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Author: Norm DePloom
Title: Millie's Transformation
Part: 4 of 6
Summary:
Keywords: Ff, F+f, humil, oral, anal

   Caveat lector.

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   Copyright (C) 2004 Norm DePloom.  ALL Rights Reserved This story may not
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   All the characters and events in this story are fictional; any
resemblance to real people or events is entirely coincidental.

   Millie's Transformation Part 04

   By Norm DePloom

   When the door bell rang Millie knew, even before Judith spoke, that she
would have to answer the door with her pussy peeking out from underneath
her ultra short skirt.  Despite her facade of calm, Millie felt like a
trembling, scared, child on the inside as she reached for the door knob. 
The two women standing at the door were complete strangers to Millie.  The
each held a wrapped gift and were dressed in white dress shirts, thin black
ties, short plaid skirts, knee high hose, and patent leather shoes.  Millie
realized that 'school girl slut' was to be the theme of the party.

   "This must be Judith's new stepdaughter," the older woman said as they
stepped through the door, "you know," she continued addressing the younger
woman, "the lesbian." Millie still wanted to scream 'I'm not a lesbian.'
every time Judith or one of her cohorts said that, but she knew it would do
no good.

   "Walk in front of us," the younger woman said, turning to face Millie,
"so we can look at your butt." In spite of all she'd been through, Millie
could feel her face burning knowing that these two women were examining her
half naked ass as she led them into the front room.

   "Welcome to my home," Judith said to each of the woman after they had
deposited their gifts on the coffee table.  Each greeting was followed by a
kiss and a hug that included a few moments of mutual exploration with their
hands.

   "Get them glasses of wine," Judith ordered after she had finished
frisking her first guests, "she is just so clueless when it comes to
manners," Judith continued before Millie left the room.  At least I'm not
working alone, Millie thought as her three stepsisters carried trays of
snacks from the kitchen to the living room.  Millie poured white wine into
two glasses then, setting the glasses on a tray that had been left beside
the wine bottle, carried them into the front room.  When Millie stood in
front of the two women and bent over slightly to allow them to take the
glasses, the older woman reached past the tray and gently pinched Millie's
nipple through the material of her dress shirt.  Millie could feel her face
redden as her nipple grew hard in the woman's fingers.  The younger one of
the two scooted forward onto the edge of the couch then extended her arm
and ran one finger gently up and down Millie's pussy lips.  Millie, not
knowing where to look, stared red faced at the two glasses of wine as these
two strange women took liberties with her body.

   Millie had been left in a sexually exited state by having been
thoroughly fucked by Judith and Ruth Ann after the bath earlier, allowing
the younger woman's finger to slip between her swollen, well lubricated,
cunt lips.  Millie gasped as the finger moved deep into her body.  As the
finger reached its maximum penetration, the woman's thumb pressed down on
her clitoris and moved in small circles over the engorged nub of flesh. 
The two woman continued to finger Millie's nipples and pussy until they
elicited an involuntary hip thrust, at which time they each took a glass of
wine from the tray and sat back on the couch.  Millie straightened up
slowly then looked around the room with obvious embarrassment as she
realized that everyone had watched as she had been molested by these women.
Millie jumped guiltily when the door bell rung again.

   "Put the tray down and answer the door," Judith instructed when Millie
did not immediately respond to the bell.  Three more times Millie escorted
pairs of women into the front room; three more times she brought them
glasses of wine on a tray; and three more times she was forced to stand in
front of them holding the tray while the woman touched her nipples and
pussy.  Three more times the stimulation continued, with everyone watching,
until she made some involuntary sexual response.  Three more times it
stopped, leaving her excited and unsatisfied for all to see.  By the time
the last couple were finished, there were five obviously lesbian couples in
the room.  During this process Judith had reclined on the love seat,
cradled in Ruth Anne's arms and having her body caressed by Ruth Anne's
hands.

   "Time to open the gifts," Ruth Anne announced to the room in general. 
Judith's daughters sat in the remaining chairs, Millie looked around but,
finding no place to sit, remained standing.

