I don't know why I did that! I guess I just 
wasn't thinking.

I straightened back up and saw that my mother was 
holding Larry's cock in her mouth and Glenn was fucking 
her. I guess he was a slave with benefits. Actually, I 
guess Larry saw another opportunity to humiliate my 
mother and he jumped at it.

Glenn was just getting started and we all just stayed 
in place and watched as he fucked my mom. When he 
finally finished he stepped back and started to pull 
his pants back up. Larry instructed my mother that she 
shouldn't let the men that fuck her go away with nasty 
cocks. When she made a mess like that she should always 
clean it up. 

I shuddered in revulsion, but she didn't seem to have 
any reaction at all as she turned around and took his 
slimy cock into her mouth and sucked him clean. But it 
was what came next that really got my attention. 

Paul said, "Kara," quietly and she moved over to my 
mother and helped her to her feet. Then she guided her 
to the desk and once my mother was seated on the edge 
of the desk Kara bent down and ate her husband's cum 
out of my mother's freshly fucked pussy!

I almost gagged then. I thought that was even more 
disgusting than sucking a guy's cock and swallowing his 
cum. I shuddered, more disgusted at what I was seeing 
than I had been by anything else in the last two days. 
Mom stared down at Kara in astonishment, but she didn't 
resist.

I was shocked that Kara would submit so quickly to such 
a disgusting act, but as I watched I saw that she 
didn't seem to mind at all! She did it without 
hesitation and when she was done she smiled at mom and 
stood up and kissed her lightly on the lips.

When Kara was done Larry gave us permission to dress. 
Once we had dressed he told us to wait for him by the 
door. As we headed out of the small office I noticed 
for the first time that we had had an audience. A dozen 
men and women were staring at the door to the office 
from various vantage points around the store and they 
all seemed to be just as shocked as I was. 

Mom and I waited outside as instructed. We didn't 
speak, there wasn't anything to say. 

We were joined in a few minutes by Kara. She came up to 
us with a look of concern on her face. She ran her 
fingers through my hair and quietly asked, "How old are 
you honey?"

I told her my age and she shook her head. "I guess you 
got into this the same way that my husband and I did. 
You don't have a choice?"

My mother glanced at the office door and nodded.

Kara said, "I wish I could help you, I can't. If it 
helps I can tell you that this lifestyle can grow on 
you. My husband and I didn't have a choice at first 
either. We could get out of this now, but we don't. We 
don't want to, at least not yet."

She put her arms around me and whispered, "Hang in 
there honey. Just keep telling yourself, 'It's only 
sex'. Nothing lasts forever."

I smiled at her. I knew she wanted to help. All three 
of us knew that there was nothing that she could do. It 
did help to have someone in a similar situation tell me 
that it would get better though. 

I don't believe I said a word to Larry the entire time 
we were in the store. When we had the clothes loaded in 
the car though, I asked him if there was a dress code 
at the high school because at my school skirts were 
required to be no more than two inches above the knee 
and girls were required to wear a bra.

Not one of the skirts or dresses that we had bought 
today was more than two inches below my crotch and many 
of the tops were sheer or semi-sheer. I couldn't have 
worn any of these things to my old school. Not even 
with a bra. And apparently I was only allowed to wear a 
bra on special occasions. 

Larry smiled and said, "Don't worry Sara. The dress 
code is very lax at your new school. The only actual 
prohibition is that you are not allowed to wear any 
articles of clothing with suggestive sayings written on 
them. I doubt if anyone will say anything though, since 
your stepfather is on the School Board. There have been 
attempts to make the dress code stricter but there is a 
core of dirty old men like me that like it just the way 
it is. So your only problem is going to be all the boys 
hitting on you at school."

"Is it?" I asked. "Is that going to be my only 
problem?"

Larry chuckled as he drove out of the parking lot and 
down the road. "I can't guarantee that Chase won't make 
things difficult for you. You know how boys are."

That was what I had been worrying about. He was pretty 
much giving Chase permission to make my life at school 
even more of a hell than it would otherwise be. Just 
wearing my new clothes to school guaranteed that I was 
going to have a hard time of it. The girls were going 
to look down on me for dressing like a slut, and the 
boys were going to expect me to act like one. There was 
no doubt in my mind that Chase would get a kick out of 
making things at school even more difficult for me. 

Larry drove us to a small restaurant on the edge of 
town that had outside seating. Before we got out of the 
car he instructed both of us to unbutton the top three 
buttons and bottom two buttons on our dresses. He 
instructed us that we were not to adjust our dresses 
once we stepped out of the car. There was a light 
breeze blowing, but we were just to ignore it.

Before getting out I looked down at my dress. My newly 
shaved pussy was well below the lowest button that was 
still fastened. I could tell that when I stood up I 
would be exposed if the breeze caught my dress. The top 
gaped open exposing most of my breasts. All of the 
inner portion right up to the nipples was on display. I 
wasn't sure what was going to happen when the wind 
blew. No, that isn't true. I knew what was going to 
happen. I was going to be exposed. I just didn't know 
how bad it was going to be.

Larry got out and I took a deep breath and opened my 
door. We followed him to an outside table and as we 
walked through the parking lot and up the sidewalk my 
skirt blew open several times. The need to grab it and 
hold it closed in front of me was nearly overpowering. 
I was so focused on my exposed pussy that I almost 
didn't notice that my top was also blowing open, 
totally exposing my right breast. 

I managed to force myself to keep my arms at my side 
but I could feel my face getting bright red. Everyone 
that saw me knew by the look on my face that I was 
aware of how much of myself I was exposing. That made 
it even worse.

I stared at Larry's back as he led the way through the 
outside seating area and selected a table in the far 
corner. Only half of the tables were occupied, probably 
because it was so breezy out here. I don't think that 
it was a coincidence that he chose a table next to a 
table occupied by four middle aged men who looked like 
they had just come from the golf course.

I heard their conversation stop suddenly as we 
approached their table and I couldn't help seeing the 
looks on their faces when they saw our exposed flesh. 

They continued to stare at us as we sat near them. 
Larry sat facing them and instructed my mother and me 
to sit on either side of him. 

As I took my seat I saw that my mother was having just 
as much trouble with her dress as I was with mine. I 
could see all of one of her breasts and most of the 
other, and as she pulled her chair out I saw her dress 
blow up exposing her shaved pussy. 

We took our seats and a young waiter came over quickly. 
He was blushing but there was no doubt that he enjoyed 
the view. I saw a growing bulge in his pants as he took 
our orders. He was trying to act professional, but he 
couldn't help staring at all of our exposed flesh. I 
couldn't blame him I guess.

After the waiter left we were quiet. My mother and I 
were both staring at our table, too ashamed to look 
around and meet anyone's gaze. I knew that everyone at 
the dozen or so occupied table out here had seen my 
breasts and my pussy as we made our way to our table. I 
could feel them staring at us now and I knew what they 
were thinking. Maybe it wouldn't have been so bad if I 
actually was a slut. I wasn't though. At least not yet, 
and I hated it that all of these people had seen my 
tits and my pussy and were certain that both my mother 
and I were sluts. They may have even thought that we 
were prostitutes! God knows we were dressed like it.

After the waiter came back with our drinks Larry leaned 
back in his chair and said, "You two are taking this 
shit much too seriously. You have to lighten up. You 
are providing a public service. You entertain people 
and you get their hearts to beating faster. You should 
get more satisfaction from the good work you are doing. 
I want you both to lean back in your seats and look 
around at the people who you are helping. And a smile 
wouldn't kill either one of you."

My mother and I looked up from the table and looked at 
each other and I could see that she was just as 
embarrassed as I was. I watched her reluctantly sit 
back in her chair and as she did her breasts were 
nearly exposed. I couldn't see her lap because of the 
table, but I knew that her skirt would be splayed open 
and her pussy exposed because that was what I saw when 
I looked down at my own lap.

I saw Larry watching her with an amused smile on his 
face and then he turned to look at me. I don't know why 
I kept letting him do these things to me. I don't know 
where I got the strength to obey him. I sat up straight 
and then leaned back in my chair. Just as I did the top 
of my dress caught a light breeze and blew open, 
totally exposing one of my breasts to the four golfers. 

I glanced down and saw that most of my lower abdomen 
was on display too. My dress had spread apart and even 
the area where I used to keep my pubic hair was now 
openly displayed. Complying with the next half of the 
order was the hard part though. How could I look around 
and meet the gazes of the other customers around us?

I heard Larry as he muttered, "Don't you fucking cunts 
make me repeat myself," in a very stern voice. After a 
pause he added, "And I want to see some fucking smiles 
god damn it!"

I tried. I tried very hard to smile. I had no doubt 
that it looked more like a grimace though. I began to 
turn my head and look at the other people in the café. 
I started with the four golfers at the next table. 

I think that they had begun to get an idea of what was 
going on. I don't know if they heard Larry ordering us 
around, but it must have been obvious that we were 
doing this against our will. Our expressions and the 
fact that we were acting in concert should have given 
it away if nothing else did. 

I didn't see sympathy on their faces though. I saw 
lust. All four of them were staring at our exposed 
flesh and they were not even trying to be discreet 
about it. But then, we were not being discreet about 
displaying ourselves, so why should they.

I saw the looks on their faces and then looked away as 
quickly as possible. I looked around at the other 
tables and I saw that almost everyone was watching us. 
Most of the men that were in the company of a woman 
were being more careful. They weren't staring. They 
kept looking though.

I saw a couple of women who seemed to think that what 
we were doing was amusing. Most of them didn't. They 
were looking at us with obvious and well deserved 
disgust. They didn't know, and couldn't tell from where 
they sat that we were being forced to display our 
bodies this way. I know what I would have thought about 
two women who dressed like we were and displayed their 
bodies like we were if I had seen them two days ago. 

After I allowed my eyes to wander over the faces of the 
other customers for a few moments I glanced back at the 
golfers. The nearest man at their table stood up and 
came over and introduced himself.

He had a huge smile and a huge hard on and didn't try 
to hide it either. He said, "I just wanted to introduce 
myself. My name is Jim Tucker. I wanted to tell you how 
much my friends and I have been enjoying the view since 
you came in. You ladies are truly beautiful and in 
appreciation we would like to pay for your lunch if you 
don't mind."

Larry reached out and shook Jim's hand and said, "Mr. 
Tucker, I'm Larry Flack. This lovely lady on my right 
is my fiancée, Karen and this is her lovely daughter 
Sara. As you can probably tell from their expressions 
they are a bit embarrassed. I am working at loosening 
them up a little. They are both much too uptight. You 
don't need to buy us lunch, but why don't you join us 
for a few minutes. The view is much better from here."

Jim went back over to his table and whispered excitedly 
to his buddies. In a moment they had picked up their 
beers and were pulling chairs around our table. I had 
mixed emotions about this. I was nervous about them 
being so close, but now that they had joined us the 
other patrons didn't have such a clear view of our 
exposed flesh.

Introductions were made and the conversation was a bit 
strained at first. The golfers were enjoying the show, 
but now that they knew that we were the fiancé and 
future stepdaughter of the man that had invited them 
over they were afraid to say or do anything to upset 
him.

Larry soon lightened the mood. "Gentlemen, as I told 
Jim when I invited him over, I am concerned that my 
future bride and my stepdaughter are much too uptight. 
So I am trying very hard to loosen them up a little. 
Please don't be shy around them. Feel free to comment, 
look, even touch. Just don't get us arrested."

I gasped in shock at that invitation to four total 
strangers. You would think by now I would have come to 
expect that sort of offer. The idea that they had just 
been given permission to touch us sent shivers of fear 
through me.

Jim had been quick to take one of the empty seats 
beside me when they came over. He was clearly the most 
brazen of the four men. He smiled at me and inched his 
chair a little closer and asked, "How old are you 
Sara?"

I tried to answer and my voice broke. I picked up my 
coke and tried to take a sip. My hand was shaking so 
bad I almost spilled it. Everyone seemed to find that 
amusing. I managed to take a sip and finally cleared my 
throat and answered quietly, "I'm sixteen, sir."

He was obviously not the least put off that I was a 
minor. In fact, he grinned even wider and said, "Holy 
shit! You are a pretty little thing. I have a daughter 
your age. Sometimes she really pisses me off. She 
parades around in tiny little outfits, flashing her 
panties at me or wearing something with her boobs 
showing. It's like she is trying to turn me on. I sit 
beside her when she wears those short shorts or those 
tiny little skirts and I am dying to put my hand on her 
leg and slide it up and feel that cute little cooze of 
hers rubbing against my fingers. You don't mind if I 
slide my hand up your leg and rub your little cooze do 
you Sara?"

It's like the sick fuck was mad at me because he 
couldn't fuck his damned daughter! I wanted to tell him 
what I really thought, but I didn't dare. Instead I 
said what I knew Larry wanted me to say. "No sir. I 
don't mind."

It had to be obvious from my expression and from the 
tone of my voice that I did mind. He didn't care. His 
hand came to rest on my thigh and moved slowly up to my 
tight slit. I glanced down and saw his hand. His little 
finger was lightly touching my slit. Larry reached down 
on the other side and pulled my legs open. He asked, 
"Isn't that the prettiest cunt you ever saw?"

Jim said, "It damned sure is." As he spoke his finger 
began working its way inside my pussy and I groaned in 
abject humiliation as this complete stranger took 
advantage of me in front of his friends. At first I was 
so wrapped up in my plight that I had not noticed that 
one of the other men had his arm around my mother and 
his hand was inside her dress and holding her breast.

Larry cautioned Jim, "Be careful there Jim. Sara is 
still a virgin. Don't want to ruin the poor girl."

Jim looked up at Larry and it was his turn to be 
shocked. He said, "You are shitting me, right?! This 
bitch is sitting here with her tits and her cunt 
exposed to a couple of dozen people, and she is a 
virgin?"

Larry smiled and said, "See for yourself."

Jim did just that. I felt his finger move deeper slowly 
and I felt the tip of it come into contact with my 
hymen. He exclaimed, "I'll be a son of a bitch!"

He moved his finger away from the thin membrane, but 
left it inside of me as he looked back up at Larry and 
said, "Man, I'll give you a thousand dollars to let me 
pop the bitch."

Larry laughed and said, "Sorry Jim. I made an agreement 
with her mother. As long as she and her mother do 
everything that I say until sweet young Sara graduates 
from college I will let her remain a virgin."

Jim got thoughtful as he thought about what Larry had 
just told him. Then he grinned and said, "She does 
everything you say? I would love to have my daughter do 
everything I tell her. You'll have to tell me how you 
managed that. What kinds of things are included in 
everything you say Larry? That sounds like there's a 
lot of room to play around with."

Larry chuckled and said, "There is indeed. The how is 
easy, blackmail. As for what she will do, she learned 
how to suck cocks yesterday and practiced all afternoon 
on me and my three sons. And as you can see she dresses 
to please me. She even put on a nice show with her 
mother yesterday. They both got to eat pussy for the 
first time. I have to tell you, there is nothing hotter 
than watching a mother and daughter in a nice hot 
sixty-nine!" Then he turned to me and said, "That was 
the first time you ever ate a pussy wasn't it Sara?"

I couldn't go on like this! I was sitting here in 
public and I might as well be naked. A strange man had 
his finger in my pussy and my brief but degrading 
sexual history was being openly discussed with four 
complete strangers. I was so embarrassed that I was 
sure that I was going to faint. I realized after a 
moment that I was hyperventilating and I managed to 
take a few deep breaths and calm down a little. 

I heard Larry say, "Sara?" It took a moment for me to 
remember the question. I said, "Yes sir. That was the 
first time."

Jim chuckled and asked, "So yesterday was the first 
time you ever sucked a cock or ate a pussy? And your 
mother's cunt is the only one that you ever ate?"

I nodded.

I saw the waiter coming out with our orders and I 
prayed that these men would turn us loose. I wasn't 
hungry anymore. I was much too upset to eat now. I just 
didn't want that young waiter, who wasn't much older 
than I was, to see my mother and I like this.

I should have known better. The men sat up as the 
waiter approached, but Jim's finger remained buried in 
my pussy and his friend's hand remained wrapped around 
my mother's breast as the waiter set our lunches down 
in front of us and took orders for another round of 
drinks.

After the waiter left, the man that was sitting on the 
other side of Jim said, "Hey Jim, let's trade seats for 
a few minutes. I want to check that little fox out 
too!"

Jim smiled and said, "I have a better idea Bubba." He 
removed his finger from my pussy and forced it into my 
mouth and they all watched me suck his finger clean. 
Then he stood up and guided me from my seat to the one 
he had just been using. He sat down on the other side 
of me and now I had a stranger on either side of me. 

He looked at Larry to make sure it was okay and Larry 
just smiled. Seeing Larry's reaction, and thinking it 
was a good idea, the man that was pawing my mother 
stood up and traded seats with her. Now we each had men 
on either side of us and they were all over us as if we 
were doing this in private somewhere. 

Jim put his arm around my shoulders and reached into my 
dress to feel my breasts while Bubba began to explore 
my dripping wet pussy. They commented on how wet I was 
and how tight I was and how firm my breasts were. Jim 
pulled my dress open wider so that Bubba and the two 
men on the other side of the table could see my tits. 
They complimented me on my hard nipples and Bubba 
forced two large black fingers inside of my opening and 
began to gently massage my clit with his thumb. 

I had tears running down my cheeks as I leaned my head 
back against Jim's arm and whispered, "Please stop. Oh 
god, I can't take this anymore!" Then I grabbed Bubba's 
wrist with one hand and Jim's thigh with the other and 
bit my lip hard to keep from screaming as I had an 
orgasm. 

When I finally was able to open my eyes again I looked 
right into the face of the young waiter who looked just 
as embarrassed as I was. He served the tray of drinks 
he had brought out with him and with one last look at 
my exposed flesh he departed hastily.

The pawing went for quite some time. I can't really say 
how long, it seemed like hours. It may have been that 
long. The four golfers engaged Larry in idle 
conversation, sometimes about some part of my mother's 
anatomy, sometimes about me, sometimes just casual 
conversation. But for the entire time my mother and I 
had the hands of two strange men exploring our bodies 
boldly.

The men eventually finished their beers and paid their 
tab. The only person that came close and had a good 
look at what they were doing to us was the bus boy when 
he cleaned off the table that the golfers had been 
sitting at before they joined us and the waiter when he 
came back with our checks. 

I kept glancing around and I saw that the other patrons 
knew what was going on even if they couldn't see our 
exposed flesh any longer. They could see the men with 
their hands inside our tops and between our legs and it 
was obvious what they were doing. 

My mother and I never really got a chance to eat. That 
was okay though. We had both lost our appetites. Larry 
finished his sandwich and had a beer while he enjoyed 
watching the four strangers torment us. I couldn't even 
imagine why this was amusing for him. I mean, wouldn't 
he have gotten more out of it if he had just taken us 
home and had sex with us?!

As disturbing as it was though, he did enjoy it. He 
seemed to get a huge kick out of watching my mother and 
me getting tormented this way. Eventually he asked the 
men to let us put ourselves together so that we could 
get ready to leave. I was so relieved when the hands 
were removed from my body that I sobbed. 

Jim patted my thigh and said, "Don't cry Sara, just 
because we stop feeling you up doesn't mean we don't 
love you!"

Everyone laughed at that. Everyone but me and my mother 
that is. We were finally able to sit up straight and 
Larry even allowed us to button the extra buttons that 
Jim and his friends had managed to unfasten while they 
were groping us, but no more than that.

My entire body was tingling. I didn't know if it was 
arousal. It embarrassed me to admit it, but I couldn't 
help becoming aroused by all of that intimate touching. 
Or was it just from the humiliation? I felt my heart 
beat returning to a more normal rate and the blush 
leaving my skin as I sat up straight and covered 
myself.

I had gone back to staring at the table in front of me 
as Larry left some money on the table for the waiter 
and actually thanked the golfers for an entertaining 
afternoon! The son of a bitch thanked them for 
molesting me! 

They laughed and joked among themselves for a few more 
minutes and then we all got up and left together. I 
felt the disapproving eyes of the women customers and 
the lust filled eyes of the men following us as we 
left.

When we got to the parking lot Larry opened the car 
doors and told us to get in. He went off and spoke 
quietly with Jim and his four friends. I think that it 
was obvious that we would be seeing them again.

My mother put her arm around my shoulder and I felt her 
sobbing quietly beside me. I looked over and I felt so 
sorry for her. I knew that she didn't know how to get 
us out of this mess and that it was destroying her to 
see me molested like this. It would have been 
intolerable for her if it was just her that was being 
treated this way. She was a very shy and self-conscious 
woman. To see me abused this way must be more than she 
could take.

For a moment I felt sorrier for her than I did for 
myself. I leaned against her and she hugged me and I 
said, "It's okay mom. I know it isn't your fault. We'll 
get through this. Don't let the bastard make you cry."

She hugged me and said, "Oh god Sara. I am so very 
sorry. I guess I should call the cops. I thought that 
if we did what he wanted I could keep you out of a 
foster home. But a foster home must be better than 
this."

I shuddered at the idea of being shuffled from foster 
home to foster home. But even worse than that was the 
thought of my poor, naïve, sensitive mother in a 
prison. I couldn't stand the thought of my mother in 
prison. I knew that I would have to be strong for her. 
She had so many problems of her own and the abuse she 
was being subjected to was much worse than what I had 
to deal with.

I hugged her back and said quietly, "No mom. I would 
probably be getting molested in a foster home too. 
We've both heard those horror stories. But I couldn't 
stand it if you went to prison. I can handle this. It 
won't be easy, but you have it worse than I do. We have 
to get through this, that's all. I have to believe that 
it will get easier. At least we will get used to it. I 
doubt if it can keep up at this level all the time. 
Please mom, I'll be strong if you will. But I need you 
to be strong too. I can't handle this if you give up."

That was as far as our mutual pity party got before 
Larry opened his door and got in. 

Mom and I pulled apart and Larry saw the tears in mom's 
eyes. I was watching him. He just smiled. He put his 
seatbelt on and started the car without saying a word. 
As he put the car in gear and drove off his hand moved 
automatically to my mother's crotch. Just as 
automatically she spread her legs to allow him access.

I turned to look out the window as we drove off. I 
assumed that we were heading home finally. You know 
what they say about people who assume don't you?

We drove a few blocks and pulled into an empty parking 
lot in front of an office building. Larry said, "Get 
out ladies."

I opened my door and as I stepped out I saw that two 
cars had pulled in behind us. The four men from the 
café were getting out of the cars. Jim nodded at Larry 
and we followed him to the office building in silence. 
Jim unlocked the front door and then locked it behind 
us.

I thought that it was eerie the way everyone was 
following along silently as if we were a criminal gang 
about to commit a crime. Then it occurred to me, a 
crime was about to be committed, rape. My mother and I 
were about to be raped, again. It was obvious what we 
were here for.

We got into the elevator and as soon as I stepped 
inside Jim grabbed me and pulled into his arms. He 
leaned down and kissed me passionately and as 
disgusting as it was to kiss that horrible old man I 
knew better than to resist. My life was in Larry's 
hands now and I didn't want to piss him off. It was 
nearly impossible, but I had to keep reminding myself 
that I could never say no.

I returned Jim's kiss, though less than 
enthusiastically. As we kissed his hands moved over my 
body roughly. He was as grabby as a teenage boy!

The elevator doors opened and we went down the hall to 
Jim's office. As soon as we were inside he pulled me 
back into his arms and leered down at me and said, 
"Larry tells me that even though you just started 
giving blowjobs yesterday you can already deepthroat. 
Is that right Sara?"

I nodded. I don't know why it was such a big fucking 
deal to guys. Guys are all hot to get into your pussy 
all the time but as soon as they get the chance they 
want to stick their cocks down your throat or up your 
ass. Christ! It's like they don't even need girls! They 
all have mouths and asses, why don't they just have sex 
with each other?!

Larry had taken a seat in a leather chair just inside 
the door. He got comfortable and said, "You girls go 
ahead and take off your dresses. You don't want to mess 
them up."

I stepped away from Jim and I saw that my mother had 
been getting the same treatment from one of the other 
guys. She pulled out of his arms and we both unbuttoned 
the few remaining buttons on our dresses and stood 
naked. It would have been a bigger deal if we had not 
been openly displayed all afternoon and groped by these 
guys for almost the entire time. 

While mom and I were undressing the men all pulled 
their pants off and stood around with just their polo 
shirts and socks on. They looked pretty silly. The 
other two men, Tom and Jeff, pulled my mother to her 
knees and she started sucking their cocks, alternating 
back and forth between them.

A moment later I was being pushed to my knees in front 
of Jim and Bubba. I learned a couple of things right 
away. The first thing I learned was that golf must be a 
harder game than it looked like on television. Jim's 
crotch was sweaty and smelly and it was almost 
overpowering. I had a hell of a time not gagging as I 
took his short, fat cock into my mouth and started 
sucking. 

While I was sucking Jim, Bubba bent down and teased my 
breasts some more. After all the time they had spent 
playing with my nipples at the café they were getting 
sore. But it isn't like this was going to be a 
pleasurable experience for me anyway.

Jim's cock got hard quickly and soon I was taking it 
down my throat. His cock wasn't as long as Larry's. It 
wasn't even as long as Chase or Brad's cocks. But it 
was uncomfortably fat. I had a hard time getting it 
started down my throat. He was kind enough to help 
though. He saw me struggling with it and he grabbed my 
head in both of his fat hands and thrust his hips 
forward and his cock suddenly slid down my throat. It 
was painful, but I was used to that, pretty much. The 
most unpleasant part was still the horrible sour smell 
of sweat. I could hardly breathe.

