Anne was still on automatic pilot as Paul led her to the bed, had her kneel down, and buried Anne's face in Rachael's cum-filled pussy. "Eat her pussy. Lick her clit. Drink down all that cum," he said.

Anne wasn't thinking at all. She knew how to lick. And she was being told what to do. So she started licking Rachael's pussy. And as she licked, Susie knelt by her head telling her what a talented lesbo slut she was licking Rachael's pussy.

And Anne continued licking until Rachael came, screaming for her to stop the whole time. And deep in Anne's mind, she knew what she was doing and her psyche crumbled even more. She was licking another woman's clit. She had her face buried in a pussy. She really was a lesbo slut.

Paul pulled Anne up so she was poised above Rachael, with the dildo aimed for Rachael's pussy. "Fuck her Anne, ram the dildo into her pussy. Show her that you're a lesbo whore. Show her that you love fucking girls."

Rachael totally panicked. "RAPE!!" she cried. "RAPE!! RAPE!! SOMEONE HELP ME!!"

And as Anne started to push the dildo in Paul stopped her. "Tell her that you like raping girls pussies. Tell her that her screaming turns you on. Tell her that you like it when she screams for you to stop."

And Rachael looked up in dread as her best friend told her, "I'm going to rape your pussy. I'm going to stuff this dildo up your cunt. Scream for me Rachael, scream for me," Anne said.

And Rachael screamed and screamed as Anne plunged the dildo in and out of her pussy. And Rachael never did cum. She screamed and struggled for 15 minutes as Anne humped her dildo into her best friend. And the entire time Anne heard her best friend telling her that she was raping her. And she continued to pump.

Finally they pulled Anne off of Rachael. Anne just sat there. So Susie pulled Anne into her lap and started kissing her while playing with her clit. And Anne still on automatic pilot, kissed back as her body started to respond. Pretty soon Susie had Anne enjoying a series of enjoyable cums while kissing her.

And during that time, Anne's mind pulled itself back together. But it wasn't the Anne from before. That Anne had died. Because this new Anne was happy sitting in the lap of a 15 year old girl who was kissing her and playing with her clit.

Paul untied Rachael who looked ready to bolt. He grabbed her and laid it out for her. "Look, we have the whole thing on tape. And if you tell ANYONE, we show the tape. That includes you loving it as 20 boys dumped their cum into your pussy. That includes you cumming from Anne's mouth. And I'll make it look like you came when she fucked you."

"That's a lie - I didn't like any of it," Rachael yelled. "I hated it all."

"I know," Paul smirked. "But I didn't record the part where we told you, you had to act like you enjoyed it. So guess what the video shows."

Rachael went white. "You bastard," she sobbed.

"Yes," he replied. "But it's my ball game now. And here's how it goes if you don't want your friends getting a private showing. From now on you are to never wear panties bras or pantyhose. You are never to wear pants. Your ass and tits are to always be available. You got that whore?" Paul asked.

Rachael nodded looking grim.

"If you must wear pants, like a swim suit, there must be a hidden hole where your pussy is so you can be easily fucked with nothing moved. You're a whore and your pussy must never be unavailable."

"And you must always sit with your legs apart and your dress pulled up high enough that people can see your pussy if they are sitting in the right location. And you need to show as much of your tits as is legally possible."

Rachael stared at Paul with a look of horror on her face.

"And finally, you are never to tell a man no when asked for anything sexual. If you ever do, we will show the tape, and we will tie you down for Anne again. Your pussy doesn't belong to you anymore. You're a whore now and your pussy belongs to any man that wants it."

Rachael was sitting there totally shocked as Paul reached out and caressed her tit. "Such a nice tit. Such a nice young body, so many men are going to enjoy that nice body - AREN'T THEY WHORE!?" he yelled.

"Y--yes..." Rachael replied.

And with that a number of the boys took Rachael home pumping her full of more jizm on the way. And for the rest of that school year, virtually everyone had Rachael. Her dates on the weekend were non-stop gangbangs. Her trips to the mall were blowjobs in the restaurants there. Her days at school were spent giving everyone a perfect view of her pussy.

Anne had found a safe harbor from the storm. She was curled in Susie's arms enjoying the fingers on her clit and the kisses on her face. Paul and Susie dragged her up and pulled her into the shower. They cleaned her off. Susie then put on some bright red lipstick and kissed Anne all over her tits and pussy, putting on more lipstick whenever the kiss marks weren't perfect on Anne's body.

Anne was covered with the kiss marks. They then dressed Anne and walked her down to Steve's car. They had to get Anne home. Steve drove as Ann sat in the passenger seat and Susie crouched down by her feet and ate her pussy. For the ride home Anne had a series of pleasant mild cums. And her mind finished putting itself back together under Susie's experienced tongue.

Steve walked Anne to her door, and made Anne's parents happy when he didn't even try for a goodnight kiss. Anne told to go to bed, walked up to her room and went to sleep.

In the morning Anne awoke trying to put the whole night behind her when she saw herself in the mirror, covered with Susie's kisses. It had happened. She was a lesbo slut. She had raped her best friend. And as hard as she scrubbed her tits and pussy in the shower, until they were almost bleeding, in her mind she always saw all those kisses.

Would even Paul still love her now that she had sunk this low. No, not even Paul could love someone as perverted as she had become. And would she see Susie again. She needed to be held in her arms and feel her fingers and lips. And thinking of Susie, thinking of Rachael, she suddenly found herself cumming without even touching her clit.

Oh god she was such a whore she sobbed.

Chapter 14 - A Little Sister ****************************

"Time for church," Anne heard her mother yell. Oh no church. She couldn't go to church. Not with Susie's kisses all over her tits and pussy. Not when she had raped her best friend last night. Oh god, she had raped another girl. And she had gotten off on it. How could she face anyone? Anne dressed and went downstairs. She was sure that with one look her parents would know what she had become. But everyone was so busy they didn't even notice Anne acting strangely.

Anne almost collapsed walking in to the church. Surely here they would see. Everyone would see what sick things she had done last night. Why weren't they saying anything? She was a lesbo slut. She had a girl's - a FIFTEEN YEAR OLD girl's kisses all over her tits and pussy. Surely they could see what she was.

Anne was shaking with dread as she sat down. There was Rachael. Rachael looked over at her and Anne could see both the hate and the fear in her eyes. Rachael had been her best friend. How could she have done that to Rachael. How could she have cum while raping her best friend. While fucking another girl.

She was such a filthy little slut. Lying on top of Rachael and fucking that giant dildo into Rachael's pussy. Feeling Rachael trying to get away. Listening to Rachael screaming rape. It was all so disgusting. Anne was shaking with shame as the previous night ran through her head. And then she thought of Susie holding her and kissing her and fingering her clit. Oh god how she had clung to Susie and kissed her back and came and came on her finger. What kind of perverted lesbo slut was she to cum from some girl's hand like that.

And this morning, the bright red kisses all over her tits and pussy. She had slept all night with those kisses burning into her skin. They showed what she had become, what she was. Oh god no, no she couldn't be a lesbo slut. She wasn't, she just wasn't. Paul had done it to her. Paul and that little tramp Susie. It wasn't her. It wasn't.

And then she saw who was sitting down next to her. It was Susie. Oh my god it was Susie. Anne's heart jumped up into her throat. All she could think about was Susie last night holding her and kissing her and playing with her clit. Oh god it had felt so good to cum in her arms. And then, as Anne shuddered through a minor orgasm and Susie laughed, Anne suddenly realized what had happened. NO, she couldn't like this. Susie was a dirty little lesbian tramp. Anne wasn't going to be like her.

Anne saw the smirk on Susie's face and cringed in shame. Oh god, Susie knows I just came. She knows what a dirty little slut I am. Oh god I'm so disgusting. And Anne's realization of what she was brought her to the edge of another orgasm. Oh no, no - I can't cum. This is too disgusting. And Anne looked up at Susie with pleading eyes, hoping somehow Susie would help her. Save her from herself.

And Susie reached out and touched Anne's cheek. Oh her hand felt so good. And Susie was leaning over toward her. She was going to kiss her.

RIGHT HERE IN CHURCH. OH GOD NO - EVERYONE WOULD SEE WHAT SHE WAS - A DISGUSTING LESBIAN SLUT. There was no way she could do this - her life would be over.

And as Susie leaned over toward Anne, Anne's blood rate and breath quickened. Anne tilted her head back and opened her mouth for the kiss. Anne's body was totally keyed on the kiss she would get from Susie.

Nothing else in the world mattered to her. And in her mind Anne was screaming. NO! NO! NO! NO! She wasn't a slut. She wasn't a lesbian. Everyone would see. Everyone. Oh god, why couldn't she move? Why wouldn't her body move?

And then Susie leaned over and whispered in her ear, "I sure liked eating your cunt last night."

Anne shuddered and collapsed. It had been too much. Her body had been totally peaked waiting for the kiss that would have pushed her into a mind-blowing orgasm. And her mind was in a whirl. Wanting Susie and at the same time totally disgusted at her own desires.

Anne's parents looked over in concern as Anne slumped to the floor. Susie dropped right down to help Anne back up. As everyone crowded around her Anne basically stared out into space trying to get her feelings under control.

"I'll take her to the bathroom and help her freshen up," Susie volunteered. And she grabbed Anne's arm, pulled her unresisting body up, and started walking her toward the back of the church.

Anne's father leaned over to Susie's mother and thanked them for having such a polite daughter. Sweet innocent little Susie - maybe they should have had a second child. That could be Anne's little sister helping her back.

And as Susie walked Anne back she whispered to her "I just can't wait to bury my face in the slutty little pussy of yours."

Anne's excitement built back up. Oh yes, oh yes Susie was going to suck her pussy. Oh god it would feel so good.

They entered the bathroom and locked the door. And through the service, the hymns, the sermon against the perverts and homosexuals in society, Susie sucked Anne to orgasm after orgasm. And then Anne sucked Susie to orgasm after orgasm, reveling in the taste of her pussy, covering her face with Susie's cum.

And then they held each other and kissed as they finger- fucked each other. And Susie played with Anne's giant tits while Anne rubbed the just sprouting buds on Susie's chest. And their tongues darted desperately into each other's mouths as though the kisses were more dear than breathing.

Finally, as the last hymn started, Susie pushed Anne away, cleaned them both up, and walked them to the back pew. They would just tell their parents that they had sat back there so as to not disturb the service. And as everyone stood and sang, Susie leaned over and whispered in Anne's ear "god you are such a dirty disgusting big- titted cow. I love the way you eat pussy."

And Anne shuddered as Susie went on and on about what she had done. This just couldn't be happening. Here in the house of the lord she had sinned. And she had loved it. She had to stop. She couldn't do this anymore. This was just too wrong.

And as the voices roes around them in joyous song to the lord, Anne bowed her head in shame at the depths to which she had sunk.

After church as Anne's family was leaving Susie ran up. "Can I come over to play Anne?" she asked in a little girl voice. Anne's parents smiled. This was so cute, the little girl desperately wanting to play with the older friend she had just made.

Anne got a lump in her throat. No, no she couldn't let her come over. She had to stop this. She had to. But Susie looked so pretty. She couldn't tell her no. That would be all. Yes, she could play with her and that would be it.

"Yes Susie, please do come over today," Anne replied.

"And bring a bathing suit if you want," Anne's mother added. "We have a pool."

And so Susie arrived in a bathing suit that covered virtually nothing. Anne's father tried not to look but its hard not to stare at a beautifully proportioned piece of jailbait in a skimpy bikini that was questionably legal.

And as Susie frolicked around as innocent as could be, both Anne and her father found themselves getting aroused by her sexy body. Finally Anne's father left to go play golf. And Anne's mother left to meet some friends telling them to find lunch in the kitchen.

As they walked into the kitchen Susie reached for Anne and pulled her close for a kiss. Anne couldn't resist. Oh god it felt so good to kiss Susie. And she felt so good in her arms. Oh god, she was such a whore. How could she like this.

And then Susie pushed Anne down to her knees and removed her bathing suit bottom. Anne started to move toward Susie's pussy when Susie reached down and stopped her. Anne looked up questioning. "I don't think you want my pussy bad enough," Susie said.

Anne was confused. Susie made her eat her pussy. Of course she didn't want to lick it. She wasn't lesbo. She didn't want to lick another girl's clit. She didn't want to bury her face in that beautiful cunt in front of her.

"If you don't want it you can't have it whore," Susie said as she spread her one leg up on the counter and played with her clit. "Only dirty little cunt loving lesbo sluts get to eat this pussy."

Anne stared mesmerized by Susie's beautiful little girl cunt. There it was right in front of her. Why couldn't Susie make her lick it? She would like it for her. She would make Susie cum and cum. Didn't Susie want to cum. Susie stared down at Anne's pained face. "Don't want to lick my pussy whore? Ok, get up and we'll make lunch."

Anne was lost. Susie wasn't going to let her lick her pussy. Didn't she want it. Didn't she like it. She would do it. She would. Susie reached down and pulled Anne up, rubbing her pussy against Anne as she stood up.

Electric shivers ran through Anne's body as she felt Susie's pussy rub the length of her side.

When she stood up, Susie then removed her top and rubbed her naked body against Anne. Anne reached out for her but Susie slapped her hands away. "No touching Anne. You only get to touch if you want to eat my pussy. Do you want to eat my pussy little whore?"

Anne was frozen. God it felt so good to have Susie rubbing herself over Anne's body. Just tell her to do it. She would do anything Susie told her to do. It was dirty but she would do it if she was told to - oh god what couldn't Susie just tell her to do it.

Oh god, that was Susie's pussy rubbing on her leg. And she could feel her little breasts against her arm - they felt so nice. Why could Susie kiss her, just a kiss? Oh god she had to have it, she just had to. "Please," Anne whimpered to Susie.

"Please what slut?" Susie sneered back.

"Please Susie, please tell me what you want? I'll do it. I'll do anything for you," Anne pleaded.

"I want lunch - make me lunch cunt face," Susie replied.