   "Hand Judith that one," Ruth Anne ordered pointing to one of the boxes.
After only a moment's hesitation, Millie picked up the indicated box and
handed it to her soon to be stepmother.  Millie moved over and stood beside
the love chair so everyone could watch as Ruth opened the gift.  Millie had
no idea what the string of large beads that Judith lifted from the box
could be used for.  The beads were much larger and further apart than any
she had ever seen on a necklace, and Millie could see no clasp of any kind
on either end of the string.

   "Ohhh, can we try it?" Judith asked Ruth Anne, sounding like a little
girl.

   "Of course," Ruth Anne answered, kissing Judith on the forehead, "let's
try them on her." Millie had no doubt that she was the 'her' being referred
to, and she had no doubt that she was about to suffer some form of
humiliation that she had here to fore never imagined even in her worst
nightmares.  Ruth Anne grabbed Millie's wrist and pulled her over in front
of the love seat facing away from her and Judith.

   "Bend over," she ordered, "and rest your hands on the table." Millie
could feel her face growing red again as she did as she was told.

   "Spread your legs a little, honey," Judith said patting Millie's inner
thigh.  Millie spread her feet apart and, not wanting to look at any of the
women gathering around to enjoy her humiliation, stared down at the table.
Nothing in Millie's life, not even all the perverted things that had been
done to her the last two days, not even having pressed her tongue into the
ass holes of five other females, had prepared Millie for the feel of the
first large bead being forced inside her rectum.  Everyone in the room
giggled when Millie gasped outloud.  Every person in the room, except
Millie, watched as the beads disappeared one at a time into the
fourteen-year-old ass hole on display in front of them.  With her head
hanging down between her arms, Millie lost track of how many beads had been
forced inside her body, the rhythmic penetrations of her anus seemed to go
on forever.  She only realized that it was over when the other women sat
back down on the couches.

   "Stand up dear," Ruth Anne said with a not unkind tone to her voice. 
Millie stood up, she could feel the last bead pressing against the outside
of her rectum, making her anus twitch repeatedly.  Millie felt humiliated,
not from having the beads forced into body, but from the excitement she was
feeling from being treated in this way.  Just imagining what it must have
looked like as the beads disappeared inside her asshole puckered her anus
and sent another wave of secretions flowing down her vaginal walls onto her
protruding lips.  She was being corrupted, she could feel it happening. 
Making fresh resolve not to give into the depraved feelings of excitement,
Millie calmed herself trying to suppress the warm tingly sensation
spreading up from her rectum through her pussy and into the pit of her
stomach.

   "Now," Ruth Anne announced as the couples, and Judith's daughters,
settled down into their seats, "we are going to play Musical Butt Beads."
Millie knew without being told that this 'game' was going to be even more
humiliating for her.  She just hoped she'd be able to keep herself under
control.  The last thing she wanted was for any of these women to see her
responding to this degradation.  Ruth Anne moved Millie over in front of
the first couple.

   "Bend over and put your hands on your knees," Ruth Anne instructed as
she moved Millie into the desired position.  "Spread your knees, squat just
a little, arch your back and thrust your ass out like you just can't wait
for some stud to stick his hard ten inch cock up your delicate little
hienny." Millie could feel her face burning again as she moved into what
she knew was an incredibly obscene position.

   "Now, our little lesbian in training is going to assume this position in
front of each one of you.  You'll each get to pull one bead out of her ass
and who ever pulls out the last bead wins the door prize and gets to
reinsert the beads.  There are enough beads on the string to insure that
she goes around more than once and less than twice." Millie prepared
herself for the tug which would open her rectum and pull the first bead
out. Instead Millie felt a hand cup her pussy followed by a couple of
fingers probing into her cunt.

   "Your little slut is WET," the guest said, "bring me my strap on, this
girl needs to be fucked and fucked good."

   "Nothing bigger than a couple of fingers goes inside her body until I
say so." Judith said with a warning tone to her voice.

   "And who is going to get that honor?" One of the guests asked.

   "Who do you think?" Judith responded.