I don't know if it was all the time he had spent 
molesting me in the café or if he was just so turned on 
by getting sucked off by a teenage girl that reminded 
him of his daughter. Whatever the reason, he didn't 
last five minutes. But then, maybe that was as long as 
he lasted all the time. All I know is I was so thankful 
that it was over and I could catch a breath of fresh 
air for a second or two. That was about all the time I 
got before Bubba stepped in front of me and took his 
place.

I mentioned earlier that I learned a couple of things 
right away. The second thing I learned was that 
sometimes the stereotypes are true. Bubba was hung like 
a horse! His long, fat cock was so black it was almost 
purple. It must have been a foot long. I'm not 
exaggerating. 

I looked at it for a moment and then I looked up at him 
and I know he must have seen the terror in my face. I 
shook my head and whispered, "I can't……not with that! 
It won't…oh god Mister. I can't take that down my 
throat!"

Bubba chuckled and said, "Don't worry little girl. I 
know you can't swallow my meat. But you can sure as 
hell suck me off. You can do that can't you?"

I nodded. I was so relieved that he wasn't expecting me 
to take it down my throat that I found myself wanting 
to do a good job of just sucking his cock. I realized 
how crazy that was. I was just grateful that he wasn't 
going to hurt me.

I reached out and took it in my right hand and cradled 
his huge balls in my left hand. I leaned forward and 
kissed and licked the huge head of his cock and I 
noticed that, although I could smell his sweat, it 
wasn't that sour, unpleasant smell that had permeated 
the air when Jim had pulled his pants down. I suddenly 
realized that Jim probably had not bathed in days. It 
was not the smell of a warm day on the golf course that 
was so unpleasant. It was the stench of a body that was 
unwashed for god knows how long. 

I shivered in revulsion. Not at having to suck Bubba's 
big black cock, though I didn't want to do that either. 
But the revulsion was from thinking about Jim's nasty 
cock in my mouth and that horrible smell.

I began to suck Bubba's cock enthusiastically. I almost 
felt sorry for him. It was an impressive piece of male 
flesh, but I imagine he has a hard time getting a good 
blowjob. Hell, I'd be afraid to take that thing in my 
pussy. It looked dangerous!

I managed to take about three inches of Bubba's cock in 
my mouth and I worked the rest of it with my hand. I 
could tell that he liked it and was excited by the idea 
of getting sucked off by a pretty young white girl. He 
lasted a lot longer than Jim though. I was exhausted 
when he grabbed my head and said, "Okay baby. Get 
ready. I'm about to shoot my cum in your pretty little 
mouth and it's gonna be a big load. I feel it cumming!"

He was right. I pulled my mouth back to the head of his 
cock and I had to swallow three mouthfuls before he 
finally finished cumming. I wondered as I was licking 
the last few drops from the end of his cock if he 
always came that much. That had been unbelievable.

Bubba pulled his cock from my mouth finally and I 
looked around to see the others all sitting in chairs 
against the wall. My mother was sucking Larry's cock 
while he watched Bubba using me. The other two men had 
finished using my mom, I saw cum dripping out of her 
pussy and a thin stream of it glistening on her thigh.

Larry caught me looking at them and crooked his finger 
at me. I got up and went over to him and he said, "Your 
mother can't leave here like this. Her cunt is a mess. 
Get down there and clean it up."

I know I had done it yesterday. That didn't make it any 
easier this time. I shuddered in revulsion as I dropped 
to my knees. I looked at her red, swollen pussy and the 
cum that was draining out of her. I guess it wasn't 
really that much. It was probably just two or three 
tablespoons and it had stopped draining out of her. It 
had turned from white to an almost clear fluid on her 
leg. But the smell was strong and the idea of it was 
revolting. 

I flashed back to a few hours earlier when I had seen 
Kara eating her husband's cum out of mom's pussy almost 
eagerly. I had almost thrown up just watching her! I 
wasn't sure that I could do this.

I looked up at Larry. I wanted to beg him not to make 
me do this. But I saw that all five of them were 
watching eagerly and I realized that Larry was getting 
off on being able to make us do disgusting things to 
amuse his new friends. They loved the idea of a teenage 
girl being forced to suck her mother's pussy for their 
entertainment. They were all just a bunch of sick 
fucks!

I leaned forward and the closer I got the worse the 
smell was. I started licking where the thin trail of 
cum ended, three quarters of the way down to her knees. 
I licked it up slowly, trying hard not to think about 
what I was doing. I don't suppose there are a lot of 
things in the world that are more disgusting than 
licking up cum that has drained out of your mother's 
pussy for the amusement of five fucking freaks.

It wasn't so bad I guess. The taste was just the taste 
of cum. I had consumed a lot of that in the last 
twenty-four hours. I just had to try not to think about 
where it was coming from. That got harder when I was 
actually licking her slit, getting the last traces of 
it. I finished up by sliding my tongue through her slit 
and that was when Larry came in her mouth. 

I was afraid that the men would want to go again. They 
may have. But Larry stood up and zipped his pants up 
and said, "Gentlemen, it has been very entertaining. I 
have to get going though. Thank you for a pleasant 
afternoon."

They all thanked him eagerly for providing the services 
of me and my mother and sincerely hoped to be able to 
get together again. Jim reminded him that if he ever 
changed his mind about my virginity he would be willing 
to increase the offer he had made. He would dearly love 
to fuck me. I was suddenly much more grateful that my 
mother had made her deal with Larry to preserve my 
virginity. The idea of that nasty old man laying on top 
of me and fucking me was enough to turn my stomach.

My mother and I put our dresses back on and once the 
men were dressed we all left. We finally went home and 
the boys helped us unload our bags of new clothing. 
After the bags were separated I took a quick shower and 
brushed my teeth for a very long time. Then I started 
going through my new wardrobe of slut clothes and 
removing labels and putting things away. 

I was just about finished when Larry came into my room. 
He asked where I had put my crop tops and I showed him 
the drawer. He went through them and picked out one 
that said, "Pet My Pussy!" He handed it to me and told 
me to put on my shortest skirt and go downstairs. He 
went down the hall and I got dressed and went 
downstairs.

As soon as I got downstairs Chase called me over and 
pulled me into his lap. He pulled my top up, baring my 
breasts and then he began to nibble on my nipple while 
his fingers caressed my pussy. 

That was how mom found me when she came down a few 
minutes later wearing a similar outfit except that her 
top said, "I Swallow!" Her skirt was as short as mine. 
Larry came in and pulled me to my feet and looked us 
over and told my mother to put together a list of 
whatever they were short of so that we could go grocery 
shopping.

While mom was going through the cabinets and the 
refrigerator Chase pulled me back into his lap and 
pulled my top back up. Larry told us that if anyone 
offered to pet my pussy or give mom a chance to swallow 
we were to smile and accept their offer. He handed my 
mother the keys to a small SUV and told us where the 
nearest grocery store was. 

Meanwhile, Chase was whispering, "I missed your sweet 
ass today Sara. I've been thinking about your naked 
body all day and I'm horny as hell. It's killing me 
that we can't fuck your sweet pussy though. Maybe I 
just need to get you so fucking hot you'll rape me."

When he gently teased my pussy like he was doing now I 
almost thought he could do it! I hated the situation 
that my mother and I were in. The whole purpose seemed 
to be to degrade and abuse us. But my body knew what it 
liked and sometimes it really liked what they were 
doing to it.

Mom was finally ready and she said to Larry, "I get the 
impression that you and your boys have been living like 
dorm rats. I'm going to buy some healthy food and start 
cooking proper meals." 

She spoke deferentially, but she was clear about what 
kind of food she was going to buy and prepare. 

Larry said, "That's just fine." He did give her a short 
list of some things he didn't want her to buy. No 
liver, no cauliflower, and no green or red peppers. 
Other than that mom was free to buy what she wanted.

I was pulled out of Chase's lap again and I put my 
slutty clothes back in order. I would have felt a 
little better about this tiny skirt if I had a pair of 
panties on under it.

We went out to the Lexus SUV and mom drove us to the 
grocery store that Larry had given her directions to. 
This was the yuppie side of town. The houses in the 
area were expensive and the shops were upscale. I 
looked around as we pulled into the parking lot and all 
I could see were BMWs, Cadillacs, Mercedes, you get the 
idea. 

I looked at the people coming and going and everyone 
looked so sophisticated. Even in tight jeans and 
stylish tops you could tell that they were the country 
club type. And then there was mom and me in our slutty 
tops and micro miniskirts. We looked like prostitutes, 
again!

We sat there for a moment after mom shut the car off 
and looked around. I heard mom moan and then she 
covered her face with her hands and started crying. I 
heard her whisper, "Oh god, I can't do this."

I leaned over the center console and put my arm around 
her and she turned and put her arms around me and we 
both sat there and cried for several minutes. She 
finally started to get control of herself and she sat 
up and held my face in her hands and kissed me on the 
forehead. Then she got a couple of tissues out of her 
purse and we tried to pull ourselves together.

Once she had mopped up her tears and looked pretty 
normal, except for her moist, red eyes, she smiled 
wryly and said, "You wait in the car honey. I'll do the 
shopping and be out in about half an hour or so. There 
is no sense in both of us going through this."

I reached over and squeezed her hand and said, 
"Unfortunately this is not the worst thing that will 
happen to me in the next two years. We might as well 
get used to it. Besides, knowing Larry he might have 
someone checking up on us. Remember what he said, if we 
disobey any order then all bets are off."

I chuckled then and added, "Though I have to admit that 
there have been a couple of times in the last day and a 
half when I was ready to end the deal. Sometimes….well, 
you know."

Mom smiled and said, "Yeah, I know. I'm sorry Sara. I'm 
so, so sorry."

"It's okay mom. I really do understand. You were 
desperate and you were worried about me. I know you 
aren't a thief."

We both checked our faces again in the mirrors and 
reluctantly got out of the car. We started attracting 
attention as soon as we started across the parking lot. 
People stopped and gaped at us and continued to stare 
as we passed them and made our way to the store. It was 
no less humiliating than our afternoon at the sidewalk 
café had been.

We entered the store and I got a cart and began 
following my mother around the store while she shopped. 
I had to be careful to stand up straight. This skirt 
did not allow for bending over. If I leaned over even 
slightly the cheeks of my ass came into view.

The reactions we received inside were the same as we 
had received outside. No one actually spoke to us as we 
shopped. No one attempted to pet my pussy. But two 
teenage boys began following us around the store when 
we were almost done. They gradually followed closer as 
we finished up the last few aisles and their comments 
became more and more suggestive. They weren't speaking 
to us. But they were deliberately speaking loud enough 
so that we could hear what they said about us.

We tried to ignore them but I guess when we didn't say 
or do anything to discourage them they got braver. They 
didn't do anything though, not until we had checked out 
and we were pushing the buggy out to the car. 

Mom opened the back of the SUV and the boys watched us 
bending over to put the groceries in. One of the boys 
finally got up the nerve and asked, "Hey, those things 
you have written over your tits, are they for real?" 

I sighed, I guess it was inevitable. I didn't look 
around at him though. I continued loading the car but I 
said, "Yes, they are for real."

There was only a slight pause between my response and 
the time it took him to decide to go for it. I felt his 
hand between my legs and I didn't fight him. I spread 
my legs a little more and continued putting groceries 
in the car. 

His hand was roughly groping my pussy and he started to 
push a couple of fingers inside of me. I clamped my 
thighs together and said, "Take it easy! I'm still a 
virgin. The shirt says pet my pussy, not stick your 
fist inside of me!"

He stopped what he was doing and pulled his fingers out 
of my pussy. He began to gently caress my pussy then, 
but under these circumstances I wasn't likely to get 
any pleasure out of it. 

He asked, "Is that better?"

I sighed and said, "That's just fine."

He continued to rub his fingers over my pussy and I 
spread my thighs for him again. As he felt me up he 
asked, "No shit? You are really a virgin?"

I just nodded my head. We were down to the last couple 
of grocery bags and I hoped that this was about over.

He asked, "Why are you wearing that shirt? Why are you 
letting me do this if you are a virgin?"

I thought that was a damned good question. I just 
couldn't answer it. After I put the last of the bags in 
the car I said, "It's a long story and we don't have 
time. We don't have a choice. We have to do what we are 
told."

I had been so distracted by the boy standing behind me 
feeling me up that I hadn't even noticed that the other 
boy was doing the same thing to my mother. Well, not 
quite the same thing. He must have had his fingers 
inside of her. You could actually hear the sneer in his 
voice when he said, "This one isn't a fucking virgin!"

I looked over at him and said, "No, my mother is not a 
virgin. It's been real, but we have to go now. We have 
frozen food here that we have to get home."

The boy behind me said, "That's too bad. I'd like to 
give your mom a chance to show us how good she is at 
swallowing. Maybe we can do that some other time."

They finally pulled their hands away and we all 
straightened up. They started to back away but the one 
that had been feeling me up asked, "What's your name?"

I almost lied to him. But I figured it was safe to give 
him my first name. So I did. Then we hurriedly got in 
the car and drove off before they decided that they 
just had to see my mother swallow. If they had demanded 
it we would have felt compelled to obey. Since they 
didn't we could honestly say that we didn't refuse 
anyone.

Mom only drove a block before she pulled into a parking 
lot and shut the car off. She leaned back and shut her 
eyes and said, "Sara, I am so sorry. For sixteen years 
my life has been all about protecting you. Now look 
what I have done."

I felt so sorry for her. With all of the terrible 
things that have been happening to her she is so 
concerned with me. I reached over and grabbed her hand 
and said, "Mom, stop worrying about me so much. I'm 
just as sorry about this strange situation as you are. 
But I'm handling it just fine. I'm not the first 
sixteen year old girl that ever got groped or sucked a 
guy off. To be honest, I am probably one of the very 
few virgins left in my class. I wouldn't be surprised 
to find out that some of my friends would be jealous if 
they knew what was happening to me! I think girls now 
are probably different than when you were growing up. 
Not as fragile maybe?"

She looked over at me and I could see that she wanted 
to believe that. I smiled and said, "Let's make a deal. 
All you have to worry about is you. Then only thing 
that I need you to do for me is to be strong. I don't 
mean that you have to act like you enjoy what they are 
doing to us. But like Larry said, it's just sex. You 
just worry about yourself. I'll be fine. Okay?"

She squeezed my hand and sighed loudly. She said, "I 
don't know Sara. You're my baby. No mother should ever 
have to see her baby treated the way they are treating 
you."

I squeezed her hand again and said, "I can handle it 
mom. It really is just sex. And I can't deny that some 
of it has been pretty exciting. Neither can you! So 
I'll be strong for you and you be strong for me and 
fuck 'em if they can't take a joke."

Mom's eyes got wide and then she burst out laughing. 
Then she shook her head and said, "My baby said fuck!"

Then we both laughed. And we both felt a little better. 
Maybe even a lot better. She leaned over and kissed me 
and said, "Alright, you have a deal. And fuck 'em if 
they can't take a joke!"

She restarted the car and drove us back to our new 
home. We started unloading the groceries and all three 
of the boys came out to help. Mom and I went upstairs 
and undressed and then came back down and put the food 
away. When the groceries were all put away she started 
supper while Chase led me out to the patio.

I was led to a cushion on the deck and Larry got up and 
came over. I noticed that all three boys had now 
gathered around and I assumed that I would be giving 
everyone blowjobs again. Larry and his tribe had 
something else in mind though. 

Larry ordered me to get down on my hands and knees and 
tell them all about my shopping trip. 

I got down and Larry dropped to his knees behind me and 
began to play with my ass while I told him about our 
grocery shopping. There wasn't much to tell. I told him 
how humiliated we had been and about the way other 
customers had looked at us. It didn't get interesting 
for him until I mentioned the two boys and I started 
going into more detail then.

As I told him about the way they groped us and the 
conversation about my virginity, Larry touched his 
finger to my asshole. It felt cold and I jumped as it 
entered me. I realized that he had some kind of 
lubricant on it and suddenly I knew what this was all 
about. He was going to fuck my ass!

I tensed up immediately. I was scared. I had heard that 
this was a very painful experience, especially the 
first few times. 

I had finished telling Larry about what happened to us 
and now he began talking calmly to me. He explained 
what he was doing and what I could expect. He said that 
it would probably be a little uncomfortable but that if 
done right it wasn't painful and some girls actually 
enjoyed it.

I was more than a little skeptical, but I knew that it 
was going to happen whether I cooperated or not, so I 
tried to pay attention to what he was saying. He 
explained that he was going to put a lot of this 
lubricant inside of me and he was going to take his 
time and stretch me out so that when he finally put his 
cock inside of me all I had to do was relax and it 
wouldn't be bad at all.

He sounded like he knew what he was talking about, not 
that I had any reason to trust him. I didn't want to 
get hurt though, so I tried to do what he said. I 
leaned my head down on my arms and forced myself to 
breathe deeply and relax. While I was doing that, Larry 
put Chase down on one side of me and told him to play 
with my pussy, gently. 

Then he instructed Brad to get down on the other side 
and tease my tits. I couldn't deny that it felt nice to 
be touched when they kind of took it easy and it really 
did help me to relax.

I felt Larry pull his finger out of me after a few 
minutes and I tensed up. He chuckled and said, "Relax 
Sara. It will be a while yet."

Then I felt his fingers at my ass again. There was more 
grease and now there were two fingers being pushed 
inside of me. He was forceful, but he took his time and 
gave me plenty of time to adjust. It was a little 
uncomfortable at first. But after a couple of minutes I 
relaxed again and it wasn't too bad. 

After a few minutes his hand was removed again but 
before I could tense up Chase massaged the cheeks of my 
ass with his free hand and Larry said, "Not yet Sara. 
Now we do it with three fingers."

I grunted as I felt his three fat fingers worming their 
way inside of me. The pleasant feelings in my breasts 
and my pussy were nice, but they were not a total 
distraction. Still, it wasn't all that bad. It hurt a 
little at first. But after a couple of minutes it was 
just a feeling of being stretched. It was more than I 
wanted to be stretched and it was uncomfortable. But I 
wasn't as scared now and it really wasn't any more than 
I could handle. Not yet anyway.

When he had all three fingers inside my ass and had 
been worming them around inside of me for a few minutes 
he said, "That isn't so bad is it Sara?"

I was a little short of breath but I managed to answer 
that it wasn't.

He said, "Those three fingers are fatter than my cock. 
So if I take my fingers out of you and put my cock in 
instead it should feel a little bit better, right?"

I wasn't totally convinced, but I was willing to try. 
Not that I had an actual choice. I just whispered, "I 
hope so."

His fingers were gently pulled out of me and there was 
a pause while he greased his cock up with the lubricant 
that he was using. Then I felt the tip of his cock 
pressing against my ass. He spoke again, still in that 
calm, gentle voice. "Just relax Sara. Push back against 
me. Use those same muscles you use when you go to the 
bathroom. Push girl."

I kept telling myself to relax and I tried to do what 
he said and suddenly the head of his cock popped 
through the tight grommet that was his target and I 
made a noise. I didn't scream. It wasn't much more than 
a squeak. I guess I was surprised when his cock entered 
me so suddenly. 

He stopped and allowed me to adjust to his big cock and 
after a moment he asked, "That isn't so bad is it 
Sara?"

I realized that it wasn't. I wasn't having the time of 
my life. But I wasn't in excruciating pain either. I 
was panting at first, but as he calmed me down I 
managed to say, "No, it isn't so bad."

I was getting a little more distracted by Chase. He had 
begun to concentrate his attention on my clit and if I 
was going to be honest with myself I had to admit that 
this really wasn't all that bad. 

Larry started slowly forcing more and more of his cock 
inside of me until I felt his belly nestled up against 
my ass. He stopped again for a minute or so and then he 
slowly started fucking my ass. I was really surprised 
when, after a few minutes it started to feel almost 
pleasant. I felt like I had to go to the bathroom. But 
I knew that I didn't. If he weren't moving it would 
have been easier to take I think. It wasn't so bad when 
he had it all the way in me. And when he was pulling it 
out it was kind of a relief. But even though I wasn't 
in a lot of pain, each time he forced it back inside of 
me it was very uncomfortable.

I was distracted again when Kevin decided that he was 
too turned on and he couldn't take it anymore. He sat 
down by my head and slid under me. His cock was right 
at my lips and I didn't even hesitate. I took him into 
my mouth and started sucking and now that I had 
something to concentrate on besides the way that my ass 
was being stretched it wasn't so bad. In fact, as much 
as I hated to admit it, with all of this stimulation, 
the physical stimulation all over my body and the 
mental stimulation from being mauled and fucked by a 
man and three boys were starting to have an effect.

I had the fleeting thought that I was glad that my 
mother wasn't watching, because I realized that if this 
lasted another couple of minutes I was going to have an 
orgasm. I wouldn't want her to see that. It did. And I 
did! I groaned in pleasure and came hard and that was 
all it took to trigger Larry's orgasm. 

Larry grabbed my hips and stroked into me several times 
as I was cumming and then he emptied his balls in my 
ass. That distracted me from Kevin's cock in my mouth, 
but almost as soon as I put my lips back around his 
cock he filled my mouth with his cum.

Kevin and Larry both stayed put until they went soft. 
Then they pulled away and sat nearby and watched while 
Chase greased up his cock and took his father's place 
in my ass. 

It honestly wasn't that bad. Chase was careful and took 
his time working his cock into my ass. I had been well 
stretched by Larry and it was almost pleasant now. As 
soon as I realized it I relaxed and began to kind of 
enjoy it. Brad helped by changing the focus of his 
attention from my tits to my pussy. It wasn't long 
before I was building back up to another orgasm as 
Chase held onto my hips and pumped into me. 

I heard him behind me. He was groaning in pleasure, and 
he was saying things like, "Fuck me! Damn that feels 
good! Oh shit! I can't keep this up. Sara you fucking 
slut! I'm going to fill your tight ass with cum!"

I didn't want to cum again. It was so embarrassing when 
they made me cum. I couldn't help it though. When I 
felt Chase start to cum in my ass I groaned, "Oh god 
no!" Then I came again. 

Chase left his cock in my ass until it was soft and 
then he pulled it out very slowly. It made an 
embarrassing noise when it came out of me but I think I 
was the only one that noticed. Chase moved out of the 
way and as Brad took his place I was thinking, "Oh god, 
I would give anything to have that cock in my pussy 
right now!"

I didn't cum again when Brad fucked me, probably 
because no one was rubbing my pussy while he did it. 
But I couldn't deny that the sensations were pleasant. 
There was no pain at all now. There was just the 
realization that I had a boy's cock in me and it was 
exciting in a nasty way and it made me feel sexy.

Brad didn't last very long. Or at least it didn't seem 
like long. After a few minutes he grabbed my hips hard 
and took a half a dozen rapid strokes and then I knew 
that he was cumming inside of me, just like his father 
and his brother before him.

As soon as he pulled out I collapsed on the cushion and 
caught my breath. I could hear them talking quietly 
nearby and I knew they were talking about me. I wasn't 
listening to them though. All I kept thinking was, 
"This is only the second day! I won't last two years 
like this, I need to be fucked!"

Larry called me over to his seat and I struggled to my 
feet and went over to where all four of them were 
seated. He looked me in the eye and asked, "That wasn't 
so bad was it?"

I blushed. I didn't want to admit that I had enjoyed 
such a nasty thing. He saw it though. They all knew 
that I had cum at least twice. There was no sense lying 
about it. I couldn't meet his eyes when I answered him, 
it was too embarrassing. I looked down at the deck and 
said, "No, that wasn't so bad."

Larry ordered me to turn around and bend over and then 
he made me spread my ass open. I felt them all staring 
at me in that incredibly embarrassing pose. Larry stuck 
his finger out and ran it around my ass and said, "You 
look just fine Sara. I can't even tell that you were 
just fucked. Well, except for all of the cum running 
down your thighs. But that's okay. It looks good on 
you."

He told Kevin to take me over to the shower and rinse 
me off. Kevin grinned and stood up and led me over to 
the shower by the pool. He turned the water on and bent 
me over and positioned me with my ass under the spray 
and ordered me to stay that way. 

The water was pretty cool, but it was warm out and it 
didn't feel too bad. I felt Kevin begin to soap my ass 
and my thighs up and then he rinsed me off and did it 
again. I was finally clean enough to satisfy him and he 
turned off the water and dried me off.

We went back over to where the others were seated and 
Larry pulled me into his lap. He said, "Okay boys, from 
now on you can fuck her ass once a week. I don't care 
if you all do it at once or if you spread it out 
through the week. But only once a piece, that's the 
limit. I am going to order her to tell me if anyone 
breaks that rule. Just remember, every time that you 
fuck her ass you have to loosen her up and grease up 
her just like I did just now. I wasn't kidding before. 
If you hurt her I'll take my belt to you. Do any of you 
have any questions?"

The boys just shook their heads and Larry asked, "Sara, 
what about you?"

I thought about it. I looked around to make sure that 
my mother was still inside. I felt myself blushing 
again and that pissed me off. But I had a question. 
"What if I decide that I don't want to be a virgin 
anymore?"

Larry grinned and said, "I told you yesterday, that's 
up to you. What's the matter Sara, hormones and 
foreplay getting to you?"

I hated to admit it, but he was right. He knew it too 
and I started to wonder if he had been counting on it.

