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A New Life for Sara
By vulgus

Comments? Criticism? Email vulgus@hotmail.com
Story codes: MmmmFf, Mf, mf, Ff, ff, blackmail, NC

To that small group of disturbed people who have enjoyed my
previous efforts and encouraged me, thank you.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I just nodded. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My mother just bowed her head a little more.

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

My mother said, "No sir."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My mother glanced at the office door and nodded.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Larry smiled and said, "See for yourself."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I nodded.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He asked, "Is that better?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

It wasn't exactly what I had in mind. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Can I do it?" he asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I knew that wasn't a compliment. What he meant was that he had
been thinking about using me all day.

He told me to lie down on his bed and then he straddled my chest.
He had seen Kevin fuck my tits and he wanted to try it. He sat on
my stomach for a few minutes and teased my tits and then he moved
up and I pressed my tits against his cock. 

He moved in and out of my cleavage for a minute and then he said,
"It looks pretty hot, but it doesn't feel so good. Let's try
this." He pulled his cock free and placed it at my lips and said,
"Suck on it for a minute and get it nice and wet."

I took his cock in my mouth and did my best to coat it with
saliva. I had noticed that after Kevin had spit on me when he was
fucking my tits it hadn't been so uncomfortable. So I knew that
it was in my best interests to provide a lot of moisture.

After a couple of minutes he slid back down and we tried it again
and I guess it was alright because he started fucking my tits
hard and fast. In a few minutes I felt his cum shooting out and
the first spurt landed right in my face. The next one hit my chin
and dribbled down onto my neck and then there was one more that
hit my face. There was a little more that ended up between my
tits as he continued to saw his cock back and forth and then he
fell onto his side beside me. 

He smiled at me and said, "Not bad." As he talked he began
scooping up the cum and feeding it to me. He continued, "It isn't
as much fun as fucking your mouth or your ass, but a little
variety is nice. I'd rather fuck your pussy though."

I didn't have a response to that so I just lay there until he
told me I could leave. Then I got up and went to my bathroom and
cleaned up and went downstairs. Mom looked up when I came into
the kitchen and asked if she needed any help. 

She shook her head and asked, "Are you okay?"

I nodded. It hadn't been that bad. I had even enjoyed it with
Kevin! I set the table and went and got the last load of clothes
out of the dryer and folded them. I took them upstairs and when I
got back downstairs Larry was just coming in.

Mom told him that supper was ready whenever he was and he said,
"Great! It smells wonderful. Go ahead and put it on the table and
I'll be down as soon as I change."

We put supper on the table and the boys came down and sat down.
Larry was down in a few minutes in shorts and a t-shirt and we
ate quietly. Mom told Larry what she had done today and when she
was finished Larry turned to me and asked, "Did you make up your
mind?"

I saw the curious look on my mom's face. I kind of wished that he
hadn't asked me in front of her. I nodded and said, "I've decided
not to change the deal. I'm going to keep my virginity."

He smiled and said, "Smart girl. I can't say that I don't wish
you had gone the other way, but you made the right decision."

My mother was staring at me and I said, "I asked him yesterday
about changing the deal. I was feeling kind of horny. He told me
to sleep on it and in the morning I realized I had been thinking
with the wrong organ. Don't worry mom. Teenagers get horny. It
was just temporary insanity. Larry did the honorable thing."

Chase said, "Yeah, damn it!"

I helped mom clean up after supper and the boys went back
upstairs to finish their homework. Mom and I went out to the pool
to join Larry and he was just climbing out of the water when we
came out. 

He went over to a lounge chair and slipped his trunks off. As he
was stepping out of them he said, "I don't know why I wear these.
When it is just us there isn't much need for clothing is there? I
guess it's just force of habit."

When he was naked he stretched out and said, "How about if you
two come over here and relieve some of my stress?"

We went over to his chair, but we weren't sure what he wanted us
to do. Well, we knew in general, but we didn't know if he had
something specific in mind. We stood at the foot of his lounge
chair for a moment and then mom went to her knees on one side of
him and told me to kneel on the other side. She leaned down and
started kissing and licking his cock and he moved his leg off to
the side and put his foot on the ground. I was able to get my
head between his thighs and I began to kiss and lick his balls. 