   "Lucky bastard." Millie did not like the course this conversation was
taking.  The woman finger fucking Millie leaned forward and inhaled deeply.


   "I love the smell of hot, wet, virgin cunt."

   "I can smell it all the way over here," one of the other woman said,
also inhaling deeply.  Millie wanted to cover her face and hide.  It was
bad enough they were forcing her to do depraved sex acts, now they were
discussing the smell of her vagina.  Because of her humiliation, Millie had
totally forgotten about the string of beads buried in her ass until, of
course, one was suddenly jerked free causing her entire body to spasm.  The
hand was removed from her crotch and Millie was passed to the next woman.
Each woman in turn took liberties with Millie's cunt before pulling a bead
from her rectum.  Each bead pushed Millie closer to an unwanted orgasm. 
The whole bead game became one long haze of pussy fingering and sudden,
sharp anal stimulations, the obvious signs of growing sexual stimulation
adding to her feelings of humiliation while the humiliation only added to
the growing sexual excitement.

   Each time Millie moved from one person to the next the tail of beads
hanging from her rectum grew longer.  It swung back and forth with each
step, tickling the insides of her thighs as she walked.  Despite Millie's
strenuous efforts to control her feelings there came the critical bead, the
straw, as they say, that broke the camel's back.  Millie's body jerked in
rapid fucking motions, thrusting her pussy onto the woman's fingers while a
high pitched wailing sound came from her open mouth.  The high pitched
keening became words, "oh god, oh god help me..." The almost incoherent
chant continued until Millie fell off the woman's hand and collapsed onto
the coffee table scattering the yet to be opened gifts onto the floor.

   "The slut really cums when she cums, doesn't she," Millie barely heard a
female voice commenting on her orgasm.

   "Come on," Judith said nudging Millie's thigh with her toe, "keep the
game going." Millie struggled to her feet, then assumed the required
position once again as the guests quickly picked up the wrapped gifts and
returned them to the table.  Her body jerked with a small orgasmic spasm as
the woman pulled the next bead from her rear.  Three more sets of fingers
explored Millie's over stimulated pussy and three more beads triggered
mini-orgasms as they were tugged from Millie's rectum before the last bead
reappeared.

   "Martha wins the prize," Ruth Anne announced, before she stood up and
retrieved the first wrapped door prize from the mantle.

   "Put the beads back in," Judith reminded the game winner.  Before Millie
could escape from the center of attention she was bent over once gain while
Martha slowly reinserted the beads into her quivering, over stimulated,
asshole.

   "Only put half of them in," Ruth Anne suggested, "leave a tail so we can
watch it wag when she walks."

   "Give your mother the next present," Ruth Anne instructed as soon as the
winner of the 'Musical Butt Beads' game indicated she was finished
reinserting the beads.  Technically, Millie thought as she picked up the
next box, she isn't even my stepmother yet.  Millie took a step backward
when Judith removed the second gift from the oblong box it had been wrapped
in.  Millie could feel her face burning just from looking at the
monstrosity her stepmother to be was holding up for everyone to see. 
Judith held up a ten inch long life like plastic penis.  It was so thick
that Judith could just barely fit her adult hand all the way around it. 
The soft plastic was molded with thick veins running along the sides, the
urethra bulged obscenely along the center of the bottom of the cock, and
the crest of the helmet shaped head looked like it might scrape tissue from
the delicate inner walls of any vagina it was used on.  The plastic cock
was equipped with a scrotum that seemed to have two massive balls hanging
from the cock's base.  Millie tried to escape when Ruth Anne pulled her
over to stand once more in front of her and Judith.

   "Don't worry," Ruth Anne assured the terrified virgin, "we're not going
to put it inside you," Millie relaxed noticeably.  "At least not yet," Ruth
Anne added wagging her eyebrows like Groucho Marx while she held the
massive plastic cock like a cigar.  "We call this Frankenstein's Dick,"
Ruth Anne announced holding the plastic monster up for them all to see. 
Millie spread her legs as soon as she felt Judith patting her inner thigh.
Ruth Anne placed the giant plastic cock between Millie's legs nestled up
against her cunt and rectum.

