Helen and Jo Ann The Club

Helen and Jo Ann sat in the back seats and turned them to face Billy laying on the bed. "Are you alright Billy?" Helen asked. Billy slowly responded in a raspy voice, "I'll be alright in a few minutes, just let me lay here and come to grips with what has just happened." Helen got up and walked back to the bed and sat down beside Billy. "Pretty rough in there huh?" Billy looked at the girl sitting beside him on the bed and saw real concern on her face. He couldn't figure her out. He looked over at Jo Ann and saw the same look. Billy's asshole and throat were both throbbing with soreness and he had trouble deciding whether to continue his plans for the day or just call it off and go home and rest.

He looked from girl to girl. He decided that, because of what they did for him in there cleaning the mess up, they should have a say in the plans. "Do you girls want to continue the 'scene' or call it a day?" Helen looked over at Jo Ann who just shrugged her shoulders and gave Helen a look that said 'It's up to you'. Helen looked back at Billy. "What's next in the 'scene'?."

Billy laughed and discovered that, in the present case, laughter was definitely not the best medicine for his throat. "If you want to continue, then we will continue, I lost a lot of my excitement over sex in there, but looking at you two beauties, it's coming back. If you all do want to continue, then you'll find out what's next when it happens." He gave the two girls a big grin.

Helen sighed and said, "Ok, let's continue it." This was a response that Billy didn't expect. Maybe he didn't know Helen as well as he thought! 'I have to learn more about what makes this chick tick' Billy thought to himself.

Jo Ann on the other hand replied, "Helen!" Billy got himself off of the bed and noticed that their outfits were all buttoned up. "Who said that you could button up, huh, I ought to punish you both for an infraction like that. As a matter of fact, I think you both should just keep two buttons buttoned from now on."

Helen looked down at her outfit, she didn't really have a decision to make since she needed to keep her skirt and blouse fastened. She had to pick the top button on her skirt and the bottom button of her blouse. This left her shaven pussy lips in plain sight when her skirt opened, so she tried to pull her skirt down.

Unfortunately her hips forbade that. He blouse was likewise wide open (the only button was below her navel). Jo Ann looked at her dress and chose to leave the waist and the next lower button intact, hiding her bare pussy from constant view but leaving the top of her dress wide open, exposing not just cleavage, but the profile of her firm tits. Billy smiled for the first time since he was told to undress in the backroom. He climbed forward to the driver seat, filled out IOUs for $159 each for Jo Ann and Helen, and handed them to the ladies for them to sign. They immediately signed both and returned them to him. He headed the van north, to "The Block."

As they turned down the main street, prostitutes, adult book stores, and peep show storefronts faced the passengers. Billy didn't have to tell the girls to observe the surroundings, they were both staring at everything. Billy drove up about six blocks through this seedy part of town and found a parking spot. Even though his destination was two blocks back, he wanted them to experience the street, this element of humanity. He told the Helen and Jo Ann to put on the knee high leather boots with the three inch heels. He also gave them the choice of wearing the leather short dresses instead of their existing outfits. Helen readily agreed to the dress idea and went to the back of the van to change. Billy looked at Jo Ann. "How about you, Jo Ann? You want to wear the new dress or what you're wearing now?" Jo Ann looked down at herself and said she would keep what she had. After Helen got the leather dress on and started snapping it up. Billy said, "Two snaps only, Helen." She fastened two bottom snaps. This dress did allow her to hide her bare pussy, but due to the heavy leather, it fell open at the top. Billy looked at his watch: 5:20. As Helen zipped her boots up, Billy opened the side door on the van and everyone went out.

Jo Ann was the first to appear on the sidewalk. Some locals standing by a storefront voiced their approval. 'Hey baby, want some of this!' 'Hey hot mama, you can sit on my face anytime!' 'I don't think I could afford anything like that.' Helen got similar statements as she exited the van. Both girls were having a little trouble walking in boots with high heels, but seemed to get accustomed to them rather quickly. Billy said "Shall we?" as he put an arm around each young woman and started down the street. He felt like a king, envied by all for the sexy chicks hanging on his arms.

After walking the two blocks accompanied by whistles and catcalls from passing motorists, they turned left and started walking up another section of the block. As they passed a bar that advertised 'Live Sex', a sharply dressed man approached them and tried to herd them in to see the show. "Come on in, best show in town, ladies are admitted free, you two ladies are definitely free, hahahahahaha. Come on in, young man. Hell, with those two pieces, we'll even let you in for free, no obligation! Just check out the show."

Billy looked at the papered windows and solid door and thought about what might be behind them and what fun he could have with his two slaves. He remembered back to what he had just went through at the leather shop and wondered what part the girls had played setting him up. He looked at the girls one at a time. There was a distinct fear in Jo Ann's eyes. That decided him that the girls must've had something to do with his treatment in the backroom. "Sure. Come on, girls, let's go in."

As they entered the room, they noticed a bar along the back wall, dim lights over about twenty tables, and a stage that jutted out into the room with red, yellow and blue lights illuminating it. There were chairs around the stage with ledges jutting out to serve as tables for drinks and ashtrays.

Since it was Sunday afternoon, the club only had about 15 customers, but the dancer on stage, dressed in just skimpy panties was dancing and flirting with the six guys sitting in the stage chairs. Billy walked to an empty table near the stage and directed his female entourage to sit. He ogled the stripper on stage as she removed her panties, revealing a well-trimmed patch of cunt hair.

The flirting got more blatant now with the dancer spreading her legs wide for the patrons close up and those men stuffing cash into the one garter she was wearing. Helen and Jo Ann were paying more attention to what was going on around the darkened club. All the men seated at the tables seemed to be eyeing them as much, if not more, than they were watching the dancer.

A waitress approached, clad in a one piece outfit very highly cut on the sides, and consisting mainly of wide straps that crisscrossed her front and covered her nipples but not much else. She asked what the three would like to drink. Billy raised the palms of his hands to the girls indicating that it was alright for them to order. Jo Ann ordered a Sloe Gin Fizz while Helen ordered a Rum and Coke mumbling that she needed it. Billy ordered a Ginger Ale - he had never drunk alcohol and didn't need to start now - and the waitress left to get the drinks.

Billy finally looked around the room and saw the same thing that the girls had seen, the leers directed at his girls by the patrons sitting at the tables and the bar. This was interesting, considering the nude lady on the stage, and Billy started wondering how far he could take this situation.

Billy looked back at the girls and found Jo Ann's eyes flicking around the room, a worried look on her face, especially when she looked back at what was happening on the stage. Helen, although looking more relaxed, was simply looking back and forth at Billy and Jo Ann, probably trying to figure out what Billy was planning. The waitress returned with the drinks and when Billy reached in his pocket to get money to pay for them she said, "The gentlemen at the table over there have already taken care of them."

Billy looked over at the table the waitress had indicated and saw two middle-aged men both staring hopefully at his table. An plan formed in his mind which would humiliate his slaves. He spoke to Helen, who was seated with her back to the two gentlemen. "Helen, turn around and spread your legs and your pussy lips with your fingers to thank those two men."

Helen stared at Billy for a second as Jo Ann gasped, "Oh GOD!" She obeyed, however, and turned her chair around and spread her legs with the skirt falling away totally exposing herself. She took her right hand and put it between her legs as she mouthed 'Thank you' to the guys at the table.

Billy couldn't see if her hand was spreading her cunt lips, but assumed they were since the guys at the table which were staring in complete surprise at her crotch. Billy whispered "Spread your legs wider" to Helen and she responded instantly. Three men from the bar moved over to take seats beside the two men and one on them called, 'Wooooooooooweee, will you look at that'.

"Ok, Helen," was all that Billy said as Helen removed her hands, closed her legs, straightened her skirt and turned the chair back around in one graceful move.

Billy was proud of Helen, she had really learned to obey, but then he thought about Jo Ann. She was less cooperative. Maybe the treatment he had given Helen last night caused, at least in part, her cooperation. He would have to test Jo Ann's submissiveness. Little things, like the gasp of "Oh God" when he ordered Helen to expose herself, were slight transgressions and not something he wanted to punish for.

He wanted the girls to be themselves, not robots, after all. He motioned to the waitress who came and leaned over to listen to him over the music. Billy asked who the manager was on duty and the waitress motioned to a big 6' 6" guy at the end of the bar. Billy thanked her and told the girls he would be right back. He moved to the end of the bar and introduced himself as Billy and wanted to know if he could ask a favor.