I guess that was what he had in mind. If it wasn't he didn't
complain. It felt pretty strange to be licking his balls with my
mother's face right there. I guess it was probably even harder
for her though. 

After we had been working on him for about five minutes or so he
said, "That feels great. Switch off for a while. I don't want
anyone getting jealous."

My mother took her mouth from his cock and I took her place. I
noticed that we were both avoiding looking at each other as we
worked on him. While I was sucking his cock I felt his hand on my
ass. I glanced up and I could tell that he had a hand on my mom's
ass too. I may have been an inexperienced virgin, but I wasn't so
nave that I didn't have some idea of how exciting it must be for
a man to have a pretty woman and her daughter at his disposal
like this. 

I felt him tensing up after a while and his hand clamped down on
my ass cheek. I knew the signs. I moved my lips back up to the
head of his cock and began using my hand on his shaft the way he
had taught me. Now that I had started taking these cocks down my
throat it was actually a relief for me when they were getting
ready to cum and I could finish them off with my hand. It didn't
hurt when I took them in my throat anymore. But it was
uncomfortable and I preferred this to having a cock in my
throat.

He filled my mouth with cum and after he finished I sat up and
swallowed easily. After he caught his breath he asked, "How many
was that today?"

I honestly didn't know! I had to stop and think. There was Brad
this morning, then Kevin twice, then Chase and I wasn't sure how
to count Brad since he had fucked my tits and then made me eat
his cum and finally Larry. I finally answered, "Five and a
half."

I had to explain the half and he found that amusing. He sent my
mom to the kitchen for a bottle of wine and three glasses. When
she came back out we sat in the shallow end of the pool and
sipped wine and relaxed. 

I was worried about tomorrow and I asked him if there were limits
on what Chase and Brad could make me do at school. 

He said, "I have talked to them. They can't make you do anything
that will get you in trouble with the teachers or the principal.
They can continue to humiliate you and I look forward to hearing
about it when I get home at night. But your virginity is to
remain intact and anal sex is reserved for the boys and me. Any
sexual acts you are made to perform must not be public because
that could cause trouble. They must be with people the boys trust
to keep their mouths shut. They must also make sure that any of
the guys they loan you to understand that they do not have
permission to use you when my boys are not around. Does that
answer your question?"

I sighed and said, "I'm afraid so." I had suspected that that was
going to be the plan for me. For the first time in my life I was
dreading going to school. I knew that the boys were going to make
things hard on me and take great pleasure in doing it. I thought
that I could probably put up with two years of the things they
made me do at home. I might even get to where I could tolerate
the things that they did to torment me when we went out. I didn't
know if I could take two years of being the school slut. They may
not make me suck off every boy in school, but I had faith in
them. I was pretty sure that it wouldn't be very long before I
had been exposed to every boy in school just to humiliate me
because humiliating me really seemed to turn them on.

The three boys joined us after a while. First Kevin and then Brad
and a few minutes later Chase came out. Chase was permitted a
glass of wine and he sat with us. His father asked him if he had
plans for me tomorrow and Chase grinned and said, "Yeah, but I'm
going to start her out light. It'll probably be a couple of days
before I make her suck off the whole football team."

I hoped that he was just teasing, but I wasn't sure.

Larry said, "Just don't forget the limits I laid out for you. You
can have fun, but you don't have to be a prick about it."

Chase responded, "Yeah, I know. Don't worry."

I was worried though. Chase may not be violent, but he seemed to
really be enjoying the power trip he was on. He might not hurt
me, but he got off on this humiliation stuff. He really enjoyed
degrading me and embarrassing me, maybe even more than the
others. He might stay within Larry's guidelines. But I was pretty
sure that he was going to test the limits and enjoy the hell out
of it.