"P--please Susie, please, please tell me. Oh please just tell me," Anne pleaded dropping to her knees and holding Susie's leg. Oh god, her leg felt so good, squeezed against her tits. And there was her beautiful pussy. How could she not want her lips buried in her pussy.

Anne started to move her head over to Susie's pussy. Once I start she'll love it Anne thought.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing whore" Susie said grabbing Anne's head. "Are you some kind of lesbo slut who likes burying her face in little girl's cunts? Huh are you?"

Anne shook her head no "No, no I'm not a lesbo slut. I just want to make you happy. PLEASE let me make you happy Susie. Please."

"Get away from my pussy then you little whore."

Anne looked up at Susie real confused.

"I'm not a lesbo slut like you" Susie sneered. "I don't like to have girls lick my pussy. Especially girls who don't want my pussy. Only a disgusting cunt-eating tramp like you would want to eat my pussy. What kind of dirty little whore are you?"

Anne shook with these words. No she wasn't a lesbian. She only did it because Susie wanted her to. Oh god she had to get out of this. And suddenly there was Susie's pussy an inch in front of her nose. Without thinking Anne dove in and started licking Susie's clit. Oh god yes, Susie would love this. Susie wanted this.

And Susie then pushed Anne away from her cunt. "What are you doing you little cunt-eating piece of shit!?" Susie shouted.

"I-I'm sorry Susie," Anne said, tears forming in her eyes. "I thought you would like it."

"I told you whore, this pussy is only for people who want it. And you don't want it."

"PLEASE Susie, PLEASE let me," Anne pleaded through her tears.

"Please what whore? What is it you want so bad?" Susie demanded.

"Please let me eat your pussy," Anne whispered.

"WHY, Why do you want to eat my pussy?"

"I--I-- oh please don't do this Susie."

"Tell me whore - TELL ME NOW!"

"I--I-- wa-wa-want it," Anne whispered, tears streaming down her cheek. Oh god, how could she say this. She wasn't this sick. She didn't want to eat another girl's cunt. She didn't. Oh god help her.

"You want what? Tell me, what is it you want."

"Y--your pussy," Anne replied, tears streaming down her face.

"You want to bury your face in my pussy whore? You want to eat it?"

"Yes, oh god yes!" Anne said, shaking with shame at the admission.

"Ok whore, if you really need to eat my pussy go ahead," Susie said spreading her legs.

Anne dove in and luxuriated in the feeling of burying her face in Susie's pussy. Oh god it felt so good. And then she heard what Susie was saying to her.

"What a pussy loving little slut. Can't resist eating my cunt can you. You really are a little girl-loving whore aren't you. Do you like eating my little clit. Do you like the way 15-year-old pussy tastes? Are you getting off cunt eater?"

And Anne shuddered with shame at what Susie was calling her. How could she be doing this? How could she beg to eat Susie's pussy? She was such a disgusting whore. And as Anne listened to Susie the shame built and built until it broke in an orgasm.

As she came Susie came too on her mouth, grabbing Anne's head and rubbing her pussy all over Anne's face coating it with her cum. Anne shuddered in her after-cum as Susie held her and whispered to her, "What a lovely little pussy slut. You have to be quite a lesbo whore to get off eating someone's pussy. Such a pretty little slut."

And Anne sobbed as Susie held her and told her what a disgusting tramp she was.

The Susie pulled her up and announced it was time for lunch. "Sit on the counter and remove your bikini bottom."

"Wh-why?"

Susie slapped Anne, "Because I told you to you bitch."

Anne cringed and removed her bikini.

"Now lets see, how about a Twinkie?" Susie said as she took a Twinkie, pulled Anne's pussy lips apart and pressed the Twinkie into her pussy. "Wha-what are you doing?" Anne asked.

"Feeding you whore. Since you think with your pussy we'll feed you there too" Susie replied.

"Please don't, it feels weird."

"How about some Jell-O," Susie asked rhetorically ignoring Anne's plea.

"No, please no more."

Susie grabbed some handfuls of Jell-O but the didn't go in very far. So she used her fist to push them into Anne's cunt, pushing her fist most of the way into Anne's cunt while she did so. She then proceeded to do the same with a banana, ice cream, angel food cake, and anything else she could find.

Anne was in shock. How could Susie do this to her. These things didn't belong in her pussy. Oh god it felt so strange. "Please, please Susie, stop it." Anne pleaded. "It hurts - please take it out."

"Time to mix it all up whore," Susie said as she pushed her fist up into Anne's pussy and started fist fucking her. Food started squirting out around Susie's arm as she buried it up Anne's pussy as far as she could. It felt so weird with Susie's fist and all that food up in her pussy.

Anne prayed that she would stop soon. She sat there feeling totally depraved as Susie used her pussy to mush up all the food, the feelings started to build.

Suddenly Anne found herself heading for an orgasm. "SHIT! STOP, PLEASE STOP!" Anne begged as the orgasm hit her. How could she cum from this? This was disgusting. No one cums with food squirting out of their pussy.

Susie kept pumping her fist, feeling another cum build in Anne. This was just too much. Look at the little slut - anything would make her cum. "That's it my little piece of fuck-meat, cum for me. Cum on my fist pounding into your hole."

Oh god, it felt so good having that fist completely fill her pussy. Oh yes she was a disgusting little piece of trash. She was a whore. "Fuck the whore with your fist Susie, fuck me, fuck me hard!!" Anne screamed. And then she came and came and came.

As the cums subsided, Susie pulled her fist out of Anne's pussy and scooped up the food that had come out, and fed it to Anne. And Anne opened her mouth and ate. And as she realized that she was eating food that had been in her pussy, food that tasted of her pussy, she had another small orgasm over how disgusting it was.

How could she eat food from her pussy. She was a dirty little whore. What was Susie doing, she was taking Anne's hand and using it to scoop up some food from Anne's pussy. Oh my god, she was moving it toward her mouth. And with Anne unresisting, Susie used Anne's hand to feed Anne from her pussy.

"Feed yourself slut - you're old enough," Susie said.

Anne reached down and scooped up some more food and slowly raised it to her mouth.

"That's it slut. That's how a total slut feeds herself," Susie encouraged. Anne closed her eyes and ate the food from her hand. And then she reached down for more. This was so disgusting. How she must look scooping food from her pussy and shoving it in her mouth. She was such a tramp.

Each time Anne emptied her pussy, Susie would fill it up again, mashing the food with her fist. And then having Anne reach her entire hand into her pussy to scoop the food back out. And Anne got hotter and hotter as she debased herself further and further.

When Anne was full, Susie told her "spread it all over your body whore."

"Wh-what?" Anne stammered looking at Susie fearfully.

Susie reached for Anne's clit and started playing with it. "You heard me you dirty cunt. Show me what a filthy tramp you are. Spread that food all over that disgusting whore body of yours." And as Susie said each word, she continued to frig Anne's clit.

Anne shuddered with each word as though Susie was hitting her. Look at her with food leaking out of her hole. Susie was right, she was a dirty little tramp. Oh god, how could she be so disgusting. And she was getting off on it. Susie's hand was going to make her cum. Oh no.

Anne reached down and grabbed some of the slop oozing from her cunt. And as she spread it across her stomach, she came. "Oh god, oh god, OH GOD. Fuck me, make me cum. Make my slutty pussy cum" Anne shouted. Anne reached for more slop. But, as her hand rose toward her stomach, Susie grabbed it and guided it toward Anne's face.

Anne allowed her hand to wipe the mixture of food and pussy juice over her face, the thought of how she must look sent her over the edge again. "Oh god I'M CUMMING!!" she shouted. "Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes!!"

Anne continued to spread food all over her body. Susie had her pay particular attention to her big cow tits, spreading it over her tits, packing it between her bikini and the tits, and then spreading it over the bikini itself. Finally Anne was covered in the slop from her cunt. It looked like she had rolled in a pig trough. Susie then had her stand up and walk into the backyard. Anne was trembling in disgust at how she looked and what she had done.

"I need to wash it off, please let me wash it off," Anne begged Susie. "This is too disgusting. I have to get this off now."

"You really do look like a piece of trash," Susie told Anne, watching her cringe at the statement. "You look like you've been rolling around in the garbage. In fact, you look like a piece of garbage."

About that time Anne's dog trotted up and started licking her feet and ankles eating the food.

"No Rover, don't!" Anne commanded the dog.

"Shut up slut," Susie snarled. "Why should the food go to waste? Just because you rolled around in it doesn't mean its no good for the dog."

"What do you mean?" Anne asked all confused.

"Let him lick it off. For a dirty whore like you, a tongue bath from a dog is more than clean enough."

"I-I can't do that," Anne insisted.

Susie slapped Anne. "Don't you fucking tell me what you can and can't do you little slut. You're my whore and you do whatever I tell you to do."

Anne froze. How dare Susie slap her. She had no right. "Leave me alone," Anne cried. "I'm not going to play any of your dirty games anymore. I'm not." And Anne heaved a sigh of relief. She had done it. She had told Susie no.

Susie stared at Ann for a couple of seconds and then slapped her again. "I said shut the fuck up you little whore. You're my little pussy slave and don't you forget it. Or don't you remember how you loved shoving your face in my pussy."

"It's wrong Susie. Oh please understand, its just wrong. I can't do it," Anne said as her will started to weaken.

"Is it any more wrong than when you raped Rachael?" Susie asked.

"Maybe we should play the video I brought so you can compare. Maybe we should ask your parents to watch too."

Anne looked at Susie with utter fright on her face. "No, you can't do that. No please, I'll do anything. Please don't show my parents the tape."

"Then get on your hands and knees bitch," Susie demanded.

"Please, please," Anne whimpered as she sunk to her knees. "Please don't do this. I'll do anything Susie, just please don't make me do this."

"Look at you," Susie said holding Anne's face so she was staring at Susie. "You're such a dirty little thing. On your hands and knees as your dog licks all of that slop off of you. Do you think he likes it better because the taste of your cum is mixed into the food?"

Anne shuddered as she felt Rover's tongue on her leg. Oh god, this was so wrong. This was evil letting her dog lick her. She didn't care what Susie threatened, she couldn't let Rover lick certain parts of her. She would rather die.

And what Susie was saying about her. No she wasn't a dirty little whore. She was only doing this because Susie was blackmailing her, not because she wanted it. Why was Susie doing this to her. She would be nice to Susie.

"Remember last night when you licked my pussy," Susie asked. "Remember when I licked yours? Remember after you raped Rachael how I held you and fingered your clit. Didn't that feel good? Think about how good it felt to have me hold you and finger you to cum after cum."

Anne closed her eyes and concentrated on that memory to block out what she was doing right now. It had felt so good to lie in Susie's arms as she came and came.

Why couldn't Susie do that now? Oh that had felt so good. And as Anne thought about the previous night, she started to enjoy the feeling of Rover's tongue on her legs, and then her stomach. And when his tongue moved to the edge of her ass, the feeling, along with her thoughts brought her up to the edge.

"Oh is my little whore going to cum?" Susie asked. "Cum for me my little slut."

And as Anne started to cum Susie continued, "Think about that dog's tongue on your ass making you cum"

"No I won't," Anne said startled as she realized what Susie was saying. "

"Yes my slut, cum on the dog's tongue. Cum for me."

Anne looked at Susie with fear on her face. "Please stop him Susie, oh god please stop him!" she begged as she felt his tongue move toward her ass crack. His tongue was doing all kinds of funny things to her. The thought of Rover's tongue on her bathing suit over her ass had her frozen. This couldn't be exciting her. This couldn't be why she had cum. NO it couldn't. Susie was wrong. It was the thoughts of Susie's mouth and hand on her clit that had made her cum. She had been thinking of something else.

This scared her. She didn't want Rover's tongue on her anywhere. And now rover was licking the food off of her bikini bottom. This was too disgusting. But Susie was holding her in position. She couldn't move. And if she did, Susie would show the tape to her parents. Better to hold still.

So Anne froze in place, shaking with fear and crying in shame as she let her dog lick all the food off of her body. And when Susie made her sit up on her knees so Rover could lick the front of her bikini bottom and her chest, Anne closed her eyes and held her position, while all the time shaking with sobs over what she was allowing her dog to do.

Susie loved watching Rover lick the food off of Anne's taut belly, working toward her tits. Those wonderful gigantic whore tits sticking out from Anne's body. God she loved how those looked, heaving and shaking with Anne's sobs.

And when Rover had cleaned all of Anne except her crotch, Susie had Anne stand up with her legs spread. Susie then pushed Rover's snout into Anne's crotch. "Finish up your lunch boy" she said.

"Oh god no," Anne cried. "PLEASE GOD NO!" she begged sobbing. "I'll do anything but please don't do this - I beg you PLEASE!!"

"Do you want to take your bikini off?" Susie asked sweetly. "We can let Rover clean out the inside of your pussy. I'll bet you'd like that wouldn't you?"

Anne froze. Oh no, she would rather die. She could handle this. She could get thorough it. Yes she could. Ok, he's doing it. OH GOD, HER DOG WAS LICKING HER PUSSY THROUGH THE SUIT. "Oh god..." Anne sobbed, "Oh no."

Susie held Anne's head and stroked her hair as Rover cleaned the food off of the suit. Once the food was cleaned off, Rover kept trying to lick the food between the suit and Anne's pussy, continuing to lick her clit through the suit.

Anne sobbed her soul out as she clung to Susie, shuddering in shame at the image of her dog licking her clit. And as the feelings built, Anne came in Susie's arms, shuddering even more in shame that she came from the licking. How could her body betray her like this? And with after her cum stopped, Anne collapsed.

Rover ran off and Susie held Anne, kissing her and gently fingering her clit. And as Anne cried in Susie's arms, she once again grabbed on to Susie as her anchor in a storm of uncertainty. She let herself go, kissing Susie back and relaxing in the feelings of the gentle cums Susie's fingers were generating in her. Susie loved her and would take care of her.