The manager, a Mr. Tweed, had been watching Billy and the girls since they came in. They were clearly great for business so he replied "Sure, what do you want?" Billy and Mr. Tweed conversed in low voices as the girls looked on with more than a little worry. After about three minutes, Billy came back and sat as Mr. Tweed spoke with a few of the patrons at the bar. About four of them looked irritated as they got up and headed for the door with Mr. Tweed following close behind. At the door, Mr. Tweed reached in a box stored by the door and pulled out a sign that said 'Closed for Private Party' and placed it on in the sign rack on the door, then closed and locked it.

Helen and Jo Ann were close to panic now. Mr. Tweed walked up on the stage and addressed the crowd. "Gentlemen, a Mr., ah, Billy here has volunteered to have his chicks perform on our stage. It seems they are new to this line of work but very anxious to please. He thinks that everyone will be well entertained, so I have closed the door and opened the bar. You all know the routine." The ten patrons still left in the bar all headed for the stage seats like they had done this before. Mr. Tweed looked at Billy and nodded his head. Billy turned to Jo Ann. "You're on, Jo Ann. Show these guys what you've got and don't disappoint me." Jo Ann looked at Billy. "Hah, there ain't no way I'm getting on that stage."

Billy smiled and thought to himself, 'So there's a limit'. Then he spoke. "Jo Ann, remember what happened to Helen last night? If you refuse me then it'll be worse than that." "I'm not scared of you, Billy White, and I'm not getting up on that stage." Billy nodded his head to Mr. Tweed, who went behind the curtain at the back of the stage. Billy looked at Helen and said, "Well, then I guess you're on your own then, girl. I was going to have Jo Ann eat you on the stage, but I guess now you'll have to lose that cherry in your pussy."

As he finished, Mr. Tweed came out carrying a chair of sorts. It was made of plexiglass and had a partial seat mounting on it. Attached near the front of the seat was a large dildo that was mounted to the plexiglass. "Come with me." Billy took Helen's hand.

Jo Ann urgently said, "Don't do it, Helen, please, stay here with me." But Helen looked at Jo Ann and said, "I'm sorry Jo, but sometimes you've got to do what you've got to do." and got up and followed Billy to the stage.

Billy had taken the stage over from Mr. Tweed, who had resumed his spot at the end of the bar. Helen climbed onto the stage and Billy loudly gave her a one word order, "STRIP!" The way Helen was dressed, that didn't take long.

Two buttons and the shucking of two pieces of clothing and she was standing on a lighted stage in just leather boots, without even any pubic hair to hide her pussy lips. "Go to each man and spread your legs and your pussy lips wide, so they can see what a virgin cunt looks like. And you guys, you can verify her virginity but don't take it with your fingers." Helen started to cry as she went to the first of the ten men and did as directed, using both hands to spread her cunt lips.

The man reached up and inserted two of his fingers into Helen's cunt. "Well, I'll be damned!" was all the man said as he withdrew his fingers and put them in his mouth. Billy looked over at Jo Ann. Her face was ashen white and her right hand was covering here mouth as she watched Helen's performance on the stage. Helen went around the stage with six of the ten people 'verifying' her virginity.

After she completed the degrading act, she walked back to Billy who was in the center of the stage beside the 'device' Billy reached down to a stage table to grab a chair and set it up on the stage, towards the back. He motioned Helen to have a seat. As Helen sat down, Billy said, "Spread your legs wide and finger yourself."

Billy noticed that Helen's lips were quivering and tears were coming to her eyes as she sat in the seat and spread her legs, spread her cunt lips with her left hand and used her right index finger to start rubbing her clit and fingering her cunt. As she closed her eyes, the fingering seemed to intensify. For a moment, Billy thought about calling the whole thing off, but then he remembered what he had just been through at the leather shop and how his throat and asshole still ached from that experience. Maybe he was starting to fall for Helen. That would be dangerous considering the situation he had planned for her and then he had another idea.

Billy turned back to the room and spoke to Jo Ann who also was crying, "Jo Ann, this is your last chance to take Helen's place on this machine and save her cherry." He could see Jo Ann debating what to do. After about 10 seconds, she got up and came to the stage. "What do you want me to do?" she asked as she stood beside Billy on the stage. Billy smiled that he had found her weak point. "STRIP, SLUT!"

Jo Ann unbuttoned her two buttons, she shrugged her shoulders and her dress fell to the floor. She unzipped and removed her boots. Billy motioned her over to the device and told her, "Have a seat." Jo Ann sat on the seat and found that it moved like a rowing machine and was formed to hold just her lower back and the backs of her ass cheeks.

The seat sat on a 'rail' that ended at the base plate to the dildo and was at a 30 degree angle to the floor, the ball bearing construction of the seat on the rail allowed its free movement on the rail. Billy grabbed her right ankle pulled it foward to a stirrup that was mounted at the side of the seat, securing her knee in a padded plastic brace on the stirrup support. He then strapped her ankle into the stirrup.

The same was repeated for her left leg, effectively forcing her legs spread wide by the plastic knee braces and stirrups. He then took each of her hands and strapped them to small 'handlebar' like devices on each side of the chair, restraining her arms and legs in the device.

Next he pulled a lever and the 'seat' started moving down toward the dildo mounted at the end of the device. He checked the positioning of the large dildo to Jo Ann's cunthole and turned a knob underneath of the seat to raise the seat a little and line up the 'plunger with the hole'.

Helen and Jo Ann The Machine

As he finished making his adjustments, he looked back at Helen, who was still fingering herself with her eyes closed. "Ok, Helen, you can get dressed and sit at the table, it's spectator time for you." He pulled the lever back and forth, moving the seat Jo Ann was on over a rail for about 18 inches and back til the dildo head was just touching the cunt lips. Satisfied that all was in order, he waited until Helen had put her clothes back on, with only two buttons, and sat down at the table.

Billy pulled a handle on the lever and the seat that Jo Ann was sitting on came sliding down from it's eighteen inch elevation onto the 12" long thick dildo in a freefall. Jo Ann's scream as the dildo buried itself in her cunt brought some gasps and cheers from the men seated at the stage. Billy noticed how the plastic knee guards kept the knees spread wide apart as the seat slid down.

Following Mr. Tweed's instructions, he threw a switch on the front of the device and heard a gasp from Jo Ann at about the same time as he heard a faint buzzing sound coming from the dildo (the switch had turned the vibrator on). Next he went down to a dial underneath the switch and turned it up to four. He flipped a second switch and the chair rose up and came back down over about two thirds of the dildo, which was still vibrating.

Jo Ann, who had no control over the situation since her hands and feet were restrained, simply said, "OH MY GOD!" as the seat started moving the vibrating dildo in and out of her cunt. Billy looked at his watch and then at the crowd. The men around the stage were smiling and whispering amoungst themselves.

Billy stood back and noticed that, with the clear plastic construction of the device, you could clearly see Jo Ann's cunt moving back and forth over the dildo. After sixty seconds, Billy turned the dial up to 6 and the seat started moving up to the very end of the dildo and freefalling back down to the bottom. Jo Ann started gasping and groaning with this new attack on her pussy and the whispering amoung the patrons became louder.

After sixty seconds, Billy turned the dial to 8 and the seat started rising about eight inches off of the dildo and dropping back on it, burying it each time. With each drop, about every two seconds, Jo Ann would screech, "AGGGGH." After sixty seconds, Billy reached for the dial. Jo Ann started pleading. "Please Billy, no more! Please, I'll do anything, just no more. Please..." as Billy turned the dial to 9.

Jo Ann's screams started before the first drop, the machine rose the seat 18 inches off of the top of the dildo and then released, dropping Jo Ann's beautiful cunt onto the thick rubbery instrument. Jo Ann screamed louder as the vibrating dildo buried itself into her cunt and then started back up the ramp.

Billy looked at Mr. Tweed, concerned about the screaming, but Mr. Tweed was smiling and watching the display on the stage. He then looked at Helen who sat straight-faced watching the scene unfold in front of her.

After 15 seconds, Billy turned the machine back to 6 and the seat started moving Jo Ann's body up and down the full length of the dildo. After 15 seconds, he turned it down to 5, then 15 seconds later, to 3, then 15 seconds later to 1.

At one, the machine was rapidly moving up about an inch and dropping back down in a rapid process that had Jo Ann panting. Billy finally turned the device off and turned the vibrator off.