I said, "If I decide to change the deal, I don't want 
some nasty old fart like that golfer today to take my 
cherry. That bastard stank! I think he must shower once 
a week."

Larry laughed and said, "I don't need his money Sara. 
But I may come up with some interesting way of taking 
your virginity if you decide you want to give it up. It 
won't be up to you either. So think about it for a 
while."

Chase said, "Shit dad! I'll take it! I want to fuck her 
so bad my teeth hurt!"

Larry laughed and said, "Yeah, me too. She is one hot 
little piece of ass isn't she? But I've taken a girl's 
virginity before and it isn't what it's cracked up to 
be. In fact, it can be a pain in the ass. It probably 
wouldn't be with a hot cunt like Sara. But girls are 
always more fun to fuck after they get rid of that 
damned thing."

Larry turned back to me and between what his fingers 
were doing between my legs and the idea that I might 
soon be losing my virginity I was starting to get 
pretty turned on. Larry put his hand on my face and 
turned me so that I was looking him in the eye. He made 
sure that I was paying attention and that I saw how 
serious he was. 

Once our eyes met he said, "Listen up cunt. You need to 
understand. If you give that cherry up then all bets 
are off. Once you lose that, you fuck who you are told 
when you are told. I'll see to it that you get on the 
pill, but you are going to be the same kind of slave 
that your mother is once someone tears that thin 
membrane in your tight little pussy. So you think about 
it tonight and we'll talk again when I get home from 
work tomorrow."

I guess I had to give him points for being ethical, but 
Christ! It sure would be nice if someone would fuck me 
right this minute! 

Instead he said, "I am about the only one around that 
you haven't given some of that world famous deepthroat 
to. Why don't we see if you can do that before your 
mother calls us to dinner?"

It wasn't exactly what I had in mind. 

I slid off of his lap and Kevin tossed a cushion down 
at my feet. I arranged it and dropped to my knees and 
was just about to lean forward and suck him off when I 
saw how messy his cock was. I stopped and looked up at 
him. Surely he realized that this thing needed to be 
cleaned off before anyone took it into their mouth!

Apparently not! Larry just cocked his eyebrow at me and 
waited. 

I leaned down a little closer and I realized that it 
didn't smell that bad. I looked closer and I saw that 
it was kind of nasty looking, but it was just that 
lubricant he had used in my ass. 

I leaned down and licked the head of his cock and once 
I discovered that there was no terrible taste I started 
licking his cock and balls. There was some drying cum 
on his balls, but not much. The lubricant had no taste 
at all so the idea of what I was doing was pretty 
disgusting, but it actually wasn't that bad. 

He got hard again pretty quickly and I was soon taking 
him into my mouth. I didn't anticipate any problems 
taking him into my throat. His cock wasn't much larger 
than Chase's and Jim's cock had been fatter than both 
of them. I was soon wrapping my lips around the base of 
his cock and I think that not being nervous about it 
anymore made it a lot easier for me.

Since I didn't need my hands on his cock I used one to 
tease his balls and the other one went between my own 
legs. I had begun to realize that just about everything 
these guys made me do was easier if my pussy was being 
rubbed. It wasn't quite as nice if I had to rub it 
myself, but it was better than nothing.

My mother came out just before I finished sucking him 
off. She came to tell us that supper was ready but she 
came over and stared down at me and watched until Larry 
came in my mouth. 

After I finished with Larry she said, "Dinner is 
ready." She reached down and helped me to my feet and 
when she saw that I wasn't upset she smiled at me, 
kissed my forehead and led me inside.

After dinner the boys and Larry went in and watched 
some television while my mother and I cleaned up and 
got the dishwasher going.

When we were done I went into the family room and asked 
Larry if I could go to my room. I was exhausted. He 
nodded and I went upstairs and brushed my teeth and 
went to bed.

I lay there in the dark and instead of going to sleep I 
tried to decide whether or not I wanted to stay a 
virgin. I weighed the pros and cons and I was leaning 
towards giving up my virginity. I thought that then I 
would spend less time with a cock in my mouth and 
hopefully less time with a cock in my ass. But mainly I 
would start getting more satisfaction for myself.

When I woke up the next morning though, I realized that 
I had been thinking with my pussy. I didn't want to 
give them my virginity. I didn't want them to have such 
complete control over who could put their cocks in it. 
I knew that last night I had been stimulated by Larry 
and his sons for hours and it was my body and not my 
mind that wanted to give in. 

With that question resolved I got up and went to the 
bathroom. I took a shower and went downstairs. Larry 
had already left for work and the boys were getting 
ready to leave for school. I suppose that I would 
eventually get used to it. For now though, I couldn't 
help feeling really strange and really embarrassed when 
I entered a room full of boys while I was naked.

My mother was sipping her coffee and waiting for the 
boys to leave so that we could get dressed and do what 
we had to do today. They were just about to leave when 
Chase said, "Fuck it! Brad, we have a few minutes. 
There's no sense in going to school horny."

They came back into the kitchen and Chase stood my 
mother up and bent her over the table and fucked her 
from behind while Brad made me suck him off. Every time 
it happened it was a little less shocking, but it was 
still a new and humiliating experience for both of us. 

Chase came first and he made my mom clean him with her 
mouth before he zipped up and stood watching me finish 
Brad off. 

Brad finally came in my mouth and they left for school. 
Thankfully Kevin took the bus and had already left.

We didn't talk much after they left. We straightened 
out the kitchen and then we went up and got dressed. We 
spent most of the day getting me transferred to the new 
high school. I had to wait and talk to a guidance 
counselor so while I was doing that mom went to take 
care of the utilities and put in a change of address 
for our mail.

While she was gone I signed up for my new classes. I 
would have liked to have had some idea which classes 
Chase was in so that I could avoid them, but that 
wasn't an option. Since I was an honor roll student I 
had a few extra options and I chose some honors classes 
in the hopes that I could avoid Chase. Cheerleading was 
out, the roster was full. But I got a list of the 
extracurricular clubs available and told the counselor 
I would have to decide on those later. I was assigned a 
locker and picked up my books and they printed out a 
class schedule for me.

By the time my mother returned I was outside waiting 
for her and we went home. As soon as we got home we 
undressed and mom started a roast for dinner while I 
went around and gathered up dirty clothes and started 
doing laundry. 

Except that we were naked it was almost like living a 
normal life until the boys got home. Well, except that 
we were in a fucking mansion! The boys were required to 
go to their rooms and change out of their school 
clothes and do their homework before they could do 
anything, like use the pool or play ball or whatever 
they wanted to do.

Because it hadn't come up, I guess, I was the one 
activity that was not denied to them and it looked like 
I was going to become a part of their normal 
afterschool activities. Kevin got home about a half an 
hour before his brothers and as he passed through the 
house on his way up to his room he told me to follow 
him. 

I had just finished folding up some clothes and I was 
on my way upstairs anyway. Not that it mattered. I did 
notice a subtle difference in how I felt about being 
ordered around by Kevin. Even though he was nicer than 
his brothers I think it bothered me more because he was 
only thirteen. 

I grabbed the clothes that I had just folded and 
followed Kevin up the stairs. I told him I would be 
right with him and I took the clothes I was carrying to 
Chase's room and put them away. 

I got to Kevin's room just as he was finished 
undressing. I expected to be ordered to give him a 
quick blowjob but he surprised me. He ordered me up 
onto his bed and he lay beside me and took his time 
exploring my body. As he teased my breasts he said, "I 
never get a chance to do this with all the others 
around. I love the way that your body feels. You are so 
sexy. Would you mind teaching me how to make a girl 
feel good?"

He blushed when he asked that and then he said, "I 
guess that sounds pretty stupid. You're the first girl 
I ever saw with no clothes on, or touched or anything. 
I don't think my brothers care. But this would be a lot 
more fun if we were both enjoying it, wouldn't it?"

Suddenly Kevin didn't seem like such a bad kid! I 
smiled at him and kissed him lightly and said, "That is 
so sweet. I can try. But this is all new to me too. I 
have had a lot of sex in the last couple of days, but 
I'm still a virgin. I have never done anything with 
anyone but you guys. I don't mind showing you what 
feels good to me though."

I kissed him again and said, "Girls like to kiss. And 
they don't want you to kiss them just because you are 
trying to get in their pants either!"

Kevin grinned and said, "I didn't kiss you to get in 
your pants. I can get in your pants any time I want, if 
you were wearing any. I kissed you because I like you. 
I know we can't be like boyfriend and girlfriend and I 
know you are being forced to do this. But I like you 
and I think it would be neat if you liked me too."

We kissed a little more and since I had never done 
anything with a boy until I moved in here it was a 
learning experience for both of us. I told him that 
there were lots of places that you could touch a girl 
that felt good. Not just on her tits and her pussy. I 
didn't know them all, but I had discovered a few over 
the last few days and I told him what I had found out 
from my limited personal experience.

After a few minutes I laid back and took his hand and 
moved it lightly over my breasts and showed him how I 
liked to be caressed and showed him how I liked to have 
my nipples touched. I had noticed that when Larry 
pinched them, squeezed them real hard, as surprising as 
it seemed it felt fantastic. It felt like electric 
shocks that went all the way to my pussy. He began to 
squeeze my nipples the way I instructed him and he 
couldn't believe that it wasn't hurting me. He was 
uncomfortable doing it until, after only a minute or so 
I had a great orgasm. 

He was just as surprised as I was and we laughed in 
embarrassment at what had just happened. I kissed him 
again and thanked him. I told him that it was unlikely 
that all girls would like that. I didn't know that I 
liked it until his father had squeezed my nipples like 
that. I didn't realize until this very moment that I 
could have an orgasm from having my nipples squeezed. 
But even though I had had an orgasm, it did kind of 
hurt and I wouldn't want to do that every time.

After we had covered how best to pleasure my breasts I 
showed him what felt good when a boy was touching my 
pussy. I explained my clit and made sure he knew what 
it looked like and told him that it was the pleasure 
center for a girl. While I was showing him he moved 
down and got between my legs. He watched closely as I 
pointed everything out and then he asked, "Do you like 
being kissed and licked there as much as a guy does?"

I said, "I have only done it when you guys made my mom 
and I do it. I have to admit though, it was pretty 
fucking hot."

"Can I do it?" he asked.

I was surprised that he asked. I smiled and said, 
"Kevin! You know you can do anything you want except 
fuck me! But yes, I would love it if you did it."

He leaned forward and kissed me all around my pussy and 
then he started lightly licking. It felt very, very 
good and I groaned in pleasure. As he licked around the 
area I gave him a few suggestions about what felt best 
and soon he was driving me right up the wall. I had 
been given quite a few orgasms since I moved into this 
house, but this was the best yet! Before more than a 
couple of minutes had passed I was grabbing his hair 
and tossing and turning and I think I actually screamed 
in pleasure when I came.

I lay there panting for a moment and then I said, "Oh 
Kevin! That was wonderful! Thank you sweetheart!"

He was rubbing his hair and I sat up and said, "Oh 
Kevin, I'm sorry. Did I hurt you? Come up here baby. 
Let me make it up to you."

As Kevin scrambled up onto the bed beside me he asked 
excitedly, "Did you really like that? Did I do a good 
job?"

I hugged him tight and said, "You did great Kevin. That 
was the best orgasm I ever had! I mean it! That was 
fantastic."

I pushed him down on his back and instead of squeezing 
in between his legs and going right to work on his cock 
I kissed him on the lips and then began kissing and 
licking my way down his body. I could tell it was 
driving him crazy and it excited me almost as much as 
it did him.

When I got to his cock it was throbbing and nearly 
covered in the lubricant that was oozing out of the 
tip. I licked his cock clean and then took it into 
mouth and for the first time I was enjoying sucking a 
guy off. He had been so sweet and brought me so much 
pleasure that I really wanted to please him. 

He was just as excited as I was I suppose because he 
came almost as soon as his cock slid into my mouth. His 
hips came up off the bed and he groaned and said, "Oh 
god! Sara!" Almost instantly my mouth was flooded with 
his cum and I swallowed it eagerly. 

When he had finished his orgasm I pulled my head away 
and let the hypersensitivity fade while I kissed and 
licked his balls for a moment. When his cock started to 
go soft I took it back into my mouth and started 
sucking again.

He groaned and said, "Oh god Sara, I think I want to 
marry you!" 

I knew he was kidding, but for a dumb kid he was pretty 
sweet. I sucked him just as eagerly the second time and 
it took a little longer this time. It was fun for both 
of us and I really enjoyed causing him so much 
pleasure. 

He lasted much longer the second time but I was having 
fun and wasn't tired in the least when he finally came 
that second time. I swallowed his cum and then I rested 
my head on his stomach and held his softening cock in 
my mouth. As I did, he lay regaining his composure and 
his hand caressed me gently from my head, down my back 
and over my ass. When his cock was soft I took it out 
of my mouth and kissed it several times and licked up a 
last drop of cum before I sat up.

I turned around and smiled and said, "Did you learn as 
much as I did?"

He closed his eyes and sighed deeply. Then he smiled up 
at me and pulled me down on top of him and tried to 
kiss me. 

I put my fingers over his lips and said, "I've heard 
that guys don't kiss girls that suck cocks."

He smiled and said, "I hadn't heard that." He moved my 
hand away and pulled my head down and we kissed like 
lovers for another minute or two. Then he just held me 
in his arms for a few minutes.

He looked over at his alarm clock and said, "It's time 
for Heckle and Jeckle to come home. Thanks Sara. That 
was great."

I kissed him again and said, "Thank you Kevin, I liked 
it too. You are going to make it pretty hard for me to 
stay a virgin."

He sat up and looked serious. He asked, "You decided to 
stay a virgin? That's going to disappoint everyone, 
especially me."

I smiled and ruffled his hair and said, "I almost 
decided to give in last night. If our dad had decided 
to fuck me last night I would have let him. But in the 
morning I realized that I was thinking with my pussy 
and not my head. When you guys are playing with my 
pussy I get turned on and I really do want to get 
fucked. But when the blood returns to my brain I 
realize that would be a big mistake. Be honest, you 
know that you guys would really take advantage of me 
once I gave in."

Kevin smiled and said, "We could do it and not tell 
anyone."

I said, "That is tempting, but as often as guys stick 
their fingers in me lately it wouldn't be long before 
someone found out. Besides, we just had a lot of fun 
and be both got off. It was fun wasn't it?"

He nodded and said, "Yeah. I had fun. But I can't help 
thinking how great it would be to fuck you. I love 
fucking your mom, but you are so much hotter."

I chuckled and said, "That is a sentence most girls 
don't ever get to hear!"

We both laughed and I got up and left him to his 
homework. I intended to go down and finish the laundry 
but just as I got to the top of the stair I saw Chase 
and Brad coming up. 

Chase looked up and saw me and said, "Hey! Do you have 
your class schedule?"

I said, "Yes, it's in my room."

He said, "Great, go get it and bring it down to my 
room."

I went to my room and retrieved my schedule and took it 
to Chase's room. As I entered he was getting undressed. 
He looked up and when I came in and asked, "What did 
you decide?"

I knew what he was referring to. I responded, "I have 
decided not to do it. I'm going to keep my virginity."

He shrugged and said, "That's a shame. You had us all 
going. We would all like to fuck you."

I said, "I'm sorry, really. It isn't that I don't want 
to give in, especially when you guys are working on me. 
I get turned on too. I know that I brought it up last 
night. Your dad was working on my pussy and I was 
wishing that someone would do it. But later, when I had 
a chance to let my hormone level drop I knew it would 
be a mistake. You guys are hard enough on me now, and I 
see how you treat my mother. If I gave in my life would 
be even more of a hell than it is now."

Chase looked confused. He said, "But you want to! I 
don't get it?"

"No," I responded. "I don't want to. The things that 
you make me do are horrible, especially when we go out. 
But I get turned on too. I'm not a fucking robot! 

If I give in though, then as your dad keeps saying, all 
bets are off. Anyone can do anything to me anytime they 
want to. At least this way there is one barrier, one 
thing that is off limits. It isn't much, but it is 
something."

Chase smiled and said, "I guess I understand. But we 
are still going to make your life hell, just because 
you're so sexy and fucking with you turns us on."

He turned his attention to my class schedule and said, 
"I see that we have two classes together. And we will 
have the same lunch period. You were worried about 
wearing your new clothes to school. The fact that some 
kid might see your ass in those short skirts isn't even 
half of your problem. Now, since I can't fuck you, how 
about a nice blowjob?"

I got down between his legs. I had been expecting it 
and I wasn't even all that put out. I didn't like doing 
it. I didn't like being ordered to do it. But at least 
it wasn't out in public. I began sucking him off and I 
tried not to think about the implied threats he had 
made about what he was going to do to me in school.

He leaned back on his elbows and watched me suck his 
cock and after a few minutes he said, "God you are hot! 
You have a perfect body and you look so sexy with a 
cock in your mouth."

I wasn't sure if he was really trying to give me a 
compliment or if he was trying to make me feel bad. I 
had a suspicion that he was just being nasty and trying 
to rub it in that I had to suck his cock whenever he 
wanted and be naked all the time.

I sucked his cock the way they had taught me and in 
about ten minutes he came in my mouth. After I 
swallowed he handed me back my schedule and said, "Go 
see Brad now."

I turned and started out but then I got curious. I 
turned back and asked, "Which classes do we have 
together?"

He said, "Biology and European History. Are you any 
good in Biology? I'm really struggling with that."

I shrugged and said, "I've been doing okay. I guess we 
could study together if you want me to try and help."

He grinned and said, "I'd appreciate it, but I'm still 
going to fuck with you."

I shrugged again and headed for Brad's room. I made a 
detour to my room and dropped my schedule on my desk 
and went to his room. He looked up when I got to his 
door and said, "It really sucks being last. I've been 
thinking about you all day."

I knew that wasn't a compliment. What he meant was that 
he had been thinking about using me all day.

He told me to lie down on his bed and then he straddled 
my chest. He had seen Kevin fuck my tits and he wanted 
to try it. He sat on my stomach for a few minutes and 
teased my tits and then he moved up and I pressed my 
tits against his cock. 

He moved in and out of my cleavage for a minute and 
then he said, "It looks pretty hot, but it doesn't feel 
so good. Let's try this." He pulled his cock free and 
placed it at my lips and said, "Suck on it for a minute 
and get it nice and wet."

I took his cock in my mouth and did my best to coat it 
with saliva. I had noticed that after Kevin had spit on 
me when he was fucking my tits it hadn't been so 
uncomfortable. So I knew that it was in my best 
interests to provide a lot of moisture.

After a couple of minutes he slid back down and we 
tried it again and I guess it was alright because he 
started fucking my tits hard and fast. In a few minutes 
I felt his cum shooting out and the first spurt landed 
right in my face. The next one hit my chin and dribbled 
down onto my neck and then there was one more that hit 
my face. There was a little more that ended up between 
my tits as he continued to saw his cock back and forth 
and then he fell onto his side beside me. 

He smiled at me and said, "Not bad." As he talked he 
began scooping up the cum and feeding it to me. He 
continued, "It isn't as much fun as fucking your mouth 
or your ass, but a little variety is nice. I'd rather 
fuck your pussy though."

I didn't have a response to that so I just lay there 
until he told me I could leave. Then I got up and went 
to my bathroom and cleaned up and went downstairs. Mom 
looked up when I came into the kitchen and asked if she 
needed any help. 

She shook her head and asked, "Are you okay?"

I nodded. It hadn't been that bad. I had even enjoyed 
it with Kevin! I set the table and went and got the 
last load of clothes out of the dryer and folded them. 
I took them upstairs and when I got back downstairs 
Larry was just coming in.

Mom told him that supper was ready whenever he was and 
he said, "Great! It smells wonderful. Go ahead and put 
it on the table and I'll be down as soon as I change."

We put supper on the table and the boys came down and 
sat down. Larry was down in a few minutes in shorts and 
a t-shirt and we ate quietly. Mom told Larry what she 
had done today and when she was finished Larry turned 
to me and asked, "Did you make up your mind?"

I saw the curious look on my mom's face. I kind of 
wished that he hadn't asked me in front of her. I 
nodded and said, "I've decided not to change the deal. 
I'm going to keep my virginity."

He smiled and said, "Smart girl. I can't say that I 
don't wish you had gone the other way, but you made the 
right decision."

My mother was staring at me and I said, "I asked him 
yesterday about changing the deal. I was feeling kind 
of horny. He told me to sleep on it and in the morning 
I realized I had been thinking with the wrong organ. 
Don't worry mom. Teenagers get horny. It was just 
temporary insanity. Larry did the honorable thing."

Chase said, "Yeah, damn it!"

I helped mom clean up after supper and the boys went 
back upstairs to finish their homework. Mom and I went 
out to the pool to join Larry and he was just climbing 
out of the water when we came out. 

He went over to a lounge chair and slipped his trunks 
off. As he was stepping out of them he said, "I don't 
know why I wear these. When it is just us there isn't 
much need for clothing is there? I guess it's just 
force of habit."

When he was naked he stretched out and said, "How about 
if you two come over here and relieve some of my 
stress?"

We went over to his chair, but we weren't sure what he 
wanted us to do. Well, we knew in general, but we 
didn't know if he had something specific in mind. We 
stood at the foot of his lounge chair for a moment and 
then mom went to her knees on one side of him and told 
me to kneel on the other side. She leaned down and 
started kissing and licking his cock and he moved his 
leg off to the side and put his foot on the ground. I 
was able to get my head between his thighs and I began 
to kiss and lick his balls. 

I guess that was what he had in mind. If it wasn't he 
didn't complain. It felt pretty strange to be licking 
his balls with my mother's face right there. I guess it 
was probably even harder for her though. 

After we had been working on him for about five minutes 
or so he said, "That feels great. Switch off for a 
while. I don't want anyone getting jealous."

My mother took her mouth from his cock and I took her 
place. I noticed that we were both avoiding looking at 
each other as we worked on him. While I was sucking his 
cock I felt his hand on my ass. I glanced up and I 
could tell that he had a hand on my mom's ass too. I 
may have been an inexperienced virgin, but I wasn't so 
naïve that I didn't have some idea of how exciting it 
must be for a man to have a pretty woman and her 
daughter at his disposal like this. 

I felt him tensing up after a while and his hand 
clamped down on my ass cheek. I knew the signs. I moved 
my lips back up to the head of his cock and began using 
my hand on his shaft the way he had taught me. Now that 
I had started taking these cocks down my throat it was 
actually a relief for me when they were getting ready 
to cum and I could finish them off with my hand. It 
didn't hurt when I took them in my throat anymore. But 
it was uncomfortable and I preferred this to having a 
cock in my throat.

He filled my mouth with cum and after he finished I sat 
up and swallowed easily. After he caught his breath he 
asked, "How many was that today?"

I honestly didn't know! I had to stop and think. There 
was Brad this morning, then Kevin twice, then Chase and 
I wasn't sure how to count Brad since he had fucked my 
tits and then made me eat his cum and finally Larry. I 
finally answered, "Five and a half."

I had to explain the half and he found that amusing. He 
sent my mom to the kitchen for a bottle of wine and 
three glasses. When she came back out we sat in the 
shallow end of the pool and sipped wine and relaxed. 

I was worried about tomorrow and I asked him if there 
were limits on what Chase and Brad could make me do at 
school. 

He said, "I have talked to them. They can't make you do 
anything that will get you in trouble with the teachers 
or the principal. They can continue to humiliate you 
and I look forward to hearing about it when I get home 
at night. But your virginity is to remain intact and 
anal sex is reserved for the boys and me. Any sexual 
acts you are made to perform must not be public because 
that could cause trouble. They must be with people the 
boys trust to keep their mouths shut. They must also 
make sure that any of the guys they loan you to 
understand that they do not have permission to use you 
when my boys are not around. Does that answer your 
question?"

I sighed and said, "I'm afraid so." I had suspected 
that that was going to be the plan for me. For the 
first time in my life I was dreading going to school. I 
knew that the boys were going to make things hard on me 
and take great pleasure in doing it. I thought that I 
could probably put up with two years of the things they 
made me do at home. I might even get to where I could 
tolerate the things that they did to torment me when we 
went out. I didn't know if I could take two years of 
being the school slut. They may not make me suck off 
every boy in school, but I had faith in them. I was 
pretty sure that it wouldn't be very long before I had 
been exposed to every boy in school just to humiliate 
me. Because humiliating me really seemed to turn them 
on.

The three boys joined us after a while. First Kevin and 
then Brad and a few minutes later Chase came out. Chase 
was permitted a glass of wine and he sat with us. His 
father asked him if he had plans for me tomorrow and 
Chase grinned and said, "Yeah, but I'm going to start 
her out light. It'll probably be a couple of days 
before I make her suck off the whole football team."

I hoped that he was just teasing, but I wasn't sure.

Larry said, "Just don't forget the limits I laid out 
for you. You can have fun, but you don't have to be a 
prick about it."

Chase responded, "Yeah, I know. Don't worry."

I was worried though. Chase may not be violent, but he 
seemed to really be enjoying the power trip he was on. 
He might not hurt me, but he got off on this 
humiliation stuff. He really enjoyed degrading me and 
embarrassing me, maybe even more than the others. He 
might stay within Larry's guidelines. But I was pretty 
sure that he was going to test the limits and enjoy the 
hell out of it.