Chapter 15 - Weekends *********************

For the next couple of weekends Susie came over to Anne's house. She even spent Friday and Saturday night with Anne. How could Anne's parents object - what was wrong with an innocent 15-year-old girl spending the night with their daughter.

Susie would manage for most of the weekend to keep Anne constantly cumming in the most embarrassing ways. Riding the school bus to Anne's house, they would sit in the back and Susie would finger Anne toward the end of the ride when the bus was mostly empty. Anne would get off with a giant wet spot on the back of her skirt.

When they went to the bathroom, Susie would have Anne eat her afterwards and leave a coat of girl cum all over Anne's face. Or Susie would eat Anne to the edge of an orgasm, and they would then go back out where Anne's parents were. And Susie would do this repeatedly until Anne was ready to finger herself in front of her own parents.

Susie would have Anne go to the next room and finger herself while Susie talked to Anne's parents - just steps away from seeing Anne fingering her clit. At night all Susie let Anne wear was a T-shirt, no panties. So Anne would be walking around her parents feeling totally naked. And bending or sitting wrong would show her parents everything. And to make it worse, sometimes Susie attached bells to Anne's cunt rings so Anne had to walk and move even more carefully.

They would cuddle up under a blanket to watch TV with Anne's parents under the blanket Anne would pull up her shirt and Susie would finger her clit the entire time. Anne would quietly cum repeatedly just inches away from her parents.

At night they would sleep in a 69 licking each other until they fell asleep and again in the morning. Sometimes Susie would handcuff Anne's hands behind her back and leave vibrators on in Anne's pussy and ass all night long.

On Sunday's for church, Susie would dress Anne up in a corset and stockings. Susie then put on her red lipstick and would place kisses all over Anne's tits and cunt. Then Susie would help Anne put a dress on. Anne would almost cum knowing Susie's kisses were all over her in church.

They would go to watch a movie and Susie would finger Anne the entire time. Even if someone was seated right next to Anne, Susie would still finger her and get her off. Several times people had moved away from them in disgust realizing what they were doing - which only added to Anne's mortification.

When they went to the store Anne would have a vibrator in her pussy and the butt-plug in her ass. Sometimes Anne would wear a very short skirt. And sometimes she would wear nothing but a T-shirt. In either case, the slightest breath of wind would lift up the edge, showing everyone her ass and pussy.

Susie would have Anne walk to the railing on the top floor of the mall so that people below could look up and see her bar slit, with the vibrator stuffed up into it. Anne would hold onto the railing with her eyes closed embarrassed and ashamed at what everyone could see.

But she had to do it. One time she told Susie no and Susie then pulled her T-shirt up to her armpits with people all around them. Anne almost died. Only a couple of boys had actually seen it - no one else was sure what had gone on. But Anne's will to resist died with that. Nothing Susie made her do was as bad as having her shirt pulled up.

Occasionally in the stores, in a cornet where no one could see them, Susie would have Anne crouch down and plunge the vibrator in and out of her cunt. Anne would sink in a pool of shame, plunging the vibrator in and out of her slit, and cumming in a store with people all around them. At least once each weekend both of Anne's parents would leave for a while.

And each time, Susie repeated filling Anne's cunt with food, spreading it over Anne, and having Rover lick it off. And each time, Anne would cry in shame at what she was doing. And then, after it was over, she would shudder in Susie's arms for a half hour or more because she had cum from her dog's tongue.

And so it went. Susie kept Anne in a state of constant arousal. And Anne was constantly ashamed of the dirty whore things Susie kept doing to her. Anne was also kept barely dressed. Wearing just a T-shirt to the mall was almost as bad in Anne's mind as going naked.

When Anne's parents were gone, Anne was totally naked in her house, and usually playing with her pussy. When they were there, Susie kept Anne as naked as possible, cuddling under a blanket to watch TV with a naked Anne. Lifting her skirt when Anne was on the other side of the counter from her parents. Taking Anne's bikini bottom off when they were in the pool and Anne's mom was inside watching them.

And always, keeping Anne on the edge of her next orgasm, or making her cum. Anne would fall asleep cumming. She would wake to Susie's mouth on her clit bringing her to her first orgasm of the day. A trip to the bathroom always meant a cum or two. A trip to the mall was a constant high with Susie having her hands on Anne almost constantly.

At home Anne would have orgasm after orgasm. Every time they went up to Anne's room Susie would have Anne strip and then bring herself off. They would then rub their naked bodies together, Susie with her just blooming womanhood and small tits pressed against Anne's giant cow udders, mouths glued to each other with tongues darting down each others throats. Legs intertwined as bare pussies rubbed against each other. And hands running over each other's bodies.

This was Anne's refuge from the storm. There was nothing disgusting she had to do during these sessions. She and Susie would just make mad passionate love to each other. Anne would release all of her pent up shame and degradation into their lovemaking. And it was lovemaking.

Anne was falling deeply in love with Susie. She loved running her hands over Susie's small breasts. She loved feeling Susie's little pussy rub against her leg. And she loved kissing Susie, darting her tongue into Susie's mouth and feeling Susie's wet tongue in her mouth.

And it was mutual. Susie found herself falling in love with the little whore.

How could she not. Anne did everything Susie told her to. Having Anne eat her to several climaxes a day alone would be enough to make most girls fall for the slut. Susie loved seeing Anne's naked body. She was such a beautiful sight with those giant tits that screamed the word SLUT, that lovely bare pussy, and those rings everywhere that showed her for the whore she was. Mostly she loved Anne because Anne wallowed in every degrading act Susie demanded of her.

After 2 weekends one Sunday, Susie kept bringing Anne coke's to drink. Anne was so pleased that Susie was doing something for her that she kept drinking them as they laid out near the pool. But when she had to go pee, Susie wouldn't let Anne get up.

"Susie PLEASE, I really need to pee," Anne begged.

"Don't you dare get up," Susie whispered to Anne while smiling at Anne's mother who was watching them.

"I have to Susie or I'm going to explode," Anne pleaded.

"Let it out right there."

"WHAT?" Anne said so loud her mother looked up at her.

"I want you to pee right there."

"I can't do that," Anne insisted.

"Yes you can - if you don't want your bladder to explode."

"Oh god," Anne said as she started to release her bladder, feeling her bikini get warm and wet.

"That's it my little slut," Susie whispered to Anne. God she loved doing this to her in front of Anne's parents.

Anne shuddered in shame. Here she was pissing in her pants in front of her mom. This was so disgusting. How could she do something so disgusting. And as Anne felt the pee dribble down her legs and ass and drip to the cement she felt like a total tramp.

As she was still peeing Susie grabbed her hand and said, "C'mon, lets go for a swim," and pulled her up. So Anne followed Susie to the pool with pee dribbling out of her bikini down her lets to her feet. GOD it felt so disgusting. She was pissing on herself.

Once they were in the pool Anne felt better as the pee was washed away.

Susie leaned over to Anne and whispered, "Lets swim over by your mom. When we're next to her, out your hand in my cunt. And don't you dare pull it out for ANY reason."

"I-I can't do that," Anne said horrified.

"Should I tell your mom to check out that puddle under your lounge?" Susie asked smiling.

"O-Ok," Anne whimpered.

The two swam over and as Susie spread her legs wide under water and talked to Anne's mom, Anne placed her fingers in Susie's pussy. Once Anne's hand was in there, Susie closed her legs trapping Anne's hand. Suddenly Anne's hand felt warm. OH MY GOD, Susie was pissing all over Anne's hand.

Anne tried to pull her hand away but her mother would notice if she tried too hard so she was trapped. Anne was totally ashamed at herself - she was allowing Susie to piss on her and she wasn't doing anything to stop it.

After Susie stopped pissing, she pushed Anne's head underwater where she had pissed. Anne's mom took it as plain old fun. How was she to know that Susie was pushing her daughter's head into piss? But Anne knew and she almost threw up when she got some of the water in her mouth.

From that point forward, Anne rarely pee'ed into a toilet on the weekends. When she was in her bikini Susie always made her pee in her pants, sometimes not letting her swim until hours later after it had dried in her bikini.

In public, if there was a bush to go behind, or an alley to duck in to, then Anne had to squat and pee on the ground hoping no one would see her. And with nothing to wipe, she would have drops fall down her leg afterwards.

And every morning and night in the shower, Susie would pee into Anne's hands, and then have Anne pee into her own hands. Anne would always wash her hands immediately afterwards. But like the lipstick kisses on her breasts and cunt, she never felt her hands were clean enough.

After that, Susie had Anne play with her clit in the shower and pee when she came. While Anne hated this, it became such a habit that she did it even on weekdays when Susie wasn't there, crying in shame that her urges caused her to do something so dirty.

Susie also started experimenting in bondage with Anne. Susie was fascinated with Anne's giant tits. Having DD breasts on a petite little frame was such a sexy site. And there was almost no sag in them yet, that would come in later years but not yet.

Susie would spend hours kissing and sucking and caressing Anne's giant udders. Burying her face in them while squeezing and grabbing them too. Then one day, Susie pulled out some line and started to wrap the base of one breast. Wrapping tighter and tighter telling Anne to shut up when she protested. Susie wrapped it so tight that the rest of Anne's breast ballooned out around the rope, making it even bigger.

Susie then wrapped Anne's other tit with the rope too, making them both stick out. They looked so beautiful like this, turning a deep red and then slowly purple. Susie gently kissed and caressed them for a half hour before untying the rope.

Anne was in agony for 10 minutes after the rope was undone and the blood rushed back into her tits. Susie held her and kissed her as the agony slowly subsided. Susie then strapped on a dildo and they made love while Susie mauled Anne's sensitive tits and Anne cried from the pain as she had orgasm after orgasm.

After that, Susie would wrap Anne's tits and have her dress and walk around the house in front of her parents with her tits all bound up. And Susie would bump into Anne's breasts, or cause Anne to bump into the wall, sending pain shooting through Anne's over sensitized breasts.

Next Susie bought bracelets for Anne that could be clipped together. So while all anyone else saw as Anne wearing matching bracelets and holding her hands together behind her, actually they were clipped together and Anne had to hold her hands behind her back.

Susie loved nothing better than to take Anne to the mall with her breasts bound, her hands clipped behind her, wearing nothing but a T-shirt and high-heeled sandals. Watching Anne's constant pain and embarrassment as men around her stared at her.

Having Anne stand behind a rack of clothes where everyone could see her from the chest up as Susie would pull up the T-shirt and play with her clit, bringing Anne to orgasm in front of all the other shoppers. And Anne wanting to curl up and die but unable to do anything with her hands tied behind her back.

Susie started keeping Anne's hands clipped behind her back whenever she could, unclipping them only when her parents were around and could tell. In public, Anne came to accept that it was normal for her hands to be tied behind her back.

At home, in private, in another room from her parents, while watching TV Anne had her hands clipped behind her back. And while sunning herself in the backyard, Susie would clip Anne's hands to the top of the lounge, holding them in place.

To complete Anne's bondage in public, Susie got Anne some really thick contact lenses (Anne's vision was 20/20) and had her wear those, and 7" heels when they went out. With the contact lenses everything was a blurry shape to Anne and anything more than 10 feet away was part of an indistinguishable background.

The heels made it extremely difficult to walk and with the lenses in, impossible to see where she was stepping. With her arms behind her and her bound breasts sensitive to anything she bumped into, Anne was totally dependent on Susie.

Susie would lean over to kiss Anne someplace private and then tell Anne that 20 men had watched them french-kiss. Anne would sink in shame at what she had done. They would sit in a restaurant facing the wall where no one could see them and Susie would have Anne spread her legs for all the men supposedly watching her. And when Susie would then rub her clit getting her off, Anne would feel totally degraded for cumming like a whore in front of everyone.

Anne refused to do what Susie said just once. They were in a sporting goods store and Susie had a bat sticking up from the floor and wanted Anne to fuck it. When Anne said no, Susie walked off. Anne stood there and called for her - but Susie was gone. What could she do. She couldn't see, she couldn't use her hands, and if she fell down in her high heels, everyone would see her bare pussy and the ever present butt-plug in her ass.

Anne stood there and quietly sobbed. She couldn't ask anyone for help.

How could she tell someone that her hands were clipped behind her back. If she did they would know - know that she was someone's private little whore to use and abuse anyway they wished.

Anne took a tentative step, and the another. As hope started to spring up, she bumped into a rack, sending pain shooting through her bound breasts. As Anne stumbled from bumping in, her foot hit something else and she started to fall down.

Oh god, she thought NO. This was her worst nightmare. Everyone would find out. But as Anne fell, she fell against a body. A body that reached out and steadied her. "Are you ok?" the blurry shape in front of her asked.

"F-fine, I'm fine thank you" Anne replied.

The shape moved off and Anne froze afraid to move again. Oh god what was she going to do. Anne shivered in fear. Everyone would see. Anne suddenly realized what she looked like. Here she was dressed in just a T-shirt, with her tits wrapped in rope, and wearing 7" heels. She was an utter slut.

Oh god, she wished she could just roll up into a ball and disappear. "Hi slut" Susie whispered in her ear. "Have you changed your mind?" Anne almost collapsed in relief. Susie was back. Oh thank god. "Please don't leave me Susie, please don't ever leave me" Anne begged. "Are you my little slut?"

"Yes, yes, oh please don't leave me Susie."

"Are you going to tell me no again?"

"No, no I won't tell you no again."

"You just said no whore," Susie said and walked away again.

"Susie wait, Susie please wait," Anne cried desperately.

There was no answer. Oh god, she had left her. Anne stood there for what seemed a lifetime praying for Susie to come back. Finally she felt a touch on her arm.

"Are you going to tell me no again?" Susie asked.

"N-Y-I-I" Anne stammered unsure how to answer the question. "Want me to leave again?" Susie asked letting go of Anne's arm and stepping back smiling.

"N-N-N-P-Please Susie," begged Anne.

"Please what?"

"Please don't leave me." Anne pleaded.

"Answer me then slut - will you ever tell me no again?"

Suddenly inspiration struck, "I won't Susie, I won't ever say it again," Anne said with relief.