As the device stopped it's abuse of Jo Ann's cunt, Jo Ann seemed to collapse on the seat. Billy grabbed the lever and moved it to bring the seat back off the bottom of the rail and up til the top of the dildo was just against Jo Ann's pussy lips. He then started to turn the knobs on the bottom of the seat, raising and tilting it backwards until the dildo was lined up to Jo Ann's asshole.

"Is this really necessary, Billy? Hasn't she had enougth?" came the sound of a female voice behind him. He turned and looked at Helen, who had risen from her seat and was standing at the end of the stage. "Yes and No. She needs to be taught a lesson for disobeying me." He finished his adjustments.

Jo Ann was ignorant of what was going on, her head down, her body convered with sweat, and her eyes closed as if she had passed out. "Are you ready, Jo Ann?" asked Billy. "Yea, get me off of this thing," was Jo Ann's reply. As Billy pushed the lever to raise the seat up the rail, Jo Ann opened her eyes and looked down, still not realizing what was about to happen.

As the seat reached the top of the rail, Billy looked around the room. The men at the bar were smiling and nodding their heads. Helen was shaking her head but keeping her mouth closed. Mr. Tweed had gotten up from the bar and was standing beside Helen.

Billy looked at Jo Ann, who sighed and said, "My cunt feels like shit Billy, not again, Ok?" Billy laughed and pulled the handle, releasing the seat from it's peak. The scream that came as that thick 12 inch dildo buried itself into Jo Ann's ass even made Billy cover his ears. And the scream continued. The men at the stage were shouting, "Woooooheeee," "woooooooooow," and "Did you see that," as Jo Ann continued to scream. Helen had turned her back and was standing against the bar.

Billy pushed the lever and raised Jo Ann off of the dildo to the 18 inch height and let go once more. The second shock to Jo Ann's asshole was more than she could handle and she passed out on the seat. Billy pushed the lever to the top of the rail once again and left it there.

Mr. Tweed came on the stage, pulled something out of his pocket, and held it under Jo Ann's nose. Jo Ann came to and started screaming again. Billy looked at Mr. Tweed and said, "Was it worth it?" Mr. Tweed replied, "Was it worth it! Sheeeeeet, ain't never seen anything like that before, you can close this bar anytime you want for a show like that."

"Where did you get this fucking machine?" asked Billy. "The inventor's sitting right there." Tweed pointed to an older, about 50 year old, man seated at the stage. The inventor smiled and pulled a business card out of his pocket. He handed it to Billy. "Give me a call, I'm sure we can work something out if you want one of these." Billy and Mr. Tweed started to unbind Jo Ann from the device. She had stopped screaming by now and was panting heavily. Billy looked at the dildo and saw that it was covered with brown liquid, tiny pieces of shit, and traces of blood. After untying Jo Ann, Billy lifted her off of the device and helped her to stand. As he looked up, Helen appeared with Jo Ann's dress over her forearm. She took Jo Ann's other arm and wrapped it over her neck as they exited the stage.

As they got back to their table and sat down, Helen and Jo Ann hugged each other and whispered back and forth for a few minutes. Mr. Tweed walked to the door and unlocked it and removed the Private Party sign. The two waitresses came back in from the back room and started serving the patrons like nothing had happened. A young man, about 18- 19, came out from behind the curtain and took the device away and wiped down the entire stage with a towel. Then a girl came out and started to dance and strip. The men who had moved to the stage for the 'private party' moved back to their tables and the drinks started coming. Helen was looking around and finally looked back at Billy. "Billy, this place is weird."

"Just like the twilight zone, doodaadoodaa," Billy replied. Jo Ann had put her dress back on and after buttoning the two buttons, said that she had to use the bathroom. Billy nodded and Jo Ann and Helen got up to go to the ladies room.

As they started to leave, he said, "You can button up all you want girls." Helen mumbled, "Thanks," as they went into the ladies room.

While the girls were in the restroom, Mr. Tweed walked around to the guys in the bar. They all took money out and handed it to Tweed. Billy found it odd that Mr. Tweed was keeping part of the money in each hand as he made his way through the crowd.

The ladies took a long time, around 20 minutes, in the restroom but Billy just watched the girl on stage do her routine. Mr. Tweed stopped by and thanked Billy for the entertainment and handed him two envelopes, one with 'Jo Ann' written on it and the other with 'Helen' and then he went back to his place at the corner of the bar.

The envelopes weren't sealed and Billy looked in each. Helen's envelope had $120 in it while Jo Ann's had $200 in it. Billy was impressed at this unexpected contribution to his slaves.

He thought they would be pleasantly surprised. As they came out with their outfits buttoned up, Billy rose from the table and joined them.

As they got to the street, Billy took each girl by an arm and headed two doors down to a storefront called, 'Power Central'. Helen and Jo Ann The Power Central

Billy entered and the girls followed close behind. The inside of the store definitely look the ladies by surprise. The walls and racks in the front were full of videos, books and magazines with depictions of women and men trussed up in weird positions with handcuffs, belts, rope and other items.

Billy walked right through this section and headed toward the back of the store. As Jo Ann, who was immediately behind Billy, saw the back part of the store she gasped. The walls were full of every type of bondage and discipline equipment she could imagine. The walls and shelves were packed with fake cocks, anal plugs, and combinations of the two.

Helen's "Oh my God!" was a good indication to Billy that she too realized what was in the back room of Power Central. Billy had heard about this place when he lived in Riesterstown but had never been here before, mostly because he just turned 18 a few months ago.

Billy started to examine some items on the wall racks and picked some leather handcuffs and ankle cuffs. He added a waist, necklace and handcuff combination and handed it to Jo Ann along with the cuffs.

Billy picked up a couple of leather collars with rings attached, two packs of nipple clamps, two wide leather belts with rings surrounding them, and a pack of various lengths of heavy leather with adjustable hooks on each end.

Billy handed all of this to Helen whose eyes were about to bug out of her head at his terrifying selections.

Billy continued to another wall and picked out a thick heavy leather paddle, a device, called a flapper, that was a two foot long stick with a one inch wide piece of leather attached to the end, and a cat of nine tails with knotted leather balls throughout nine leather strands attached to a heavy handle.

Finally, at the back wall, he selected two large vibrating dildos, a couple of vibrating butt plugs, two vibrating devices that had large dildos in the front and small ones in the back, and a large strap-on dildo. Billy handed these items to an astonished Jo Ann. Billy walked up to the counter and looked in the glass case. As Jo Ann and Helen put all the merchandise on the counter, Billy pointed to some vibrating eggs that hooked to a small box and had a separate remote control.

The sales clerk unlocked the cabinet and put two of them on the counter. Billy scanned the room one more time and saw some ball gags attached to leather straps. They were on the wall behind the counter, so he pointed them out to the sales clerk who retrieved two of them for Billy. The clark rang up the merchandise and the total came to $355.

Billy knew that was more than he had on him, so he pulled a credit card out of his wallet. Helen exclaimed, "How did you get a credit card?"

"Dad says it's the only thing that can get you out of almost any jam you get in. With him cosigning, it was easy." The sales clerk called the credit card in and ran it through the imprinter before giving it back to Billy and having him sign the credit slip.

The sales clerk also told Billy that the charge would appear as 'Thompson's Wholesalers' which struck Billy as enormously funny. When he looked at Helen Thompson, however, she had her hands in front of her face with a 'not me' expression.

Billy looked at Helen and Jo Ann and said simply, "Shall we?" while he tried to manage the three large bags he was carrying. Helen can forward and took one of the bags and Jo Ann followed her lead. As they left the store, the sales clerk called after them, "Come back anytime."

They walked the four blocks back to the van and with the nightfall, the activity seemed to be heating up on the streets. Billy hadn't planned on being this late in this part of town and he managed to get both his arms around Helen's and Jo Ann's arms to kind of protect them.

One older black guy stepped out of an alley into their path and startled both of the ladies. When he asked if they had any change, the girls relaxed a bit but still seemed tense. The remainder of the walk back was uneventful except for some catcalling and they eventually got to the van. Billy unlocked the passenger door and reached around and unlocked the back door. Helen climbed in up front and Jo Ann climbed in the back seat and took the driver's side rear seat behind Billy's. Billy walked around on the street and entered the drivers door. As they got situated, Billy started the van and looked at traffic. Helen asked, "No IOUs?" to which Billy smiled and said, "No Helen, that last store was for my toys."