Larry sent us to bed at nine and told the boys to leave 
me alone tonight. I said goodnight and went up to my 
room and went through my clothes. I had made note of 
the five least revealing outfits when I had been trying 
them on in the store. I had separated them out when I 
was putting them away and now I tried to decide which 
of the five would be best to wear to my first day in a 
new school, which of the five was the least revealing. 

There wasn't much difference between them. I couldn't 
wear the skirts because all of the tops Larry had 
bought for me were either crop tops with obscene 
sayings on them, had plunging necklines, or were 
totally sheer. So I had to wear a dress. All of the 
dresses just barely covered my ass and most of them 
were semi-sheer. They were definitely not made to be 
worn without undergarments. I honestly didn't believe 
that I could wear them to school and not get sent home. 
But I guess it wasn't my problem because I didn't have 
a choice.

I selected the one that I thought was the least 
revealing and turned my light off and went to bed. I 
lay there in the dark trying not to think about how 
horrible tomorrow was going to be.

The boys all went right to bed but ten minutes later I 
saw a shadow in my door and I looked up to see Kevin. 
He saw me look up at him and he came in and sat on the 
side of my bed. 

I thought he was going to ask me for sex, despite what 
Larry had said. Instead, he took my hand and said, "I'm 
sorry Sara. I like you and I'm sorry about what they 
are making you do. I know it's wrong. And I know that 
sometimes Chase likes to do mean things. I wish there 
was something I could do."

I sat up and hugged him and said, "I appreciate that 
Kevin. I appreciate you being so sweet. That helps 
honey. Thank you."

I kissed him goodnight and he went to bed and for some 
reason it did seem to help. I went to sleep in a little 
while with a warm feeling in my stomach. Kevin was a 
nice little bright spot in my miserable life and I 
think that I really needed something like that to cling 
to, even if it was just that he had sympathy for me. 

I took a shower and shaved and dressed in the morning. 
I looked in my mirror and I just couldn't believe that 
I was going to go to school like this. I would have 
felt a little better if I could have worn a bra and 
panties. They would have been on display. But better 
them than me.

I went downstairs but I couldn't eat breakfast. I was 
too scared. Larry and mom had already left for the 
office. I had a glass of juice and put my book bag by 
the door. I made a sandwich on the off chance that they 
would give me a chance to eat lunch. Somehow I wasn't 
too confident about that. 

Kevin winked at me as he left to get the bus. Then I 
was alone with Chase and Brad. Brad saw that I had only 
had juice for breakfast. He said, "Sara! Breakfast is 
the most important meal of the day!" 

He got up and got out a bowl and poured some cereal and 
mild in the bowl and set it on the table near me. Then 
he pulled his cock out and masturbated, shooting his 
cum over the cereal.

I stared at him in disbelief for a moment. I don't know 
why. There was nothing out of character about what he 
was doing. He placed the bowl in front of me and he and 
Chase sat and watched. I stared down in disgust at the 
cereal with its milky topping. I had eaten so much cum 
in the last two days that you wouldn't think this would 
even have bothered me. It did though. It looked 
disgusting. I picked up a spoon and held it suspended 
over the bowl for a moment. 

Finally I steeled myself and took a spoonful of cereal 
and put it in my mouth. I had deliberately chosen the 
area with the highest concentration of cum thinking 
that I might as well eat that first and get it over 
with. The reality wasn't as bad as the idea of it 
though and I swallowed it down as quickly as I could. 
By the time I had eaten half a dozen spoonfuls of 
cereal there was no more cum visible in the bowl.

Once I had eaten the top layer with Brad's cum on it 
they got bored and Brad started rushing me. I poured 
out what was left and I followed Chase and Brad out to 
the car. We put our things in the back of his SUV. I 
thought it must be nice to live the way they do. They 
lived in a huge house and Larry drove a Mercedes and 
Chase drove one of the two matching Lexus SUVs. Being 
rich hardly sucks at all. And now they have a couple of 
sex slaves too!

Chase drove of course and I got in the back. I thought 
that Brad would sit in front but he got in back with 
me. I thought that he was just doing that so he could 
play with me. He did play with me, but apparently Chase 
picked up his best friend every day and drove him back 
and forth to school. He had left the front seat for 
Chase's friend.

As we left the house Brad had his hand between my legs 
and told me to unbutton a few more buttons on my dress. 
By the time I had exposed my breasts for him we had 
pulled up to a house a few blocks away and Chase's 
friend got in.

The boy was introduced to me and his eyes almost popped 
out of his head as he stared at my exposed tits and 
Brad's hand on my pussy. His nickname was Red, for 
obvious reasons. He had bright red hair. He stared at 
me for a few moments and said excitedly, "Man! You 
weren't kidding. She is hot!"

I had begun to get used to being naked at home. It was 
humiliating all over again to be exposed like this when 
we went out though. It was nearly as bad as the first 
time. I had tried to steel myself for this before we 
left the house. I knew it was going to happen. But 
there is no way to really prepare your mind for the 
humiliation of being exposed to strangers of the 
opposite sex. I suspect it must be even worse when you 
are a teenage girl.

Red said, "Man, it must be torture to have a hot little 
piece like that running around naked and you can't fuck 
her."

Chase responded, "Yeah, kind of. But she has gotten 
real good at sucking cock already. I'd love to fuck 
her, but how many guys our age have a hot girl living 
with them that they can do just about anything they 
want with any time they feel like it? Besides, we can 
always fuck her mom, and her mom is hot too."

Red said, "Christ! My dick feels like it is going to 
explode!"

Chase laughed and said, "If the traffic isn't too bad 
around school we might get there early enough to take 
care of that for you."

All the time they were talking about me Brad was 
teasing my pussy and it was starting to really help. I 
was still embarrassed, but I was getting turned on 
despite that and I was starting to feel like I wanted 
to get fucked again. I knew I wasn't going to. I had 
thought it all out and I was prepared to cope with that 
feeling. But it was a nice feeling and that helped a 
little.

Chase spoke over his shoulder to Brad. "Hey man, get 
your hand off of her pussy for a minute. Let Red check 
her out."

Brad was sitting behind Chase in the back seat and I 
was sitting beside him. He pulled my left leg into his 
lap and told me to put my right leg up on the seat 
beside me. This splayed me out obscenely and Red was 
staring right at my pussy which was swollen from ten or 
fifteen minutes of being played with. 

There was nothing I could do. I just lay my head back 
against the seat and let him look. I saw him moving 
around and I was expecting it when he reached back 
between the front seats and ran a couple of fingers 
over my pussy lips. He slid a finger inside of me and 
was pretty rough. Brad cautioned him, "Careful Red. You 
pop that cherry and dad will kill us."

Red moved his finger in and out for a minute and said, 
"That's a fucking shame. That is one beautiful pussy. 
How does she taste?"

Chase laughed and said, "Who the fuck knows. Her job is 
to satisfy us, not the other way around. If you want to 
know how she tastes you'll have to ask her mother!"

Red looked at him like he was crazy and then he said, 
"You're out of your mind man. That is eating pussy 
there. If she was staying in my house I would fall 
asleep and wake up the next morning with my mouth glued 
to that thing."

I was pretty sure that neither Chase nor Brad had ever 
eaten a pussy and I didn't get the impression they were 
all that interested in trying. I was starting to think 
that when it came to sex their little brother was light 
years ahead of them. I wasn't dumb enough to say that 
out loud though.

Red was still lightly fingering my pussy when he said 
thoughtfully, "You know, you guys have to be real 
careful who finds out about her. If word gets out that 
you're porking your stepsister you won't be able to get 
another date until you go away to college. Girls don't 
like to share. You'll have to hang around outside the 
Catholic high school down the road and try to meet a 
girl that's looking for something to confess on Sunday. 
Hell, you might have to convert!"

I couldn't see Chase's face, but I could see that Brad 
hadn't thought about that. I'm pretty sure that both of 
them had been looking forward to letting everyone in 
school know that they had a sex slave despite what 
Larry had told them about keeping it quiet. Now they 
had something to think about.

We finally arrived at the school and cars were just 
starting to pour into up the student parking area. We 
got there early enough that Chase was able to find a 
spot to park in the shade. As soon as he parked Red got 
out and climbed into the back with me. Brad got out and 
said, "Enjoy, I'll see you at lunch time."

Even before Brad had closed the door Red was opening 
his pants and pulling them down to his ankles. He 
pulled me close and before he forced me to suck his 
cock he kissed me and played with my tits for a few 
moments. While he was doing that I played with his 
cock. It had occurred to me that if I did that the 
blowjob wouldn't take as long. 

My plan must have worked. I was soon on my knees on the 
floor behind Chase and leaning over and sucking Red's 
cock while he squeezed one of my tits. His cock was 
long and thin, like Kevin's only a little longer, and 
it went down my throat easily. He had apparently not 
had a girl take him into her throat before and as soon 
as I did it he leaned back and said, "Fuck me! Girl you 
know what you are doing!"

I don't think he lasted five minutes. Just before he 
came he let go of my tit and grabbed my head and held 
it pressed tightly against his stomach. His cum shot 
right down my throat so I didn't have to taste it and I 
didn't have the aftertaste in my mouth all morning. I 
know that wasn't why he did it, but I was grateful.

As soon as Red put his clothes back in order we got out 
of the car. Chase hadn't had a blowjob this morning and 
when I glanced down at his pants I got the impression 
that he regretted not taking the time. He looked me 
over before we headed into the school and before he let 
me leave he unbuttoned the top button on my dress. He 
looked down and was considering whether or not to 
unbutton the bottom button when the first bell rang. He 
decided to wait and see I guess. But he ordered me not 
to have anything covering my lap when I sat down. I 
thought he was finished with me but as I started to 
walk away he said, "When you get to Carter's third 
period History class I want you to sit in the front row 
and keep your knees four inches apart."

We had two classes together, our third period European 
History class and the last period of the day when we 
took biology. I nodded at him and walked away. 

I was relieved to be away from him at first. But as I 
walked alone towards the front door through all of 
these strange kids I suddenly felt so out of place. I 
wasn't the only girl that was dressed in clothes that 
would have gotten us thrown out of my last school. I 
even saw a few girls in crop tops. There were plenty of 
miniskirts around too. But I didn't see anyone that was 
dressed as slutty as I was. Judging from the remarks I 
was hearing as I moved through the crowd I wasn't the 
only one that was aware of it either. 

It seemed like everyone I passed was watching me go 
past. I saw a lot of conversations come to a sudden 
stop as I made my way past small clusters of kids to 
the front door. I found my locker and put my book bag 
away. I grabbed the books I needed for my first class 
and my notebook and made my way down the packed hallway 
looking for the classroom. I felt several hands on my 
ass as I walked. It was just a sort of 'accidentally on 
purpose' brushing of a hand over my butt. I wasn't 
surprised, dressed the way that I was.

I found my class and the teacher was already in the 
room talking with another student. I walked up and 
waited until he was free and when the other student 
walked away the teacher turned to me and his eyes got 
big. I saw his eyes travel over my body and take note 
of my hemline and my nearly exposed breasts and then he 
pulled himself together and in a strained voice he 
asked, "Can I help you?"

I introduced myself and told him I had just transferred 
in and asked if the seating was assigned. I saw him 
move his eyes back down to my breasts and I was 
reminded that if you looked close my nipples showed 
through the thin material.
 
He shook his head as if to clear it and said, "I'm 
sorry, that's a beautiful dress Miss Dalton, very 
distracting." He cleared his throat and said, "No, we 
don't have assigned seating." Then he pointed to a desk 
up front and said, "That desk is normally unoccupied, 
why don't you sit there."

I thanked him and turned around to see the other seats 
were filling up fast. Nearly all of them were occupied 
now and everyone was staring at me. I blushed and the 
fact that I was blushing embarrassed me even more. I 
looked away and moved quickly to the desk the teacher 
had indicated and sat down. I realized right away that 
getting in and out of a student desk in this tiny dress 
was going to be a problem. It is difficult to do it 
gracefully under the best of circumstances. In this 
tiny dress it was impossible to do without displaying 
more of my anatomy than I was in the habit of 
displaying in public. 

I sat down and I looked down to see how bad it was. It 
was pretty bad. Looking straight down my skirt just 
barely covered my slit. I knew that from anyplace in 
the room that was in front of me, where the teacher was 
standing for instance, my slit would be visible. If I 
needed proof of that it was obvious when I finally 
looked up and the teacher was staring at my crotch 
unabashedly. There was nothing I could do about it 
though. I just sat there with my knees pressed tightly 
together and looked down at my open notebook as if that 
blank page were the most fascinating thing in the 
world. 

I could at least be grateful that most of the other 
students were already seated and that I was in the 
front of the room. If I were seated behind them they 
could look back and see how much of me there was to 
see.

The bell finally rang and after the last few stragglers 
settled down the class began. I had been relieved when 
I got my books yesterday to learn that all but one of 
my classes was using the same books that I had been 
using at my old school. Since school was just getting 
started after summer vacation we were in just about the 
same place in the book too. So I wouldn't have to worry 
about getting up to speed. I hoped that was true in all 
of my classes.

Except that the teacher seemed to be having as much 
trouble concentrating as I was, that first class of the 
day wasn't as bad as I had feared. Not until the bell 
rang to change classes. I thought that I would wait a 
moment or two and let the rest of the class rush for 
the door. Once they were on the way out I would be able 
to get out of my seat without drawing too much 
attention. 

Instead, as soon as they were free to stand a half a 
dozen of the boys came over and introduced themselves 
to me. I knew that looking down at me like that they 
could see into the top of my dress and that even though 
I had remained as still as I possibly could during the 
class my skirt had risen up slightly and they could all 
see the top of my slit. 

I tried to be polite but I realized that the only thing 
I could do now was to stand as gracefully as possible 
and make my way to my next class. I felt their eyes on 
me as I swung my legs out from under my desk and I 
couldn't help noticing how much of me was on display. 
Neither could they. All attempts at conversation ceased 
and they were all silent except for the occasional, 
"Holy shit! Will you look at that!"

As politely as I could I told the boys that I was 
pleased to meet them but that I was in a hurry to find 
my next classroom. Then I turned and rushed from the 
room blushing furiously.

The next class went just about the same. I got a 
different look from the teacher when I introduced 
myself though. She obviously didn't think much of me or 
the way that I was dressed for school. She didn't say 
anything though and that really surprised me. 

I found a seat and struggled once more to sit down 
while exposing as little flesh as possible. I was three 
rows back this time and several boys in front of me got 
an eyeful when I struggled into my seat. I watched as 
their faces turned red and they stared incredulously 
when they realized that they were looking at my exposed 
pussy. 

They didn't stare at me during the entire class, but 
from time to time throughout that hour they would turn 
around and glance directly at my exposed pussy.

When the bell rang, those boys that had gotten the show 
turned around to watch me get up from my seat. I had no 
choice but to spread my legs as I turned and rose and I 
could just imagine what they were seeing. I could hear 
the excited buzz of conversation as I walked away. 

I noticed something else, something besides the looks 
and the occasional "accidental" touches from the boys. 
I had been through two classes and not a single girl 
had spoken to me. I didn't blame them I guess. I 
wouldn't have had anything to do with me either. It 
made me sad though. The next two years were going to be 
hard enough. It was going to be even worse with no 
friends. I was looking at a pretty bleak future.

My next class was the one I most dreaded. I was lucky 
enough to sit in the front, because that was where 
Chase had ordered me to sit. But as soon as I sat down 
I was forced to spread my legs four inches apart. I 
looked down and saw that my slit was totally on 
display, just as Chase had known that it would be. The 
boy seated on my left could even see it!

Mr. Carter, the teacher, spent the entire class at his 
desk. I don't know if he normally sat while he taught. 
But he did today. Every time I looked at him he was 
staring directly at my pussy.

The school was large and they had split up the lunch 
periods. I had been assigned the early lunch from 
eleven to noon. When the bell rang I had intended to go 
outside and find somewhere that I could sit alone and 
try to relax. It had been a stressful morning and my 
nerves were really on edge. Before I could leave 
though, Chase came up behind me and said, "Hold on 
Sara."

I stood there, afraid of anything that Chase might have 
in mind. When the class had emptied he walked over and 
shut the door and locked it. Now I was really nervous. 
He came back over to me and pulled me over to stand in 
front of the teacher and said, "Well, what do you 
think?"

Mr. Carter looked at me and I suddenly realized that he 
wasn't nearly as shy as I had thought. He stood up and 
I saw that he approved of the way I looked. His cock 
was hard as an iron bar.

He finally spoke to Chase. "You were right Mr. Flack. 
She is very lovely, very sexy. If you were right about 
the other things that you said then we have a deal."

Chase said, "You got it Mr. Carter. Sara, take your 
dress off and give Mr. Carter a nice blowjob."

I was so shocked that I didn't move at first. Not until 
he said sharply, "Now Sara!"

I put my books down on the desk and unbuttoned the few 
remaining buttons on my dress and quickly slipped it 
off and dropped it on top of my books. I was about to 
drop to my knees when he asked, "Sara, you are very 
beautiful. Is it true that you are a virgin?"

I nodded, but he apparently didn't believe me. His hand 
cupped my mound for a moment and then I felt one of his 
fingers worming inside of me until the tip was pressing 
against my hymen. I was humiliated, as usual, but I 
suddenly thought, "I must have the most explored hymen 
in the fucking school!" I almost laughed out loud but I 
didn't really feel like laughing.

He pulled his finger out of me and wiped it on my lips. 
Then he stood up and unbuckled his belt and opened his 
pants. He pushed them down to his ankles and sat back 
down. I knelt in front of him and as I leaned forward 
to begin sucking his cock he reached out and grabbed my 
tit and said, "I have been getting teased half to death 
by you young prick teasers ever since I came to work 
here. You are one beautiful little slut and I would 
truly love to fuck the shit out of you bitch, but for 
now I will happily settle for the best blowjob that I 
have ever had. Young Mr. Flack informs me that you are 
very good at this. Don't disappoint me. His grade 
depends upon it."

I leaned forward and began kissing and then licking his 
balls. As I did his cock throbbed and I saw that it was 
soaking wet with lubrication. It must have been 
drooling out of him all during our class. 

I licked his cock clean and began to suck him off the 
way that I had been taught. It was no big deal I guess. 
He had an average sized cock, not too long and not too 
thick. I didn't have any trouble taking it into my 
throat. He sat back and stared at me as I sucked him 
off and I guess he liked what he saw because he came 
very quickly. 

After I swallowed his cum I started to straighten up 
but Chase said, "That was pretty quick. It's your fault 
for teasing him for an hour. Get down there and do it 
again. Show him how much you appreciate the education 
he is giving you."

I was thinking "Fuck you! If you want a good grade you 
suck him off!" But I knew better than to say anything. 
I took Mr. Carter's still hard cock back into my mouth 
and this time he lasted much longer. I sucked on his 
cock for at least ten or fifteen minutes before I 
sensed him getting close again. I was getting tired but 
of course no one cared about me. 

He closed his eyes and tensed up and grabbed my hair as 
I finished him off. He didn't cum nearly as much this 
time and I swallowed it easily and I was finally 
allowed to get up. 

Before he stood up and got dressed he ran his hands 
over my body for a few minutes and as he explored my 
body he said to Chase, "Yes Mr. Flack, I think you were 
right. She is definitely worth an A. I can't wait until 
next Monday."

He looked me right in the eye when he spoke with Chase. 
He saw the look of near despair when I found out that 
this was going to happen every Monday from now on and 
it made him smile. He took his hands away from my body 
finally and said, "I do hope that at some time before 
the end of the school year you lose your virginity Miss 
Dalton. I can just imagine how wonderful it would feel 
to put my hard cock inside of that tight little cunt of 
yours."

As I was putting my dress on again I looked at the 
clock. Lunch was nearly half over. I went to my locker 
and got my books for the next two classes and looked at 
the bag with the sandwich I had made. I was too upset 
to eat. So I closed my locker and headed outside to get 
a little air before my next class. 

As I moved toward the door I felt a hand on my ass. I 
looked up to see Chase smiling at me. He said, "Come 
on, I'll show you where to meet us at lunch time from 
now on."

"Christ!" I thought. "They aren't going to leave me 
alone for a second!"

I followed Chase out to the side of the building and we 
joined a group of kids under a large tree. Chase 
introduced me and then ignored me and talked with his 
friends. His friends didn't ignore me though. They were 
all staring at me and a couple of them moved closer and 
started a conversation. They asked me where I was from 
and the normal inane questions that people ask under 
that kind of situation. What classes was I taking and 
what did I think of this teacher or did I like 
asparagus? That sort of thing.

They seemed to be trying to get up the nerve to hit on 
me but they didn't know what my relationship to Chase 
was. I didn't mind though. They took my mind off what 
was happening to me for a few minutes, even if they 
were staring at my tits the entire time.

The bell rang all too soon and we all headed back 
inside. My first two classes in the afternoon were on 
the second floor and I caused quite a stir as I made my 
way up the stairs. I knew that the boys directly behind 
me had a very good view of my ass cheeks. I heard them 
whispering excitedly behind me. I wanted to reach back 
and hold my skirt down over my butt, or even just reach 
back and see just how much of my ass was exposed. I 
knew it would be a waste of time though. I just tried 
to ignore them and wished desperately that the pack of 
kids in front of me would move faster. It seemed to 
take forever to get to the top of the stairs.

I found my next classroom and introduced myself to the 
teacher again and he pointed out an empty seat. Two 
boys stood to the side watching with interest as I 
struggled to sit down. I knew that they could see my 
slit but by now there must have been a room full of men 
and boys that had seen the entrance to my vagina and I 
wasn't comfortable with the idea, but I guess I was 
getting numb from the shock, because I hardly even 
blushed this time.

The boys that had been watching sat down on either side 
of me and started talking to me. I was polite, and I 
could have really used a friend right then, but I 
wasn't ready to meet boys and start dating. I was 
afraid of how it might complicate my already 
complicated life. So I was careful to make sure I 
didn't give either of them the wrong impression. I was 
friendly, but not open.

To be honest, I don't know that they were interested in 
dating me anyway. They just stared at my breasts and my 
slit like every other boy did lately.

My last class of the day was Biology. As I entered the 
classroom Chase called me over to where he was sitting 
with some of his friends in the back and said, "I saved 
a seat for you."

I went up and introduced myself to the teacher and then 
returned to Chase and took the seat that he indicated. 
We were in the back corner of the room and I recognized 
several of the guys around me as boys that had been 
with us at lunch time. Once the class was in session 
Chase whispered to me to turn to my left and spread my 
legs. Chase was on my right. On my left were three of 
his friends. 

I looked around and I saw that from time to time other 
boys in the class were glancing my way. They were going 
to see what I was doing. I didn't have any choice 
though. I slowly turned to my left and spread my legs. 
I couldn't look at the boys though. I stared straight 
ahead at the teacher in the front of the classroom.

I couldn't help noticing that occasionally some of the 
other kids would look in my direction and see what was 
going on and it kept getting worse. I saw a girl 
sitting in front of me and down and to the left glance 
back and do a double take. Then she leaned over and 
whispered to a girl in front of her and then both girls 
were staring at me as I sat so obviously exposed on 
purpose to the boys in the row of seats beside me. For 
some reason the fact that they saw what I was doing was 
more embarrassing than being forced to let the boys 
look at my shaved pussy.

I sat like that for the entire class. I don't think I 
heard a thing the teacher said until the class was half 
over! I jumped up when the bell rang and grabbed my 
books and Chase said, "Meet me at the car."

I made my way to my locker with a boy's hand on my ass 
almost all the way. It wasn't Chase this time though. 
It was one of the boys that I had been flashing in 
class. Well, I guess you can't call what I did 
flashing. I had been putting on an exhibition. There 
was no flash.

His locker was near mine and as we arrived at my locker 
he said, "Thanks for the show Sara."

I opened my locker and got out the books I needed to 
take home and with my eyes staring at the ground I made 
my way to the car. I was too embarrassed to look at 
anyone's face. So many boys had seen my pussy today and 
I really couldn't face anyone.

When I got to the car Red and Brad and another boy were 
standing nearby and Chase was telling them about the 
two classes that I had with him. He told them that I 
had sucked off Mr. Carter twice, in the nude, and he 
told them how I had exposed myself in our last class. 
They all looked up and smiled as I approached and I 
recognized the fourth boy as being one of the boys that 
had enjoyed my exhibition in our last class.

Chase unlocked the car and he and Brad got in front. I 
was forced to sit between Red and Lou. Before the car 
was even started my dress was unbuttoned all the way 
and the two boys roughly explored my body as Chase 
eased out into the line of cars moving slowly towards 
the exit. It took us fifteen minutes to get out of the 
parking lot and by the time we did I was on my knees 
sucking Lou's cock. I didn't get the impression that 
Chase was taking Red's advice about being discreet. The 
way things were going it wouldn't be long before 
everyone in the school knew about me.

I was starting to think that it might not be up to me 
when I was going to lose my virginity after all. If one 
or more of the other boys in school didn't do it first, 
one of Chase's friends was likely to rape me before 
very long. A girl couldn't tease guys like this and not 
get raped. I was going to have to try and bring that up 
tonight with Larry when he was hearing about what 
happened to me today. I know that Chase had permission 
to humiliate me. I wasn't sure if he wasn't going too 
far though. He was certainly going too far for me.

Lou came so fast it startled me. I had hardly gotten 
started when he filled my mouth with cum. The other 
three guys laughed at him but he said, "Fuck you! That 
was just the warm up. Keep sucking Sara."

Red teased him as I went back to sucking him off. "That 
was your first blowjob, wasn't it Lou?"