Larry sent us to bed at nine and told the boys to leave me alone
tonight. I said goodnight and went up to my room and went through
my clothes. I had made note of the five least revealing outfits
when I had been trying them on in the store. I had separated them
out when I was putting them away and now I tried to decide which
of the five would be best to wear to my first day in a new
school, which of the five was the least revealing. 

There wasn't much difference between them. I couldn't wear the
skirts because all of the tops Larry had bought for me were
either crop tops with obscene sayings on them, had plunging
necklines, or were totally sheer. So I had to wear a dress. All
of the dresses just barely covered my ass and most of them were
semi-sheer. They were definitely not made to be worn without
undergarments. I honestly didn't believe that I could wear them
to school and not get sent home. But I guess it wasn't my problem
because I didn't have a choice.

I selected the one that I thought was the least revealing and
turned my light off and went to bed. I lay there in the dark
trying not to think about how horrible tomorrow was going to be.

The boys all went right to bed but ten minutes later I saw a
shadow in my door and I looked up to see Kevin. He saw me look up
at him and he came in and sat on the side of my bed. 

I thought he was going to ask me for sex, despite what Larry had
said. Instead, he took my hand and said, "I'm sorry Sara. I like
you and I'm sorry about what they are making you do. I know it's
wrong. And I know that sometimes Chase likes to do mean things. I
wish there was something I could do."

I sat up and hugged him and said, "I appreciate that Kevin. I
appreciate you being so sweet. That helps honey. Thank you."

I kissed him goodnight and he went to bed and for some reason it
did seem to help. I went to sleep in a little while with a warm
feeling in my stomach. Kevin was a nice little bright spot in my
miserable life and I think that I really needed something like
that to cling to, even if it was just that he had sympathy for
me. 

I took a shower and shaved and dressed in the morning. I looked
in my mirror and I just couldn't believe that I was going to go
to school like this. I would have felt a little better if I could
have worn a bra and panties. They would have been on display. But
better them than me.

I went downstairs but I couldn't eat breakfast. I was too scared.
Larry and mom had already left for the office. I had a glass of
juice and put my book bag by the door. I made a sandwich on the
off chance that they would give me a chance to eat lunch. Somehow
I wasn't too confident about that. 

Kevin winked at me as he left to get the bus. Then I was alone
with Chase and Brad. Brad saw that I had only had juice for
breakfast. He said, "Sara! Breakfast is the most important meal
of the day!" 

He got up and got out a bowl and poured some cereal and mild in
the bowl and set it on the table near me. Then he pulled his cock
out and masturbated, shooting his cum over the cereal.

I stared at him in disbelief for a moment. I don't know why.
There was nothing out of character about what he was doing. He
placed the bowl in front of me and he and Chase sat and watched.
I stared down in disgust at the cereal with its milky topping. I
had eaten so much cum in the last two days that you wouldn't
think this would even have bothered me. It did though. It looked
disgusting. I picked up a spoon and held it suspended over the
bowl for a moment. 

Finally I steeled myself and took a spoonful of cereal and put it
in my mouth. I had deliberately chosen the area with the highest
concentration of cum thinking that I might as well eat that first
and get it over with. The reality wasn't as bad as the idea of it
though and I swallowed it down as quickly as I could. By the time
I had eaten half a dozen spoonfuls of cereal there was no more
cum visible in the bowl.

Once I had eaten the top layer with Brad's cum on it they got
bored and Brad started rushing me. I poured out what was left and
I followed Chase and Brad out to the car. We put our things in
the back of his SUV. I thought it must be nice to live the way
they do. They lived in a huge house and Larry drove a Mercedes
and Chase drove one of the two matching Lexus SUVs. Being rich
hardly sucks at all. And now they have a couple of sex slaves
too!

Chase drove of course and I got in the back. I thought that Brad
would sit in front but he got in back with me. I thought that he
was just doing that so he could play with me. He did play with
me, but apparently Chase picked up his best friend every day and
drove him back and forth to school. He had left the front seat
for Chase's friend.

As we left the house Brad had his hand between my legs and told
me to unbutton a few more buttons on my dress. By the time I had
exposed my breasts for him we had pulled up to a house a few
blocks away and Chase's friend got in.