As he pulled out in traffic, Billy looked at his watch and saw that it was around 6:30. "For your information, the 'scene' is over, girls, and I'm starved, how about you two. My treat." Helen instantly responded something about Billy reading her mind and even Jo Ann even spoke up, "Well a free meal sounds alright." Billy could feel the condemnation and hatred in Jo Ann's voice and worried that maybe he had pushed her too far. "Ok, You all can put your panties and hose on if you want, and, Helen, if you want to change back into your denim outfit, you can." Billy tried to appease the ladies a little bit.

Neither of the them said a word, but they both retreated to the back of the van to redress a little. "How about my bra" Billy heard Helen ask, and said, chuckling, "Ok, we're going to a nice restaurant anyway." Billy suddenly remembered the envelopes in his pockets and wondered how the ladies would take them and how he would present the money to them. Billy could hear the two girls whispering to each other in the back of the van but couldn't make out their conversation. He figured they needed time to discuss today anyway, so he would let them talk. Billy himself was amazed that his asshole seemed to feel pretty normal and his throat, except for some mild soreness, felt pretty good, too. He wondered how Jo Ann was faring from the fucking she got from that machine, but figured that they had plenty of time to talk about that on the way home.

Helen and Jo Ann The Ride Home

Billy was on the Baltimore beltway by the time Helen came back up front. She dropped her visor and used the lighted mirror underneath to fix her hair and put on some makeup. Billy had never seen a girl put on makeup before and was impressed with the complicated procedures that Helen went through to fix her eyes, eyebrows, and lips.

She was redressed just like she was at church earlier in the day, and Billy looked in the rear view mirror and saw that Jo Ann was back to normal, too.

As Billy turned onto route 3 to head back home, he hit a yellow light and stopped the van. Billy reached into his back pocket and withdrew the two envelopes, handing them to their respective recipients. "Mr. Tweed at the bar told me to give you these as payment for services performed. I guess whoring can be pretty profitable, huh, ladies?" Helen opened her envelope first, looked at Billy, looked back at the money, and then back at Billy before licking the flap and sealing it closed. Billy couldn't understand what was going on until Helen rolled the window down and appeared ready to drop the envelope out the window. Billy was shocked. "Come on Helen, if you don't want it, at least give it to Jo Ann since she bailed you out of getting on that fucking machine." Helen pulled the envelope back into the van. "You want it Jo?" Billy looked over his shoulder and saw Jo Ann just fingering the eight twenties and two tens in her hands, seemingly transfixed by the sight of the money. Helen laughed and used her finger to open her envelope. She took the five twenties and two tens in her envelope and tossed them in Jo Ann's lap.

Jo Ann's eyes lit up at the money in her lap and she looked at Helen. "What's this for?" Helen replied, "It's blood money, Jo. I don't need it or want it." Jo Ann rasked, eagerness in her voice, "Can I have it?" Billy was struck with a startling concept of Jo Ann's big weakness. Given the situation she lived in, $320 was probably more money than she had ever had in her hands at one time in her life.

"It's all yours, Jo Ann." Helen shrugged, and Jo Ann combined the money in her lap with that in her hands. Billy looked at Helen, two spoiled rich kids, and they smiled at each other. Billy rapidly put a better twist on the situation for Jo Ann. "The guys at the bar were very appreciative of you performance on stage, Jo Ann, and that is there way of saying thank you."

Jo Ann seemed to come to her senses as the light turned green and Billy started driving again. "How much do I owe you for the IOUs, Billy?" "The IOUs are for scene money, Jo Ann, the money you have is yours to keep." Jo Ann squealed in delight, and her very emotional "Thank you" was undercut by Helen. "Jo Ann, that money is dirty..."

Billy cut her off with a stare. A quiet, "Let it go, Helen," was all he needed to add to force a frightened Helen look forward and keep quiet. "Helen, I don't care what kind of money it is as long as it's mine!" Jo Ann was in seventh heaven counting and recounting the bills. Billy and Helen exchanged smiles and head shakes as they drove down the road.

Billy pulled into a nice restaurant and parked the van. As he got out, he locked his door and quickly moved around to the passenger side and opened the two passenger doors, bowing and saying, "Ladies" in his most gentlemanly voice. Helen and Jo Ann got out the van, and Billy locked both doors as he closed them. They went into the restaurant and after finding that there was a 20 minute wait, moved to the lounge and ordered some drinks.

Helen and Jo Ann both had wine while Billy settled for a ginger ale. Billy was happy to see Jo Ann in a much better mood and caught her looking around the lounge a couple of times. After a little small talk, they were called and escorted to their table. The menu had a wide variety, with the lowest cost of an entree being $19. This took Jo Ann by surprise and she whispered, "This place is expensive."

Billy replied, "That's not your concern, my ladies, the meal is on me." Jo Ann ordered the seafood platter and Helen ordered a t- bone steak while Billy ordered up his favorite, Blackened Prime Rib. They ate rather silently except for comments on how good the food and service were. Both girls had three glasses of wine with dinner. Jo Ann had a hearty appetite and even looked at Billy when the dessert tray was brought out. Billy smiled and said, "Go ahead, Jo Ann," and both of his 'slaves' ordered dessert. Billy watched as the two of them ate through dinner and dessert. He was quite impressed with both their beauty and the way thay acted after what he had put them through.

After Billy paid by credit card, he dropped a twenty on the table as a tip and Jo Ann gawked at the money on the table as they got up to go. As they left the restaurant, both girls thanked Billy and Helen even gave him a peck on the cheek. Billy was definitely getting confused with what was going on and wondered whether he should confront them or not. He decided that he would let it go. He could talk to Helen after he had dropped Jo Ann off about how the two of them were acting now. When they reboarded the van, Billy climbed in the back with Jo Ann and took the free seat on the passenger side.

He reached over behind the drivers seat and extracted the microcassette recorder. "Well, it's talk time, ladies. What did you think about today's events?" He pushed the button on the microcassette recorder and set it in between the three seats as Helen spun her seat around to face them.

After a long silence, Billy looked at Helen and raised his eyebrows. "Well, the leather shop was kind of neat," she said as both of the girls started giggling. Billy had tried to forget his rape in the backroom of the leather shop, but they were obviously going to use it for all they could. "Is that it? You did such a good job of fingering yourself in front of all those guys, and all you can remember is the leather shop?" Billy asked to try and regain the advantage.

"What did you all tell Czar in the backroom anyway?" he looked from Jo Ann to Helen and then back at Jo Ann. "We told him the truth, that you were blackmailing us with pictures and videos and we told him what the film was about and what you had done to us in your blackmail," Helen responded in a burst. "And his reference to Jo Ann's blowjobs?" I said with a touch of anger in my voice. Jo Ann spoke up with a laugh, "I told him that I give great head and that you enjoyed it alot, I never gave him head but he seemed to use that in the conversation, did that bother you, Billy?" "Why are you so friendly now, Jo Ann? I thought you would hate me with a passion after the machine at the bar." Billy again tried to get control of the conversation. "I got over it. Helen and I had a talk in the bathroom, and I guess no permanent damage was done although my cunt hurts even now. Also because the next stop, maybe I'm a little scared with the stuff you bought in that slave shop place." Jo Ann paused before continuing with a deep look of reflection on her face, "Billy, I've always liked you. Why did you treat me so bad in there? The cunt stuff almost had me unconscious from the brutalness of it all, but the ass fucking wasn't really necessary, why did you do that? I don't want to get you mad or anything but Helen says that I can ask anything in the post-scene conversations so I was wondering."

Billy looked at both girls for a second, then he turned to Helen and told her to answer Jo Ann. Helen pointed a finger to her chest questioningly and paused, but finally started talking to Jo Ann. "Jo, you refused to get up on the stage, remember? Billy's means of punishment are sometimes pretty crude as I'm sure you remember from down on the dock the other night, but I don't think it is our place to question them. Did you see what he made me do? And I'm being as cooperative as I can be with him but I think if we" and she paused as she looked and smiled at Billy before continuing "cooperate with Billy, things will get alot better."

"That's the right way to think, Helen, and at least those 'things' shouldn't get much worse right?" Billy was laughing, "Anything else you want to say about today, my little slaves?" Jo Ann spoke up meekly this time.

"Billy, I was pretty close to being raped in that leather shop, naked in front of all those guys. I personally think being raped is far worse than anything that those pictures you had of me could do to me."