"Are you my whore?"

"Yes Susie, I'm your whore," Anne replied.

"Don't call me Susie anymore. Call me Mistress," Susie demanded.

"Yes Mistress," Anne said, readily agreeing to anything Susie said. Just as long as she didn't leave her.

"You never fucked that bat my little whore did you?"

"N-No," Anne whimpered.

"You said no" Susie said letting go of Anne's arm.

Anne freaked. Oh my god no. Susie was going to leave her here. Anne started to panic.

"And you forgot to say Mistress slut," Susie continued. "Whatever am I going to do with you?"

"Please, please Mistress, please don't leave me," Anne pleaded.

"That's better cunt hole," Susie said with scorn dripping from her voice. Anne reacted as though hit. "Maybe you're too stupid to avoid using the word no. Are you too stupid my little fuck face?"

Anne grasped at her last chance. "Yes, yes I'm too stupid. Please forgive me Su-Mistress. Please forgive me," Anne begged with tears running down her face.

"Ok my stupid little slut, you can say no. But don't you EVER, EVER disagree with me. You got that?" Susie demanded.

"N-No, I won't Susie," Anne said in relief.

"Mistress whore - my name is Mistress," Susie hissed.

"Mistress - I'm sorry Mistress," Anne stammered. It won't happen again. Susie reached down and pulled the vibrator out of Anne's pussy. She then positioned the bat below her.

"Ok slut, drop your hot hole down on the bat. You know you want it. You want to fuck it don't you?" Susie asked.

Anne started to drop down and felt the end of the bat pressing against her cunt hole. "Ye-Yes," she answered Susie.

"Yes what?" Susie demanded.

"Yes Mistress."

"Yes Mistress what - what is it you want to do?"

"I-I want to fuck the bat Mistress," Anne said and sobbed as she said it. Oh god, how could she say she wanted to do something so disgusting. She didn't want to do this. She didn't want to fuck the bat. How could she say that. Suddenly Anne realized that Susie was talking to her.

"Tell me how much you love it slut. Tell me that you love having a bat up your cunt. I mean, if you didn't like it there's no reason for me to stay here s there?"

"Oh please don't leave Susie. I lo-"

"Mistress you dumb cunt. Can't you even remember something that simple. Or are all your brains in that wet hole of yours?" Anne cringed. "I'm sorry Mistress - I'm sorry. Please don't leave me."

"You really are a dumb little cunt aren't you?" Susie sneered.

"Yes Mistress, I'm sorry," Anne whimpered.

Susie noticed that Anne was not fucking the bat. "Come on whore, fuck the bat. Get yourself off on it. You know you want it. You know you love having it up your pussy. Tell me how much you love it."

Anne started moving up and down on the bat. God it hurt stretching her pussy. And her legs hurt moving her body up and down. "I love it Mistress. I love feeling the bat in my pussy."

"Keep talking slut. Don't stop talking or fucking till you cum. Tell your Mistress how much you love fucking the bat. Tell me what a disgusting little slut you are."

Anne felt so degraded she wanted to die. Fucking the bat was so dirty. She was acting like a total whore. And now Mistress wanted her to say she liked it. Mistress wanted her to cum. She couldn't do that. She couldn't pretend to like it. And there was no way she could cum.

"I can leave slut. I can leave you here with a bat up your pussy and send the manager over to see what's going on. Would you like that?"

"I love it Mistress. I love fucking the bat. It's getting me so hot. I love feeling it stuffed up in my pussy," Anne babbled on in desperation. And as Anne went on and on, she felt more and more disgusted with herself. Look at her talk about how it turned her on.

And then Anne found herself getting turned on. Oh god she was enjoying it. She couldn't, oh no she couldn't. This was just too disgusting. But as the feelings built, Anne's words started reflecting how she really felt.

"Oh god, it feels so good plunging into my pussy Mistress. I love it. It's getting me hot. Oh fuck me, fuck me." And Anne went on and on. As she built up,

Susie started whispering to her, "Are you my little sex slave? Are you my little pussy eating lesbo whore?"

As Anne heard the words she shuddered. She was Susi-- no Mistresses sex slave. She was her whore. And a mini- orgasm ran through Anne as she realized this. What a dirty thought, that she was Mistress's sex slave. "Yes, yes Mistress I'm your sex slave. I'm your whore," Anne said as she approached her cum.

Susie stopped Anne's movement when the bat was fully in her pussy. "Are you my slave? Are you my pussy slave?"

Anne strained to pump herself on the bat so she could cum. Why was Mistress stopping her? She would do anything to cum right now. "Yes, I'm your slave Mistress. I'm anything you want."

Susie released Anne so she could continue pumping. "Keep telling me you're my pussy slave cunt."

"I'm your pussy slave Mistress. I love eating your pussy. I love you Mistress. Please let me cum." Anne kept repeating variations of these lines as she pumped herself toward an orgasm. Oh god, she wanted to cum so bad. Oh please don't stop me Mistress Anne thought.

Suddenly there was a voice. "What the hell is going on here?" Susie looked over. Oh shit, it was the store manager. And he could see exactly what was going on. Fuck, everything down the tubes. Once the police were involved she wouldn't see Anne again for a hundred years.

Anne freaked. Oh god, someone was watching her fuck the bat. And they heard what she was telling Susie. This couldn't be happening. Everyone would find out what a disgusting little tramp she was. Fucking a bat in the middle of the department store. Anne stood and sobbed in shame at the thought of how she must look.

Think Susie said to herself THINK. What the fuck was she going to do. She could run but they would have Anne. And Anne would talk. WAIT A MINUTE. Look at him. He was staring at the bat in Anne's pussy.

He was mesmerized. OF COURSE, what guy could resist that sight. Susie walked over to the manager. "You can call the cops. And this all stops right now. Or you can watch while she finishes. Think about it - ever think you'll get to see this again. Don't you want to watch her cum on the bat?"

He was frozen. Susie figured that he couldn't help it. He wanted to call the cops. It was the right thing to do. But he couldn't pull his eyes off of Anne.

"Fuck it," Susie said to Anne. "Fuck the bat you dirty little cunt. Fuck it or he'll call the cops!"

Anne was frozen. She couldn't do this in front of someone else. What would he think of her. He would think she was an utter slut. But she had to. She had to. Oh God and Anne shuddered at the utter shame of fucking a bat in front of a stranger. And then she started to move.

"Tell me that you're my sex slave my little whore," Susie whispered.

Anne sobbed and started to cry. Not in front of this stranger. She couldn't.

She couldn't show the world what a slutty disgusting tramp she had become.

"Tell me NOW or I leave you for him and the cops," Susie snarled.

Anne's whole body was racked with sobs. Rivers of tears were running down her face. She couldn't do this. It was too humiliating even for the slut she had become. But she had to... "I'm you slut Mistress. I'm your pussy slave. I'm your lesbo whore. I love you Mistress. I'm your sex slave. I'll do anything you want me to."

"Is my little sex slave going to cum? Cum for your Mistress you little whore."

And the vision of what she had become pushed Anne over the edge into a mind-blowing orgasm. She lost all strength and fell onto the bat jamming it all the way up into her pussy with her weight resting on it. And through the orgasm Anne kept whispering to Susie, "I love you Mistress. I'm you pussy slave Mistress."

Susie looked over to the store manager who had obviously cum in his pants. She went over to him and whispered to him. He nodded once, took a last look at Anne and hurried away.

Susie went back to Anne who was starting to panic when Susie left her. "Its ok my little slave, your Mistress is here. I'll take care of you. Its ok my little whore."

And Anne relaxed as she came down from her cum. Here she was in a store with a bat jammed up her pussy. She had just cum in front of someone else. This was so awful. Please oh please she needed to get out of here.

"Please Susie ca-" Susie put her hand over Anne's mouth (she couldn't slap her here - people would see it). "Its Mistress you slut," Susie hissed.

"I-I'm sorry Mistress. Please can we leave now," Anne begged.

"We're just about to go my little pussy slave. But I'm waiting for the manager to bring something. You can't walk out with everyone seeing that bat up your pussy. Everyone would be too disgusted to see what a tramp you really are."

Anne cringed at the thought. "Please pull it out," she asked Susie.

"You forgot to say Mistress," Susie laughed.

"Please pull it out Mistress," Anne pleaded.

"Too late - it stays in. But don't worry," Susie said as the manager came back and handed her a wrap-around skirt. "Here's a skirt to hide it." And Susie wrapped the floor length skirt around Anne. And Anne waddled the length of the mall with a bat jammed up her pussy under her skirt, her bound breasts pushing out against the too tight T- shirt bouncing for everyone to see.

When they arrived at Anne's home, Susie had Anne lay down on the bed and fuck herself with the bat. And Anne sat on her face and had Anne eat her out. And the whole time she talked to Anne. "You're my sex slave. I'm your Mistress. You do whatever I tell you to do. You don't do anything unless I tell you. Do you understand my little whore?"

And each time Susie asked Anne if she understood Anne would stop eating her for a second and say "Yes Mistress" and then go back to eating Susie's pussy. After a half hour of this, Susie had beat down most of Anne's little remaining willpower.

Susie also had Anne wear a Walkman most of the time, while at home, at school, when they went on their trips, and while sleeping. It was a recording, mostly of Anne's voice from the tapes they had made of her calling herself a whore and a slut. The sounds of people fucking Anne and of Anne raping Rachael.

And interspersed within it all were Susie's voice, over a background of the two of them fucking, telling Anne that Susie was her Mistress and that she was Mistress' sex slave. That she was to do anything and everything Mistress told her to do. That her only role in life was to be Mistress' whore and slut and slave."

Through all of this Anne lost all of her willpower and retreated into her own world where all that existed was her Mistress. Anne rarely could choose what to do with Susie keeping her as naked and bound as possible. Wearing the heels and contacts made it impossible for Anne to take even a few simple steps without Mistress.

And the tape playing in her ears everywhere, in the most normal situations, made her constantly aware that she was her Mistress' sex slave. Sitting at dinner with her parents or in class at school while listening to Rachael's screams as she raped her, or men calling her a whore as she jerked them off on the dance floor, made these things a part of her normal life.

Then her Mistress' voice, her Mistress who she loved so much, telling her that she was Mistress' pussy slave, that became Anne's new foundation. Her Mistress who was always with her, even when she wasn't physically there, that became the new foundation for Anne to re-build her mind on.

Susie also expanded how Anne fed Rover. There was a brand of large dog biscuits that Rover loved. So when Anne and Susie arrived at Anne's house, Susie would have Anne stick one of the biscuits half into her pussy. The first couple of times they did this Anne's parents weren't home.

So as soon as they stepped in the door, Susie raised Anne's dress and Rover grabbed the biscuit. Anne stood in shame, but it was over so fast that it wasn't that big a deal.

Then Susie stopped raising Anne's skirt. Rover could smell the biscuit and made a beeline for Anne's crotch. With her hands clipped behind her back, Anne couldn't stop him. Rover's head darted under Anne's skirt and grabbed the dog biscuit.

This repeated time after time with Rover learning that there was always a treat for him under Anne's skirt. And Anne had to allow her dog to stick his head under her skirt, pulling the biscuit from her pussy. Sometimes his nose would hit her clit. Or his tongue would lick her pussy. And each time Anne shuddered in shame.

Chapter 16 - Spring Break *************************

And while all of this was going on, Susie was working on Anne's father. Susie had seen the glances she got. So she made sure there was a lot to glance at. Her legs would fall carelessly open showing her pussy through a pair of well worn panties. Or maybe the panties had moved to one side. And Susie didn't need to wear a bra. So she would lean over and her blouse would fall away showing Anne's father her tits. Or she would wear a tight tank-top, cut to the midriff, and so worn that you could almost see through it.

And whenever Susie had a good excuse, she would give him a big hug, pressing her tits into his arm or back. Susie could see the interest growing and growing in his eyes. He was definitely thinking of her in sexual terms. So next Susie would manage to have the bathroom or bedroom door open while she changed clothes. She would pretend to not see him and stretch to give him a better view.

Susie found out that Fred (Anne's father) would go down for a snack many nights around 2:00 AM. So Susie started going down for a snack then too on the weekends when she stayed with Anne. All she wore was a T-shirt that was tight against her body. Anne's dad almost couldn't help himself the first time he saw her sexy young body under the shirt.

There was something about Susie's developing body that he found almost irresistible. The still budding breasts so smooth and firm. The flat stomach without even a though of fat or sag. The legs that still belonged to a little girl.

The first couple of nights Susie just talked to Fred. Each night she would lean back more while talking, pressing her tits against the shirt and having it ride higher up her thighs. By the fourth night, Fred could see her pussy peeking under the shirt.

Susie then started to spread her legs. Fred tried not to be obvious but it was clear that he was mainly looking at Susie's crotch. Susie continued for a couple of nights talking to Fred while more and more obviously spreading her legs so he could look at her pussy.

Then one night, while talking to Fred who was basically staring at Susie's pussy, Susie reached down and started playing with her pussy. She played until she came and then went back to bed, leaving Fred sitting at the table in shock with a wet spot in his pajamas.

Susie continued to play with herself in front of Fred weekend night after night, playing with her tits too and cumming and cumming for him. And Fred started to stroke his cock while watching cumming with her. Then one night, as Fred was about to cum, Susie dropped to the floor and started sucking his cock.

Before Fred could say anything, he came in Susie's mouth. And Susie then ran off before Fred could catch his breath. The next night Fred wasn't there. After about 15- minutes he came in with a hunted look on his face. Susie wouldn't let him speak though; sitting him down she dove onto his cock and sucked him off in under a minute. This continued for the next several weekends.

Then on night as she was sucking Fred, Susie stood up and mounted him. Before Fred knew what was going on, Susie was fucking him. And while he verbally protested, he fucked back depositing a load of sperm in Susie's pussy.