   "Close your legs," she ordered before releasing her grip.  Millie looked
down and could see the head, and a little bit of the shaft sticking out in
front of her.  She could feel the scrotum sticking out behind her.

   "Everyone take a number out of the bowel," Ruth Anne instructed passing
around a clear glass bowel with folded pieces of paper in it.  Our little
lesbian slut virgin is going to take your glasses into the kitchen one at a
time and refill them with wine.  We're going to see how many glasses she
can refill before she lets Frankenstein's cock slip out from between her
legs.  Whoever has the piece of paper with the correct number on it will
win the next prize.  Just to make sure our little lesbian slut virgin does
the best job she can, the winner will also get to lay her over the table
and paddle her naked fanny with this," Ruth Anne bent over and picked up a
leather paddle that had previously been deposited under the love seat she
was sharing with Judith.  "We will start out with twenty swats and deduct
one for each glass of wine successfully delivered." Millie's entire body
was visibly trembling, her mind was numb with fear.  Her pussy and upper
thighs were covered with a thick viscous layer of vaginal lubrication and
she could feel the huge plastic cock slipping already.

   "If she touches it with her hands we will add five swats to the total,"
Millie just barely heard her stepmother's apparent lover finishing the
instructions before she reached down and turned the Frankenstein's Cock on.
The plastic dick between her legs began to vibrate with a loud buzzing
sound, at the same time it began to squirm between her thighs like it had
suddenly come to life.  As it squirmed and vibrated the crest of the
cockhead repeatedly pressed against Millie's clitoris while the other end
pushed the beads dangling from her fanny up against her ass sending waves
of vibrations deep inside her rectum.

   "Better get busy," Ruth Anne said picking up her glass and handing it to
the dazed fourteen-year-old girl.  Millie could feel all the eyes on her as
she walked, taking small careful steps, toward the kitchen.  Half way there
she had to stop while orgasmic waves crashed over her body causing her
muscles to contract and relax rhythmically.  A moment later she began to
walk again even more carefully than before.  The entire game became one
extended orgasm for Millie.  She could not keep track of how many glasses
she had filled, or how many more needed to be filled.  All she was aware of
was the long, endless trips into the kitchen and back, her body becoming
more and more spastic as orgasm after orgasm wracked her muscles.  No
longer able to hold the squirming, vibrating plastic cock between her
thighs, Millie felt it slip lower and then fall to the floor with a loud
thump.  Millie slowly collapsed onto the floor beside it and wept.

   Much to her own surprise, Millie seemed to be watching from outside
herself as her three stepsisters helped her to her feet then draped her
over the coffee table with her bare fanny exposed for its paddling.  The
first swat on her ass proved to be an excellent tonic for Millie's brief
sojourn into dissociative disorder behavior.  The paddle landed mostly on
her fanny, but occasional blows would land on the backs of her thighs.  The
spanking hurt worse than anything Millie could remember.  Millie had never
been spanked, as far as she could remember, in her life.  She'd always been
such a well behaved child that no one could remember her having to be
punished in any way.  One of the greatest shocks in her young life was the
discovery that the heat burning in her abused fanny fanned the flames
smoldering in her crotch, leaving her panting on the verge of another
orgasm when she was pulled to her feet.

   "One more gift to open," Ruth Anne announced steadying Millie as Millie
stood on shaking legs and tried to walk over to where her stepmother was
waiting.  Millie could not believe that there could possibly be anything
more painful or humiliating than what had already happened to her.  Judith
opened the last box and pulled out a black rubber cock almost as big as the
last one.  This one was attached to a ball and had straps attached to it.
Millie wondered if this was the 'strap on' that she vaguely remembered
being mentioned during the first game.

   "This isn't as much a game," Ruth Anne explained to the room, "as it is
just good old fashioned entertainment.  Open your mouth dear." Ruth Anne
pushed the ball into Millie's mouth then used the straps to secure it in
place.  Millie went practically cross eyed looking at the black rubber cock
extending straight out from her mouth.