Lou had reached down and was straining to reach my 
right breast while I sucked his cock. He took it in his 
hand and groped it roughly and finally answered, "Yeah, 
so what?" 

Oh well, at least he was being honest.

I sucked him as enthusiastically as I could but when 
Chase pulled up to the curb in front of his house he 
had not yet cum a second time. While they were waiting 
for me to finish him off there was a tapping at Brad's 
window and I heard it open. 

There was a pause and then a young girl's voice said 
excitedly, "Holy shit Lou! You're getting a blowjob!"

Lou chuckled and said, "Yeah Tawny, this is Sara, a new 
girl in school. You gotta keep this to yourself though, 
okay?"

Tawny was quiet for a minute and then she asked, "What 
kind of a girl gets naked in a car with four boys and 
sucks them off?!"

Brad said, "You promise not to tell anyone Tawny?"

I was listening closely to this conversation. I wanted 
to turn and see how old she was. She sounded very 
young. After a short pause she said, "Yeah, I promise."

Brad said, "That's our new stepsister, Sara. She is 
still a virgin, but she does whatever we want. That's 
how girls should all be."

Tawny laughed and said, "Yeah right! In your dreams!"

Just then Lou grabbed my head and pulled it down 
against his stomach and shot his cum down my throat. He 
turned my head loose finally and I sat up and looked 
out the window to see a pretty young girl that looked 
about twelve or thirteen. I turned around and buried my 
face in my hands and said, "Oh fuck!"

Lou laughed and said, "Don't worry about it Sara. She 
won't say anything."

I looked up at the jerk and said, "It doesn't matter. 
She's too young. It isn't right."

Tawny heard me and responded indignantly, "I am not too 
young! I'm not even a virgin anymore. I just don't do 
it with four guys at once like you!"

There wasn't much I could say to that.

Chase chuckled and said, "Jesus Lou. You aren't porking 
your little sister are you?"

Tawny said, "Ewww! That's gross!"

Lou had his pants back together and was about to get 
out of the car when he said, "No, I thought I'd wait a 
year or two until she grows some tits."

The boys all laughed and Lou got out. I was put back to 
work sucking Red off and he made me get up on the seat 
while I did it so that my breasts were within easy 
reach. 

He held my head in place so that I had to keep sucking 
him as I worked my way up onto the seat. I was a little 
worried about who else might see me. The windows were 
tinted, but not so dark that people couldn't see in. 

Red grabbed one of my tits and it felt like he was 
trying to milk me as I sucked him off. I thought of how 
many more dicks I was going to have to suck off this 
afternoon before I got any rest and it was pretty 
daunting. I still had to finish off Red and then I had 
all three boys to suck off before Larry got home. Maybe 
he would take pity on me tonight and let me rest. After 
all, this was supposed to be about my mother being his 
sex slave, not me.

Chase pulled over and I assumed that we were at Red's 
house. I worked as hard as I could to get him off and 
finally I felt him about to cum. He didn't grab my head 
so I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock and 
finished him off with my hand. When he had cum I sat up 
and swallowed and then sat down in the seat.

I looked up and saw Chase and Brad watching and I asked 
if I could button my dress back. I looked more and more 
like the slut that I was becoming.

Chase said, "Don't bother. We'll be home in a minute 
and I'll park in the garage. You'll just have to 
undress again in a couple of minutes."

Red said, "Thanks for the ride." Then he turned to me 
and said, "And thanks for the two blowjobs. It sucks 
that I can't fuck you, but you sure can suck!"

I didn't respond. That may have seemed like a 
compliment to him. I didn't feel like I had been 
flattered though. I felt much more like I had just been 
put in my place, that place being on my knees and doing 
whatever some boy wanted me to do. 

We were home minutes later and I followed the boys into 
the house. I took my books to my room and then went 
down to Chase's room as ordered. I stopped at Kevin's 
room on the way and said hello and told him I would be 
back in a few minutes. He nodded and I appreciated the 
sympathetic look on his face. Oh well, at least I had 
one friend.

I went to Chase's room and he had me lay on my back on 
his bed with my legs hanging over the side. He played 
with my pussy for a few minutes and I was as disturbed 
as he was amused to discover how wet I was. 

He dipped a finger into my pussy and spread my juices 
all over my mound. Then he lifted my legs and rested 
his cock on my mound and closed my legs and held them 
in the air. His cock was trapped between my upper 
thighs and he began to saw it in and out of the tight 
crevice that was formed. As he moved, his cock rubbed 
up and down through my slit and over my clit and I 
hated to admit it but it felt pretty damned good.

I was soon moaning and grabbing at his bedspread and to 
my surprise I came before he did. It wasn't as good as 
when I was with Kevin, but it felt pretty damned good 
and pretty soon I was having second thoughts about 
remaining a virgin again. Damn it felt good! 

In a few more minutes he came all over my stomach. It 
was a lot too. There were three or four large jets of 
cum and then he stood over me and said, "Rub it into 
your tits. It's good for your skin."

I spread the hot cream up over my stomach and rubbed it 
into my chest while he watched in amusement. He 
probably thought it was a pretty nasty thing to do. 
Personally I preferred rubbing it into my tits to 
swallowing it, except for the smell of course. It was 
pretty strong.

He finally let my legs fall open and looked down at my 
red, swollen pussy. He smiled and said, "It looks like 
you just got fucked."

I looked down and he was right. His cock was still more 
hard than soft and he rubbed the head of it against my 
slit and even slipped it inside of me. I got pretty 
nervous because there was still some cum on the head of 
his dick. I looked up at his face and I saw how close 
he was to saying the hell with it and shoving it in. To 
be honest, I don't think I would have been that upset. 
He came to his senses though and pulled his cock out of 
me. It had felt pretty good to have even just an inch 
of his fat cock inside of me. I knew that I was back to 
thinking with my pussy, but even knowing it I almost 
told him to go ahead.

He finally dropped my legs and sat down on the side of 
the bed. He ordered me to suck his cock clean and then 
go clean up before I went to see Brad. I sucked his 
nearly soft cock clean and licked his balls and then I 
went to my room. I used a warm, damp cloth to clean up 
and then went to Brad's room. 

He was naked, but he had already started on his 
homework. When I came in he pulled his chair away from 
his desk and spread his legs and waited. I went over to 
him and dropped to my knees and sucked him off. He was 
pretty tightly wound and once I got him hard he didn't 
take much longer than Lou had the first time I sucked 
him off. 

After I swallowed he said, "Thanks, I needed that sis."

I nodded and left. I stopped at Kevin's door again and 
said, "I need to get cleaned up. I'll be right back."

He stood up and said, "I finished my homework. Let me 
come help you."

We went to my bathroom and I ran the water in the 
shower and we got in. We soaped each other up and had 
some fun with it. We took our time and there was a lot 
of touching and rubbing and then we rinsed off and 
dried off.

I kissed him and then took his hand and led him to my 
bed. I stood beside my bed and put my arms around Kevin 
and said, "Kevin, you are the highpoint of my day. I 
try not to think about all the other things I have to 
do. I just concentrate on coming home and being with 
you. I know we aren't boyfriend and girlfriend or 
anything. But you are nice to me and I really 
appreciate that. Thanks."

I kissed him again and we stretched out side by side on 
my bed. He was three years younger than me but even so 
he was slightly taller. He was a big, strong thirteen 
year old boy and in some ways he was more mature than 
his older brothers. He was certainly a lot nicer.

For the longest time we just held each other and 
enjoyed being close. He started kissing me lightly on 
my face and my lips and it was becoming more than 
pleasant. Soon I was kissing him back and our hands 
were caressing each other and I think for the first 
time I had an idea of what it was like to make love.

After a very long, very pleasant time Kevin rolled me 
onto my back and began to kiss and lick his way down my 
body. I guess practice is important because he was even 
better than he had been yesterday, and he was very good 
yesterday.

He eventually licked and sucked my pussy until I had 
several earthshaking orgasms. I couldn't take another 
and I pushed his head away and pulled him up beside me 
again. I put my arms around his neck and kissed him 
passionately. As we kissed his hand moved over my 
breasts and I wanted to fuck him so badly.

I knew I couldn't though. So I paid him back in kind. I 
pushed him over onto his back and I kissed my way down 
his hard, smooth, young body. I licked and sucked on 
his little nipples and licked my way down to his navel. 
His cock was hard and wet and I wrapped my hand around 
it and I looked up at him and said, "I really wish I 
could fuck you Kevin. I mean that. I want you. But I 
can't."

He smiled down at me and said, "I understand. It's 
okay. What you are doing feels fantastic. Please, don't 
stop."

I smiled and said, "Are you sure? Are you sure you 
don't want me to stop? I could stop if I'm bothering 
you!"

He growled at me playfully and I bent down and took him 
into my mouth eagerly. I had only been sucking cocks 
for four days now. But there had been a lot of them and 
I was getting pretty blasé about it. Not with Kevin 
though. With Kevin I wanted to do it. I wanted to 
please him. 

I sucked him lovingly and enthusiastically and I did 
everything I could think of to please him. I stopped 
what I was doing to lick and suck on his balls and I 
ran my fingers over his thighs and his stomach and I 
used my tongue and my lips as erotically as I could and 
when he finally came in my mouth I savored it.

When he came I held it in my mouth and swallowed 
slowly. Then I slid my body up over his, caressing him 
with my tits until we were face to face and I rubbed my 
sopping wet pussy on his softening cock. 

I leaned down and kissed him and then I lifted my head 
and looked into his eyes and said, "I mean it Kevin. If 
I could do it with anyone in the world it would be with 
you."

He put his arms around me and just held me for a long 
time. It was so nice I didn't want it to end. We kissed 
a little and sometimes we whispered a little something 
to each other. Mostly though we just lay together and 
held each other and I felt so…I don't know, safe, 
loved, I'm not sure what. But I liked it.

I don't know how long we were lying like that but 
eventually I heard a noise and looked up to see my 
mother in the door. I think she had been there for a 
few minutes though. She smiled and asked, "Do you kids 
need anything?"

I looked at the clock and I was startled at how late it 
was. I hadn't even heard my mom come home! I said, "I'm 
sorry mom, I didn't realize how late it was. I'll be 
right down."

She said, "No! That's okay honey. You rest. You two 
just relax for a while. I don't need you right now." 
The strange thing was that she meant it. I guess she 
must have seen something that told her that this wasn't 
like it was with the others. She really wanted us to 
relax for a while!

It wasn't until she turned and walked away that it made 
me giggle. Kevin asked, "What so funny?"

I kissed him on the end of the nose and answered, "My 
mother just caught me laying on top of a boy, naked and 
rubbing my pussy against his cock and she smiled and 
told me to relax and enjoy myself! That's weird!"

Kevin's face got serious and he said, "It is a weird 
situation. But if it weren't for this weird situation 
you wouldn't even talk to me."

I said, "No, and if it weren't for this weird situation 
I never would have realized that you were the sweetest 
and most mature of the three boys that lived here."

I didn't want to get up. Kevin seemed comfortable, even 
with my full weight on him, but I had to at least get 
started on my homework. I forced myself to roll off of 
him and I sat on the edge of the bed. 

Kevin got up and I reached out and captured his soft 
cock in my hand and pulled him closer and kissed it. I 
looked up at him and said, "Kevin, you can come in my 
room anytime, even if your dad says to leave me alone 
at night. I will always want to see you. Okay?"

He leaned down and kissed me on the lips and said, 
"Thank you Sara. And I can't make them stop doing 
things to you, but if you ever want someone to just 
hold you, you know where to find me."

I squeezed his cock gently and said, "Get out of here 
before I give in and fuck your sweet ass. I have 
homework to do!"

I waited until he left and then I got up and went to my 
desk. I booted up my computer for the first time and 
got my books out. I had never had my own computer 
before but I had used one at the library and my 
girlfriend and I had played around with hers a lot. So 
I was able to figure out how to use it without too much 
trouble. 

I got started on my homework and I was almost done by 
the time that Larry got home. Mom called us downstairs 
and she had already set the table and supper was 
already. I went out to the kitchen to help her carry 
the food in and I hugged her and said, "Thanks mom."

She just smiled and by the time Larry came back 
downstairs in his casual clothes we were all seated at 
the table waiting.

Larry sat down and we all served ourselves and I kept 
waiting for Larry to ask me or one of his sons how my 
day had gone. Instead, we ate a quiet meal and when we 
had finished eating Larry said, "After you girls clean 
up bring a bottle of wine and four glasses out to the 
pool. I want to hear all about your day Sara. And you 
boys might enjoy hearing about Karen's day."

I looked up at mom but she never changed expression. I 
had to assume that since whatever it was had amused 
Larry then mom must have had a bad day too. They all 
went out to the pool and mom and I cleaned up the 
dining room and kitchen. Once the dishwasher was going 
we grabbed the wine and glasses and went outside. I 
kept looking at mom but she never changed expression.

Just before we went outside I asked, "Mom, tell me how 
big a mistake it would be if I fucked Kevin."

She turned to look at me and said, "Sara, Kevin is a 
great kid. I can see that he is nice to you and that 
you like him. It's nice that you have someone like him 
to hold on to and be comforted when you need that. 

If it was just a case of you having sex with Kevin I 
probably wouldn't even mind, given our current set of 
circumstances. Kevin isn't the problem though. Once 
your hymen is gone that opens up the flood gates. 
Believe me baby, you don't want those gates opened. 
You'll understand that better in a few minutes."

I knew she was right. I knew it when I was laying there 
with Kevin wanting to fuck him. I just wish we could do 
it without anyone finding out. I knew that wasn't 
possible though. I had been probed by so many male 
fingers in the last four days. There was just no way to 
hide the loss of that damned thing once it was gone.

We went out by the pool and mom served the wine to 
Larry, Chase and me and then she poured a glass for 
herself. As soon as we were seated Larry asked me to 
tell him everything that had happened to me today. 

It was harder than I thought it would be. Larry and the 
three boys stared at me and enjoyed my torment as I 
relived it in front of my mother. Well, not Kevin so 
much. I saw that he got a hard on from time to time, 
but he was embarrassed about it. I told myself that I 
would have to let him know it was okay. I understood if 
some of the things I said turned him on. Some of the 
things that happened had turned me on, at least a 
little bit.

I told them about being exposed to Red for his viewing 
pleasure and then sucking him off in the school parking 
lot. I told them about being groped in the hallways and 
exposed whenever I sat down. Larry got a big kick out 
of the part where I had been forced to display myself 
to one of my teachers and then suck him off so that 
Chase could get an A in the course. 

He also got a charge out of what happened on the way 
home when I had been caught sucking off Lou by his 
younger sister. I finished up my story with a 
description of what happened when I got home finally 
and satisfied his sons one after the other. I kind of 
gave an abbreviated version of my time with Kevin. I 
didn't want anyone to know how much we enjoyed being 
together and how nice he was being to me. I knew they 
would make it rough for us if they knew.

When I finally finished my oral diary Larry stood up 
and removed his shorts and underwear and sat back down. 
His big cock was standing up straight and hard. I guess 
there was no question about whether or not he enjoyed 
my story or approved of the way Chase had humiliated me 
today. I guess there was no point in mentioning that it 
was almost inevitable that I was going to get raped if 
I kept this up.

He called me over and pulled me into his lap so that I 
straddled his erection and was sitting with my back to 
him. His hands went to my breasts and my pussy and he 
said, "Okay Karen, it's your turn. Tell us all about 
your day."

I looked at my mom and she took a big sip of wine and 
glanced at my face and then looked away embarrassed. 
She told of being called into Larry's office at around 
ten and finding a group of eight Chinese businessmen 
and their interpreter.

Larry had been trying to sell them an office building 
in town and in order to convince them what a good deal 
it was he had offered to let them spend the afternoon 
with his assistant. They had asked to see his assistant 
and as soon as mom entered the room Larry had ordered 
her to remove her dress and go around and introduce 
herself to each of them.

It had been obvious to the men that she was embarrassed 
and being coerced and they had found that to be 
irresistible. She had removed her sheer blouse and 
short skirt and then she went around to each of the 
men. As they roughly groped her body she had tried to 
smile and she had told them her name and said hello.

The men had talked among themselves and decided that 
the offer was just too good to turn down. They had 
allowed my mother to dress and taken her back to their 
hotel rooms. She had spent the next six hours 
entertaining them. They had all fucked her repeatedly 
and when they were not fucking her she was forced to 
suck their cocks and she had even spent some time 
standing on a table trying to dance like a stripper.

They had taken lots of souvenir pictures of her and 
with her and then they had each fucked her one last 
time. During the entire afternoon the young 
Chinese/American girl who was their interpreter had sat 
blushing in a corner staring at the floor so that she 
would be available if a translation was needed.

She was finally allowed to dress, but not clean up, at 
around four that afternoon and was told to tell Larry 
that they would be in tomorrow to close on the building 
in question. Then the interpreter gave her money for a 
taxi back to the office.

 She had walked through the hotel lobby looking like a 
well used prostitute and gotten a cab back to the 
office. As soon as she had delivered their message to 
Larry he said, "Go home, you stink."

So he was hearing about her afternoon for the first 
time too. His cock throbbing between my thighs told me 
that he enjoyed hearing about her horrible afternoon. 
The boys had too. As soon as she finished talking Chase 
stood her up and bent her over the table and fucked her 
from behind.

Her face was close enough that I could have reached out 
and touched her. I saw that she was crying. Larry saw 
it too. He reached out and ran his fingers through her 
tears and said, "Don't cry Karen. It's just a part of 
your punishment for being a thief."

While Chase, and then Brad fucked my mother, Larry 
said, "I don't suppose you have had a chance to get rid 
of this pesky thing yet have you?" He began to probe my 
pussy until his finger reached my hymen and said, "It's 
a damn shame. Well, I guess you'll have to suck me off 
then. Down girl."

He helped me to my feet and I dropped the cushion from 
a nearby chair between his legs and while he watched 
his sons rape my mother I sucked him off. While I was 
sucking his cock and Brad was fucking mom Larry said, 
"I thought that you would like to know that we are 
going out tomorrow night for a little while. Chase, 
you'll be coming with us. Brad, Kevin, I'm afraid that 
you are too young."

Kevin seemed relieved but Brad was upset that he was 
being left out and he didn't even know what he was 
being left out of.

Larry said, "Sorry boys, we are going to a strip club 
and you are just too young. But don't worry, they are 
going to record the entire show and you can see the DVD 
in a couple of days. It's going to be quite a show."

There had been a hint of this a few days ago, but 
knowing that it was going to happen tomorrow was 
terrifying. I couldn't even imagine what a place like 
that must be like. No, that isn't true. I could imagine 
it and the picture in my mind was even more degrading 
than what Chase was making me do at school.

I was finally rewarded for all of my efforts between 
Larry's legs. My mouth filled with cum and I swallowed 
it and then licked his cock clean. Chase and Brad had 
finished with my mother and she went to clean up. It 
was almost nine o'clock and I asked for permission to 
go to bed. Larry nodded and I went upstairs and brushed 
my teeth and went to bed. I lay there in the dark and 
tried not to imagine what would happen tomorrow. I 
heard the boys a few minutes later when they went to 
bed. They must have been satisfied from fucking my 
mother because they didn't bother me.

After a few minutes it was quiet and I got up and 
looked out to make sure no one was around. I snuck down 
the hall to Kevin's room and he was lying in bed 
staring at the ceiling. 

I went over to him and kissed him and he smiled at me. 
I lay down beside him and said, "Kevin, don't feel bad 
when you are turned on by the things you see and hear 
down there. That doesn't make you a bad person. Some of 
it even turns me on! You don't have to go to bed horny 
either."

I pulled his covers down and reached into his pajamas. 
His cock was still a little hard. 

He grabbed my hand and said, "You don't have to do this 
Sara."

I smiled and said, "I know. That's why I want to. I 
asked my mother if I could fuck you. She understood why 
I wanted to, but she told me it that it would be a 
mistake. She was right. You saw what your dad did 
tonight. I want to fuck you, but then they would make 
me do the same stuff they make my mom do. So I can't. I 
can do this though."

I moved down and took his rapidly growing cock in my 
mouth and sucked it lovingly. He came very quickly. He 
had heard about and witnessed a lot of sex tonight and 
he stayed pretty horny all the time anyway. I really 
didn't blame him for being excited.

I teased his hard cock with my lips and used my tongue 
with much greater effect on his smaller cock. His hand 
came down and rubbed my back affectionately as I sucked 
him and soon he was filling my mouth with cum. 

After I swallowed I held his cock in my mouth until it 
was soft and then I slid onto the bed beside him and we 
held each other quietly for a few minutes. I told him 
again that it was okay if he got turned on and it would 
look suspicious if he didn't fuck my mom or get me to 
suck him off in the evening. 

He said, "I don't want to be like them."

I really hated it that he was the one that was 
thirteen. I could have really fallen for him if he was 
a few years older. In fact, I realized that I was, even 
though he was so young. 

I kissed him and said, "You aren't like them. You are 
sweet and I love you. But you can't let them know that. 
They will just make it hard on you. I don't know what 
is going to happen tomorrow night, but from now on, 
when the sex starts take your turn. I don't care if it 
is with me or my mom. Don't let them see how nice you 
are. They'll just make it worse for us. Okay?"

He nodded and said, "I'm sorry."

"For what?" I asked.

"For being one of them and for not being able to give 
you your life back," he said quietly.

"Don't be sorry," I said and kissed him on the cheek. 
"I'm glad you are here. You are just what I need after 
a day like today. It's nice to know that every guy in 
the world isn't like them. I'm glad you are here and I 
am glad you are the way that you are."

We held each other for a little while longer and then I 
got up and went to bed. I didn't want Larry or one of 
his other two sons to see me in here.

I had just gotten to bed when my mother stopped in 
doorway and looked in. She saw that I was awake and she 
came and sat on my bed. "Now do you understand why you 
don't want to have sex with Kevin?" she asked.

I reached out and held her hand. I sighed and said, "I 
know why I can't, but I can't help wanting to. He is so 
sweet to me. He isn't like them."

She smoothed my hair out of my face and said, "No he 
isn't. He is a very nice boy. But you have to protect 
yourself as much as you can."

"I know," I said.

Mom bent down and kissed me goodnight and started to 
leave but I stopped her. I asked, "Mom, have you ever 
been in a strip club?"

I was reasonably certain that she hadn't, but maybe she 
could say something to reassure me. 

I saw the look on her face when I brought it up though. 
She was just as scared as I was. She shook her head and 
got up and went to bed.

I lay awake a long time dreading tomorrow night. Kevin 
woke me up the next morning. He was sitting on the side 
of my bed and smiling. He said, "I knew you would lay 
awake last night worrying and oversleep this morning. 
Come on, get up."

I looked at my clock and saw that I had forgotten to 
set my alarm. I smiled and thanked Kevin and got up and 
rushed to the shower. I put on one of my new dresses 
and by the time I got to the kitchen I had made up the 
time.

I had a bowl of cereal and a glass of juice with Kevin, 
and then the other two boys came down. Chase ordered me 
to get him a bowl of cereal but once I had served him 
Brad had something else in mind. 

While Chase ate his cereal I got down and sucked Brad's 
cock. I heard Kevin going out to catch the bus and I 
was glad. It had begun to bother me when he had to 
watch this almost as much as it bothered me when I had 
to do this stuff in front of my mother.

Brad seemed to be in a particularly vicious mood today 
and he kept pulling my hair and thrusting his hips up. 
I don't know who he was mad at but he really seemed 
like he was trying to hurt me on purpose. 

After he came and I swallowed his slimy cum he scooped 
up a little drop of cum I had missed from the end of 
his dick and wiped it on my upper lip. He grinned and 
ordered me to leave it there. 

He was satisfied finally and he let me go. I had just 
enough time to put Chase's bowl in the sink and grab my 
book bag. I sat alone in the back of the car until we 
got to Red's house and he came out and slid in beside 
me. 

As soon as the car was moving he put his arm around me 
and Brad said, "Don't kiss her man. She just sucked me 
off and she still has some of my cum on her lip."

Red smiled and said, "I didn't want to kiss the dumb 
cunt. She ain't my girlfriend." As he spoke he was 
unbuttoning my dress and before long it was spread wide 
and I was as good as naked. He pulled his cock out and 
pulled my head down into his lap and as Chase drove us 
to school I sucked on Red's cock while he squeezed my 
ass roughly.

Every now and then he would reach between my legs and 
slide a finger into my slit and then he started forcing 
it into my ass. By the time I finally managed to suck 
him off his finger was buried in my ass and he said to 
Chase, "The bitch sure has a tight ass. You sure I 
can't fuck it?"

Chase said, "Sorry dude. Dad was pretty explicit. Just 
be grateful for what you can get man. You were always 
whining because Carol won't suck your damned cock. Now 
you are getting sucked off regularly. You can still 
fuck Carol and get Sara to suck you off. What the fuck 
do you want?!"

Red laughed and said, "I want to fuck this hot little 
bitch. Hell, who wouldn't?"

He finally pulled his finger from my ass and when I sat 
up he stuck it into my mouth and made me suck it clean. 
I was disgusted by him even more than by Chase and 
Brad. I guess I could at least be thankful that I 
wasn't living with him instead of the guys I was living 
with.

I didn't feel very thankful though.

When we got to the school I was finally allowed to 
button my dress back up. Chase watched me and without 
even being told I left the top button unbuttoned. When 
I was done he told me to straighten my skirt. It was 
all twisted up around my waist.