And each night Susie would then go back to Anne's room, wake her up, and have her suck the cum out of her pussy, telling Anne where it came from. And as Anne would recoil in horror, Susie would scoop some of Fred's sperm from her pussy and push it into Anne's pussy so Anne had her father's sperm in her cunt.

And Anne would cry in shame feeling totally degraded as her father's sperm dripped from her lips and pussy. And Susie and Anne would then 69 with Anne cumming and cumming while eating more of her father's sperm from Susie feeling that she had sunk as far into the gutter as possible. And as each orgasm coursed through her body, she felt more ashamed for cumming while eating her own father's cum. And the shame made each orgasm more intense. So that she came harder and harder while eating her own father's cum.

Susie didn't care about Fred. What she wanted was him in a position where he couldn't tell Susie or Anne no to anything. And they had reached that point. As Spring Break approached, an even better opportunity appeared. Susie's parents planned to take the entire family on a business trip of Susie's father. Susie proposed that she stay with Anne instead. This was fine with Susie's parents.

When they called Anne's father, all he could think about was fucking Susie every night and agreed instantly. This would give Susie 9 straight days with Anne. All that was left was getting rid of Anne's mom. Then there would be no limits. That turned out to be almost too easy. Anne pointed out to Fred that she could fuck him a lot more if Claire (Anne's mom) wasn't there. It turns out Claire wanted to go visit her sister. And with a school break and a friend to play with, Anne could survive for a week without her.

So Friday Susie and Anne took the bus home to a house that would hold just three of them for the next 9 days. It was to be a week that none of them would ever forget.

As soon as they arrived home, Anne fed Rover his biscuit and then took her clothes off. God what an intense week it had been. But now she could relax with her Mistress. Anne let all of her worries disappear by realizing that for the next 9 days, there was nothing she had to think about. Mistress would decide everything.

Anne had so given up making her own decisions that she had almost pee'ed in her pants a couple of times because Susie had not told her to pee and she didn't think about anything. It was so good to not worry about anything and just luxuriate in the orgasms Mistress gave her.

Susie led Anne into the bathroom and had Anne draw a bath and sit in the tub. Susie then sat on the edge behind her and washed Anne's hair. Susie then put a coloring gel in Anne's hair and had her sit in the tub with the gel in her hair for a half hour.

After a half hour, Anne washed out her hair and then took a shower with Susie washing her Mistress by putting soap on her tits and then rubbing them all over Mistress' body. She then licked her Mistress to an orgasm while finger herself to one.

After drying themselves off, Susie led Anne to the mirror. "This is how I want my little slave to look" she told Anne.

Anne gasped. Before she had had beautiful brunette hair. Hair that shined with beauty. It was the last mark of the original Anne Paul had left her. And it was the one thing that had stopped everyone from considering her a "dumb blond" when she got her big tits.

But now her hair was blond. And not a natural blond. It was so bleached it was almost white. No one had natural hair this color. No this hair screamed out BIMBO. The slut she saw in the mirror made Barbie look like an intellectual. Anne dropped her face into her hands sobbing. Susie pulled her hands down and then pulled on the back of Anne's hair so she was looking at the mirror again.

"That's my sex slave slut. That's how a whore's hair should look. Aren't you going to thank me?" Anne looked at herself and shuddered. This is what Mistress wanted. This made Mistress happy.

"Thank you Mistress," Anne whimpered.

"Thank you for giving me a slut's hair color Mistress," Susie said.

"Thank you for giving me slut hair Mistress" Ann whimpered. "Play with yourself while you look at your hair. Think about how you look and play with your clit my little pussy slave," Susie cooed.

Anne played with her clit while looking at herself. God she was a disgusting piece of fuck meat. Her entire body screamed whore. That's all she was - a fuck toy for Mistress and others to use. Look at those giant whore tits. Only a whore had tits that big. And that bare pussy so that everyone could see her wet hole. And the hair that told them all she only existed for sex, to get men and women off.

And as Anne catalogued what a filthy piece of fuck meat she was, she was working toward an orgasm. And as she saw the dirty whore getting off in the mirror, her disgust at her self-image took her over the edge to cum and cum watching the filthy whore in the mirror get off.

As Anne came down from her cum she saw Susie walk back in. Susie was carrying a couple of bracelets and some other things that Anne didn't understand. Anne turned toward Susie and waited for Susie to tell her what to do.

Susie didn't say anything but dropped down and buckled a bracelet around each of Anne's ankles. They looked a little unusual but no one would guess their true purpose although Anne could certainly guess. Susie then buckled another around Anne's neck. Again, its true purpose was masked - it looked like a choker - a very pretty one in fact. Susie then buckled bracelets around Anne's upper arms.

Susie then pulled out a leather mini-corset. All it covered was from the top of the pelvic bone to the beginning of Anne's ribcage. Anne was already ridiculously thin thanks to the plastic surgery. But Susie wanted more. So she pulled and pulled on the laces tightening the corset and then tightening it some more.

Anne could feel her insides shifting around trying to find room. Finally Susie stopped and Anne had an almost impossible hourglass figure. The leather was the same color as Anne's skin and the laces went under a flap so it looked as though Anne was just impossibly thin. Susie then reached up with what looked like the piercing gun from her shop. It was the piercing gun! "Oh no, oh please Mistress no," Anne whimpered.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SAY SLAVE?" Susie yelled. "Did you tell me to not do something?"

"I-I'm sorry Mistress. I'm sorry. But it hurts. It hurts," Anne pleaded.

"Tell me you want it whore. Apologize and ask for it."

"I-I-I'm sorry Mistress. It hurts. Please Mistress, PLEASE!!" Anne whimpered.

Susie turned and walked out.

"I'm sorry Mistress" Anne wailed. "I'm sorry. Please come back. Let me suck your clit. Let your pussy slave make you cum. I'm sorry Mistress," Susie walked back in carrying a riding crop. "I'm not going to take any more of this no shit. Overtime you refuse to do something you're going to be punished."

Anne stared at the whip. Mistress couldn't mean to hit her with it. She just couldn't. "I'm sorry Mistress. I'm sorry. Please don't whip me. Please," Anne cried.

Susie clipped Anne's legs apart on the floor. She then clipped her arms together and attached them to something above her. Anne was stretched out on the floor able to move a little but not much. And her pussy and tits were both very much available.

"Here's the scoop slut. I'm going to whip your pussy. I'm going to keep whipping it until you ask me to punish you. And you have to mean it. I'll whip your pussy raw if I have to. But I won't stop until you really want me to punish you."

Susie then continued "And to punish you, I'm going to whip your tits 10 times. But for those 10 times, you will not be tied down. You will kneel and hold your hands behind you and ask to be punished. You got that slut?"

Anne looked at her Mistress in utter shock. She couldn't do this. She couldn't. Anne loved her. She couldn't hurt someone who loved her. "Please Mistress, please don't. Don't you love me Mistress?" Anne pleaded.

A look of love came over Susie's face. "Of course I love you my little pussy slave. How could I not love someone as delicious and perverted as you? That's why I have to punish you. If I didn't love you I would just leave you. But I do love you. I have to punish you so that you do as you're told."

Anne looked confused. "I'll be good Mistress I will. I promise. Please don't hurt me."

Susie looked stern. "You keep promising but then you're bad. I think a whipping is the only way to teach that stupid little brain of yours. All you think about is your pussy and tits so that's what we have to punish." And with that Susie whipped the crop down right on Anne's clit and pussy.

Anne's world exploded in the most intense pain she had ever felt.

"AAARRRRRRGGGHHH OH MY GOD. OH IT HURTS IT HURTS IT HURTS!!" Anne screamed. "PLEASE STOP. I'll do anything Mistress - please, please, plea--"

Susie whipped down again "AAARRRRGGGGH! OH PLEASE HELP ME. PLEASE HELP ME. OH DEA-" And the crop smashed down again "NO MORE, PLEASE, I'LL DO ANYTHING. ANYTHING."

"You have to beg for the whip," Susie said and slashed the crop into Anne's pussy and clit again.

"YES I'll do it, I'll do it. You can whip me!!!" Anne screamed.

"That's not begging," Susie and started to slash again.

"No don't I'll be-- OWH! OWH! Please don't - Oh God," Anne sobbed, her body wracked in pain. "Please punish me. Please whip me, please, please. Just don't whip me anymore. Please dear god Mistress." Anne didn't even realize she made no sense.

Susie stopped and crouched down next to Anne. She started stroking Anne's tear streaked face. "Do you really want me to whip your tits dear Anne?" Susie asked.

"Oh yes, oh yes, please whip my tits. Please punish me. I'm sorry I was bad. I'm so sorry. I won't be bad again. Please, please stop." Anne begged with a look of utter desperation on her face.

"Ok my little pussy slave," Susie said and released Anne's bonds. Anne lay there sobbing into her hands over the pain she had just been through. Susie stood and slashed the crop into Anne's pussy again.

"OWH OWH!! OH GOD, OH GOD, IT HURTS OH GOD IT HURTS!!" Anne screamed. "Why did you hit me!?" Anne sobbed to Susie.

"On your knees and begging for your punishment or we go back to your pussy," Susie stated.

A look of horror crossed Anne's face. She scrambled to her knees, "Please punish me Mistress," she whispered.

"Hands behind your head," Susie ordered and watched Anne throw her hands behind her head. God she looked so beautiful like that, tits thrust out for their punishment, her body shaking in pain, tears running down her face to drop on those giant breasts and then to drip to the floor. Susie slashed the crop down onto the top of Anne's right breast.

"OH MY GOD!" Anne said clutching her breasts with her hands and falling to the floor. "That one doesn't count" Susie said pushing at Anne with her toe.

Anne looked up at Anne bewildered. "Wha-what?" she sobbed.

"You have to hold the position my darling. If you drop your arms it doesn't count," Susie explained.

"Wha- I can't do that. I can't," Anne pleaded. "Please Mistress, please dear god it hurts."

"Do we have to go back to your pussy," Susie asked in a quiet tone.

"No, no, I'm sorry no. I'll be good," Anne said scrambling back to her knees. Anne then raised her shaking hands to behind her head. Susie slashed the crop down on the top of Anne's left breast.

"OH GOD IT H--HURTS!!" Anne screamed leaning forward. Her hands slipped a little but stayed close to her head.

"That's a good girl," Susie said approvingly. "Mistress is proud of her little pussy slave. You are being so brave for Mistress."

Anne straightened up at that, just in time for the next slash against the bottom of her left tit. "OH GOD IT HURTS MISTRESS. OH PLEASE DEAR GOD IT HURTS!!" Anne screamed crying. But her hands held on her head.

Susie slammed the crop down 3 more times, each time causing wails of agony from Anne. But her hands held. God look at the little slut kneeling there and allowing Susie to whip her tits. Enough of this and Anne would allow Susie to do anything to her.

Susie dropped down next to Anne. "For the next 5, would you like to play with your clit while I whip you. That way it won't hurt as much. Anne looked up at Susie with uncertainty in her face. This all hurt so much. How could she play with her clit. But she had to be good. Mistress would punish her if she was bad. Did Mistress want her to play with her clit.

"Ye-yes Mistress" Anne said dropping her hands to her clit. She started rubbing her clit, concentrating on the feeling there to ignore the pain in her tits. Oh god, her clit hurt from the whip strokes. But if she stroked it real lightly it felt good, oh god yes, it felt good.

"Do you want me to whip you?" Susie asked Anne.

Anne looked up. No she di- oh wait? She had to ask. She had to or Mistress would whip her clit again. Oh god she couldn't take that. "Pl-please whip my tits Mistress," Anne whimpered.

"Ok whore, stick those udders out so I can whip them better."

Anne pressed her chest out and tried to close the thought of the whip from her mind. Her clit, her clit felt so good. Yes, rub it. The feelings were starting. That's it. Now sta- "OH GOD IT HURTS!!!" Anne screamed. "OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!"

"Hands on your clit whore," Susie reminded her. "And chest out for the whip. And ask for it, beg me to whip you. Because if I don't believe you we go back to your pussy."

Not that! Anne pushed her chest out and begged as though her life was at stake. "Please whip my tits, please whip me Mistress. I was bad so please whip your slave. Please whi- OWH!! OH GOD IT HURTS!! PLEASE WHIP ME PLEASE WHIP-- OWH, OH FUCK! OH FUCK! I'M A BAD SLUT WHIP ME MISTRESS-- AAAAARRRRRGGGHHHH!!" And so it went with Anne screaming in pain and begging for the whip. And during all of this Anne was rubbing her clit harder and harder building up the orgasm that was fighting the pain in her body. Until finally, as the last whip stroke fell, Anne screamed in pain and release as the orgasm broke over her body.

Anne fell backward and jerked on the floor. Her body was overloaded from the mixture of greater pain than she had ever felt before mixed in with a strong orgasm. And her mind was shot. She had just kneeled there and begged for the whip. And held her tits out for it. She had accepted Mistress' right to whip her tits and had not resisted it in any way.

Susie reached down with the piercing gun and pierced the inner nose ridge, inserting a 1" diameter ring that hung down to her lower lip. "There, see! That didn't hurt so much did it my little slut?" Susie asked. Anne stared up into space.

With all that she had been through she barely felt the piercing and was not really aware of her new ring. Anne just lay there as the pain and climax aftershocks ran through her body. Susie pulled Anne up and walked her into bed. She laid her down in the bed and clipped her wrist and ankle bracelets to the corners of the bed holding her spread-eagled on the bed. She placed her Walkman on her and then spent the next hour licking her to orgasm after orgasm.

Anne's mind was lost. How could it not be. She had held out her tits and begged her Mistress to whip them. And when she was delirious with the pain from the whipping, she had continued to hold them out, screaming for more whipping between the screams of pain. One of the most basic human instincts was self protection. And Anne had suppressed that most basic instinct. She had pleaded for Mistress to violate her own instinct for self-protection.

And then while asking for the whip, she had made herself cum. She had cum while being whipped. Her mind could not fathom the utter perverseness of that action. There was no explanation for it. And with no way to explain her actions to herself, Anne's mind refused to function. For how can a mind function when some of its most basic assumptions are shown to be invalid.