   "Everyone toss your numbers back into the bowl, we're going to redraw to
see what order we get to fuck ourselves on our little virgin lesbian slut's
face." While the guests redrew for position in the line, Ruth Anne layed
Millie down on her back on the coffee table.

   "Of course since Ruth is the guest of honor and the bride-to-be will get
to go first." Judith held Ruth Anne's offered hand while she climbed onto
the coffee table and, with one knee on each side of her new stepdaughter's
head, reached between her legs and held the rubber cock protruding from
Millie's mouth while she worked its tip into her cunt.  Despite having
tongued their asses, and masturbating them in the bath, Millie watched with
stomach churning revulsion as her stepmother's pussy slowly slid down the
black cock toward her face.  Judith settled onto Millie's face then moved
her hips in small figure eights as she rubbed her clitoris on the young
girl's nose.  Her position completely blocked Millie's breathing.  Judith
ignored the panicky struggles of her stepdaughter as she worked herself
closer and closer to an orgasm.  She only lifted her cunt from Millie's
face when Millie's diminished struggles indicated that she might be on the
brink of unconsciousness.  Then, after allowing the girl to take a few
quick breaths, Judith would settle back down onto her face and continue
working herself towards her orgasm.  While this was going on Millie felt
her legs being pulled apart and fingers exploring deeply into her pussy. 
The beads in Millie's rectum were pulled out and pushed back in several
times before her step mother finally came and climbed off her face.

   For Millie her stepmother's fucking herself on the rubber cock was just
the beginning.  Each woman in turn, including her stepsisters, climbed onto
the table and fucked themselves on the cock in Millie's mouth.  Some of
them positioned themselves as Judith had and used Millie's nose to
stimulate their clitorises, while others faced the other direction and used
her nose to stimulate their anuses.  Whichever way they faced and whichever
part of their body Millie's nose was pressed against, they all continued
the practice of repeatedly suffocating their plaything.  Tami needed to be
reminded several times to allow her sister to breath.  The guests not
fucking themselves on Millie's face never seemed to tire of beading and
debeading her anus.

   By the time they had all satisfied their lust with Millie's mouth cock,
she was sure that there could not possibly be any additional humiliation to
which she could be submitted.  She was yet to learn the depths of her
stepmother's depravity.  The ball had been removed from Millie's mouth and
she had been left lying on the table while Judith and her guests drank wine
and talked.

   "How often do you masturbate?" Millie tried to ignore Judith's question
until her stepmother picked up the leather paddle and gave Millie a smart
crack on her still red and sore fanny.  "I said how often do you fuck
yourself?"

   "I don't." Millie rubbed her abused rear.

   "Why not?" One of the other women asked.  Being forced to talk about her
private sexual activity was even worse than being suffocated by their
smelly crotches.

   "Because it's bad."

   "Not if you do it right," one of the guests giggled.

   "Strip her," Judith ordered looking at her three daughters.  The
difference between the costume she had been given and being naked was
mostly theoretical, but Millie struggled to keep the theory from becoming
reality.  The struggle was in vain.  Tami, Faye, and Balinda quickly
relieved Millie of what little clothing she had been wearing and left her
curled up in a naked ball on the coffee table.

   "Now, you can be bad while we all watch." Millie's lack of movement
brought additional jolts of pain as the paddle struck her rear and back
repeatedly.  She wanted to run, she wanted to hide, but there was no place
for her to go.  There were thirteen of them and only one of her.  When she
could take it no longer Millie uncoiled her naked body.

   "You can start by putting these back inside your ass," Judith ordered as
she flung the string of beads into Millie's face.  Millie caught the string
as it tumbled down onto her breasts then, lifting and spreading her bent
knees, tried to suppress the tears of humiliation she felt welling up
inside her as she pushed one bead after another into her trembling rectum.