I lifted my butt and smoothed my skirt under me and sat 
back down. He looked down at my lap and ordered me to 
unbutton the bottom button.

I did, and just that one little button made a big 
difference. I looked down and saw that my skirt opened 
up enough at the bottom that I could look down and see 
my slit, even with my legs pressed tightly together.

I saw how pleased he was and I couldn't just let it go. 
"Chase, please!" I begged. "When the teachers see this 
I'll get in trouble. Your dad said you couldn't get me 
in trouble with the teachers."

He smiled and said, "Leave it like that. If a teacher 
gets upset then you can button it. I think it looks 
hot."

Red reached over and put a finger inside of me and then 
coated my pussy lips with the moisture that covered his 
finger when he pulled it out. Then he made me suck his 
finger clean again and we all got out of the car.

I was sent off while the three of them hung around the 
car and watched me walk away. Just like yesterday, 
everyone that I passed as I walked through the crowd 
stopped talking and stared at me as I went by. I didn't 
have the nerve to look down at my dress. I could feel 
my skirt separating with each step that I took and I 
was pretty sure that as it came open my pussy was 
exposed. But I didn't want to know for sure.

I was only half way to the building when a boy started 
walking beside me. He introduced himself and asked my 
name and put his arm around my waist. I didn't know 
what to do. I walked a few steps before I reached down 
and tried to pull his hand away. I didn't want to 
struggle or make a scene, but I didn't want boys 
thinking that they could just walk up and do what they 
wanted to me. 

I knew that he didn't know that I was being forced to 
dress like a slut. So maybe he could be forgiven for 
thinking that I was easy. I just wasn't sure what to 
do. I finally came to a stop and turned to face him. I 
asked him to take is hand off of me and he smiled and 
said, "Come on bitch, you can't dress like that and 
parade around here and expect to be left alone. You got 
it all hanging out. What are you, just a fucking 
tease?"

I heard Chase behind the guy saying, "No Pete, She is 
not just a fucking tease. Now let her go."

Pete didn't let go and he didn't turn around. He just 
said, "Mind your own business Flack."

Chase said, "It is my business Pete. She's my 
stepsister. Now let her go."

There was a long pause and I was wondering if there was 
going to be a fight. Pete finally dropped his hand from 
my hip but he raked my body with his eyes and 
whispered, "Later cunt. I'm not done with you. You 
dress like a slut, you must be a slut."

I shuddered as he walked away and as soon as he was 
gone the tears started. It made me furious that I was 
being put into positions like this, and it made me 
furious that I was crying. I finally reached into my 
purse and got a tissue and wiped my eyes and turned and 
pushed through the kids that had gathered to watch. I 
felt several hands on my ass as I made my way through 
the crowd and then I broke through and made my way to 
the door.

In some ways today was worse than yesterday. I was more 
exposed and the boys were taking every opportunity to 
go by my desk and get a good look. There was no way for 
me to sit without exposing myself so I just stopped 
worrying about it. The only good thing was that I 
didn't have to suck off any of my teachers today.

I spent my lunch hour with Chase and his friends. A 
couple of them got a little braver today and Chase 
ignored them as one of them stood with his arm around 
my shoulder and his hand inside the top of my dress 
while the other ran his hand up under the back of my 
dress and held onto the cheek of my ass.

The others were all watching and apparently couldn't 
believe what the guys were doing, and that I would 
permit it. I wanted to object of course. But I figured 
that if what they were doing wasn't permitted then 
Chase would stop them. 

The three of us stood like that for a while when one of 
the others said, "Hey man, how about giving someone 
else a chance?"

The boy holding my tit said, "Sure, come on over and 
help keep her tits warm." He moved away and the boy 
that spoke up took his place. I knew that there were 
other kids around keeping their eyes on us, on me. They 
must have seen what was happening. I couldn't look 
though. It was just too humiliating.

Another of Chase's friends came over and reached under 
the back of my dress and held my other cheek and then 
another boy came over and took the place of the one 
that had been first to grab my ass. By the time the 
bell rang to signify the end of early lunch all of the 
boys had taken turns groping me in the schoolyard. I 
was just grateful that there was not enough privacy for 
Chase to make me suck them off. Because I was pretty 
sure that he would have happily made me to it.

By the end of the day I was getting better at 
concentrating on the teachers. I began to realize that 
the only way I had of escaping from my new reality was 
to ignore what was happening to me and concentrate on 
the lectures. It bothered me that all of the teachers 
treated me with disdain, even the one that I had sucked 
off. I understood what they were thinking though. I 
knew what I looked like.

When I got out to the car after school the same four 
guys were waiting for me. I was soon naked in the back 
seat between Red and Lou and as they groped me Lou 
said, "I promised my dumb sister that she could watch 
again. Is that okay Chase?"

Chase chuckled and said, "Hell, I don't care. Maybe 
she'll learn something. As long as she doesn't go 
blabbing all over town what's going on I don't give a 
shit."

Lou waited until we arrived at his house and Chase had 
pulled up to the curb. His sister was standing there 
waiting. He ran his window down and looked around to 
make sure that no one but his sister was around and 
then he asked her, "You still want to watch?"

Tawny leaned against the door and smiled and nodded and 
Lou unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them and his 
underwear down. Tawny chuckled nervously and said, 
"Nice dick bro!" 

After that she didn't say much as Lou pulled my head 
down and I slid off the seat and sucked him off. Sara 
had a much better view today and when I started taking 
his cock down my throat I heard her say, "Son of a 
bitch! Doesn't that hurt her?"

Chase said, "She said it made her a little sore the 
first time. But she can do it for anyone now, even my 
dad."

She asked Chase, "Is it a lot better that way?"

All four boys said, almost in unison, "Fuck yes!"

Tawny was quiet as she watched me finish sucking her 
brother off and then she asked Chase, "Can you make her 
teach me how to do that?"

I straightened up and swallowed Lou's cum and I saw all 
four boys looking at each other and grinning. Chase 
smiled an evil smile and said, "Yeah, I can make her do 
that. But you'll have to practice on us."

I looked out the window and I couldn't believe it, she 
was actually thinking it over! I was shocked when she 
said, "Yeah, okay, but not Lou. I can't do that with 
him. That would be sick."

Chase looked at Lou and he just grinned and shrugged. 
Then he said, "Fuck, I don't give a shit. I'm getting 
mine."

Lou pulled is pants up and got out and as we drove off 
I was back on my knees and sucking Red off. I heard 
Brad in the front seat saying, "She's kind of young, 
but she's pretty hot for a kid. This should be fun."

Chase just chuckled, that evil little laugh of his.

We pulled to the curb in front of Red's house and a few 
minutes later he came in my mouth. After he got out I 
sat there naked and Chase drove us home. I had managed 
to avoid thinking about what was going to happen this 
evening while I was in school today, most of the time 
anyway. Now, as we were pulling into the driveway I 
began to worry about what was going to happen to me 
tonight. I was going to a strip club. I had no doubt 
that I would be taking off my clothes in front of a 
room full of dirty old men. Beyond that my mind 
couldn't go. 

I grabbed my books and got out and we went upstairs. I 
put my books and my dress in my room and waived at 
Kevin as I passed by to go to Chase's room. 

I guess Chase was feeling lazy today. He settled for a 
simple blowjob. This was his first one today. He hadn't 
made me suck him off this morning. It only took me 
about ten minutes or so to get him off. 

I noticed that I was beginning to develop more stamina. 
I had sucked off three boys since school got out and my 
jaw wasn't sore yet. I had mixed emotions about that. I 
didn't want to be the kind of girl that could suck 
cocks all day long. This was a terrible thing to do, 
especially for a girl my age. It shouldn't be easy.

I went down to Brad's room next and he was sitting at 
his desk in the nude just getting his books out to 
start his homework. I entered his room and he looked 
like he was almost tempted to tell me to forget it. He 
looked back and forth between me and his books several 
times and I could almost read his mind when he decided 
to go ahead and get his afternoon blowjob.

Brad just turned towards me and spread his legs and 
waited. He seemed to be in as big a hurry to get it 
over with as I was. I went to my knees between his legs 
and sucked his cock as was expected of me. He must have 
been really distracted by something. It took a long 
time for him to get hard and I had to suck a long time 
to get him to cum. I finally got him off and stood up 
and he was turning to his homework before I turned to 
leave.

Both Chase and Brad had acted as though they would 
almost rather just get on with their homework this 
afternoon. Maybe there would soon be days that I didn't 
have to perform this degrading ritual every day after 
school. I could hope.

I went to my room and brushed my teeth and washed my 
face and then went to see Kevin. He had already 
finished his homework and he was lying on his bed 
waiting for me. I saw his face light up when I entered 
his room and I felt the same way.

I hurried to his bed and stretched out beside him and 
he held me in his arms. It struck me that he was the 
only boy that treated me like a person. He was the only 
one that cared how I felt. 

As we lay together our hands began to wander and soon 
we were both aroused. I started to move down to take 
him in my mouth but he stopped me. He turned onto his 
back and invited me into a sixty-nine position. I 
gladly straddled his face and lowered myself down to 
take his cock into my mouth. 

I felt his lips and his tongue exploring me and it felt 
so wonderful. He was the only one that made an effort 
to please me and it made me want to please him so much. 
I couldn't wait until he was older and his cock was 
larger and I could do so much more to please him. 

We gave each other several orgasms. Well, he gave me 
several. I sucked him until he came twice. Then I 
turned around and we held each other. I couldn't spend 
as much time with him this afternoon. I had to get my 
homework done before we went out tonight. As soon as 
that thought crossed my mind it erased the good feeling 
that Kevin had given me.

He sensed the tension return and he asked, "You're 
worried about tonight, aren't you?"

I smiled wryly and said, "No, I'm not worried. I'm 
scared to death."

He held me close and said, "When you get home tonight, 
come in and see me. No matter how late it is. Okay?"

I hugged him and gave him a big kiss and thanked him 
for being so nice. Then I got up and went to my room. I 
had just started working on my homework when my mother 
got home. She came in to see how I was doing before she 
went to her room to undress. I told her that I was 
scared, but I had to get my homework done before Larry 
got home. I didn't know what time we were going out or 
what time we would be home. She came over to where I 
was sitting at my desk and gave me a kiss on the 
forehead and told me again how sorry she was. She 
looked so sad that I felt like I should be comforting 
her. I just didn't have the time right now. 

I just managed to finish my homework by the time supper 
was ready. Since we were going out this evening Larry 
wanted to hear about my day while we ate dinner. I told 
him what he wanted to hear. I went into a lot of detail 
when I got to the part about Lou's young sister. I 
emphasized her age in the hope that he would say 
something to the boys about her being too young.

I saw that he knew what point I was trying to make. But 
he just smiled. When I had finished he said, "She is 
too young. But since she isn't a virgin and since she 
has asked for the lesson, what the hell. I don't give a 
shit."

I guess I should have expected that from him. After we 
ate Larry said that we would be leaving at eight. I was 
to be showered and ready and he would come to my room 
and pick out what I was to wear before we left. Then he 
made me stand and he checked me for my hymen. I found 
the entire, coldblooded process demeaning. I stood by 
his chair and spread my legs and he checked to see if 
my pussy was damp. 

It always was. In the five days that he had been doing 
this I had either been receiving a lot of physical 
stimulation before he checked me or, like tonight, I 
had just spent half an hour or so telling him about my 
day of sexual humiliation and abuse.

He slid his finger inside me until he felt my hymen. 
Then he pulled it back and began to stimulate my clit 
with his thumb. He did it just long enough to get my 
body to respond. Then he stopped.

He and the boys got up then. Larry and Chase and Kevin 
went out by the pool. Brad went back upstairs. He 
apparently had a paper due that he had put off until 
the last minute. I guess that was why he had acted the 
way that he had when I went to his room for his 
afternoon blowjob.

Mom and I cleaned up the kitchen and I went to my room 
and took a shower. When I was ready to go out I checked 
my email. I hadn't done that since I moved in here. 
Since I had not had my own computer before I only 
checked it occasionally before. When I could get to the 
library and when I thought about it. I hardly ever got 
a real email since I saw my friends every day at my old 
school and most of what I did get was spam.

This time though, I was surprised to find that I had 
email from a couple of my friends from my old school. I 
felt guilty. I had been so wrapped up in what was 
happening to me since we moved that I had hardly 
thought about my old life or my old friends. 

I answered their emails, but I had to be evasive and it 
made me uncomfortable. I couldn't tell anyone what my 
life was like now. Two of my friends wanted me to call 
them so we could arrange to get together on a weekend. 
I would have to ask Larry before I could commit to 
that.

Kevin came into my room just then. He walked over and 
stood behind me and put his arms around me and kissed 
my shoulder. He said, "I just wanted to see how you 
were doing."

I closed up my email program and shut off my computer 
and leaned back into him and said, "So far so good."

Kevin said, "I'm going to my room now. Remember what I 
said. I want to see you when you get home tonight, no 
matter how late it is. Okay?"

I nodded and he kissed me and went to his room.

It wasn't much longer before Larry came in. I had 
expected him to select whichever he thought was the 
sluttiest of the outfits that he had bought for me. So 
I was surprised when not only did he select the most 
demure of my slutty outfits but he even selected one of 
my old bra and panty sets that he had let me keep when 
he moved us in with him.

He watched me dress and even as nervous as I was I was 
amused when I noticed that it felt funny wearing 
underwear after going a week without any. The bra felt 
especially constricting. The first few days without it 
had been hard, but now, putting it back on felt even 
worse. I put on a pair of thigh high hose and then the 
longest of my short skirts and the least sheer of my 
blouses. He told me to put on some shoes and he went to 
pick out what my mother would be wearing. 

I sat down and put my shoes on and then I just remained 
there until Larry came back with my mother and we left. 
I sat in the back with Chase, but he had been ordered 
to leave me alone so I stared out the window and 
worried about what would happen to me tonight. 

We finally arrived at the strip joint. It wasn't even 
one of the classy places you see sometimes, the 
gentlemen's club type. It looked like a real dive. We 
got out of the car and we could hear the loud music 
coming from inside. As we followed Larry inside we 
passed by dozens of pictures of scantily clad or naked 
young women. Larry opened the door and the loud music 
hit us full on. I didn't know how they could stand it! 

We stopped just inside the door and it was pretty much 
like I had imagined it would be. The place was full of 
rowdy men. Most of them were watching a woman dancing 
nude on a small stage. Quite a few had seen us enter 
and had turned to look us over when we walked in. Now 
they were staring at us in amusement. We must have 
looked like a typical family of four who were out to 
see a Disney movie and got lost. Larry spotted his 
friends from Sweet Nothings at a table near the stage 
and we walked through the crowd and joined them. 

When we got to the table Chase and mom and I sat down 
with Kara, Jo and Glenn. Larry and Paul went into an 
office in the back of the large main room. I couldn't 
help staring at the woman dancing naked on stage. Men 
kept coming up to the stage and running their hands up 
the woman's legs and stuffing money into her pussy. 
Each time it happened she smiled at the man and the 
others in the audience cheered him on. 

The man would walk back to his seat and the dancer 
would pull the money from her pussy and straighten it 
out and sniff it with a theatrical smile and then toss 
it on the floor. It was really disgusting. I wanted to 
stop looking but I couldn't help staring at her and 
wondering what was going through her head while she 
danced naked in front of a hundred men. 

She wasn't bad looking, but nothing special. Despite 
the fact that she danced for a living she had a little 
bit of flab and there was cellulite on her thighs and 
her butt. She looked like she was only in her early 
twenties, but she looked kind of rough. You wouldn't 
want to pick a fight with her. 

The music finally stopped and she got a round of 
applause. They started playing some quieter music and 
the woman went around the stage and with her ass to the 
audience she bent over and picked up the bills that she 
had dropped there. When the money had been collected 
she grabbed the small items of clothing she had taken 
off for their amusement and walked calmly backstage.

A few minutes later she came out a side door in a tiny, 
sheer g-string and started going around to the tables. 
She collected a few more tips and got felt up a lot 
more and then she sat at one of the tables and the guys 
there bought her a drink.

I finally looked away and saw that Jo and Kara had been 
watching my mother and me as we watched the stripper. 
Jo leaned close and said, "It isn't so bad. In fact, 
some of us really enjoy it. Paul makes Kara and I do it 
often and we give the money we make to the strippers. 
We are both exhibitionist though." She looked at me and 
added, "And neither of us is sixteen."

There was a pause and she asked, "Do you know what they 
have planned for you?"

Mom and I both shook our heads. 

Kara said, "I heard some of it when they were talking 
it over with the two cops who keep their eye on the 
place. All four of us are going to come out on stage 
and Jo and I are going to lead you out on leashes. We 
are going to undress you and make you put on a mother 
and daughter show. I understand that Larry has made you 
do that at home?"

We nodded. I could see that mom was having as much 
trouble with this as I was.

Kara said, "That was all I heard. I don't know what 
else they have in mind."

I suddenly shivered, probably from a mix of fear and 
revulsion. Jo leaned over and said, "It isn't so bad 
honey. If you put yourself in the right frame of mind 
it's kind of fun."

I just looked at her like she was crazy. She turned to 
Kara and they both shrugged and went back to sipping 
their drinks. I could have used one of those drinks 
right now. A little alcohol might help with the terror 
I was feeling.

Larry came back to the table and collected the four 
females. Glenn and Chase were left at the table as we 
followed Larry back to the small office in the back. 

As we made our way through the crowd we attracted a lot 
of attention. Mom and I got a lot of curious stares but 
Jo and especially Kara seemed to know a lot of the men 
and they had to stop several times and say hello and 
get groped and they even kissed a few of the men. They 
seemed to really enjoy the attention though. 

We entered the small dingy office in the back and met 
the manager, Dave. He was a heavyset older man with a 
mean look on his face. He looked at us, my mother and 
I, appraisingly and said to Larry and Paul, "You know 
we should be doing this in the private theater in the 
back. We are taking a chance putting that girl up on 
stage."

Larry said, "The guys will love it, and you got the 
okay from your two pet cops. I'm sure that there won't 
be any problems."

The manager looked us up and down for a moment longer 
and said, "Okay, tell them what they are going to do."

Larry laid out the whole plan for us this evening. It 
started out the way that Kara had told us. We would be 
led out on stage and Kara and Jo would take our clothes 
off. When we were naked we would be made to have sex 
right there on stage and then they were going to make 
us have sex with someone from the audience. I glanced 
at Larry and he said, "Don't worry Sara. You aren't 
going to get fucked."

He didn't make that same assurance to my mom.

He said that after the show we would be taken back 
stage and then led out among the tables and the men 
would be permitted to meet us, touch us and tip us if 
they wished. The money was of no consequence since it 
would be split up between the other girls that worked 
there.

Paul told Kara to take us back stage and we left the 
men in the office and followed Kara and Jo back through 
the crowded room.

When we got backstage there was no one in the dressing 
room. Kara looked around and found two large black 
leather collars with chain leashes attached. They put 
the collars on my mother and me and then they took off 
all of their clothes.

We stood by the stage door until they heard the music 
stop and we were led out on stage. As soon as the men 
saw Kara and Jo they started cheering loudly and 
whistling and clapping. There were all sorts of obscene 
comments being yelled up at us. 

Kara stepped forward and got the men to settle down and 
when they had gotten quiet enough she said, "Gentlemen, 
we have a new show for you tonight." 

There was another loud round of cheering and catcalls 
and when they settled down Kara said, "Tonight we have 
a couple of new girls to amuse you. They are a mother 
and daughter, Karen and Sara. The daughter is a sixteen 
year old virgin." 

There was a moment of something like stunned silence 
and then the crowd went wild. When they quieted down 
again Kara continued, "Neither woman has ever undressed 
in public before, and neither one has ever been in a 
strip club before. I should add that, like Jo and I, 
they are slaves, and like Jo and I when we first came 
here, they are not doing this of their own free will. 
They are scared and embarrassed and they may or may not 
get turned on, but they are going to hate everything 
that happens to them tonight. I know a lot of you get a 
kick out of that."

I didn't bother to correct her introduction. Mom and I 
had both been forced to undress in public at Jo's store 
when we tried on clothes. I guess that doesn't count.

There was another round of loud cheers and Kara 
finished up saying, "After the show we will bring them 
around to your tables and introduce them so save your 
tips until after the show."

There was another loud round of cheering and then some 
quiet jazz started playing. My mom and I were turned to 
face each other and Kara stood behind me and Jo behind 
my mother. They began to run their hands over us, 
caressing our breasts and lightly touching our bodies. 
It was all very sensual.

I saw my mother close her eyes but Kara said, "Keep 
your eyes open Karen. This is a very visual show. You 
don't want to miss any of it."

I am pretty sure that she was wrong. I imagine that the 
idea of watching her daughter being undressed and 
molested by some woman for the amusement of a large 
group of men was not something that she wanted to see. 
She knew better than to disobey though.

All too soon the fingers that were caressing us began 
to unbutton our blouses. They took their time, 
purposefully drawing it out. I watched the fingers 
unbuttoning my mother's blouse and then pulling it free 
from her skirt. At the same time the same thing was 
happening to me. It was a little like seeing myself 
undressed in public. I didn't want to watch, but there 
was nowhere else to look.

My blouse was pulled off and dropped on the floor out 
of the way. Kara caressed me again for a moment and I 
watched Jo doing the same thing to my mother. Then our 
skirts were removed and dropped on top of our blouses.

There were men gathering closer to get a better view. I 
could see them out of the corner of my eye but I tried 
to ignore them and the cheers as our flesh was being 
uncovered for their amusement.

Kara and Jo drew it out, caressing us for a long time 
before they removed our bras and dropped them. Their 
hands began to move over our naked breasts and tease 
our nipples and even as scared as I was I had to admit 
that it felt pretty good. She was very good at this. I 
could see that my mom was reacting to Jo's touch too. 

They caressed us and played with our tits and I felt 
Kara's breasts against my back and her belly as she 
rubbed herself against my butt. The crowd was getting 
impatient though and finally our panties were slowly 
and sensually removed, leaving us naked and exposed. 

As scared as I was, as horrible as I thought this whole 
show was, I had to admit that there was something 
exciting about being undressed in front of a large 
group of cheering, whistling, catcalling men. If anyone 
had told me that I would feel that way I would have 
been certain that they were insane. Hell, I still hated 
having to go around naked at home where the boys could 
see me. It certainly didn't turn me on. But for some 
reason I was feeling very excited right now. I was 
still scared, but I was excited. 

Once we were naked we were turned so that we faced the 
audience, some of them standing less than two feet away 
from where we now stood naked. Kara and Jo continued to 
explore our bodies for the entertainment of the men for 
several minutes and then they turned us back to face 
each other and gently but firmly pushed us together.

Kara ordered us to begin kissing and touching like 
lovers and then she and Jo stepped back and my mother 
and I performed for them the way we had been made to 
perform for Larry and his boys. We kissed and touched 
and our breasts touched and we rubbed our pussies 
together and the crowd went nuts. I had been getting 
turned on while being undressed and touched by Kara. 
That all went away now. I wanted nothing more than to 
run screaming from this stage. I was struggling to keep 
from crying as my mother and I humiliated ourselves in 
front of all these men.

I saw Jo step back and spread a blanket out on the 
floor. It was just far enough away from the front of 
the stage that the men would not be able to touch us. 

My mother was pulled away from me and positioned on her 
back on the blanket. Jo took hold of my leash again and 
I was made to kneel with my face over my mother's but 
facing the other way. Jo ordered us to kiss some more 
and after a moment or two I was ordered to kiss my way 
down my mother's body. 

As I did my mother was under me kissing and licking my 
body. I was held in place when I reached my mother's 
breasts and I kissed and licked and sucked them for a 
few minutes before I was allowed to continue until I 
was finally in the ideal position for a sixty-nine with 
my mother. 

I was shocked when I looked down and saw how wet my 
mother was. I knew she hated this, the show that we 
were putting on and the fact that her young daughter 
was a part of it. I knew that it was a purely 
physiological reaction. I hadn't expected it though. 

I began to lick her pussy and mom began to do the same 
to me and as her tongue moved through my slit for the 
first time that night I realized that I was probably 
just as wet as she was. The sensations were immediate. 
I had been sure that I would not feel this way, not up 
here on this stage in front of all of these horny old 
men. So I was horrified when I started having orgasms. 
Not an orgasm, I was having orgasm after orgasm and my 
mother's hands on the cheeks of my butt were the only 
thing keeping me from thrashing around like a crazy 
woman.

I probably would have been more embarrassed if mom was 
not matching me orgasm for orgasm. When I realized it, 
it made things even worse. Soon we were rolling around 
on the blanket and licking and screaming and even 
biting and the crowd was going as wild as we were.

I don't know how many orgasms I had or how long the 
show lasted. I didn't pass out, but after a while 
everything was cloaked in a sort of red haze and I 
didn't know what was going on around me. 

Jo and Kara finally separated us and pulled us to our 
feet. The cheers from the audience were so loud the 
floor shook. It went on and on for a long time and I 
thought that the show was over. I was wrong though, 
there was more. 

From off to the side I saw one of the strippers leading 
Chase up on stage. He was looking just as cocky as 
always, the crowd didn't seem to bother him in the 
least. He was brought over to the center of the stage 
and introduced as our sixteen year old stepson and 
stepbrother and then the stripper began to undress him. 