The boy was introduced to me and his eyes almost popped out of
his head as he stared at my exposed tits and Brad's hand on my
pussy. His nickname was Red, for obvious reasons. He had bright
red hair. He stared at me for a few moments and said excitedly,
"Man! You weren't kidding. She is hot!"

I had begun to get used to being naked at home. It was
humiliating all over again to be exposed like this when we went
out though. It was nearly as bad as the first time. I had tried
to steel myself for this before we left the house. I knew it was
going to happen. But there is no way to really prepare your mind
for the humiliation of being exposed to strangers of the opposite
sex. I suspect it must be even worse when you are a teenage
girl.

Red said, "Man, it must be torture to have a hot little piece
like that running around naked and you can't fuck her."

Chase responded, "Yeah, kind of. But she has gotten real good at
sucking cock already. I'd love to fuck her, but how many guys our
age have a hot girl living with them that they can do just about
anything they want with any time they feel like it? Besides, we
can always fuck her mom, and her mom is hot too."

Red said, "Christ! My dick feels like it is going to explode!"

Chase laughed and said, "If the traffic isn't too bad around
school we might get there early enough to take care of that for
you."

All the time they were talking about me Brad was teasing my pussy
and it was starting to really help. I was still embarrassed, but
I was getting turned on despite that and I was starting to feel
like I wanted to get fucked again. I knew I wasn't going to. I
had thought it all out and I was prepared to cope with that
feeling. But it was a nice feeling and that helped a little.

Chase spoke over his shoulder to Brad. "Hey man, get your hand
off of her pussy for a minute. Let Red check her out."

Brad was sitting behind Chase in the back seat and I was sitting
beside him. He pulled my left leg into his lap and told me to put
my right leg up on the seat beside me. This splayed me out
obscenely and Red was staring right at my pussy which was swollen
from ten or fifteen minutes of being played with. 

There was nothing I could do. I just lay my head back against the
seat and let him look. I saw him moving around and I was
expecting it when he reached back between the front seats and ran
a couple of fingers over my pussy lips. He slid a finger inside
of me and was pretty rough. Brad cautioned him, "Careful Red. You
pop that cherry and dad will kill us."

Red moved his finger in and out for a minute and said, "That's a
fucking shame. That is one beautiful pussy. How does she taste?"

Chase laughed and said, "Who the fuck knows. Her job is to
satisfy us, not the other way around. If you want to know how she
tastes you'll have to ask her mother!"

Red looked at him like he was crazy and then he said, "You're out
of your mind man. That is eating pussy there. If she was staying
in my house I would fall asleep and wake up the next morning with
my mouth glued to that thing."

I was pretty sure that neither Chase nor Brad had ever eaten a
pussy and I didn't get the impression they were all that
interested in trying. I was starting to think that when it came
to sex their little brother was light years ahead of them. I
wasn't dumb enough to say that out loud though.

Red was still lightly fingering my pussy when he said
thoughtfully, "You know, you guys have to be real careful who
finds out about her. If word gets out that you're porking your
stepsister you won't be able to get another date until you go
away to college. Girls don't like to share. You'll have to hang
around outside the Catholic high school down the road and try to
meet a girl that's looking for something to confess on Sunday.
Hell, you might have to convert!"

I couldn't see Chase's face, but I could see that Brad hadn't
thought about that. I'm pretty sure that both of them had been
looking forward to letting everyone in school know that they had
a sex slave despite what Larry had told them about keeping it
quiet. Now they had something to think about.

We finally arrived at the school and cars were just starting to
pour into up the student parking area. We got there early enough
that Chase was able to find a spot to park in the shade. As soon
as he parked Red got out and climbed into the back with me. Brad
got out and said, "Enjoy, I'll see you at lunch time."

Even before Brad had closed the door Red was opening his pants
and pulling them down to his ankles. He pulled me close and
before he forced me to suck his cock he kissed me and played with
my tits for a few moments. While he was doing that I played with
his cock. It had occurred to me that if I did that the blowjob
wouldn't take as long. 