"So noted, things got really out of hand in there. I think we all realized that, and I would like to thank you both for helping me out in the backroom there. I'll be more careful about the situations I place you in from now on." Billy said to try and calm Jo Ann's fears. "Are we going to see Mandy again?" Helen asked. Billy raised his eyebrows and answered her with another question, "Do you want to, Helen?" "No, don't take it like that, I was just wondering," Helen answered as she winked at Billy out of Jo Ann's sight. Billy replied, "We'll see, I haven't made that decision yet."

Billy figured that this conversation/discussion wasn't going much further. Maybe, the way he treated Jo Ann in that club, he deserved her silence. He hit the button on the recorder, climbed up front, and started back home. The girls were silent on the way home, and Billy didn't really want to disturb them so he turned up the radio and just drove.

As they pulled in front of Jo Ann's driveway, Billy climbed into the back and started going through the bags. He handed the sleeveless body suit to Jo Ann. "Tomorrow, you are to wear this and nothing else under your clothes. No bra, no panties, nothing else. You are to wear absolutely nothing under your clothes during gym tomorrow, just the gym shorts and the t-shirt. I expect you to take a shower after gym class also, is all that understood Jo Ann?"

Jo Ann picked up the piece of clothing, shrugged her shoulders, and said, "Sure, can I go now?" "Yes, you may, but keep Wednesday night open for your punishment session," Billy snapped back at Jo Ann, whose mouth gaped open. Billy expected her to argue with him about the punishment session, but instead Jo Ann pleaded, "BILLY, I'm shaved down there, I can't walk around the locker room naked while I'm shaved."

"Oh yes you can, and you will! You're already in enough trouble, so I would very very strongly advise you to follow those simple directions, ok?" Billy took Jo Ann's "oh my god" as she left the van to be an affirmative response. As the van door slid closed, Billy reached into another bag and tossed Helen her body suit. Helen's reply of "Same for me, huh?" and Billy's head nod settled that matter.

Billy took Helen home and dropped her off at her door. He thought he saw a person in the upstairs window and figured it was just her father checking up on her. He got out of the van and walked Helen to the door. He gave her a quick and friendly hug before telling her good night and returning to the van and going home himself. Billy's asshole still hurt some but was rapidly feeling better and he fell asleep quickly after he got into bed.

Helen and Jo Ann Back to School

Billy got up and off to school early on Monday so he could pick up Helen and Jo Ann. He stopped by Helen's house first and she came out with her mom behind her. Helen gave her mom a quick kiss then ran down and climbed into Billy's van.

Billy waved at Mrs. Thompson and she waved back as he drove around the circular driveway and back out to the street. "Are you dressed appropriately?" Billy asked Helen as he looked at her short sleeve beige button up shirt and jeans.

The shirt was unbuttoned a few buttons and the body suit underneath was obvious. "Yes Master", Helen said, laughing, "The only thing under this body suit is ME."

Billy looked up and down her torso and was about ready to tell her to prove it but instead let it pass. They drove down the road to Jo Ann's house and Billy pulled into the driveway. Helen got out and knocked on the door and Jo Ann came out and they hugged. Billy was glad to see that the girls were good friends again. They both came to the van.

Jo Ann was wearing jeans and a red t-shirt. Billy said hi to Jo Ann, then ordered her to raise her t-shirt. Jo Ann did, without hesitation or compaint, and Billy saw that the body suit was in place, obviously without a bra since the outlines of her nipples were pretty pronounced.

Billy's ok was all Jo Ann needed to lower her t-shirt and get seated. Billy drove the short way to school and as they entered the parking lot, he asked his girls if they had brough a towel and shampoo with them. Helen tapped her back pack, but Jo Ann gasped. Her rapid "I'm sorry, Billy," was quickly cut off as he parked the van, went to the back, and lifted the couch bed and grabbed a towel and trial size bottle of shampoo. He handed them to Jo Ann. Jo Ann's meek "Thank you" seemed sufficient and Billy decided to forget about her 'forgetfulness'. All three of them bailed out of the van and headed up to the school, Billy walking between the two girls with his arms around each of them. He was in seventh heaven.

They entered the school and headed to their lockers and classes. Billy stopped by the office and chatted with the vice-principal for a few minutes.

The vice-principal agreed that a few pictures of the girls wrestling in gym might look good for the Annual Memories photo album that the school keeps. He signed an excuse to get Billy out of his third period study hall to go to the gym. Billy stopped by the Year Book room and unlocked it and grabbed his spare camera bag and headed for his first period class. Billy knew that he wouldn't be able to see the girls in the locker room, and how the other girls reacted to their shaven cunts and lack of underwear beneath their gym clothes, but he had other ideas on how to enjoy this experience, since Helen had gym in third period. When that period finally arrived, Billy stopped by his study hall class, showed his teacher the pass, and headed for the gym.

He made it to the gym while the girls were still changing and approached Miss Keegler with the pass and his camera at the ready. Miss Keegler agreed that two of the more muscular girls wrestling might make for some good pictures, and told Billy that Helen and Juanita would get matched up during the class. Billy took a seat in the bleachers and got his camera ready.

As the girls and guys entered the gym, Billy clicked off a couple of shots. The girls all headed down towards the far end of the gym and sat around the mats indian style, two of the girls whispering and giggling and looking at Helen, who was ignoring them. The boys all gathered around the mats on the near side of the gym. Gym class was coed but this was the middle of the wrestling module and some things required separation. Miss Keegler talked to the girls for a few minutes, telling them about Billy and what he was doing there. He snapped a shot of Miss Keegler as she was pointing at him and she smiled and shook her head.

She went on to review of the rules of wrestling and then called two of the girls out to the mat. Karen and Toni set up on the mat with Toni on the bottom and Karen on top and they started wrestling. Billy didn't know these two girls very well, but they were both slim and tall with long legs. Billy got a couple of shots of of them wrestling. Their bare legs intermingling were starting to excite Billy when Miss Keegler called time. She then pointed at Helen and Juanita and invited them to the mat.

Helen started to balk, but Billy had come down from the bleachers and was standing near the mat giving Helen a stern look. Helen got out on the mat and Miss Keegler told her to start on the bottom. Juanita got on top of Helen, grabbed her left arm, and wrapped her right arm around Helen.

Juanita was big, black and mean. She probably outweighed Helen by 20 pounds or so and was a few inches taller, but both girls were very muscular so the matchup was pretty even. Billy got his camera ready and snapped off a shot as Miss Keegler blew her whistle and Juanita took Helen down.

Helen wriggled her way out from under Junaita, got free, and stood. Juanita dove at Helen before she could get balanced, grabbed both of her legs, and pulled. Helen fell like a rock to the mat, landing really hard. Billy saw Miss Keegler start to blow the whistle, but stop when Helen spun around quickly and got hold of Juanita's knee and used it to regain an advantage.

Helen moved her body very fast, impressing Billy with her coordination and quickness, got below Juanita, and managed to get both of Juanita's legs and push them up with her head and shoulders rising between the legs. Billy could see Juanita grimacing as Helen pushed Juanita's knees into her chest, hard.

Again, Miss Keegler looked ready to blow the whistle, but Juanita managed to slide her legs off Helen's shoulders and get her head into a lock between her ankles. Helen let go of Juanita's legs to grab her feet, and Juanita spun out and dove right into Helen.

Helen took the full brunt of the shoulder dive in her stomach, since she wasn't expecting it, and as Juanita climbed up Helen's body, she whispered to Helen and then wrapped her arm around Helen's waist and dragged her across the mat flat on her back. The dragging did two things, it pulled Helen's shorts down in the back and pulled her t-shirt up in the front. By the time Juanita dragged her completely across the mat and litterally threw her down, Miss Keegler was steadily blowing her whistle because Helen's breasts were almost fully exposed and her shorts were two thirds of the way down her ass.

Juanita stood and spit on Helen who was lying on the mat. Helen instantly kicked out her leg and caught Juanita behind the knees and Juanita fell hard on her ass.

Helen used her one arm for leverage and literally threw her body at Juanita, bare tits and all, and hit her with a body slam across her upper chest. Juanita went down hard, and Helen landed on top of her. Helen quickly pounded the mat three times in slow succession before getting off of Juanita and standing.

When Helen stood, the front of her gym shorts were pulled down by the lower back to just above her cunt slit, exposing her shaved pubic mound but not her virgin cunt. Helen quickly pushed down her t-shirt, covering her breasts, and pulled up her gym shorts.