When Chase was naked he came over and stood in front of 
us and mom and I were pulled to our knees by our 
leashes. We were then made to take turns sucking on 
Chase's cock until it was hard. Once he was hard we 
both were given an opportunity to demonstrate our 
deepthroat skills for the audience. 

Chase stopped us though, before he could cum. He 
stepped back and moved around behind mom and finished 
by fucking her in front of the audience. He didn't last 
very long. Once he had cum I was made to suck his cock 
clean and as he stood back and dressed I was forced to 
eat my mother's pussy clean.

There was still one last perverse act though. Jo and 
Kara stretched out on the blanket and my mother and I 
ate them both to orgasms with our bodies close enough 
to the front of the stage that men began to run their 
hands over us while we satisfied the women.

Several times I felt fingers dipping roughly into my 
pussy and I was afraid that I was about to be 
deflowered on some oaf's finger. I heard men being 
warned though and after Kara came and I straightened up 
I saw Larry standing near the edge of the stage warning 
the men not to tear my hymen. They were welcome to 
explore, but not damage the merchandise.

After Kara and Jo were satisfied they stood up and with 
all four of us wearing nothing but thigh highs we were 
led around to every table by the leashes they held. At 
each table men would look at us, touch us, some pulled 
us into their laps and kissed us or sucked on our tits. 
We were groped and molested roughly for more than an 
hour. 

At each table, after the men there molested us they 
stuck money into the tops of our stockings and as we 
were led to the next table Kara and Jo took the money. 
I noticed that there were some pretty large bills in 
the tip money and it was turning into a couple of 
pretty large handfuls.

When we had been to every table we were led down a long 
hallway behind the stage. We stopped outside of a door 
and Kara said, "The two cops that keep this place safe 
and keep it from being raided are inside this room. 
They have to be satisfied as a part of their pay. They 
know not to bust your cherry honey, but one of them is 
a real ass man and you will probably get fucked in your 
ass. The night is almost over, so just hang in there."

Jo opened the door and they pushed us inside and the 
two cops stood there leering at us. I heard the door 
shut behind us and the cops were all over us. They were 
large men who had really let themselves go. They had 
big beer bellies, double chins and fat sweaty hands 
that were all over us. They passed us back and forth 
between them, each taking a turn with my mother and me. 
They kissed us and groped us and were rougher than 
anyone out front had been. 

The one that finally ended up with me held me tight 
against his body and said, "It really sucks that you 
are a virgin kid. This is the first time in a long time 
that I felt like fucking a girl's pussy more than her 
asshole. But I'm sure your ass is going to feel just 
fine."

Both men undressed and we were soon on our knees 
sucking their cocks. They didn't cum in our mouths 
though. Mom was bent over a daybed in front of a big 
mirror and her cop fucked her from behind. I was bent 
over a table and I felt the cop stick a greased up 
finger inside of my butt. I jumped at his touch but I 
didn't object. He didn't stretch me out the way Larry 
had though. He just greased me up and put more grease 
on his cock and then he forced it roughly inside of me. 

I cried out in pain as he forced his cock deeper and 
deeper inside me. He didn't give me a moment to adjust 
either. He just kept driving it deeper. I begged him to 
take it easy a couple of times but I was panting so 
hard from the pain and the pressure that I couldn't 
talk much.

I was crying and panting as he raped my ass. I was sure 
that he was tearing me. I doubt if he lasted very long. 
It just seemed like a very long time. When he had 
finished pounding into me he collapsed on top of me for 
a moment and I could feel his fat, sweaty flesh rubbing 
on my back. It really felt gross. 

He was panting in my ear and telling me what a good 
fuck I was and his hands were reaching around and 
grabbing my tits. I felt like throwing up.

Finally he straightened up and pulled me around and 
pushed me to my knees. He made me clean his cock and I 
could see my mother performing the same service for the 
cop that had just raped her.

We stood by the door while the cops dressed and when 
they left the manager came in and said, "Just one more 
cock ladies, and then you can get dressed and go home."

He took my hand and pulled me across the room and sat 
on the daybed. I knew what he wanted. I dropped down 
and helped him unfasten his pants. I pulled out his 
large, ugly, very hard cock and sucked it the way I was 
supposed to while my mother sat down beside him and he 
groped her and kissed her roughly.

He lasted a long time. I guess he was pretty jaded from 
managing a strip joint. My jaw had finally had enough 
by the time he filled my mouth with his very bitter 
cum. As soon as he came he stood up and put his pants 
back in place and led us out of the room. He pulled us 
back to the dressing room and took our collars off. 
Then he sent us out on stage and told us to dress 
slowly and then we could return to our table. 

We stepped out on stage and moved to where our clothing 
was piled on the floor. There were some cheers from the 
men as we stepped out on stage but they soon quieted 
down when they saw that we were just getting dressed. 

It felt really strange, even after all that we had just 
been through, to stand there in front of all of these 
men and dress. It probably sounds silly, but it seemed 
like a terrible invasion of my privacy. Once we were 
dressed we walked off the stage using the small stairs 
on the side of the stage and went to the table where 
everyone was waiting. We sat down and mom and I held 
hands and waited for Larry to take us home. 

Larry and Paul both told us that we had put on an 
excellent show and that we had made almost fifteen 
hundred dollars for the dancers. I didn't really give a 
shit about the dancers. I just wanted to get the hell 
out of here.

Larry finally finished his drink and said goodbye to 
his friends. He stood up and we followed him out of the 
club. My mother and I were groped freely as we passed 
among the tightly packed tables. We just ignored the 
men and kept walking.

When we got to the car Larry tossed the keys to Chase 
and said, "You drive boy. I have a hard on that just 
won't go away." 

Larry pulled me into the back seat with him and Chase 
drove home as I sucked Larry off in the back seat. He 
came twice before we got home.

When we got in the house I got a glass of juice to take 
the taste of cum and pussy out of my mouth. I gulped it 
down and then rushed to my room to take a hot shower 
and brush my teeth.

It wasn't quite midnight and I was sure that Kevin 
would be asleep but I went to his door and looked in. I 
thought he was asleep and I started to go back to my 
room when he whispered, "Sara? Come in."

When he spoke I realized that I was so happy that he 
was awake that I felt like crying. I rushed inside and 
crawled on top of his bed and hugged him so tight. He 
held me close and then I did cry. Not loud, just 
quietly, but he knew it. 

We lay like that for a long time and it felt so good. 
He didn't say any of those dumb things that people say 
like, "It'll be okay" or anything stupid like that. He 
just held me and whispered, "I'm so sorry Sara."

I knew that he meant it. I could hear it in his voice. 
He really did feel bad about what the rest of his 
family was doing. Just knowing that seemed to help. 

After I had calmed down he asked, "Would it help to 
talk about it?"

I didn't even have to think about that. "No Kevin, I 
don't even want to think about it. I'm sure you'll hear 
all about it tomorrow."

He said, "I don't want to hear about it." I thought 
that he must be curious. I would have been curious. I 
realized that he didn't want to embarrass me any more 
than I already was. He is just such a sweet kid. 

We stayed like that, just holding each other for a long 
time. It was after one in the morning when I finally 
sat up. I ran my fingers lightly over his cute face and 
said, "Thank you Kevin. Thank you for being so sweet. 
Would you like a blowjob before I go to bed?"

He shook his head and said goodnight.

I started to get up but then I asked, "What if I want 
to give you one? Would you mind?"

I saw that he was trying to decide what the right thing 
to say was. I smiled and said, "It's okay Kevin. I like 
doing it with you. It's okay to want me."

He smiled and said, "I can't help it Sara. You are just 
so damned sexy."

I kissed him and then I pulled his covers off and 
pulled his pajama bottoms down. I made love to his cock 
and when he came it was like it took away all the 
others tonight. I swallowed and then I kissed his cock 
softly for a few minutes. 

He was almost asleep when I covered him up and went to 
bed.

I didn't even brush my teeth. I enjoyed the taste of 
Kevin's cum in my mouth as I lay in bed in the dark and 
struggled to forget about this entire horrible evening. 
I guess I finally got to sleep, because the next thing 
I knew Kevin was shaking me and telling me it was time 
to get up. I had forgotten to set my alarm again.

I got up and took a quick shower just to wake up. Then 
I brushed my teeth and went downstairs. By the time I 
got there Chase and Brad had finished breakfast. I 
didn't feel like eating but I figured that if I had a 
bowl of cereal they wouldn't have time to make me suck 
them off before we had to leave.

While I ate, Chase told Brad about my debut as a 
stripper and sexual performer. It was obvious that he 
had loved the show. Brad listened eagerly. Kevin looked 
embarrassed and he seemed glad when he had to leave to 
catch his buss. I winked at him as he left to catch the 
school bus. We were careful not to show affection in 
front of his father or brothers. We knew instinctively 
that they would make it something dirty and make things 
harder on both of us.

He smiled and went out to catch his bus. I put my 
cereal bowl in the sink and we got ready to leave for 
school. It turned out that I hadn't done anything but 
delay the inevitable. Brad got in back with me and I 
was pushed to the floor before the car was started. I 
sucked him off until just after we left Red's house and 
then I moved over and started sucking off Red while 
Chase told him about my evening as a stripper. Red came 
as we were parking and I sat up and waited for the car 
to come to a stop so that I could get away from them.

As soon as they let me I began walking through the 
throng of kids towards the school. As soon as the crowd 
swallowed me up Pete came up out of nowhere. He didn't 
touch me this time. He just walked beside me and told 
me how nice my ass was and how much he wanted to fuck 
me. 

I ignored him and kept walking and he kept talking. The 
things he said were getting nastier and he sounded like 
he was mad at me, like he hated me for making him 
horny. I was glad there were so many kids around and he 
couldn't do anything. I knew that I had better make 
sure I was never alone with this asshole.

The bell rang and the day started. It actually wasn't 
quite as bad as it had been. Chase had been so caught 
up in telling Red about last night that he had 
forgotten to order me to unbutton any buttons on my 
dress. I was still pretty much exposed, especially when 
I sat down. But it could have been worse. It usually 
was.

I started getting homework assignments back from my 
teachers and I could see that they were amazed. I guess 
that they had not expected me to be much of a student 
because of the way I was dressed. They probably assumed 
that any girl that dressed the way that I did didn't 
have a brain in her head. I had also taken a couple of 
pop quizzes and aced them. Maybe I would be allowed to 
take part in the classes before long if I kept that up. 
So far all of the teachers seemed to shun me. They 
didn't look at me or talk to me during class. I hadn't 
raised my hand for anything, but I had the feeling that 
if I did they wouldn't see it.

I was feeling pretty good about myself as I headed out 
to the schoolyard at lunch time to be humiliated by 
Chase and his friends. Unfortunately I didn't pay any 
attention to what was going on around me. Just as I was 
passing an empty classroom I was grabbed from behind 
and pulled inside. I struggled but whoever had grabbed 
me was big and strong and he had one hand over my 
mouth. It had happened in the blink of an eye and now I 
was helpless. I'm not sure that anyone even noticed.

As soon as we were inside the empty classroom someone 
shut the door and I heard it being locked. The sound of 
that door locking was incredibly loud. 

I was set down on my feet again and quickly turned 
around to face my captor. It was Pete and he had a 
furious look on his face. I don't know why he was so 
mad. He put his face right down in mine and said, "Go 
ahead, I dare you to call for help." 

I didn't need to be dared. I had every intention of 
screaming my head off. I took a deep breath but before 
I could make a sound he slapped my face so hard I was 
seeing stars. I fell to the floor and he pulled me back 
up by my hair. He ordered one of the half dozen other 
boys in the room to hold me and keep me quiet. 

Someone stepped up behind me and held me with one hand 
over my mouth and the other around my waist. As soon as 
I was under control Pete began taking his pants off. I 
was screaming into the hand over my mouth and trying to 
shake free but I was totally helpless.

Once Pete had taken his pants and his underwear off he 
stepped closer and told the guy holding me to let me 
go. I opened my mouth to scream again and as soon as I 
did Pete shoved his sweaty underwear into my mouth. He 
wedged more and more of it in until I could hardly 
breathe. Then he had two of his friends hold my arms 
while he unbuttoned my dress. 

Once they had my dress off they bent me backwards over 
a desk and Pete leaned down and licked my pussy a 
couple of times. When he was satisfied that I was wet 
enough to fuck he stood up and rammed his cock into me 
in one violent stroke. I screamed and tensed up and the 
boys standing around watching eagerly cheered him on as 
he fucked me brutally.

I was dizzy with the pain but I was aware enough to 
realize that the stupid son of a bitch didn't even 
realize that he had just taken by virginity. He kept 
slamming into me so hard that each violent stroke 
almost drove the breath out of me. This was much worse 
than when that cop raped my ass last night! 

When he finally pulled his cock free after raping me he 
looked down and said, "I'll be a son of a bitch! The 
fucking cunt was a god damned virgin!"

There were choruses of, "No shit!" and "No way!" and 
then the next boy took his turn. They apparently didn't 
particularly care that I was a virgin. It was just 
amusing I guess. 

The second boy wasn't quite as violent as Pete had 
been. But he certainly wasn't gentle. He slammed his 
cock into my very sore pussy and I screamed into the 
nasty underwear stuffed into my mouth. He suspended 
himself over me with his face inches from my own and 
stared into my eyes as he raped me. Every once in a 
while he would lean down and stick his tongue out and 
lap up my tears like a fucking dog. Then he would 
giggle and tell the others how good I tasted. 

I lay under him just waiting for it to be over. I would 
have promised them that I wouldn't scream if they would 
just take that nasty underwear out of my mouth. I was 
having trouble breathing. It didn't help that I was 
crying so hard. Every time he drove his cock into me I 
grunted loudly. The two boys that were holding my arms 
thought that was amusing and they began mimicking my 
grunts of pain. The others thought that was very 
amusing. While he was fucking me the two boys holding 
my arms noticed that I wasn't struggling any longer. 
They didn't let me go, but they began to hold me down 
with one hand and they each grabbed one of my tits with 
the other and pulled and squeezed them cruelly.

After my second rapist finally came and got up the 
third took his place immediately. This one seemed to 
think that I should be helping out. He started fucking 
me just as brutally as the first two, but after a 
minute or two he kept saying, "Come on bitch, move your 
ass. You've been strutting that cunt around school 
since you got here. Come on, use it! Fuck me bitch!" 

When I didn't move he put one of his hands over my tit 
and started squeezing hard. Very hard! I screamed into 
the gag in my mouth and he just smiled and said, "Well, 
at least we know she ain't dead!"

I still wasn't fucking him back though and he seemed to 
be getting pissed. He still gripped my breast roughly 
but he started spitting in my face while he fucked me. 
He only did it twice though. Apparently a few of the 
guys that hadn't had their turn yet didn't appreciate 
it.

After he tensed up and then shot yet another load of 
cum into my pussy he smiled down at me and said, "Next 
time we'll take you somewhere private and take our time 
bitch. There's lots of shit I'd like to do to your 
sweet ass."

When he finally got off of me the next one stepped up 
and said to the boys holding my arms, "Flip the cunt 
over guys. I want to fuck her like the bitch she is!"

The boys holding my hands turned me over roughly and 
now I was bent over the desk on my stomach. I was 
afraid that he was going to fuck my ass but he just 
wanted to fuck my pussy from the rear. I hadn't seen 
his cock, but either I was getting numb or his cock was 
kind of small. I hardly felt his cock in me. I felt his 
belly pounding into my ass and as he fucked me he 
slapped my ass, hard. He was hitting me so hard that I 
started struggling and Pete warned him to tone it down. 
He was making too much noise.

Once he came and backed away the next one stepped up 
and I found out that the last one had indeed had a 
small cock and that I was not numb from all the boys 
that had raped me. As soon as this next rapist's very 
large cock started to enter me I screamed in pain 
again. I wasn't sure if he was abnormally large or I 
was just reaching the limits of my endurance. I really 
wished that I could pass out. I couldn't stand it 
anymore. But my wonderfully bad luck continued 
unabated. I never lost consciousness.

There were seven of them all together. They each raped 
me, one right after the other. They finally finished 
with me just before the bell rang. They released me and 
Pete yanked his underwear out of my mouth and I 
struggled back into my dress without saying a word. 
With tears in my eyes so thick that I couldn't see I 
ran out of the room intending to rush to the girl's 
room and get cleaned up.

I didn't get there. I ran right into Chase who was 
upset that I had not joined him and his friends 
outside. He grabbed me and as soon as he saw my face he 
didn't need to ask what the problem was. He saw Pete 
coming out of the room behind me and he charged into 
him. 

The next thing I knew there were teachers and security 
guards and the principal and the coaches and it seemed 
like every adult male in the school was there pulling 
the fighting boys apart and herding everyone into the 
principal's office. 

They separated everyone and the cops were there before 
they could bring me a glass of water. I gave a 
statement to the cops. It only mentioned Peter and his 
accomplices. I didn't mention that I was a sex slave. I 
was being treated well and getting a lot of sympathy 
but almost everyone had that look in their eyes that 
said any girl that dressed this way was asking for it.

They took me to the hospital and as soon as I got there 
the nurses undressed me. They kept my dress which was 
soaked in semen. It was going to be evidence. They also 
removed all of the semen from my thighs and a large 
amount from my vagina. A doctor examined me and noted 
that I had been a virgin and assured me that except for 
the loss of my hymen I was going to be fine. Despite 
the violence of the attack there had been no other 
tearing from the rapes. 

I was given a hospital gown to wear and a female police 
officer came to see me and took another, much more 
detailed and much more humiliating statement.

I kept telling them that I wanted to go home but they 
insisted that I had to stay overnight. I can't imagine 
why, there was no reason for it. I was crying a lot, 
but I wasn't hurt. They put me in a bed and gave me 
some pills and I don't remember a whole lot after that. 

I woke up once and my mother was there. I woke up once 
and Larry was there and I remember trying to hit him 
and trying to scream at him but not much came out. I 
remember calling him a few choice names before I lost 
consciousness again. I remember Kevin being there, 
sitting near my bed and holding my hand. 

Every time I woke up that night Kevin was there holding 
my hand. I kept having nightmares and waking up because 
I was trying to scream and I couldn't. Then I would see 
Kevin holding my hand and I knew I was safe and I went 
back to sleep.

I finally woke up when the pills wore off. It wasn't 
light yet, but I could see the sky outside getting 
lighter. Kevin was asleep with his head on my bed and 
he was still holding my hand. I wanted to get up and go 
to the bathroom but I knew that he had been awake most 
of the night and I didn't want to wake him. I waited 
until I couldn't stand it any longer and I gently 
pulled my hand free. 

He lifted his head instantly and the look on his face 
made me want to cry. I sat up, I had to be careful, I 
was still a little woozy, and I told him I was sorry 
for waking him up but I had to go to the bathroom. 

He jumped up and helped me out of bed. I groaned in 
pain. I felt like I had been kicked in the stomach. 
Kevin helped me to the bathroom and by the time I went 
to the bathroom and washed my hands and face I felt a 
little better. I went back out into my room and I 
hugged Kevin so hard I was afraid I was going to hurt 
him. 

He held me gently in his arms and leaned down and 
kissed my nose and tried to smile but he looked so 
worried that I really felt sorry for him. 

I smiled up at my little thirteen year old protector 
and said, "It's okay Kevin. I'm alright now. I wanted 
to go home yesterday afternoon but they wouldn't let 
me. I'm fine, just a little sore."

He helped me back to bed, even though I insisted I 
didn't need help. He covered me up and sat back down in 
his chair by my bedside. We were both wide awake now so 
he caught me up to date. 

Pete and his six buddies were in juvenile detention 
while they decided whether or not to try them as 
adults. Larry had told his three sons that they no 
longer had permission to have sex with anyone, least of 
all me or my mother. My mom had been left in charge of 
the house and the boys and he had left someone else in 
charge at work. Then he had gone off for a few days. He 
apparently realized the extent of his guilt in what had 
happened to me and felt very bad about it. 

Kevin said that Mom's first job, when I was up to it, 
was to take me to the mall and buy me a new wardrobe. 

That was all that Kevin could tell me because he had 
spent the night with me.

The nurse came in when she saw me sitting up and I 
asked her when I could go home. She told me that I had 
to talk to the doctor before I could leave and he would 
be in by the end of the hour, he was just starting his 
rounds. She told me that Kevin had spent the night in 
my room and nearly came to blows with anyone that tried 
to get him to leave. 

I smiled and said, "Yeah, Kevin always looks out for 
me. He is the sweetest guy in the world."

She said, "Yes, he must be." She asked if I needed 
anything and I said something to wear would be nice. 
The nurse said that my mother was bringing me some 
clothes when she came to get me. She should be here 
soon.

My mother showed up about fifteen minutes later with a 
pair of jeans, a t-shirt and some underwear and some 
sandals. She had stopped at a store and bought me some 
clothes to wear home. I think it was obvious how much I 
appreciated that. She walked around the bed and gave 
Kevin a hug and thanked him for looking out for me. 

He said, "I wish I could have." 

He seemed to be more upset than I was. I sat up in bed 
and took both his hands in mine and said, "Kevin, I'm 
fine. I'm fine and I love you for who you are and what 
you have done for me."

He looked very serious and he said, "You aren't all 
that fine Sara. You were having terrible nightmares 
last night."

"That was last night," I said. "Now you are here and my 
mom is here and I'm awake and I'm fine."

I tried to take the clothes from my mother then and get 
dressed but she said I had to wait for the doctor to 
release me. 

The doctor came in eventually and he went over my 
chart. The doctor and mom made Kevin wait outside and 
we discussed my period and decided that he wouldn't 
recommend the morning after pill for me because my 
period was due in a day or two and it shouldn't be 
necessary. He told me that I should have my blood 
tested fairly regularly over the next few months and I 
should see my Gynecologist. If I hadn't already gotten 
one I was at an age when I should. He informed me that 
the boys that had raped me would be tested for diseases 
and I would be informed of the results, but it was a 
good idea for me to be tested anyway.

He asked me how I felt and I told him that I was still 
a little sore but even though I had had some pretty bad 
nightmares last night I thought that I was fine. He 
offered to prescribe a mild sedative if I thought that 
I needed it, but we both agreed that it would be better 
if I didn't take it. He said that whether I thought I 
needed it or not I should see a rape counselor. I 
didn't think that was necessary but I didn't say 
anything. I just wanted to get out of here.

I thanked him and after he left I went into my bathroom 
to change while my mother went downstairs to jump 
through whatever hoops would be necessary to get me 
discharged. Larry had graciously offered to pay all my 
expenses even though the school was at least partially 
liable. I think that he didn't want the extent of our 
relationship to come out but I didn't say anything.

It felt really strange getting dressed in a bra and 
panties and jeans and a top that you couldn't see 
through. In fact, after I was dressed I took my top 
back off and removed my bra. It hadn't even been a week 
since I had stopped wearing one, but I was so much more 
comfortable without it.

I folded it up and put it in my back pocket and then I 
went out into my room. Kevin was staring out the window 
and I went over to him and stood behind him. I wrapped 
my arms around him and kissed the back of his neck and 
whispered, "Dear sweet Kevin, I'm not a virgin 
anymore."

He brought my hands up to his lips and kissed them. He 
turned around and held me close and said, "I'm so sorry 
Sara. I should have done more. There must have been 
something that I could have said or done."

I shut him up with a kiss and then I said, "Stop it. 
You have been the one bright spot in my life since this 
started and I won't have you feeling guilty. There was 
nothing that you could have done that you didn't do. I 
wasn't whining about losing my virginity just now. I 
was pointing out that now we can make love. I don't 
know what else is going to happen to me now, but no 
matter what it is, we can make love."

He held me for a long time and finally we went down to 
the main waiting room where we were to meet mom. We 
found a couple of chairs as far away from the damned 
television that was always on as possible and sat 
together. We held hands until mom came out to get us. 
Then she drove us went home. 

Brad and Chase were in school. Kevin had refused to 
leave my room last night. It was just the three of us 
in the house. I took Kevin up and made him lay down for 
a while and then I had a talk about the future with 
mom. She kept trying to apologize and I finally had to 
yell at her to stop it. I knew that she wasn't 
responsible. 

I found out that mom was feeling guilty for more than 
the situation that I had been put in. She also felt 
guilty because as strange as it seems she had begun to 
fall for Larry. He had been responsible for our very 
strange relationship and the unusual family dynamic 
that existed, but she had enjoyed a lot of her time 
with him and she was pretty sure that he felt the same 
way. He just had a strange way of showing it. I guess I 
could understand that. Even after what had happened to 
me I still liked Larry, at least sometimes. There were 
times that I hated him and times that I feared him. 
Right now I wasn't sure how I felt about him. I wasn't 
sure how I felt about Brad and Chase either.

I knew that Larry and Chase did what they did because 
they were horny teenage boys and they saw an 
opportunity and took it. For some reason, even though 
the person who had been my main tormentor, especially 
during the day, had been Chase I was always a little 
more leery of Brad. I always had the feeling that he 
was enjoying it a little too much and that if Larry 
weren't holding him back he might have gotten a little 
carried away. But I can't really point to anything and 
say that because of that one thing I believe that Brad 
is any weirder than the rest of them.

Chase, though, despite everything that he did to me 
over the past week I can still see him in my mind's eye 
when I ran out of that classroom and he realized what 
had happened. He had not even hesitated. He had 
attacked Pete, my much larger assailant, and his six 
sycophants without hesitation. And I do mean attacked. 
It took three large adults to pull Chase off of Pete 
and it looked like he was trying to beat him to death. 
The look of absolute fury on his face as he beat Pete 
with his fists was scary.