My plan must have worked. I was soon on my knees on the floor
behind Chase and leaning over and sucking Red's cock while he
squeezed one of my tits. His cock was long and thin, like Kevin's
only a little longer, and it went down my throat easily. He had
apparently not had a girl take him into her throat before and as
soon as I did it he leaned back and said, "Fuck me! Girl you know
what you are doing!"

I don't think he lasted five minutes. Just before he came he let
go of my tit and grabbed my head and held it pressed tightly
against his stomach. His cum shot right down my throat so I
didn't have to taste it and I didn't have the aftertaste in my
mouth all morning. I know that wasn't why he did it, but I was
grateful.

As soon as Red put his clothes back in order we got out of the
car. Chase hadn't had a blowjob this morning and when I glanced
down at his pants I got the impression that he regretted not
taking the time. He looked me over before we headed into the
school and before he let me leave he unbuttoned the top button on
my dress. He looked down and was considering whether or not to
unbutton the bottom button when the first bell rang. He decided
to wait and see I guess. But he ordered me not to have anything
covering my lap when I sat down. I thought he was finished with
me but as I started to walk away he said, "When you get to
Carter's third period History class I want you to sit in the
front row and keep your knees four inches apart."

We had two classes together, our third period European History
class and the last period of the day when we took biology. I
nodded at him and walked away. 

I was relieved to be away from him at first. But as I walked
alone towards the front door through all of these strange kids I
suddenly felt so out of place. I wasn't the only girl that was
dressed in clothes that would have gotten us thrown out of my
last school. I even saw a few girls in crop tops. There were
plenty of miniskirts around too. But I didn't see anyone that was
dressed as slutty as I was. Judging from the remarks I was
hearing as I moved through the crowd I wasn't the only one that
was aware of it either. 

It seemed like everyone I passed was watching me go past. I saw a
lot of conversations come to a sudden stop as I made my way past
small clusters of kids to the front door. I found my locker and
put my book bag away. I grabbed the books I needed for my first
class and my notebook and made my way down the packed hallway
looking for the classroom. I felt several hands on my ass as I
walked. It was just a sort of 'accidentally on purpose' brushing
of a hand over my butt. I wasn't surprised, dressed the way that
I was.

I found my class and the teacher was already in the room talking
with another student. I walked up and waited until he was free
and when the other student walked away the teacher turned to me
and his eyes got big. I saw his eyes travel over my body and take
note of my hemline and my nearly exposed breasts and then he
pulled himself together and in a strained voice he asked, "Can I
help you?"

I introduced myself and told him I had just transferred in and
asked if the seating was assigned. I saw him move his eyes back
down to my breasts and I was reminded that if you looked close my
nipples showed through the thin material.
 
He shook his head as if to clear it and said, "I'm sorry, that's
a beautiful dress Miss Dalton, very distracting." He cleared his
throat and said, "No, we don't have assigned seating." Then he
pointed to a desk up front and said, "That desk is normally
unoccupied, why don't you sit there."

I thanked him and turned around to see the other seats were
filling up fast. Nearly all of them were occupied now and
everyone was staring at me. I blushed and the fact that I was
blushing embarrassed me even more. I looked away and moved
quickly to the desk the teacher had indicated and sat down. I
realized right away that getting in and out of a student desk in
this tiny dress was going to be a problem. It is difficult to do
it gracefully under the best of circumstances. In this tiny dress
it was impossible to do without displaying more of my anatomy
than I was in the habit of displaying in public. 

I sat down and I looked down to see how bad it was. It was pretty
bad. Looking straight down my skirt just barely covered my slit.
I knew that from anyplace in the room that was in front of me,
where the teacher was standing for instance, my slit would be
visible. If I needed proof of that it was obvious when I finally
looked up and the teacher was staring at my crotch unabashedly.
There was nothing I could do about it though. I just sat there
with my knees pressed tightly together and looked down at my open
notebook as if that blank page were the most fascinating thing in
the world. 