So Anne lay there while Susie licked her pussy. And Anne's body and mind took refuge in the wondrous feelings emanating from her clit as a refuge from a world turned upside down. The orgasms felt so good. The orgasms were good. They were right.

And as Anne rode cum after cum, in her ears was Mistress' voice, "You belong to your Mistress. You're my sex slave. You love Mistress. Mistress will take care of you. You must obey Mistress. You cannot decide yourself. You need to have Mistress decide for you. It's too hard for you to decide. You're too stupid to think about anything. But Mistress loves you. She'll take care of her stupid little cum slut. Just do whatever Mistress tells you."

After an hour, Susie left a vibrator in Anne's pussy, one in her ass, and a butterfly on her clit. All 3 were plugged into the wall so they wouldn't stop. Susie then pulled the sheet up over Anne's body to cover her for the night.

Anne fell into a deep sleep for the next 12 hours. During it all the vibrators were taking her to cum after cum. And the tape was droning in her ears explaining to her, her role in life. And Anne's mind desperately tried to pull itself back together, in a way that could handle the whipping, the instructions, the constant orgasms.

Meanwhile Susie got herself ready for Fred (Anne's dad). She needed him totally in her control so he wouldn't interfere with anything she did to Anne. Anne was his daughter and she needed something that was stronger than his natural urge to protect his child.

Fred sped home. Susie would be there and his wife was out of town. He would send them to bed early and then Susie would sneak out as soon as Anne was asleep. He knew getting home early wouldn't get him Susie any sooner but he couldn't help himself. The image of her sexy young body had been his only thought for the last couple of days.

Fred walked in the door and almost had a heart attack. There was Susie dressed up as a little schoolgirl. Her hair in pigtails, wearing a white blouse, pleated skirt, white socks, and shoes. But oh boy how she was wearing them. The blouse was tight across her chest with her small breasts pushing out against it. And it was so thin that you could see through it. And the skirt was unbuttoned up the front and the sides pulled back so you could see Susie's pussy.

Fred stopped in shock. This was more than he had ever imagined. She looked so hot standing there. And then Susie reached down and rubbed her pussy with one hand and squeezed her tit with the other. "Gee Mr. Smith, I didn't expect you home this early" Susie said in a little girl voice. "What about Anne" Fred said in shock.

"She's asleep for the night. It's just you and me. Unless you'd rather not spend any time with me" Susie replied with a little pout. Fred rushed toward Susie pulling his pants off on the way across. He was rock hard by the time he reached her plunging his cock deep into her little pussy.

"Do you like sticking your thing in innocent little 15 year old schoolgirls?" Susie asked in her little girl voice. "Does it feel good? Do I feel old enough for you. Are my little girl tits too small for you? Is my little hairless pussy too tight? Look at me Mr. Smith, I'm not a grown woman. I'm just a little girl you're fucking. Do you like it?"

Fred was going nuts listening to Susie. God he had never been so excited in his life. He looked at her nubile little body, just barely becoming a woman. God she was so young, younger than his own daughter. This was so obscene. And it felt so good to plunge his cock into her tight little hole.

"Your not going to think I'm a whore, are you Mr. Smith?" Susie asked sounding both petulant and worried. "I'm a good girl. I would never do this with another boy. But you're a grown up. A good girl obeys grown-ups. So I have to do whatever you tell me to do. But that doesn't make me a slut does it Mr. Smith? Doesn't that make me a good girl?"

"Yes you're a good girl" Fred reassured Susie. "This is right. You should do what grown-ups tell you to do. OH GOD! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!!" Fred screamed as he came. It was incredible.

And then as he came down from his climax the realization of what he had done hit him. MY GOD, he had just fucked this innocent little 15-year-old girl. Suddenly he looked down as he felt something on his cock. She was down there sucking his cock. Oh god no, this had to stop. He had to - oh god that felt good. Oh yeah! She was getting him hard again already.

And Fred came again, pumping his cum into Susie's mouth. God damn, he felt like he was 18 years old again. FUCK - Claire hadn't fucked him like this in over 20 years. Fuck the world, this felt too good. Then he noticed Susie dribbling the cum from her mouth into a cup. "What's that for?" he asked.

"I'll tell you later," she replied. "Why don't we get naked and go to bed? Unless you had something else in mind."

"No, nothing else," Fred panted.

And so they fucked and fucked into the evening. And in the middle of the night they fucked again. And in the morning they fucked some more. And each time Susie put Fred's cum into the cup she had, until it was quite full.

Finally it was time to wake Anne. Susie put the next part of her plan into action as Fred was pumping away on top of her. "Mr. Smith, you know what I do with your daughter when I sleep over? We eat each other's pussies."

Fred froze. "What?"

Susie grabbed him and humped back at him. "We eat each other's pussies.

We bury our faces in each others cunts and lick each other to orgasm."

"No!" Fred cried in anguish.

Susie kept fucking him and talking. "Think about it. Think about my face buried in your daughter's cunt. Don't you like the idea of watching another woman eat my pussy? Think of a woman's face buried in my little 15-year-old pussy."

"You can stop me Mr. Smith," Susie continued. "Just tell me to stop and I'll never have sex with Anne again. But I won't have sex with you either. I can't, because I won't be able to come over here anymore." And Susie reached down and caressed Fred's cock and balls.

Fred found himself pumping Susie's pussy thinking about it. Oh god this was so sick. But he couldn't give Susie up. He just had to have her. It was wrong to let Susie and Anne sleep together. But he couldn't resist the sweet little body under him.

And as he was about to cum Susie told him what the cum was for. "Every time we fuck, I have Anne eat the cum out of my pussy. And then I rub it in her pussy. I'm going to take this cum and rub it all over Anne's face and pussy. She's going to wear her daddy's cum all day.

Fred's body jerked violently as he came. Oh god this was so sick. He couldn't do this. He couldn't. But it felt so good. Her pussy felt so good. He would have to stop Susie and Anne but keep Susie here somehow. He could make it work.

As Susie climbed out from under Fred and stood to let the cum drip into the cup. Fred stared at her in shock. "Don't fight it Mr. Smith," Susie said in her little girl voice. "If you do, then I can't save you. If somehow the police get involved it doesn't matter what I say, its till rape because I'm only 15. Please don't do anything. I want to keep feeling that marvelous cock of yours."

Fred was frozen. What could he do? She was right. If any of this got out, he was ruined. Not just his reputation either. He would go to jail. There had to be a way. But he would have to think about it before he did anything. God she looked so sexy there, standing bow-legged with his cum dripping out of her pussy.

"I'm going to go rub this cum all over your daughter's face and pussy now," Susie said sweetly. "When you see her later that will be your cum coating her face and pussy. But if you're good about it, I'll sneak away from her this afternoon and we can fuck again. And don't say anything about it to her - she thinks I haven't told you about her and me."

Susie went in to wake up Anne. She was asleep shuddering through what seemed like a constant small orgasm. Susie switched off the vibrators and removed them. She then removed the headphones and turned off the Walkman. Anne continued to twitch and moan.

Susie unclipped her bracelets and stroked her hair while softly talking to her. "Wake up little slut. Wake up my love. Wake up my precious pussy slave."

Anne blinked her eyes looking up at Susie. It was her Mistress. She had dreamed about her all night. Her Mistress would take care of her. Her Mistress would tell her what to do. And if she obeyed her Mistress nothing would hurt her. Her Mistress was so good to her. She loved her Mistress so much.

Susie saw Anne looking up at her with adoring eyes. She continued to stroke her face. "I love you my little slut" Susie said. "I love you so much. And I'll take care of you my little pussy-eating slave. I'll tell you what to do so you don't get hurt anymore."

Anne cried in relief and reached for Susie. "Oh thank you Mistress. Oh thank you so much. I'm sorry I'm so stupid. But I love you. I'll make you happy." And Anne grabbed and held Susie in thanks for this wonderful woman who would take care of her.

Susie and Anne went to the bathroom and showered (with both peeing on Anne's hands). They dried off, and then fixed their hair and makeup. Susie went for a restrained, innocent look to captivate Fred. But Anne's hair and face were made up with a subtle sensuous look. Nothing too blatant. But it was there.

Susie then went and grabbed the cup of Fred's sperm. "Do you know what this is little one?" she asked Anne.

Anne nodded her head no with a blank look on her face.

"Its a special lotion I want you to put on your face and tits and pussy. It's your daddy's sperm. I collected it last night while fucking him."

Anne's face showed her shock. "I ca-can't do that Mistress. It's wrong. I can't ru- I just can't," Anne sobbed looking up at Susie fearfully. Susie looked down at Anne with sorrow on her face.

"I'm trying to help you my little whore. But you keep trying to think for yourself. I can't help you if you make wrong decisions."

A look of utter fear crossed Anne's face. "I'm sorry Mistress. I'm sorry. I'll do it. I'll do anything you tell me to do. Please, please don't punish me," Anne begged.

"Poor, poor little pussy slave. I don't have a choice. I have to punish you. You told me no. You have to learn that your stupid little mind shouldn't be making decisions. You're a fuck toy. You're here to fuck, not to think."

Anne shuddered as she heard this. How could she have done this. How could she have told Mistress no. She needed Mistress to take care of her. She was too stupid to think for herself.

"I don't want to do this my little slut," Susie said, "but I have to. I have to punish you. But I'll make it easy. When I come back in here, if you are bent over that chair playing with your pussy, AND you beg me to whip your ass as hard as I can, I'll only give you 6 strokes."

"Thank you Mistress, thank you so much," Anne said as she scrambled over to the chair. Her Mistress was being so good to her, letting her off with only 6 strokes on her ass. She was so lucky to have such a kind Mistress.

Susie came back in and saw her little sex slave bent over the chair playing with her pussy. God she looked so nice like that, with her giant cow udders hanging over the other side and her bare slit peeking through between her legs.

"Please whip my ass Mistress. I've been bad and I need to be punished. Please whip me for telling you no. I won't do it again Mistress," Anne begged. And as she begged, her fingers brought her to a cum. Susie whipped the crop down on Anne's ass as she came.

"OH GOD thank you Mistress. Thank you," Anne shouted with tears streaming from her eyes. The cum and the pain were some kind of release and Anne shuddered with joy as she felt the two feelings shoot through her nerves mixing together until they became a single pleasure coursing through her body.

Anne continued to frig her clit and begging for another whip on her ass. Susie waited until Anne started to cum and slashed down again. And so it went for all 6 times, mixing the cum with the pain, until Anne was no longer sure which was which. And she no longer knew which felt good and which caused pain.

After it was over Susie helped Anne stand up and then handed her the cup. "Spread it on my pretty little slut. Spread your daddy's cum all over your face."

Anne looked down at the cup, shuddered, and then scooped some up and tentatively dabbed it on a cheek.

"Not like that. That's how a little girl would do it. A whore puts it all over her face. Spread it everywhere. Close your eyes and get it on your eyelids. You're a fuck toy - cover yourself," Susie directed.

And Anne complied. She spread it all over her face. Then, following Susie's directions she spread it all over her giant breasts, her stomach, her pussy, and her ass. Susie even had her push the rest up her pussy so she had some dribbling from her pussy, as though her daddy had fucked her. Susie then made her lick the cup clean.

After it all dried Susie had Anne put on a T-shirt that was too short to fully cover her. Part of her ass showed in back and, if someone was sitting while Anne was standing, they could see her pussy. The only other thing she wore was her 7" sandals.

"See how pretty you look" Susie asked as she showed Anne herself in the mirror. "See the dried cum on your face? That shows that you're a cum receptacle. And see the back of the shirt showing your ass? That shows you're a whore. And see the front where you can peek at your pussy? That shows that you are my little pussy slave. Aren't you beautiful?"

Anne stared at herself. What was this obscene creature in the mirror? WHAT WAS THAT RING IN HER NOSE? Was this her? Anne looked and realized the depths of her degradation. She was Mistress' little fuck toy. She was a sex slave. And anyone who looked at her would know it. And as Anne saw herself, an orgasm built up through her and she came. She came thinking of what a dirty little whore she was. "Thank you Mistress" was all she said.

Susie led Anne out by the ring in her nose to have breakfast with her father.

Chapter 17 - The First Day **************************

Fred freaked when he first saw Anne. What had she done to her hair. God she looked like a complete slut. And her nose, she had a ring in her nose. This had to stop. He couldn't allow this. Then he noticed the sheen on her face. OH MY GOD - she did have his cum spread all over her face. Still, he had to try.

"What is this?" Fred asked. "That hair color makes her look like a common street whore. And what's with the ring. That has to be removed - it's just too disgusting. I won't have it. I won't."

Anne stopped confused and ashamed. Her father said she looked like a whore. He needed to help her. WAIT - maybe her father could save her. Maybe her father would stop all of this. Anne looked up hopefully.

Susie walked over to Fred. He was on the other side of the kitchen counter so Anne couldn't see below his chest. "Don't you like it Mr. Smith" Susie asked in her little girl voice. "Its what Anne wants. Its how she should look. Don't you think so? Don't you think it fits her perfectly?"

And with that Susie reached down and stroked Fred's prick through his pants. "No-no I do-d," Fred said and then was speechless. The little vixen was rubbing his cock right here in front of his daughter. She couldn't see it but she must suspect. He couldn't allow this. But he found his arms unable to move.

Susie then unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. She moved behind Fred so she could talk to him and give him a hand job while making him face Anne. "Isn't she beautiful Mr. Smith? Doesn't the hair match her body so well? And doesn't the ring in her nose fit her personality?"

"No-no-I-I-" Fred stammered.

Anne's hopes lit up. Her daddy was going to save her. Yes, finally the long nightmare would be over.

Susie whispered in Fred's ear. "I'm going to blow you. I'm going to suck your big cock in my little teenaged mouth. But I won't let you cum until you tell Anne that you think her hair and ring are perfect. Its what she wants and you need to be a good daddy and support her." And with that Susie dropped down to the floor out of Anne's sight and started to suck on Fred's cock.