So I didn't know how I felt about Chase.

Mom wanted to take me shopping for clothes but I didn't 
feel like it right now. I told her that I would rather 
put it off until tomorrow if she didn't mind. I just 
wanted to go lay down for a while. She told me that 
whatever I wanted was just fine with her.

I went up and stood in the door to my large, beautiful 
bedroom and stared at my bed for a minute and then I 
went to Kevin's room. I went in and closed the door and 
took my clothes off and got in bed with him.

He wrapped his arms around me and we both slept for a 
couple of hours. I woke up first. He had had a much 
longer night than I had last night. When he woke up I 
was staring at his cute face and when he saw me he 
smiled. I leaned down and kissed him and then I threw 
the covers back and straddled him. I leaned down and 
began kissing him lightly and as we kissed his hands 
began to move gently over my body. 

I whispered, "You can't be my first fuck. But this can 
be the first time that we make love."

He pulled me down on top of him and held me tight and 
said, "We don't have to do this Sara. I know you love 
me. I don't want you to think that I am just one more 
guy that wants to fuck you."

I chuckled and said accusingly, "You don't want to fuck 
me?!"

He knew I was teasing though. He said, "Hell no! What 
would I want with an old broad like you?"

I got serious and said, "Kevin, you are the only guy 
that didn't take advantage of me. I know you wouldn't. 
I have wanted to make love to you for days. I want you 
now. So stop playing hard to get!"

He rolled me off of him and turned and began to touch 
me and kiss me all over for a long time. I finally 
said, "If you don't quit screwing around and fuck me 
I'm going to scream. Do you really want my mother to 
catch us like this?"

Then we made love. It was a first for both of us and it 
was wonderful. I was still a little tender but he was 
slow and gentle and the look of love in his eyes could 
break your heart. It was even better than I had thought 
that it would be. It wasn't a quickie either. It went 
on and on. He came twice but then just kept his 
softening cock inside of me until it got hard again and 
I must have had a dozen orgasms by the time he came for 
a third time.

Afterwards we lay together and just held each other for 
a long time. We got up after a while and went into my 
room and took a shower. After we dried off we dressed 
and went downstairs. Mom met us in the kitchen and made 
us a sandwich for lunch. 

While we were eating she just watched us. When we had 
finished she went around the kitchen island where we 
had been eating and put an arm around both of us and 
then she turned to me and said, "I guess I'm going to 
have to do something about birth control for you."

I blushed, Kevin did too, but I turned to mom and 
asked, "Are you mad?"

She smiled and said, "No, I just don't want you two 
getting hurt. It's nice that you are so close, but I 
would hate to see that change when you get older and 
start growing apart."

I looked at Kevin and said, "Mom, we know that what we 
are doing is unconventional. We love each other, but it 
isn't like lovers, like boyfriend and girlfriend." I 
looked at Kevin and asked, "You know that, right?"

Kevin put his hand on mine and smiled and said, "I hope 
I find a girl like you Sara, and I hope we will always 
love each other like this. But I know we can't be more 
than what we are now. It just wouldn't work."

Mom kissed us both and said, "My only advice, not that 
I am qualified to give it, is to not let Chase and Brad 
find out."

We already knew better than that.

We got dressed and went to the mall and I bought some 
new clothes. Not a whole new wardrobe, but enough for a 
week of school and a few casual outfits. I found myself 
gravitating towards sexier clothes. Not like what Larry 
had picked out, but much sexier than what I had worn in 
my old life. Mom looked skeptical about some of my 
choices but she didn't say anything. Kevin seemed to 
like my choices. 

I also bought a few more pairs of panties, but no bras. 
Mom tried to talk me into getting some, even if I 
didn't wear them. I didn't want them though and I 
didn't see the point.

We got home just before Chase and Brad came home and I 
helped mom around the house until they got home. Chase 
had gone to all of my teachers and gotten assignments 
from them to keep me up with my class work. 

He seemed embarrassed and after he went to his room I 
went in and we talked. I told him I didn't blame him 
for anything that had happened to me. I didn't even 
blame him for having sex with me when he had the 
opportunity. I thanked him for what he did to Pete and 
then I kissed him. 

He seemed surprised that I didn't hate him. I thought 
that I knew a good way to prove I wasn't mad. I asked 
him if he could keep a secret. He nodded and I went 
over and shut his door and then knelt in front of him. 

He said, "What are you doing?! Sara! You don't have to 
do that anymore."

I smiled and said, "I know. I'm not doing it because I 
have to this time. I'm doing it to thank you for nearly 
killing Pete and for feeling bad about what happened to 
me. Maybe you aren't such a shit after all."

He grinned and said, "Fuck you!" 

I laughed and said, "Maybe, someday. But for now you'll 
have to settle for this."

I started struggling with his pants and he finally gave 
up and pulled his pants down for me. I sucked him off, 
taking my time and I think that this was the first time 
that I actually wanted to please him. He lay back on 
his bed and just enjoyed the sensations. After he came 
he supported himself on his elbows and looked down at 
me in amazement. 

He shook his head and said, "Why did you do that?"

I shrugged and said, "I'm not really sure. I guess I 
want to be friends with you and I wanted to thank you. 
Maybe it was just my way of saying that what happened 
before today doesn't count."

He sat up and leaned down and kissed me and asked, 
"Does that mean we can still go skinny dipping?"

I laughed and said, "I wouldn't have it any other way!"

I went to my room and brushed my teeth and sat down at 
my desk to look at my assignments. I thought about what 
I had just done with Chase and wondered why I had not 
gone to see Brad. I realized that there was still 
something about Brad that I couldn't really identify 
that made me nervous.

I didn't go to school the next day, Friday either. The 
others did, and mom went to work. I was home alone and 
I spent most of my time studying out by the pool in the 
nude.

Paul came to the door in the early afternoon on Friday 
and dropped off a disk. He asked me to give it to 
Larry. He didn't seem to have heard about what had 
happened to me. We talked for a few minutes and he 
seemed pretty nice. I realized that I had hardly talked 
to him at all the two times I had met him. Maybe he 
wasn't such a bad guy. I knew that Jo and Kara loved 
him.

After he left I closed the front door and stood with my 
back to it. I stared at the disk for a few minutes 
before I went to my room and watched it. Some of it was 
just disgusting. But I was surprised to find that much 
of it turned me on. My first inclination when Paul had 
given it to me was to destroy it. Once I had watched it 
though I realized that I couldn't. I thought about how 
much the guys, especially Kevin would enjoy seeing it 
and I imagined watching it with Kevin's cock in my 
mouth. I knew I had to hold onto it. 

We had a quiet day around the house on Saturday and we 
were all starting to get worried about Larry. I got 
caught up on my school work and spent a little quality 
time with Kevin. It was a struggle for us to act normal 
when the others were around. 

Before we went to bed on Saturday I even snuck back 
into Chase's room wearing a set of Baby Dolls just for 
him. I undressed in front of him and then I sucked him 
off again. When I finished he offered to return the 
favor but I was still saving my pussy for Kevin, at 
least for now. I thanked him for the kind offer and put 
my pajamas back on. 

As I was heading for the door he asked, "Are you doing 
this for the others?"

I went back over and stood in front of him and looked 
in his eyes. Finally I said, "For Kevin. I love Kevin. 
He comforted me when I was having a hard time and he 
cared for me and he worried about me. But Brad…I don't 
know about Brad. I don't know if I trust him. I think 
sometimes that I am afraid of him. I can't even say why 
for sure. I just think that Brad doesn't have the same 
limits that other people have."

Chase looked at me and I could see that he was thinking 
about what I said. "I don't know, maybe you're right. 
You may know him better than I do. The only time we 
spend together is the ride back and forth to school and 
when we eat dinner. We don't do much together.

I never thought that there was anything strange about 
him, but I didn't see him from the same perspective you 
did. I think he may be a little wilder than me or 
Kevin, but I think that was because he was the in-
between kid and he was trying to get dad's attention. I 
don't think he's a psycho or anything."

I went to my room and took off the pajamas and went to 
bed. I was planning on sneaking back into Kevin's room 
later but I fell asleep and I didn't wake up until I 
heard someone knocking on my door the next morning.

I got up and went to see who it was and I just opened 
the door without thinking about being naked. It really 
didn't matter anymore. Not around here.

It was Brad and he looked embarrassed to see me naked. 
I found that amusing and I think I invited him in and 
stayed naked just to make him uncomfortable. He came in 
and sat on my bed and tried to look in my eyes. Finally 
he said, "Maybe you should put a robe on or something 
Sara. I'm trying to do what's right here."

I smiled and said, "It's okay if you look at me Brad. 
You've seen it all before."

He blushed and said, "Yeah, I know. But…listen; I just 
came to say I'm sorry. I feel bad about the way we 
treated you. I can't honestly say that I wouldn't do it 
all over again. You are hotter than hell. You are the 
sexiest girl I ever met. I know what we did to you was 
wrong. I knew it when we were doing it. I think that 
maybe that was one of the reasons that it was so 
exciting. In my defense I can only say that I am a 
teenage boy and like I said, Christ you are hot!"

I looked at him, trying to figure out why he was doing 
this. Maybe I had misjudged him. I had to ask though, 
"Did Chase say anything to you?"

He shook his head and asked, "No, why?"

"Nothing," I said. Maybe this was from the heart. 
Besides, I knew that he was right about one thing. He 
was a teenage boy. I knew enough about the way boys 
thought to know that not many boys would have turned 
down the opportunity to have sex with me that their 
father had presented them with. Even Kevin did it.

I decided that he was being sincere and I smiled at him 
and said, "Thank you. I accept your apology. Maybe we 
can start all over now."

He smiled and looked very relieved. Then he said, "That 
would be great, but you are going to have to stop being 
naked so much. I can't stop thinking about sex when you 
are standing there like that."

We both stood up and I smiled and said, "Maybe that 
should be your punishment. Maybe I'll just drive you 
crazy for a while."

He got a pained expression and groaned.

I moved closer to him and went up on my tip toes and 
kissed his cheek and then I said, "Or maybe every once 
in a while I can do something about this." I reached 
down and wrapped my fingers around his erection and his 
eyes popped open.

He said in an urgent whisper, "Sara, don't tease me 
like that!"

I said, "Oh no, I am going to tease you. The question 
is, am I going to make it up to you."

He groaned as I dragged him to my bedroom door and 
after I pushed him out into the hallway he turned and 
said, "I guess I deserve that."

After he went back into his room I went down to Chase's 
room. I walked in, still naked and asked, "Did you talk 
to Brad after we talked last night?"

He looked confused and shook his head and I knew that 
he hadn't. He didn't know what I was talking about. So 
maybe Brad's remorse was genuine.

I went back to my room and took a shower and put on a 
pair of shorts and a top and went downstairs and had 
breakfast. Chase took mom grocery shopping later and 
while Kevin was in the pool I went up and interrupted 
Brad's homework. 

I went into his room and said, "I have decided that you 
have suffered enough." 

He looked up with a hopeful look on his face and I 
smiled and went over and knelt at his feet. I looked up 
at him and said, "This is going to sound weird Brad, 
but it is important to me. I am also having sex with 
Chase and Kevin. But I don't want you guys talking 
about me. I don't even really know why. But the idea of 
you doing that bothers me. Can you live with that?"

Brad surprised me. He leaned down and pulled me up and 
into his lap. He said, "Sara, you have just had a 
really bad week. As much as I like looking down and 
seeing you between my legs, why don't we take a break 
and make sure that you aren't making things worse for 
yourself. Maybe you need to be a normal teenage girl 
for a while."

I was shocked. Brad was the last one I expected that 
reaction from. I put my arm around his neck and said, 
"That was nicer, and far more mature than I expected 
from you Brad. Don't take that the wrong way, it was a 
compliment. I don't see why I can't be normal outside 
of the house and maybe a little less normal in the 
house. I just need to be a little more in control of 
what happens to me. I have been pretty upset about some 
of the things that happened to me lately, with good 
reason. But not all of it bothered me. If you guys had 
been a little nicer to me I wouldn't have minded what 
was happening so much."

Brad smiled and said, "Be honest Sara, if we had been 
nicer to you none of that would have happened. All of 
it happened because you and your mother weren't given a 
choice. There is no getting around that what took place 
was blackmail and rape. I am a rapist and I didn't even 
realize it at first. Not until that night you spent in 
the hospital. I never thought of myself as a rapist or 
the kind of person that would rape a girl. The more I 
thought about what I had done the worse I felt. Maybe I 
don't deserve you being nice to me right now."

I hugged him and said, "No, maybe you don't. But what 
the fuck, I'm here now and you don't want to hurt my 
feelings do you?"

He kissed me passionately then. I couldn't remember for 
sure, but I am fairly certain that was the first time 
we had kissed. I felt something stirring under me and 
said teasingly, "I think you are about to give in to my 
womanly charms."

I slid off of his lap and this time he stood up and 
helped me take his pants down. He had no problems with 
his conscience once I took his cock in my mouth. 

I had come to realize that I really enjoyed sucking 
boy's cocks. I guess the fact that I was pretty good at 
it and they really seemed to appreciate it had 
something to do with that. 

I still wasn't sure why I was doing it, especially not 
for Chase and Brad. I wasn't even sure if I was doing 
it for me or for them. Until I figured it out though, I 
saw no problem with doing it, and enjoying it.

It was too late for breakfast and too early for lunch 
when we finally went downstairs. I had a glass of juice 
and then the three of us sat out under an umbrella and 
wondered where Larry was and what he was doing. Even I 
was worried about him. It had been four days since he 
left.

When Chase and my mother got home we had a light lunch 
and after we cleaned up the kitchen mom said, "Maybe we 
should split up and drive around town for a while and 
see if we can spot your dad's car."

Chase saw how worried she was and asked, "Do you love 
my dad?"

Mom blushed. She probably was just as conflicted as I 
was. After thinking about what she was going to say she 
finally answered, "I shouldn't. Not so much because of 
the way that he treated me. As embarrassing as it is to 
admit, I enjoyed some of it. No, that isn't being 
honest. I enjoyed a lot of it. It killed me to see what 
he did to Sara though. I'll be mad at him for that for 
a while. But I don't know how he feels about me. I 
don't know if he likes me beyond someone to fuck and 
humiliate. We had some good times and your father is an 
amazing lover when he wants to be, but I don't know if 
I will ever be anything but property to him. I hope 
that is what he is taking the time to figure out now."

Chase and mom decided that if they hadn't heard from 
Larry by three then we would take the cars and split up 
and see if we could spot his car somewhere. Maybe out 
at one of the many motels near the airport.

He finally came home just before we were going to go 
looking for him. He came in looking very serious and 
said hello to his family. Then he said, "We have some 
talking to do. But first, Sara, would you please come 
with me for a few minutes?"

He looked worried and a picture flashed in my mind of 
the last time I had seen him. I was drugged up in the 
hospital, but I had tried to beat on him. 

I got up and we went out the front door and sat on the 
steps. He looked pretty sad and I almost felt sorry for 
him. He was quiet for a few minutes and then he said, 
"I have been trying to plan out what I was going to 
say. I have a lot to apologize for. I don't even have 
an excuse to offer you. I will say that I am more sorry 
than I can say for everything that has happened to you 
and I know that I am responsible for all of it. I don't 
expect you to forgive me, but I am begging you for a 
chance to make it up to you. If you and your mother 
will stay here I promise that you will have a life that 
is as much like that of a normal teenage girl as I can 
make it. My sons will leave you alone and treat you 
with respect and so will I."

"I may have a funny way of showing it, but I have 
fallen in love with your mother and you may find it 
hard to believe but I love you too. If you will give me 
the chance I will promise to spend the next two years 
until you go away to college making it up to you, at 
least as much as it is possible to atone for the 
terrible things that I have done."

"I know that you won't want to go back to that school 
and I have talked to the school board and gotten 
permission for you to start going back to your old 
school again, being on the Board made that pretty easy. 
I have arranged for you to start back on Monday. If 
your mother has not already done so we will get you an 
entire new wardrobe of the clothing of your choice. I 
am not going to ask you to forgive me. All I ask is 
that you give me a chance to make it up to you."

I was impressed! I had been thinking a lot about how I 
felt about Larry and what he did and what I would want 
to say to him. I also thought about what I would want 
to hear from him. He had said all of that and more.

I reached over and took his hand and said, "I have 
already come to terms with your three boys. We have 
made up and we are friends now. Believe it or not, they 
are friends with benefits."

Larry looked startled and I said, "Yeah, I know. I have 
to be honest though. I don't want to let you all the 
way off the hook but I enjoyed some of what happened 
and I don't blame you for all of it. Not entirely 
anyway. I appreciate that you feel bad about what 
happened and maybe we will be uncomfortable for a day 
or two but I think we can work this out. You have to 
know that I am not going to stop having sex with your 
sons. I am going to have more control over who has sex 
with me and when and how. And we have all agreed that 
we don't want to go back to wearing bathing suits when 
we go swimming."

"I appreciate what you did to get me back into my old 
school," I continued. "You are right. I could not face 
those kids again after the way I dressed when I went 
there and the gang rape that they must surely all think 
I had coming. Have you figured out how I am going to 
get back and forth to school now? There isn't even a 
bus stop in this part of town."

Larry smiled and stood up. He took my hand and pulled 
me down the front path and around to the driveway on 
the side of the house. We stopped and he said, "That is 
a 2008 Corvette convertible. The color is called Atomic 
Orange Metallic. If you prefer we can get you something 
else or that in a different color. I thought that you 
would like it. Your mom tells me that you are a good 
driver. Now you have your own car. You will, I hope, 
have the good sense not to kill yourself in it because 
your mother has enough that she won't be able to 
forgive me for now."

I actually screamed like a silly girl when what he was 
saying finally sank in! I turned around and hugged him 
and said, "Maybe I won't have so much trouble forgiving 
you after all."

Then I got a little more serious. "I really do 
understand how this happened. I know enough about guys 
to know what went through your mind, all of your minds, 
and I realize that maybe you aren't such a bad guy. You 
are just a guy that had a chance to live out a male 
fantasy and took advantage of it. Not even completely a 
male fantasy. After talking to Jo and Kara I realize 
that a lot of people might enjoy some if not all of 
what we went through in the past week. So I may not 
have completely forgiven you yet, but I had already 
gone a long ways towards that, even before I saw the 
car."

He hugged me and kissed the top of my head and I said, 
"I have a present for you too."

He looked at me curiously and I smiled my best teaser 
smile and said, "Paul came by with that disk. I watched 
it. It's pretty hot. Maybe we should all sit down in a 
day or two and watch it together."

"Are you sure?" he asked. 

I nodded and said, "I think everyone would enjoy it. 
Now I think you need to have a long talk with my mom."

He handed me the keys to the car and said, "The 
paperwork is in the glove compartment. Please take it 
easy."

I led him back into the house and into the family room 
where the rest of the family was sitting nervously. I 
kissed him on the cheek and then I went over and 
grabbed Kevin's hand and pulled him outside. When he 
saw my new car he almost shit! 

I laughed and said, "Come on lover, let's take it for a 
test drive."

Things are pretty cool now. We are probably happier 
than most families. Sometimes someone gets upset, 
sometimes there are small arguments. But mostly we all 
get along great. The sex is a lot more fun for all of 
us now. I am on the pill and I have been fucking all 
three boys. Not every night. Not even often. But 
sometimes, when I feel like it and they are nice to me. 
I even made Larry's dreams come true, with my mother's 
permission. 

We started wearing clothes around the house at first, 
but that didn't last long. We are all a lot happier 
naked. It requires a warning phone call whenever anyone 
is bringing company home but we think it's worth it.

We waited almost two weeks before we finally watched 
the movie from the strip club. We all went to bed 
exhausted that night. We have watched it several times 
since and Larry is planning on inviting Paul and his 
three slaves over for dinner and an evening of 
debauchery in the next week or two. We all agreed that 
Chase and I should not be going to anymore strip clubs. 
Larry, I mean dad and mom are thinking about going back 
though. The boys and I are looking forward to seeing 
the next movie.

Now I get to spend more time with my girlfriends from 
my old school again. The rape got reported in the local 
news but so far nobody at my old school knows that I 
was the girl that got raped. I'm hoping that the boys 
all plead guilty and there is no need for a public 
trial. The prosecutor talked to me and I told him that 
I would rather that they got some sort of deal so that 
I would not have to testify, but that I would testify 
if he needed me to.

I was always pretty popular at my old school. But I 
have to tell you, when the kids saw my new car I was 
like the queen of the school. But I'm lucky enough to 
have close friends that keep putting me down. It keeps 
my head from getting too big.

I have begun inviting my friends over to my house now 
too. Sometimes for an afternoon in the pool and a 
couple of times I invited my closest friend Cathy over 
for a sleepover. Cathy isn't like the other girls. She 
is a bit on the wild side, maybe more than a bit. I 
guess every girl needs a close friend to confide her 
secrets to and Cathy is that someone for me. 

The first secret I told her was about the rape. 
Everyone had heard about it of course. I almost had to 
laugh out loud when I told her I was the victim and 
started giving her details. Because she wasn't shocked 
or even sympathetic, she was jealous. She wanted to 
hear every detail. It was a turn on for her, but it was 
kind of like therapy for me. After we had talked it to 
death I was finally able to get totally over it. I 
wouldn't realize it until later, but that was when the 
nightmares stopped.

That wasn't the end of the secrets I shared with her 
though. Not even close. She almost had an orgasm when I 
told her that the whole family never wore clothes 
except when we had company. She couldn't get the image 
of being naked in front of a man and three teenage boys 
out of her mind. I felt myself getting closer to Cathy 
by the minute.

I am not sure that she didn't have an orgasm when I 
told her that I was having sex with all four of them. 
She wanted in on the action immediately. She really had 
the hots for Chase.

I didn't think Chase would have a problem with that so 
I took her to his room that evening and stood her in 
front of him at his desk. He was just screwing around 
on the computer, his homework was done. I joked with 
him about downloading porn but he just laughed and 
said, "When you have a mind as dirty as mine you don't 
need porn sis."

I stood behind Cathy and as I reached around her and 
started taking her clothes off I asked, "Does that mean 
that you would rather I stopped undressing my best 
friend for you?"

His jaw dropped so far so fast that I was afraid that 
he would hurt himself. I took my time and teased the 
hell out of both of them. Once she was naked I stood 
behind her and kissed the back of her neck and her 
shoulders and I reached around and teased her very sexy 
boobs while Chase just stared, totally unable to 
believe that this was happening to him. 

I think that Cathy was more than a little surprised 
too. Our relationship had never been anything but just 
close friends. I had never even seen her naked before. 
I was as impressed as Chase was!

I got Cathy primed almost to the point of orgasm and 
she groaned when I stopped. I went around her and 
pulled Chase to his feet and said, "What the hell is 
wrong with you? You didn't turn gay on me did you?!"

Cathy and I worked together to undress him and we led 
him to his bed. Instead of leaving them alone, or even 
helping Cathy with Chase, I pushed her down onto her 
back and left Chase standing and let him watch. I said, 
"Let me make sure she is warmed up for you."

I kissed her tentatively on the lips and I was relieved 
when she had no reservations at all. She grabbed me and 
held me close and kissed me passionately while I moved 
my hands over her body again. After a few minutes I 
broke the kiss and began kissing and licking my way 
down her body. When I got to her hot, wet pussy she 
went crazy. She made some kind of wild animal noise and 
then she nearly screamed and then she said, "Oh god 
Sara! No one has ever done that for me before. OH 
FUCK!!"

Chase was staring down at us like he was stupid and I 
finally said, "What the fuck are you waiting for?!"

He smiled and said, "Are you fucking kidding?! I could 
watch this all day!"

I said, "You won't get laid that way dummy! Get your 
ass down here!"

I moved off of Cathy and lay beside her. As Chase moved 
over her and kissed her I grabbed his cock and lined it 
up for them. God it was so fucking hot watching them! 
For the first few minutes Chase kissed her while he was 
fucking her, then he got up on his arms and I leaned in 
and I started kissing her and teasing her nipples with 
my hand.

Cathy went nuts. I mean she was cumming all over the 
place. It's a good thing that I was kissing her because 
she would have had the whole house in here to find out 
who was getting killed. By the time that Chase finally 
had an orgasm she was whining and whimpering and just 
completely fucked. 

Chase rolled off of her and they were both covered in 
sweat and cum. I guess it should have been disgusting 
but I was so turned on right then that I didn't 
hesitate. I leaned down and sucked Chase's cock clean 
and then I pushed Cathy's legs a little farther apart 
and I gently ate her pussy until it was clean. What the 
hell, I had done it for my mother and it wasn't so bad.

She finally looked down and said lovingly, "You crazy 
bitch! What the hell has gotten into you?"

I laughed and said, "I found out recently that I like 
eating pussy. It is a good, low calorie treat. If I 
like eating pussy then why shouldn't I eat out my best 
friend? You didn't mind did you?"

She said, "I was just a wee bit surprised that the most 
conservative friend I have, probably the only virgin 
friend I had until just recently, would eat pussy. Not 
to mention sucking and fucking your brother! I don't 
know who corrupted you, but I am so glad they did!"

Cathy has become a regular and very welcome visitor at 
our house now and she spends a lot of weekends here. 
Her parents think it's because of the pool and the hot 
tub. Well, I guess that's a part of it.

The End

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To that small group of disturbed people who have 
enjoyed my previous efforts and encouraged me, thank 
you.

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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