I could at least be grateful that most of the other students were
already seated and that I was in the front of the room. If I were
seated behind them they could look back and see how much of me
there was to see.

The bell finally rang and after the last few stragglers settled
down the class began. I had been relieved when I got my books
yesterday to learn that all but one of my classes was using the
same books that I had been using at my old school. Since school
was just getting started after summer vacation we were in just
about the same place in the book too. So I wouldn't have to worry
about getting up to speed. I hoped that was true in all of my
classes.

Except that the teacher seemed to be having as much trouble
concentrating as I was, that first class of the day wasn't as bad
as I had feared. Not until the bell rang to change classes. I
thought that I would wait a moment or two and let the rest of the
class rush for the door. Once they were on the way out I would be
able to get out of my seat without drawing too much attention. 

Instead, as soon as they were free to stand a half a dozen of the
boys came over and introduced themselves to me. I knew that
looking down at me like that they could see into the top of my
dress and that even though I had remained as still as I possibly
could during the class my skirt had risen up slightly and they
could all see the top of my slit. 

I tried to be polite but I realized that the only thing I could
do now was to stand as gracefully as possible and make my way to
my next class. I felt their eyes on me as I swung my legs out
from under my desk and I couldn't help noticing how much of me
was on display. Neither could they. All attempts at conversation
ceased and they were all silent except for the occasional, "Holy
shit! Will you look at that!"

As politely as I could I told the boys that I was pleased to meet
them but that I was in a hurry to find my next classroom. Then I
turned and rushed from the room blushing furiously.

The next class went just about the same. I got a different look
from the teacher when I introduced myself though. She obviously
didn't think much of me or the way that I was dressed for school.
She didn't say anything though and that really surprised me. 

I found a seat and struggled once more to sit down while exposing
as little flesh as possible. I was three rows back this time and
several boys in front of me got an eyeful when I struggled into
my seat. I watched as their faces turned red and they stared
incredulously when they realized that they were looking at my
exposed pussy. 

They didn't stare at me during the entire class, but from time to
time throughout that hour they would turn around and glance
directly at my exposed pussy.

When the bell rang, those boys that had gotten the show turned
around to watch me get up from my seat. I had no choice but to
spread my legs as I turned and rose and I could just imagine what
they were seeing. I could hear the excited buzz of conversation
as I walked away. 

I noticed something else, something besides the looks and the
occasional "accidental" touches from the boys. I had been through
two classes and not a single girl had spoken to me. I didn't
blame them I guess. I wouldn't have had anything to do with me
either. It made me sad though. The next two years were going to
be hard enough. It was going to be even worse with no friends. I
was looking at a pretty bleak future.

My next class was the one I most dreaded. I was lucky enough to
sit in the front, because that was where Chase had ordered me to
sit. But as soon as I sat down I was forced to spread my legs
four inches apart. I looked down and saw that my slit was totally
on display, just as Chase had known that it would be. The boy
seated on my left could even see it!

Mr. Carter, the teacher, spent the entire class at his desk. I
don't know if he normally sat while he taught. But he did today.
Every time I looked at him he was staring directly at my pussy.

The school was large and they had split up the lunch periods. I
had been assigned the early lunch from eleven to noon. When the
bell rang I had intended to go outside and find somewhere that I
could sit alone and try to relax. It had been a stressful morning
and my nerves were really on edge. Before I could leave though,
Chase came up behind me and said, "Hold on Sara."

I stood there, afraid of anything that Chase might have in mind.
When the class had emptied he walked over and shut the door and
locked it. Now I was really nervous. He came back over to me and
pulled me over to stand in front of the teacher and said, "Well,
what do you think?"

Mr. Carter looked at me and I suddenly realized that he wasn't
nearly as shy as I had thought. He stood up and I saw that he
approved of the way I looked. His cock was hard as an iron bar.

He finally spoke to Chase. "You were right Mr. Flack. She is very
lovely, very sexy. If you were right about the other things that
you said then we have a deal."

Chase said, "You got it Mr. Carter. Sara, take your dress off and
give Mr. Carter a nice blowjob."