"No, no, please," Fred pleaded. "Oh god, no, no."

Anne was looking at him and she must know what Susie was doing. Oh god, his daughter was watching him get a blowjob from her 15-year-old friend. This couldn't be happening. Oh god he was going to cum, he was - OH NO she stopped. Why was she stopping. He had to cum.

Oh yes, he had to tell Anne. "Your hair is beautiful princess and so is the nose ring. They look perfect on you." And as he said those words Susie sucked his entire cock into her mouth causing him to cum. "Oh yes, oh yes" he grunted. Oh god Anne was staring at him. He had to cover up. "Oh god yes your hair looks so nice on you. Yes that ring is perfect."

Anne was devastated. Her daddy wasn't going to rescue her. Here he was pumping his cum down Susie's throat and telling her that her hair and nose ring were fine. There was no one to save her. And with that realization, the last bit of fight went out of Anne.

After sucking Fred off, Susie went over to Anne and gave her a big kiss giving her a load of her daddy's cum at the same time.

Fred stared mortified that Susie was giving Anne some of his cum right there in front of him. And Anne wanted to die as her daddy saw her eat his cum. She was so filthy.

Susie spent the morning getting Anne and Fred used to the new situation. Susie instructed Anne how to sit so that her legs were spread, giving Fred a perfect view of her pussy. Susie stood behind the counter and pushed Anne down to eat her pussy, smiling at Fred the entire time as he realized his daughter's mouth was plastered in Susie's pussy.

Then Susie had Anne stand up and talk to her dad while she dropped down and ate her. Both knew that the other knew what was happening, but both pretended that they didn't. They couldn't handle actually talking about it.

One time while Fred was talking to Anne, Susie grabbed Fred and pulled him into his bedroom and fucked his brains out, making a ton of noise in the process. They then walked out together and Susie dropped Fred's hand and pulled Anne into their room where she had Anne drink all of Fred's cum out of her pussy.

Another time, while Anne was sitting near Fred, Susie grabbed Anne and pulled her into their room and the two of the 69'ed for an hour with both making a lot of noise. When they came out, Susie gave Fred a big kiss, giving him a taste of Anne's pussy juice all over her face.

Susie then sat Anne down and explained her new rules. She was to never tell Susie no about anything. She was to ask Susie before she did anything. She was always to refer to herself in third person. When only Susie or people who knew her situation, like her father were around, she was to call herself slut or whore or slave. When others were around she was to call herself Anne.

From now on she should always use her whimpering voice, the one that sounded like she would start crying any second. She was no longer allowed to read unless told to or to voice an opinion or to even think if possible. And she had to cum as much as possible every day.

Her every waking moment now revolved around sex. Satisfying others and satisfying herself. She was to dress as obscenely as possible. Her normal method of sitting would be with her legs up on the arms of a chair so her pussy was wide-spread for everyone to see. Her blouses should be plunging or transparent. And anytime she forgot any of these rules she would be whipped.

Fred listened to Susie explain all of this to Anne. And he saw Anne sitting there with her legs spread showing him her pussy. But he couldn't do anything about it. Susie had threatened to fuck him right there in front of Anne if he did. So Fred sat and read the paper and pretended he didn't hear anything and pretended he didn't see his daughter's pussy.

Susie then had Anne put on a fashion show modeling all of her clothes for Susie and her dad, to see which ones she could keep. Susie sat next to Fred with a pair of scissors ready to adjust some articles from unacceptable to acceptable.

For each outfit Anne would have to come out and ask her father "Does this look ok on Mistress's slut?" Fred would look to Susie who would shake her head yes or no and then tell Anne to keep it or not. Or Susie would crook her finger and Anne would walk over for Susie to adjust it. All the skirts had their hem raised to the level of Anne's ass in back and the bottom of her pussy in front. This wasn't barely legal, this was flat-out obscene. No one can walk perfectly and the slightest movement by Anne would give everyone a glimpse of her ass or cunt.

Her T-shirts were all cut so they barely covered the bottom of her areoles.

All of the lower part of her massive tit meat was there for anyone to see. Her blouses had buttons removed or armholes enlarged or were just thrown out.

Her jeans were all turned into cut-offs. But they had so little material in the crotch that Anne's pussy lips pushed out on each side of the tiny piece of fabric left. Any tight pants were thrown out. Any loose ones that could have a hidden slit sewn into the crotch were kept.

The nice dresses were the most difficult. Anne had to have clothes for school and church and visiting relatives and friends. She couldn't disappear from society. So they were adjusted with slits put in the dresses front and rear up to Anne's waist. But the folds in the dress didn't make the slit apparent.

And the tops were layered and slit so that her breasts were easily accessible too. The dresses didn't normally show anything. But sliding your hands the right way meant your could easily caress Anne's pussy, breasts, or ass. And finally Susie went to work on the bathing suits. The tops barely covered Anne's nipples showing most of her tits. The bottoms were cut to plunge down to the beginning of her pussy crack. And they were so thin that Anne's pussy lips would pop out of the sides if she wasn't careful.

Toward the end, Anne came out one time and Susie was bouncing on her father's lap. Susie's long skirt hid the action, but there was her father fucking Susie right in front of her as she asked him for approval of each outfit. And her father was telling her if the clothes were slutty enough. Then she came out and Susie was standing up as Fred was zipping up her pants. Susie pulled Anne up so she was standing in front of Susie. Susie had her back to Fred so that Susie's body was blocking Fred's view of his daughter.

"What do you think Mr. Smith?" Susie asked. "I think we need to see her kneeling in this one to know for sure. Can you ask her to kneel?" Anne looked confused.

"Kneel Anne so we can see how this dress looks when you're on your knees," Fred told her.

Anne kneeled down. OH MY GOD, Susie was lifting the front of her skirt.

SHE COULDN'T! NOT RIGHT IN FRONT OF HER FATHER. Then Susie dropped the skirt over Anne's body hiding her under her skirt and pushed her head into her pussy.

"I don't know..." Susie said. "I think I need to see her like that a little longer.

Can you ask her to keep kneeling Fred?"

Fred swallowed. His daughter was eating Susie right there. "A-Anne, can you please keep kneeling f-f-for a bit."

Anne shuddered in shame. Her daddy was telling her to stay there and eat his cum out of Susie's pussy. He knew she was a dirty little lesbo tramp who would eat it all down. And so she sucked and sucked eating all the cum and bringing Susie to a nice climax.

After she was done, Susie had Anne give her father a thank you kiss for all his help. A thank you kiss covered with Susie's pussy juices. Anne wanted to die.

Susie then had Anne sit in a chair with two vibrators and get herself off for the rest of the afternoon. The chair was turned so Anne's father couldn't see her. But he could hear the vibrators. And he could hear Anne each time she came.

Anne lost herself in the world of sex, riding cum after cum after cum, ignoring the fact that her father was 10 feet away listening to each climax. It felt so good to escape from everything and just enjoy the feelings coursing through her body.

When it was close to dinnertime, Susie called Anne to feed the dog. Anne went and got the dog food and opened the can. But as she was about to empty the can into Rover's dish Susie stopped her.

"You need to feed Rover the same way we do on Saturday's now," Susie stated.

Anne started to object and then slumped in defeat. What difference did it make anymore. "ok" she whimpered and started to walk off. "Where are you going," Susie demanded.

"Slut is going to put on her bathing suit," Anne whimpered.

"We don't need that. Just strip."

Anne looked down and started to pull her T-shirt off. There she was, naked in her house, with her father staring at her large breasts. Susie walked up and handed her a bowl with the dog food in it. "Spread it on fuck- toy."

Anne reached in and grabbed some dog food and spread the meat over her stomach. She continued to spread it everywhere until she had dog food over every inch of her body from her neck to her feet. Anne stood there shaking in shame at the image of what she must look like.

"Get down on your hands and knees."

"Yes Mistress," Anne whimpered and dropped down. As Rover started to lick her, tears fell from Anne's eyes. She was letting her dog lick her body for his dinner. And she hadn't even tried to resist. She was letting her dog lick her naked tits and ass and pussy. This was so disgusting. Anne's father walked up. "What in the hell is going on."

"This is how Anne feeds Rover. She likes it when he licks the food off of her body - don't you fuck-toy," Susie demanded.

"Slave likes to feed Rover this way daddy," Anne sobbed.

"Tell him what you're feeling. Tell us how it gets you off. TELL US," Susie demanded.

"Slut likes feeling Rover's tongue on her body," Anne stammered, tears streaming from her face. "Rover makes slut hot. Rover's tongue is getting slut off," Anne sobbed.

And Fred could only stare at the erotic sight of his daughter being licked all over by Rover. And enjoying the hand job Susie gave him as he watched. He finally spurted all over the kitchen wall.

"Don't worry, I'll get Anne to clean it up," Susie said.

Fred knew quite well how she would have Anne clean it up. And Anne dropped her head and sobbed as Rover walked off after having licked the food from every part of her naked body. She had almost cum as Rover licked the food from her pussy and that was a possibility too awful to bear.

After dinner Susie and Anne showered and dressed to go out. Susie made up Anne's hair and make-up giving her a total slut look. The dress she gave Anne was a special present Paul had lent her. It was a black sheath dress that went from her neck down to 2" below her ass. But it clung to every curve. And the top was completely transparent. Here tits were on full display to anyone who looked at them.

The bottom was only partially transparent. But that was little help. Because while the back and sides covered her ass, the front was scooped up from below so that the hem was actually above her clit. Her entire pussy was on display.

The stockings came up to mid-thigh and then were held up by garter belts attached to the hem of the dress. Topping it off were black lace gloves and 7" high heel shoes. Anne was a walking fuck-me sign, a walking invitation to sex.

Susie wore a sheath dress too. But while hers was definitely sexy, it shouted class rather than whore. And she applied make-up so she looked older than her 15 years. And then she turned Anne to look at herself in the mirror.

"See the pretty whore. You are such a beautiful little fuck toy," Susie told her. "I bet all the men are going to want to dump their cum in your slutty little body. You'd like that wouldn't you."

"Yes Mistress, slut would like that" Anne replied getting disgusted and hot at the thought of all those men using her. "Slut would like all those men dumping their cum in her mouth and cunt and ass."

"Can my little slave come for me" Susie asked as she rubbed a little vibrator on Anne's clit.

Anne climaxed almost instantly.

The doorbell rang and they went out to meet their date. It was Paul. Anne froze in shock at seeing him again.

Chapter 18 - Spring Break, Again ********************************

The rest of the spring break was a blur for Anne. Paul and Susie fitted her with a remote control dog shock collar. This collar was used anytime Anne got out of line.

Next they didn't let Anne sleep. Not for the entire week. At first Paul had to use the shock collar to keep Anne awake. But after 2 days her body took over and Anne responded to everything on automatic pilot in a half- awake trance.

And in that state they completed her indoctrination.

Rule 1 was that Anne had to dress and position herself as sluttily as possible for any situation. At home she would lie back with her legs spread wide. And of course Anne never wore any clothes in private. But even in public she was made to dress like a complete slut.

When a group of kids goes through the mall you can't really see the one in the middle. So Anne found herself Sunday at the mall wearing a shirt, garter belt, stockings, and heels. But nothing covering her ass or pussy. And a shudder would run through her body as she was among normal people totally exposed.

Each day it got more extreme. On Monday they went to the public pool and out in the pool, in the middle of all her friends, her bikini was stripped off and she had to give all the boys hand jobs while parents and their children splashed all around them.

Tuesday they went to the movies and Anne spent the entire movie stripped naked crawling around on the floor sucking cocks and licking pussies. And everyone would dump their drinks or popcorn on Anne when she finished coating her with food. At the end she rolled around on the floor before leaving - a disgusting sticky mess.

Wednesday the bound her up. Wrapping her big fat melons with clothesline so they were popping out more than usual. Around her waist went a steel ribbed corset forcing her into an even more hourglass shape. Giant vibrators were stuffed up her pussy and ass and tied in. And weights were hung from her nipple and cunt rings.

A tight knit dress was then put on where the ropes and weights on her breast were obvious under the dress. And the weights on her cunt lips hung down below the hem of the dress. They then put bracelets on her wrists and clipped them together behind her back essentially handcuffing her.

The same was done to her ankles with a very thin short chain so she could only take short steps. Finally, contacts were put in her eyes so that Anne's vision was totally out of focus. If something was more then 6" away she basically couldn't see it.

Anne spent the entire day in public, totally bound and helpless. Forced to take small steps. Forced to her knees constantly to suck a cock or eat a pussy. And through it all constantly - the voices of others around her. So that Anne found it "normal" to be bound and sucking cock in public.

Thursday they went out to dinner at a fancy restaurant. Anne wore a sheath sequined dress that her breasts were constantly trying to spill out of. And while it was floor length, it was slit up the front past her clit so if you were watching at just the right time, you could see her pussy.

Once they arrived at dinner Anne was pushed under the table and had to strip. She then spent the entire meal going from person to person servicing them while all around she could hear the sounds of people enjoying themselves at an elegant dinner.

Rule 2 was that Anne had to masturbating herself whenever she wasn't using her hands on someone else. At first Anne had to be shocked to reminder her of this rule. But after a couple of shocks she lost any will to resist. After all, getting off in the middle of the mall was a lot less painful than a shock collar on the neck.

And there were no exceptions to the rule. When people could see her she had to hold her hands in front of herself as though they were just resting on the front of her skirt. But if a finger wasn't working her clit - WHAM the collar would reminder her.

And so Anne found herself getting herself off as she talked to people, went swimming, sat down, rode in the car, or ate lunch at McDonalds. And as she masturbated herself in the most normal of circumstances, it became normal to her to masturbate anywhere.

And the longer it went on, the harder it became to cum. After 2 days of non-stop masturbating and cumming it was taking Anne over an hour of playing with her clit to cum. Anne found herself using her fingers in her pussy, and then her ass too. Because variation was the only way to make it work.