   "Now your going to fuck yourself," Judith said after all but the last
bead had disappeared inside Millie's body, "and when you cum your going to
pull all those beads out just as fast as you can." With the thought that
the quicker she got it over the better, Millie went to work on her clitoris
and pussy with both hands.  As her excitement grew, Millie noticed that the
couples who had arrived together were beginning to stimulate each other
while they watched her.  As bad and nasty as it was, Millie could not
believe how excited she was getting doing this while these women watched.
As her orgasm started Millie grasped the one exposed bead and pulled with
all her might.  The scream surprised even her, she could feel it coming
from her own throat, but it seemed to have an existence of its own.  It was
a scream brought about by pleasure of such intensity that it had become
painful.  Every muscle in her body was contracting rhythmically, Millie's
head was lifted off the table then slammed back down with a repeated thunk,
thunk, thunk.  After one final contraction, the room around her faded and
Millie fell back onto the table totally relaxed.  The beads slipped from
her fingers and clattered onto the floor.

   "Wow," one of the guests said softly after a long silence, "that slut
really cums good." Everyone nodded in agreement, but no one else spoke for
several long minutes.

   "If she cums like that when she's fucking herself I wonder what it's
going to be like when some one else finally fucks her."

   "We have one more piece of entertainment," Judith announced,
disentangling herself from Ruth Anne and leaving the room.  She returned a
few minutes later followed by Brenda.  Millie was just sitting up on the
edge of the table as they entered the room.

   "This is Brenda our house keeper," Judith explained as Brenda sat on the
edge of an arm chair, "she's just what I like in a servant, so desperate
for money and to stay in the country that she will do anything she's told.
No matter how degrading it might be." Brenda smiled weakly in
acknowledgement of the true, if unflattering, description of her.

   "Our Brenda has a little hygiene problem, she hasn't washed herself in
at least three days and she's spent most of that time being fucked by a
random selection of men." When Judith nodded at Brenda, she pulled up the
front of her skirt, leaned back in the chair, and hung her knees over the
arms.  Thick white fluid could bee seen draining slowly from the bottom of
Brenda's cunt, her pubic hair was wet and matted, and the collected slime
of innumerable couplings could be seen coating her entire crotch.

   "In fact," Judith continued while the guests leaned forward to get a
closer look at the over used and under cleaned hole being displayed by the
cleaning lady, "while we've been partying Brenda has been fucked by man
after man in Millie's bed." Millie looked at the displayed cunt with
undisguised revulsion.  She looked up at her stepmother with obvious
trepidation, she knew that whatever was coming it wasn't going to be
pleasant for her.  Judith pulled Millie to her feet and walked her across
the room to stand in front of Brenda.

   "On your knees," Judith ordered.  Millie felt someone hit the back of
her knees and she fell hard and painfully onto the floor.  "Since you're a
lesbian and need to learn how to eat pussy Brenda has been gracious enough
to be your first and help you learn." Judith and Tami grabbed double hand
fulls of hair on each side of Millie's head while Faye and Balinda each
grabbed one of her arms.  By pulling Millie's arms back the two girls
forced her to lean forward as the other two manipulated the position of her
head, forcing Millie's face into the wide spread crotch and her lips onto
Brenda's open cunt.

   "Lick," Judith demanded.  Millie could not think of anything that
disgusted her as much as the sight and smell of this woman's gapping, over
fucked, cum dripping vagina.  She was sure she could see wiggly 'smell'
lines like the ones they use in comic books rising from it.  It was wet and
disgusting, the smell of it made her stomach heave and Millie had to
struggle not to puke all over Brenda's crotch.  Millie fought the urge to
throw up only because she had no doubt that Judith would make her clean
Brenda's cunt with her tongue if she did.

   Judith left Tami to hold Millie's mouth planted firmly against the,
admittedly, rather disgusting, unwashed pussy between the legs of their
house keeper and stepped across the room.  Millie continued her stubborn
refusal to extend her tongue and lick the fetid folds of Brenda's pussy
while she tried to breathe as shallowly as possible.  Judith returned with
the leather paddle that had served them so well this day.  After three
agonizing hits Millie relented.  As soon as Millie's tongue touched the
sperm encrusted cunt lips in front of her, Brenda flexed her vaginal
muscles and expelled a flood of cunt juice and the mingled discharge of an
untold number of men into her mouth.  Millie gagged audibly, the party
guests could see her stomach heaving as she struggled to keep its contents
from spewing over the House Keeper's wide open crotch.