I was so shocked that I didn't move at first. Not until he said
sharply, "Now Sara!"

I put my books down on the desk and unbuttoned the few remaining
buttons on my dress and quickly slipped it off and dropped it on
top of my books. I was about to drop to my knees when he asked,
"Sara, you are very beautiful. Is it true that you are a
virgin?"

I nodded, but he apparently didn't believe me. His hand cupped my
mound for a moment and then I felt one of his fingers worming
inside of me until the tip was pressing against my hymen. I was
humiliated, as usual, but I suddenly thought, "I must have the
most explored hymen in the fucking school!" I almost laughed out
loud but I didn't really feel like laughing.

He pulled his finger out of me and wiped it on my lips. Then he
stood up and unbuckled his belt and opened his pants. He pushed
them down to his ankles and sat back down. I knelt in front of
him and as I leaned forward to begin sucking his cock he reached
out and grabbed my tit and said, "I have been getting teased half
to death by you young prick teasers ever since I came to work
here. You are one beautiful little slut and I would truly love to
fuck the shit out of you bitch, but for now I will happily settle
for the best blowjob that I have ever had. Young Mr. Flack
informs me that you are very good at this. Don't disappoint me.
His grade depends upon it."

I leaned forward and began kissing and then licking his balls. As
I did his cock throbbed and I saw that it was soaking wet with
lubrication. It must have been drooling out of him all during our
class. 

I licked his cock clean and began to suck him off the way that I
had been taught. It was no big deal I guess. He had an average
sized cock, not too long and not too thick. I didn't have any
trouble taking it into my throat. He sat back and stared at me as
I sucked him off and I guess he liked what he saw because he came
very quickly. 

After I swallowed his cum I started to straighten up but Chase
said, "That was pretty quick. It's your fault for teasing him for
an hour. Get down there and do it again. Show him how much you
appreciate the education he is giving you."

I was thinking "Fuck you! If you want a good grade you suck him
off!" But I knew better than to say anything. I took Mr. Carter's
still hard cock back into my mouth and this time he lasted much
longer. I sucked on his cock for at least ten or fifteen minutes
before I sensed him getting close again. I was getting tired but
of course no one cared about me. 

He closed his eyes and tensed up and grabbed my hair as I
finished him off. He didn't cum nearly as much this time and I
swallowed it easily and I was finally allowed to get up. 

Before he stood up and got dressed he ran his hands over my body
for a few minutes and as he explored my body he said to Chase,
"Yes Mr. Flack, I think you were right. She is definitely worth
an A. I can't wait until next Monday."

He looked me right in the eye when he spoke with Chase. He saw
the look of near despair when I found out that this was going to
happen every Monday from now on and it made him smile. He took
his hands away from my body finally and said, "I do hope that at
some time before the end of the school year you lose your
virginity Miss Dalton. I can just imagine how wonderful it would
feel to put my hard cock inside of that tight little cunt of
yours."

As I was putting my dress on again I looked at the clock. Lunch
was nearly half over. I went to my locker and got my books for
the next two classes and looked at the bag with the sandwich I
had made. I was too upset to eat. So I closed my locker and
headed outside to get a little air before my next class. 

As I moved toward the door I felt a hand on my ass. I looked up
to see Chase smiling at me. He said, "Come on, I'll show you
where to meet us at lunch time from now on."

"Christ!" I thought. "They aren't going to leave me alone for a
second!"

I followed Chase out to the side of the building and we joined a
group of kids under a large tree. Chase introduced me and then
ignored me and talked with his friends. His friends didn't ignore
me though. They were all staring at me and a couple of them moved
closer and started a conversation. They asked me where I was from
and the normal inane questions that people ask under that kind of
situation. What classes was I taking and what did I think of this
teacher or did I like asparagus? That sort of thing.

They seemed to be trying to get up the nerve to hit on me but
they didn't know what my relationship to Chase was. I didn't mind
though. They took my mind off what was happening to me for a few
minutes, even if they were staring at my tits the entire time.