Miss Keegler was just standing there, staring at the two young women. Then the whistle fell out of her mouth as Helen said she was sorry. Billy looked around the crowd and noticed that half of the guys from the other side of the gym were mat side with Mr. Jones, their instructor.

Juanita started talking, still lying flat on her back on the mat. "No Miss Keegler, I'm sorry. I got carried away." As she righted herself and stood, she came over to Helen and extended her hand, saying, "That was impressive, Helen." As Helen took Juanita's hands, the guys standing beside the mat started applauding. Miss Keegler looked totally lost and was silent for about 10 seconds but finally said that everything was fine and told both of the girls to sit.

This was better than Billy had ever expected. He made a note to himself to congradulate Helen later. It was obvious not only to the entire girl's gym class, but also to half of the guy's gym class, too, that Helen had shaved her mound.

Billy looked down at his camera and wondered how he had missed all of that, but then remembered that the whole thing lasted perhaps 15 seconds, and he was much too stunned by Helen's gym outfit doing what it did to think about taking pictures. He chastised himself for not being ready, a good photographer is always ready, but then knew that if he had of taken any pictures, they would have been confiscated by Miss Keegler so it didn't matter anyway.

Miss Keegler sat down and whispered with Helen for a few seconds, then stood and addressed the class. She told everyone (the guys were still standing beside the mat and now the whole class had come over) that Helen had quite a bit of judo training, she was a brown belt, and asked Helen to address the class about some of what she did on the mat. Helen's usual self- confident demeanor was seriously flawed as she got on the mat and talked about defensive fighting and the discipline involved in judo fighting.

She talked a few minutes about the type of judo she was training in, adding that being able to use all of your body to defend yourself against an opponent is very important and that was what she did there.

She apologized again to Miss Keegler, the class and to Juanita for the body slam and pin. She confessed that she reacted in anger after Juanita had spit on her, not in the clear-headed way that she had been taught. She talked about using force to defend, not offend, and when she was talking, she was looking at the guys instead of the girls.

Miss Keegler looked at her watch and told everyone to hit the locker room. The girls all headed out of the gym. Miss Keegler came to Billy immediately after the girls had left and asked what kind of pictures he had taken.

Billy assured Miss Keegler that he hadn't taken any pictures of Helen and Juanita during the intense wrestling, and Mr. Jones, who was standing close by, told Miss Keegler that he had been watching the whole thing and Billy hadn't even raised his camera after Helen was exposed.

Billy left to collect his books and camera bag off the bleachers as Miss Keegler and Mr. Jones started whispering together. As Billy left the gym, Miss Keegler was standing outside of the locker room talking to Juanita, and Billy heard a part of their conversation, it seemed to be concerning a meeting in the principal's office with her parents after school on Tuesday. Billy had wondered whether Juanita was going to get away with that spitting thing, and now realized that Miss Keegler just had her own way of taking care of her students.

As the bell rang for the next class and Helen was not in sight, Billy headed off to math, figuring he would talk to her on the way home about the wrestling experience. He passed Jo Ann in the hall heading to fourth period gym and winked. She sneered at him as she passed. Julie Forth was 15 feet behind Jo Ann heading for the same gym class, and Billy stopped her and asked if they could have lunch together to talk about old times, Julie was a good friend of Billy's from way back. He hadn't seen much of her this school year, but she was in Jo Ann's gym class, his secret spy. Billy headed on to class.

Senior lunch immediately followed fourth period, so Billy dumped all his stuff in his locker and went looking for Julie. She was sitting at a round lunch table by herself. She wasn't very popular with her pale skin and skinny body. Billy started over sit with her. As he was heading for the table, Suzy came up to Julie and they giggled after talking for a few moments. Suzy left to sit elsewhere and Billy sat with Julie. She was still laughing, and Billy asked her what was so funny. She replied that it was a woman thing, that he wouldn't understand. Billy told her, "try me."

She looked around with a secretive, eager look on her face. It was apparent she had a secret and it was dying to tell it. Billy reminded her of some of the things they had done when they were younger, playing doctor, smoking cigarettes together, and Julie finally said "ok" but made Billy promise to not tell a soul.

Billy agreed and Julie leaned real close and whispered that Jo Ann Bower had shaved herself down below and she had broken up with her boyfriend and everyone was wondering who the new guy was. She giggled more before telling Billy that she heard Helen Thompson had shaved herself, too, and some of the girls were thinking maybe they were gay for each other or something. Billy whispered back that maybe it was a new fashion thing or something as he laughed at the silliness of the whole thing.

Julie, who Billy had always thought had a decent head on her shoulders, looked quizzically at Billy and returned to eating her lunch. Billy looked around the cafeteria and saw Jo Ann and Helen sitting at a far table talking to each other quite animatedly. As Julie finished her lunch they made some small talk. Then the bell rang, and Billy told Julie that he would call her sometime. She replied that she would like that.

After his afternoon classes, Billy met up with Helen and Jo Ann down by his van. He let the girls in and took the drivers seat. He took a detour down a backroad, then turned and pulled off onto a gravel strip beside the shoulderless road. "Well, did you girls have fun today?" This was met with a groan from Helen and a "It wasn't THAT bad," from Jo Ann. Billy started with Helen. He wanted to know what she and Miss Keegler had whispered about in gym class. Helen said that Miss Keegler wanted to know if she was alright and pointedly commented that she expects underclothes to be worn in her class. Keegler then asked where she had gotten the training that she exhibited on the floor.

Helen commented that it didn't bother her that much, having her breasts exposed, since she always thought of her breasts as mammary glands anyway, something that she just had to deal with. Billy commented about her naked pubic mound being exposed. This took Helen by surprise. She gasped, "It wasn't that obvious, was it?" Billy grinned. "Yes it was." "Oh, my god!" Helen's face turned red and it was clear to Billy that she hadn't really known.

Billy looked back at Jo Ann and thought about telling her to give him one of her famous blowjobs, but decided that the girls need a break and he had some work at home to catch up on, so he started the van and took Jo Ann home. He told both girls that they could dress however they wanted for the rest of the week but to keep Friday night open. Jo Ann asked if she could wear a bra and Billy told her not to get carried away, bras were still off limits. Jo Ann replied "ok" and got out of the van and headed to her small house.

Helen & Jo Ann Helen's Mother

Billy and Helen drove to Helen's house in silence. As they pulled in front of the house, he leaned over and told Helen that she was great in gym and kissed her lightly before she exited the van. Billy drove home and walked into his empty house.

As he opened the door, the phone was ringing. He answered it in his usual fashion, "White residence." "Billy?" It was the female voice on the other line and Billy repled, "Speaking." The voice continued, "Billy, this is Mrs. Thompson. I would like to see you over at my house right away, there seems to be a problem with Helen." Billy started to worry that something was physically wrong with Helen. "Yes Mam, on my way." He hung up the phone and got in the van before realizing that if anything physical was wrong with Helen, he would be the last person to call, so something had to be up with his little game. He went up to his bedroom and grabbed copies of both the Helen and Jo Ann videotapes before grabbing the microcassette recorder and the tapes he had made of their interviews. He went out to the van and headed quickly over to the Thompson farm.

As Billy pulled up in front of the Thompson house, he picked up the microcassette recorder and put a new tape in it and pushed the record button before putting it in his pant's pocket. He went to the door and knocked.

After about a minute, Mrs. Thompson opened the door and directed him to the living room. He entered the living room and saw Helen sitting on the fireplace hearth with red eyes from crying. She mouthed the words, "I'm sorry." Billy knew something was definitely wrong.

Mrs. Thompson motioned for him to sit on the sofa and she took a seat opposite a coffee table in a straight backed chair. She reached down off of the floor and picked up some pictures and dropped them on the coffee table in front of Billy. The top picture was of a naked Helen Thompson, lying on a blanket in the woods.

It was a picture that Billy had taken. Billy flipped through the six pictures on the table and there were none of Galahad, the horse.

That fact made Billy breath a little easier but he still was very apprehensive when Mrs. Thompson asked, "Did you take these, Billy?" Billy nodded his head and replied, "Yes Ma'am." "And Helen says you made her shave her pubic patch and go without underwear, is that right, Billy?"

Billy looked at Helen and she had a pleading look on her face. He returned his attention to Mrs. Thompson and said, "I told her not to wear underwear and I told Jo Ann Bower to shave her pubic patch, yes ma'am." "You told them to do this and they did it. Why would they do that, Billy, huh?" Mrs. Thompson asked and Billy started to think about how far he wanted to take this thing.