There is nothing quite as hungry as the eyes of a woman who desperately needs to cum and knows that no matter how hard she tries, it will take her at least another hour before she does. And that knowledge makes her even more desperate.

And so Anne generally had a look of wanton desperation on her face as she played with herself. And all she was thinking of most of this time was how badly she wanted to cum. And Paul and Susie could get her to do almost anything to be allowed to cum.

Toward the end of the week Paul got his doctor friend to inject a painkiller into Anne's clit. So for the next 8 hours there was no way Anne could rub her clit to get off. By the end of that period Anne was fisting her pussy and ass desperate for some stimulation strong enough to get her off. There she would be lying on the floor whimpering and grunting as she slammed one fist into her pussy and another into her ass mumbling, "Please, please get slut off - slut needs to cum so bad."

Rule 3 was that she could no longer refer to herself as Anne, I, or me. She was "slut." And every time she forgot she got a shock.

By Tuesday she had learned her lesson. And with the combination of the sleep deprivation, it became automatic. Her mind became separate from her body and she referred to the dirty little slut she saw desperate for her next cum. At the same time she wore headphones most of the time with a tape that was constantly talking to her, telling her "You are a slut. You need to suck cocks. Cocks are the best thing in the whole world. Cocks and pussy - that's all that matters. A cock up your pussy would feel so good. It would be so nice to bury your face in a pussy and lick all the juices." And it also taught her, her place in life.

"Paul and Susie are your masters. You need to make them happy. Their happiness is all that matters. You need to give them everything they ask for. You are a slut and your purpose is to serve others. You can only be happy if you are serving others. You should offer yourself to everyone else."

Rule 4 was that she should offer herself sexually to everyone she met. At first the practiced at the house where every time someone would come over Anne would crawl up, her breasts swaying under her, weights attached to her nipple and cunt rings, and she would pull down the zipper of the guy entering the house and suck their cock. Or if it was a girl she would lift their dress and lick their pussy and clit. And when they had cum she would thank them.

They then trained her in public to, when introduced to someone, to walk up and put her right hand on their cock or pussy and use her left hand to pull their hand up under her dress to her pussy. Anne resisted at first but a couple of jolts with the collar and she relented. After all, what was so terrible about meeting someone that way.

Paul & Susie were very careful to make sure that everyone Anne was introduced to was someone in on the project. And that it always happened where at least a little groping was safe. So that Anne learned not that you usually introduced yourself this way but that you always did. Over the week Susie worked on getting Anne together with her father. Anne still looked to her father with hopeful eyes at times. And twice had even started to ask him to help her.

Fred was definitely still feeling major guilt about letting his daughter being turned into a total slut. So the next time Susie fucked Fred, she then called Anne in and had her suck the cum out of her pussy while Fred watched.

Later that day she blew Fred and when he got close to cumming, called Anne over and had her kneel next to her. After Susie got the mouthful of cum she turned to Anne and french-kissed her feeding her the mouthful of cum.

The next day while Susie and Fred were fucking Susie had Anne come in and lie next to them and masturbate so they all came together. Both Fred and Anne stared away from each other totally mortified to be lying next to each other and cumming.

Later that day Susie blew Fred again and had Anne kneeling there next to her but just as Fred came, she pointed his prick at Anne's face so the cum shot directly onto Anne's face. Anne flinched as though each shot of sperm was boiling hot. And after Fred got up and left Anne still knelt there is a state of shock although not forgetting to keep masturbating, shortly thereafter cumming with her father's cum and her own tears dripping off of her face.

The next day Susie jacked Fred off repeatedly keeping his dick aimed at his daughter's face the entire time telling him "look at the little cum hungry slut down there. Look at her eagerly waiting for your cum. Do you know she gets off on this. Look at the little whore play with herself all hot at the thought of your cum. Give the little tramp what she deserves."

And the when Fred had cum Susie would hold Anne and tell her "Did my little slut enjoy her daddy's cum. Did little whore get off on watching her daddy cum? I bet my little fuck bunny would like to fuck her daddy wouldn't she?" And Anne would shudder in shame and sob into Susie's shoulder.

Each time Susie had gotten Anne's face closer to Fred's cock. Until she had it slightly in Anne's mouth able to shoot down the back of her throat. But they hadn't touched - yet. The next day as Fred was about to cum Susie put her hand behind Anne's head and pushed her head all the way down Fred's cock. Anne deep throated Fred as he came.

Fred was in shock seeing his daughter's head buried around his cock. At the same time the depravity of it had him spewing tons of cum into her throat and unwilling to stop it. "Look how happy the whore is eating your cock," Susie whispered to him. "This is where she belongs."

"No-no, this is wrong," Fred stammered and got up and ran out of the room.

Anne looked up with utter revulsion on her face at what she had done. "There, there little slut," Susie said softly holding her. "There is nothing to feel bad about. You're a whore and whore's are supposed to suck cocks. You don't care whose it is as long as you get to eat the cum my pretty little fuck meat."

Anne sobbed and sobbed in Susie's arms but, after a little reminder from the collar, played with her pussy while she cried. Later that day Susie tracked Fred down and overcame his objections by rubbing her tight young body against him. Once she had him hot, they were fucking with Fred sitting in a chair and Susie facing him riding him. Susie then called Anne in and told her to suck his cock.

Fred wanted to resist but Susie's budding breasts in his face stopped any real resistance. And Anne had been taught by now, if you see a cock you need to go suck it. So Anne sucked her daddy off while Susie rubbed her breasts in his face. By that evening Susie was merely sitting next to Fred when she would have Anne crawl up and suck Fred off. And the next day she got Fred to fuck her. The battle was over - Fred didn't see his daughter anymore. All he saw was a hot fuck doll that would drain his cum whenever he was horny.

At the same time Susie and Paul were making sure that Anne was learning to take better care of rover. Every meal Rover would lick his food off of Anne. Susie had Anne start putting the food just on her tits and up her pussy so Rover concentrated on those parts. Anne would hang her head in shame as Rover buried his snout in her pussy trying to get all of his dinner.

The second day Rover got so turned on he started humping Anne's leg. Susie made Anne hold still until Rover had cum on her leg. She then had to scoop the cum up and eat it - which almost made Anne throw up. And all the time Susie was cooing "does slut like the taste of doggie cum. Does it make you hot?"

The third morning Anne had to jack rover off when he started humping her leg eating the cum out of her hand after he had cum. Later that day she jacked rover off right on to her face.

The fourth morning Susie had to use the shock collar several times before Anne agreed to suck Rover's dick. Sobbing and with tears streaming down her face it was not the best blowjob she had ever given. But Rover came and Anne sucked it down.

That evening Susie had Rover mount Anne and while Rover fucked his cock into Anne's pussy, Susie held Anne's face, looked into her eyes and talked to her. "Does the little slut like the doggie cock in her pussy? Are you going to get off from Rover's cock pounding into you? Do you like feeling his cock in your hole?"

Anne looked up at Susie with anguish on her face, knowing what she had to say with the tapes, the collar, and the sleep deprivation all forcing her to agree. "Yes slut likes his doggie cock pounding into her hole. Whore is a bitch that likes doggie cock. Whore is going to cum when he pours his cum into my slit."

After that session Anne learned to fuck Rover at least once a day, usually in the cunt but sometimes in the ass. When she came home she would lift the front of her dress for Rover to lick her smooth pussy and then either fuck him or suck him off.

And when Anne met a dog on the street she would lean down, petting him, and always reaching under to stroke his cock or rub he pussy (if it was a bitch). One time a friend brought over her female dog and they had Anne lick the bitch's pussy and then strap on her dildo and fuck it. Anne then had to compete with the bitch for Rover's attentions and Anne broke down in tears when Rover choose the bitch over her.

Anne was crying because a dog didn't want to fuck her. And they were tears of shame that Rover would choose the bitch over her as well as tears of degradation that she wanted Rover to pick her. Anne looked up at Susie begging, "Please have him fuck me - PLEASE. I've got to have his cock."

She didn't get his cock but Susie allowed Anne to tongue Rover's cock and the bitch's pussy as they fucked. And when they were done, after Susie had made her beg for it, Anne was allowed to suck Rover's sperm out of the bitch's pussy.

Finally they worked on Anne's toilet training. At first they would make Anne put her hands on cocks or pussies in the pool when they would pee. Anne would fell the warmth but it would quickly wash away.

The next day they pee'ed on her legs when she was out of the pool. As the day wore on they pee'ed higher and higher finally peeing on her pussy, ass, and stomach. But each time the streams only went an inch higher from the previous time so Anne never worked up the nerve to say no. The third day Anne was on all fours in the yard when Paul walked up and pee'ed all over her back, including her hair. Anne knelt there and sobbed. Susie the walked up and pee'ed entirely on her hair. Anne was left with hair dripping, and reeking of piss.

As the day wore on they had Anne lie on her back as they pee'ed higher and higher up her torso until the pee was splashing on her face. But each time Anne was allowed to jump in the pool and wash it off.

The fourth day was different. Anne was placed in a wading pool and everyone, including her father, pee'ed on her in there all day. The pool slowly build up an inch of pee standing in the bottom. Paul then had Anne roll around in it to make sure she was totally covered. Anne spent most of the day covered in piss.

That evening Paul had Anne hold her mouth open as he pee'ed into it. After spending the day swimming in piss, drinking it did not seem like a big deal to Anne. She meekly opened her mouth and drank Paul's piss. Anne was toilet trained.

Chapter 19 - The End of the Week ********************************

On Thursday when they got home after partying until 2:00 they finally let Anne sleep for 6 hours. But during that time Susie had several girls that took turns gently eating Anne's pussy. So all night, as she slept, they brought her to gentle orgasm after gentle orgasm.

When Anne woke up she was feeling alive for the first time in days even though she was still pretty worn out. She also found herself rubbing her clit as she lay there, not even realizing that she was doing it. Friday was going to be special. Paul strapped Anne's head to his cock. There was enough slack that she could pull back to breath. But she always had the tip in her mouth, and usually more.

Paul spent most of the day watching his European S&M videos. Anne would suck him as he watched while listening to the sounds of women being tortured. And when Paul had to pee he just pulled Anne's face in close and let go.

People came by to see Paul. Anne knew this because they would kneel behind her and fuck her pussy or ass. Sometimes they would whip her so that Anne's cries mingled with those of the women in the movies. But mostly Anne's day revolved around Paul's prick, always in her mouth and always requiring her attention.

When they went out to dinner that night Paul got a special wheelchair that had room for Anne to crouch between Paul's legs. Then with blanket's strategically placed around his legs, Paul and Susie went out to dinner with Anne between Paul's legs, sucking his disk, drinking his piss and cum.

Saturday they went to visit Paul's doctor friend. After he dumped a load down Anne's throat he got down to business. Her waist was made even smaller with the extra fat once again moved to her boobs. Anne now had an almost impossibly thin waist due to some rearrangement of organs. And her boobs now rivaled those of Wendy Whoppers although Anne's were all natural.

The doctor then used the Norplant release system to release some different drugs into Anne's body over the next 5 years. In her breasts was growth hormone to help the new fat connect to the old fat and to further stimulate growth.

Elsewhere were extra concentrations of some of the female hormones. These would keep Anne in a state of constant horniness. He trimmed a lot of the excess skin away from around her clit. Basically one touch on her clit would be enough to send Anne into a climax.

That Saturday night Anne got to try out her new body. It was the school Spring Prom. Anne wore a beautiful virginal white lace dress. It actually buttoned up the front from her ankles to her throat.

However, when you looked close you realized, you could see right through it. So here was beautiful slut Anne. Looking like a virgin in her white dress, gloves, and ribbon in her hair. With her gigantic breasts straining at the dress pushing to break out. Through the dress you can see her breasts, nipples, and rings.

Lower down you can see her ass in the back and her smooth pussy in the front. Both are framed by a white garter belt and white patterned stockings that go down to her feet in 6" white heels. And her legs are clearly visible because the dress is tight all the way down to her ankles. Anne can only take steps of 2 - 3 inches.

Anne's hair has been bleached almost white and teased up to give the bedroom look. Her makeup done to make her look like a complete slut. And to top it off, a black leather collar on her neck and chrome steel handcuffs cussing her hands together in front. These were not hidden, these were obvious.

Anne went to the prom finding it perfectly normal that everyone could see her entire body. Shortly into the evening her dress was unbuttoned by her tits and cunt so everyone could reach them, including Anne who was desperate to masturbate.

The ring in her nose was attached to the rings in her tits. And those were attached to the ring in her clit. So when Anne held her head up it stretched he nose, tits, and clit. The rings in one cunt-lip were attached to chains that went around her ass to the other lip holding her cunt open.

All Anne could think of was that she needed more. There was a cock in her pussy, another in her ass, a third in her mouth, a fourth between her tits. She had one hand wrapped around a cock and another fingering a pussy. Each of her feet was being stuffed up some nymphette's cunt. And it wasn't enough.

"More, more - oh please god slut needs more" Anne pleaded. "Fuck slut, piss in slut, cum on slut. Slut needs it. Oh god slut needs it."

Epilogue:

Anne's mom did not recognize the tramp that ran up to her in the airport wearing a crop top that showed the bottom of her tits and a skirt that showed her ass cheeks. And when Anne grabbed her, kissed her, reached for her pussy, and pulled her mom's hand to her pussy, Anne's mom freaked.

Once they got her home they laid it out for her. If she didn't cooperate Fred, Anne, and Susie would all testify that Anne's mom had fucked her getting her thrown in jail. So for the rest of the school year Anne's mom would cringe as Anne or Susie would join Fred in their bed and fuck him.

When Anne graduated from high school (wearing nothing but a corset, stockings, and two large dildos under her graduation robe naturally) she moved in with Paul. From that day forward Anne never wore clothes that hid her tits or pussy from view. Everything was either very transparent or her tits and pussy were not covered at all.

When Susie graduated from High School she and Paul were married. Anne was not seen at the wedding because she spent the entire wedding hidden under Susie's wedding dress eating her pussy and drinking her piss.

The End