   "Lick, damn it," Judith yelled with another swat from the paddle, "fuck
that cunt with your tongue.  I want you to scrape every drop of jizz off
her pussy walls with your tongue." Millie's stepsisters held her lips
tightly against the cum oozing pit between Brenda's legs while Millie
thrust her tongue deeply into the gooey discharge that filled the hole. 
While she dug at the disgusting mess with her tongue, swallowing great gobs
of slime as it flowed into the back of her mouth, Millie felt hands
everywhere on, and in her body.  Millie could feel more and more of her
face being covered by the disgusting slime oozing from this woman as Brenda
held Millie's head with both hands and vigorously fucked herself on the
girl's mouth and nose.  Judith forced Millie to continue licking the House
cleaner's crotch until Brenda's pussy, thighs, and ass were clean of any
signs of sexual discharge, either male or female.

   Brenda was excused, and Millie was required to stand at the front door,
naked except for the ooze slowly drying on her face, and thank each of the
guests as they left the party.  Each thank you included an offer of her
nude body for whatever last minute caresses they might feel inclined to. 
As soon as the last guest was gone, Judith walked her stepdaughter to the
bedroom she shared with Tami.

   "Look at that," Judith pointed at Millie's bed.  Millie could not
believe what she saw.  A full one third, right in the middle of her
mattress, was soaked from one side to the other with sex fluids.  Mattie
thought the bed reeked of the mingled scents of Brenda and all the men who
had been allowed to fuck her.  The sheet was so wet it almost looked like
there were puddles that hadn't soaked in yet.

   "Brenda is a squirter," Judith explained.  Millie looked at her
stepmother with a look of complete confusion and then looked back at what
she considered to be her ruined bed.

   "Lay down," Judith ordered pointing to the soiled bed.

   "No," Millie said softly.  She had finally had enough, she was
determined that she was not going to be abused by this woman any more. 
Millie was expecting a slap, she was prepared for it, she wasn't prepared
for the closed fisted blow to her stomach.  The blow caused Millie to sink
to her knees as she sucked air into her lungs.  Judith picked her step
daughter up without much more effort than it would take a young girl to
pick up a rag doll, and threw her onto the bed.  Millie could actually feel
the mattress squishing under her as she struggled to regain her breath.

   "Just think about all the sperm crawling all over your skin." Judith
rubbed her hand over the soaked sheet then wiped it on Millie's trembling
belly.

   "A squirter," Judith explained as she rubbed the sexual discharge
soaking the bed into Millie's skin like it was lotion, "is a woman who
squirts when she has an orgasm, much like men do." Judith paused seemingly
fascinated with the process of smearing Millie's body with the sexual
fluids from the bed.

   "Except," she finally continued, "they squirt from their bladders." It
took a few moments for Millie to realize that Brenda had, essentially, just
soaked her bed with pee and she was being forced to lay in it while her
stepmother spread it over her skin.  They sat in silence for another minute
before Millie's stomach heaved with the additional realization that at
least some of what she had licked from Brenda's crotch had been Brenda's
urine.

   "Yes," Judith confirmed as she watched Millie's heaving belly with what
could best be described as detached, clinical interest, "you lapped piss
from Brenda's cunt." Judith re-wetted her hand and worked the noxious
mixture onto Millie's breasts while Millie struggled to gain control of her
stomach.

   "Just to make sure you understand your position in my world," Judith
said as she dried her hand with Millie's hair then stood up, "you will
spend tonight in this bed, and I will chain you here if I need to." Judith
started to leave the room then turned back to face her soon to be
stepdaughter.

   "Brenda, and a few of her friends, will, let's say, 'refresh' your bed
every evening before you go to bed." Millie felt like crying after Judith
left the room, but she just didn't seem to have any tears left.  The cold
wet spot that made up the majority of her bed slowly warmed up making it a
little less uncomfortable, but as it warmed the odor intensified filling
her nostrils with smells Millie would rather not have experienced while she
fell asleep.


   

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