Billy sat for about 30 seconds totally silent before replying, "Helen does what I tell her to keep something I have away from the public." Helen was audibly sobbing now and Mrs. Thompson had a questioning look on her face. "You mean these pictures, she does all that to keep these pictures secret?." "There's more, ma'am," was all Billy said. "I demand to know what you have, all of it." Billy sat and looked at Mrs. Thompson's body in front of him. She was in good shape, around late- 30s he would estimate, cute face. His mind was working overdrive right now, and he had a plan, but didn't know if it would actually work or not. At this stage of the game, however, he had little to lose. "Mrs. Thompson, if you knew what I have, then things will be different, believe me."

Mrs. Thompson reached for the phone. "I'm calling your father, Helen." Helen's scream of "NOOOO!" seemed to temporarily stop that action. Billy saw fear in Helen's eyes about her father and he could see that Mrs. Thompson saw it too. He got up and told Mrs. Thompson that he would be right back. He went out to the van and grabbed a spare camera bag he kept and put both of the tapes in the bag.

Billy then went into the back of the van and retrieved the large strap-on dildo and put it in the bag. He slipped a pair of handcuffs into his pocket before re-entering the house and putting the bag by the front door. He removed the Helen tape and carried it back to the living room, walking directly to the TV and VCR in the entertainment center. Billy turned both on and inserted Helen's tape. He looked back at Helen before pushing the start button and saw that she was just staring at the TV blankly, in a daze. He pushed start and returned to the couch as a video of Helen riding up on Galahad came on the TV.

As the 22 minute video played, the room was totally silent. Billy looked at Helen a couple of times and saw absolutely no expression on her face. She was in a trance, staring at the scene on the TV. Billy started to really worry about her, maybe he had taken things a little too far, but he had other plans for this evening and it was too late to change his mind now.

After the video was finished, Billy got up and ejected the tape from the VCR and sat back on the couch with it in his hands. He looked over at Mrs. Thompson and saw that she was staring at Helen. "So, what would you husband do if he saw this tape?" Billy leered at Mrs. Thompson while waving the video tape.

"Oh, my god! If Les ever saw that, he'd...... oh my god!" This was a sign to Billy that she had never considered letting that happen while she was watching the video. Billy let the silence continue in the room for a good two minutes before turning to Helen and saying one word, "Strip."

Helen looked at him and, stunned, shook her head. She lifted her leg and pulled off a sock and then took off the other sock. She unbuckled her jeans and started to push then down to the floor. Mrs. Thompson spoke. "Helen, stop that right now, you don't have to do what he says." Helen stopped before her jeans cleared her ass and looked at Billy. Billy shook his head and said, "All for naught I guess, I'm going to drop a copy of this in the mail to the Sheriff's office. Have a nice day, ladies." He got up to go with the tape in his hands. "WAIT!!" It was a terrified scream by Helen as she pushed her jeans down to the floor and pulled her t-shirt over her head. The pretty girl stood there, as naked as the day she was born, and looked at Billy.

Billy stopped in his tracks and looked at Helen and nodded his head, then looked toward Mrs. Thompson. Mrs. Thompson wasn't even looking at Helen, she was looking at Billy with a strange look in her eyes. "You wouldn't dare send that to my husband." Billy shrugged his shoulders and said, "Do you want to try me again, I'm growing very impatient."

"Ok, Billy, I agree that keeping this away from my husband is very important, but do you have to abuse Helen in front of me?" "Abuse Helen? Ummmm, and how about you, Peggy?" Billy switched to her first name to make his point. The tension went up another level. Billy's gut reaction was that his plan would work, but there was a high level of risk involved. He tried his trump card while Mrs. Peggy Thompson was still shocked. "Strip Peggy, NOW!" Billy said in his most authoritative voice. Mrs. Thompson just sat there with her mouth agape. Billy turned and said he was going to the post office.

Mrs. Thompson came out of her stupor. She pleaded with him to wait as her eyes teared up. With a final shudder, she mechanically started to remove her clothes. She got her blouse off without much problem and then removed her shoes.

She took a last look at Helen who was crying herself and unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them down and off. She was standing there in a full white bra and full white panties and nothing else. She let her hands fall by her side.

Billy said, "Well?" She slowly reached behind her and unsnapped her bra and let it fall off her arms, convering her smallish breasts with her hands. She was visibly crying now, but Billy just crossed his arms and tapped his foot in a show of impatience.

She put her thumbs in the sides of her panties and pushed them down slowly, showing her blond bush to Billy for the first time. She let them fall to the floor and stepped out of them, keeping her legs together as she put her hands by her side and exposed her small, somewhat sagging, tits to ther daughter and this boy.

Billy looked at mother and daughter crying and wondered if he should actually go through with next step of his plan. He couldn't resist! He walked over to Mrs. Thompson, pulled her hands behind her back, and attached the handcuffs. He sat back down on the sofa and called Helen over. "Go on, Helen, show your naked mom how good of a cocksucker you are."

Billy was really surprised when Helen immediately unzipped his pants, pulled out his erect cock, and started going down on it. He looked at Mrs. Thompson. She was watching the scene in front of her with a strange look on her face.

Billy decided to up the ante a little by pulling Helen off of his cock by her long hair and telling Mrs. Thompson, "Your turn, Peggy. See if you can outperform your slut daughter." Mrs. Thompson didn't move. Billy asked, "Is there a problem, Peggy? The post office is right down the road." Mrs. Thompson spoke in a broken voice, "You wouldn't do that to Helen, would you, Billy?"

Billy laughed a little. "Helen hasn't given me a cause to yet, and I would hate to think that she would forever be blaming her mom for destroying her life at 18. That is, if she still had a life after the Sheriff sees this tape!" Mrs. Thompson decided that this boy was not bluffing. A look of stark fear crossed on her face. She slowly came forward and, getting on her knees, took Billy's cock in her mouth. "Helen, go get that dildo out of the camera bag by the door." Billy motioned to Helen and she immediately did as told. Billy found Helen to have become too robotlike. He knew he would have to really jot her to get her to react in a different manner. Helen came back shortly with the strap- on dildo.

It was an oversized dildo, about 10 inches long and very thick. He told Helen to put it on. Helen's mom tried to raise herself off of Billy's cock, but he put his hands on the back of her head and told her that she was doing fine and to keep it up. Helen was strapping the dildo on. It had a waist belt and a pair of thin straps that went between her legs and hooked onto a clip on the back of the belt. She fumbled with the back clip and finally got it on and stood staight, looking at Billy.

Billy smiled and nodded, showing that he was pleased with the girl before speaking to her. "Ok Helen, now that you have shown me how good of a cocksucker you are, let's see if you're a good motherfucker! Get behind your mom and shove that overgrown rubber cock up her wet pussy."

Helen's mom started to scream, but his cock in her mouth was preventing much noise from coming out. Helen, with tears steadily running down her cheeks and her bottom lip quivering, knelt behind her mother and lined up her new cock with her mom's pussy. She started to push forward.

Billy kept his left hand on Mrs. Thompson's head as he reached down with his right hand and grabbed hold of one of her nipples and started to roll it between his fingers. Helen actually got the cock half way buried in her mom's cunt, then pulled back and pushed in, going a little deeper each time.

The huge rubber cock that Helen had mounted on her shaved pubic mound was obviously meeting resistance in the deeper parts of Mrs. Thompson's cunt. Billy decided he wanted to sample that cunt himself. He told Helen, "Get up and come over here on the couch, Helen." Helen smiled and instantly pulled out of her mother's birth canal and moved to the couch. Billy yanked on Mrs. Thompson's hair, pulling her mouth off his cock. He was not really that pleased with just the sucking that she was giving him anyway, but he had other plans.

He took Mrs. Thomson's head by the hair and put in on Helen's fake cock, telling her to keep sucking. She tried to take the huge dildo in her mouth but whined to Billy that she couldn't do it. Billy said, "That's ok, she has a cunt you can eat too if you can't take that cock of hers." Mrs. Thompson redoubled her efforts and managed to get at least the head of Helen's rubber cock into her mouth.

Billy, meanwhile, moved behind her and shoved his hard cock into her cunt with one move. Mrs. Thompson pulled her mouth off of the cock and screamed and Billy slapped her asscheek hard as he buried his cock again. The boy reached up and grabbed Mrs. Thomson's hair and shoved it down on Helen's fake cock as he got into a rough and steady rhythm fucking her wet cunt.

Billy found the cunt around his cock gave little resistance to him, it was loose, unlike Jo Ann's tight snatch. He pulled out all the way and spread Mrs. Thompson's asscheeks with one hand and lined up his cock and her asshole with the other hand.

Mrs. Thompson's "NOOOOOOOO" was totally ignored as he pushed hard against her asshole. It finally gave and he slid fully into her ass. "OH MY GOD, AIIIIIIIG" was what he heard from Mrs. Thompson as he got into fucking her ass hard and fast.

Billy felt himself starting to come and slowed down, then pulled out of Mrs. Thompson's ass. He moved around to Mrs. Thompson's face. She looked at his penis and squealed with disgust. He followed her eyes and saw traces of shit on its head and shaft. He barked out an order to Helen to take off the dildo, and she did as ordered. He then told Helen to put it on her mother and Helen looked at him with fearful eyes. Billy's raised eyebrows were all that was needed to get Helen to do as ordered again.

Mrs. Thompson's face was turning white, and Billy thought that maybe she was going into shock. He got up and walked down the hall finding a bathroom. He got a towel and a wet washcloth. He wetted the washcloth with cold water and took it and the towel back to the living room, where Helen was finishing attaching the strap-on dildo to her mother who was still on her knees on the floor.

Billy laid out the towel on the carpet in front of the fireplace and told Helen to get on all fours over top of the towel. Her meek plea of, "Billy, please, she's my mother!" made Billy realize that Helen had probably figured out what the next step would be. He pointed to the towel and looked at Helen. She took her position immediately. He then took the wet washcloth and wiped Mrs. Thompson face and neck with it.

This got some reaction from her. He then he moved down and wiped her shitty asshole with it before grabbing hold of one of her nipples and pulling up, telling her to stand. She did as ordered, not having much choice with her hands cuffed behind her back and her nipple being pulled up. He led her over the Helen. "You're one lucky lady, Mrs. Thompson, it's probably a rare if not totally unique occurrence when a mother gets to take her 18 year old daughter's cherry. Isn't that really neat?" Mrs. Thompson just stared at Billy. "She's a virgin?"

"Yes Peggy, your darling Helen is still a virgin, until today that is. You can take her cherry with that big rubber cock or I can take it and risk her getting pregnant. Of course if I take it, I will be very disappointed and will have to punish your daugher later. What do you think of that, Helen?"

Helen started speaking quickly, "Please Mom, just stick it in and get this over with. Dad will be home in an hour or so and we need to finish this and get cleaned up. Come on, mom, just do it and Billy will leave. Right, Billy?" "Yeah, I think that will be enough for today, ladies," Billy said as he walked over to Helen's handcuffed mom, grabbed both nipples, and pulled her over behind Helen.

He pushed down on her shoulders and she resisted at first but finally went down on her knees. Billy lined up the huge cock with Helen's virgin cunt and pushed on Mrs. Thompson's hips, but met alot of resistance in that effort. He thought of what options he had. Mrs. Thompson was totally silent and Helen gave an occasional "Please Mom, just do it." which made Billy happy.

With all Mrs. Thompson's concentration being applied to her legs. and Billy's erection having returned, he kept the dildo positioned with Helen's cunt with his left hand as he put his right hand on Mrs. Thompson's back and pushed her down over the top of Helen's back. He released his hand off of her back and she stayed in that position. Billy knelt behind Mrs. Thompson and reached back with his right hand and spread her asscheeks. "Then have it your way, bitch!"

And he buried his cock into her asshole. The scream from Mrs. Thompson, the groan from Helen, and the feeling of Helen's flesh on Billy's left hand showed him that penetration of Helen was successful but her hymen had not been hit yet. Billy pulled back half way and with all the force his tired body could muster, slammed into Mrs. Thompson's asshole. The anguished scream from Mrs. Thompson was followed immediately with a scream from Helen.

Now that Helen's virginity was technically gone, Billy got into a rough and hard rhythm sodomizing Helen's mom. He could feel with his left hand that she was involuntarily fucking Helen with that monster dildo.

Mrs. Thomson whispered an occastional "I'm sorry, baby," between her grunts and pants while Helen continued saying over and over, "It hurts, It hurts so bad." Billy continued fucking Mrs. Thompson for a good 15 minutes while Helen obediently stayed in her position, letting her mom fuck her cunt with that monster dildo over and over again.

As Billy started to feel his orgasm coming on, he pulled out of Mrs. Thompson's ass and let the sperm spray all over her ass and ass crack and lower back. Mrs. Thompson pulled out of Helen and Helen collapsed on the towel moving her hand to her cunt and bringing it back with red blood on it.

Mrs. Thompson stayed in her position, actually rising to her knees now that Helen was gone to support her and Billy reached over and grabbed the wet washcloth he had used to clean Mrs. Thomson's ass and set it between Helen's legs. The bleeding wasn't severe and stopped in a couple of minutes.

Billy stood and surveyed the scene. Helen was looking at him with pleading eyes and he told her to comfort and clean her mom's sore asshole and ass with her tongue. Helen reply of "No, please Billy, haven't we done enough?" was met with, "NO????" from Billy. Helen got up, still holding the reddened washcloth between her legs as she moved behind her mom, removed her strap-on dildo and started to lick the cum off of the woman's ass and back. Helen dutifully moved down to her mom's asshole and started to tongue it. Mrs. Thompson groaned. Billy looked at Helen's mom and saw a steady stream of tears coming from her eyes. He moved in front of her and pushed her face on his shit covered groin.

Mrs. Thompson by this time was just going thru the mechanical motions and put the limp cock in her mouth and started to suck. Tears still falling out of her eyes and her mouth working on his cock made Billy think that maybe he had pushed things too far this time, so he backed away and grabbed the wet washcloth that was now laying on the towel since Helen had stopped using it.

He used it to get the rest of Mrs. Thompson's shit off of his cock. He pulled his pants and underwear on and told Mrs. Thompson that she could get dressed. Mrs. Thompson crawled over to her clothes and pulled on her panties and jeans before putting on her shirt, leaving her bra on the floor.

Billy started talking in a calm tone to Mrs. Thompson, "Peggy, if anyone hears about this little scene today, some of these pictures I have of Helen will start appearing around town in places that will be very hard on Helen. Tomorrow, I want you to keep Helen home from school and take her to her gynecologist or the family planning place and get her on some type of birth control. I'd prefer that under the skin thing but pills will be fine. You are to let Helen go out with me whenever I ask and let her wear whatever she is dressed in when she leaves the house. Do you understand all this?" Her reply of "yes" in a meek and quiet voice was music to his ears. "I'll leave you alone and continue treating you like nothing has happened here and I expect you to treat me the same way. If I feel that you aren't treating me like you used to, I'll take it out on Helen, and I'm sure Helen doesn't want that, do you, Helen?" Helen promptly and fervently replied "No Sir!" "I got raped in the ass and mouth yesterday, too, Peggy, and I survived so I'm sure you will. The pain will go away in a couple of hours." The mention of Billy getting raped in the mouth and ass made Mrs. Thompson look at him and then at Helen questionably. Helen nodded her head and looked down at the towel she was kneeling on, still naked with small drops of blood collecting on her pussy lips. "Is everything understood, ladies?" Billy he rose and collected the video tape. Both ladies just nodded their heads. "One more thing, Mrs. Thompson, if I ever need your services again, I or someone will say the words 'wet pinkhole' to you. That is your sign that failure to comply with my or their orders will cause you beautiful daughter undue humiliation and pain. With that I am going. Take care of your daughter." Billy gathered up the strap on dildo that lay on the towel and left the house, grabbing the camera bag by the front door.

Billy got to his van and breathed a huge sigh of relief. He knew he had taken things to a level that he had no business taking them, raping the sheriff's wife and making her rape her daughter's virgin pussy. He only hoped that Sheriff Thompson didn't put a bullet through him tonight. He saw the police cruiser coming at him headed in the direction of the Thompson place and his heart started beating extremely fast.

As the officer was right in front of Billy, his lights and siren came on and he accelerated. Billy felt her heart just stop beating as he watched the accelerating cruiser behind him, just knowing that Mrs. Thompson had called the cops. A million thoughts went through his mind in the few seconds that he watched the police cruiser pull into a driveway behind him and back out and then come up on his van. He said a quick prayer and pulled off the road as the police cruiser sped past his van and headed up the road. He drove home and got some sleep, even if it wasn't dark outside. Billy was exhausted.

The End