The bell rang all too soon and we all headed back inside. My
first two classes in the afternoon were on the second floor and I
caused quite a stir as I made my way up the stairs. I knew that
the boys directly behind me had a very good view of my ass
cheeks. I heard them whispering excitedly behind me. I wanted to
reach back and hold my skirt down over my butt, or even just
reach back and see just how much of my ass was exposed. I knew it
would be a waste of time though. I just tried to ignore them and
wished desperately that the pack of kids in front of me would
move faster. It seemed to take forever to get to the top of the
stairs.

I found my next classroom and introduced myself to the teacher
again and he pointed out an empty seat. Two boys stood to the
side watching with interest as I struggled to sit down. I knew
that they could see my slit but by now there must have been a
room full of men and boys that had seen the entrance to my vagina
and I wasn't comfortable with the idea, but I guess I was getting
numb from the shock, because I hardly even blushed this time.

The boys that had been watching sat down on either side of me and
started talking to me. I was polite, and I could have really used
a friend right then, but I wasn't ready to meet boys and start
dating. I was afraid of how it might complicate my already
complicated life. So I was careful to make sure I didn't give
either of them the wrong impression. I was friendly, but not
open.

To be honest, I don't know that they were interested in dating me
anyway. They just stared at my breasts and my slit like every
other boy did lately.

My last class of the day was Biology. As I entered the classroom
Chase called me over to where he was sitting with some of his
friends in the back and said, "I saved a seat for you."

I went up and introduced myself to the teacher and then returned
to Chase and took the seat that he indicated. We were in the back
corner of the room and I recognized several of the guys around me
as boys that had been with us at lunch time. Once the class was
in session Chase whispered to me to turn to my left and spread my
legs. Chase was on my right. On my left were three of his
friends. 

I looked around and I saw that from time to time other boys in
the class were glancing my way. They were going to see what I was
doing. I didn't have any choice though. I slowly turned to my
left and spread my legs. I couldn't look at the boys though. I
stared straight ahead at the teacher in the front of the
classroom.

I couldn't help noticing that occasionally some of the other kids
would look in my direction and see what was going on and it kept
getting worse. I saw a girl sitting in front of me and down and
to the left glance back and do a double take. Then she leaned
over and whispered to a girl in front of her and then both girls
were staring at me as I sat so obviously exposed on purpose to
the boys in the row of seats beside me. For some reason the fact
that they saw what I was doing was more embarrassing than being
forced to let the boys look at my shaved pussy.

I sat like that for the entire class. I don't think I heard a
thing the teacher said until the class was half over! I jumped up
when the bell rang and grabbed my books and Chase said, "Meet me
at the car."

I made my way to my locker with a boy's hand on my ass almost all
the way. It wasn't Chase this time though. It was one of the boys
that I had been flashing in class. Well, I guess you can't call
what I did flashing. I had been putting on an exhibition. There
was no flash.

His locker was near mine and as we arrived at my locker he said,
"Thanks for the show Sara."

I opened my locker and got out the books I needed to take home
and with my eyes staring at the ground I made my way to the car.
I was too embarrassed to look at anyone's face. So many boys had
seen my pussy today and I really couldn't face anyone.

When I got to the car Red and Brad and another boy were standing
nearby and Chase was telling them about the two classes that I
had with him. He told them that I had sucked off Mr. Carter
twice, in the nude, and he told them how I had exposed myself in
our last class. They all looked up and smiled as I approached and
I recognized the fourth boy as being one of the boys that had
enjoyed my exhibition in our last class.

Chase unlocked the car and he and Brad got in front. I was forced
to sit between Red and Lou. Before the car was even started my
dress was unbuttoned all the way and the two boys roughly
explored my body as Chase eased out into the line of cars moving
slowly towards the exit. It took us fifteen minutes to get out of
the parking lot and by the time we did I was on my knees sucking
Lou's cock. I didn't get the impression that Chase was taking
Red's advice about being discreet. The way things were going it
wouldn't be long before everyone in the school knew about me.

I was starting to think that it might not be up to me when I was
going to lose my virginity after all. If one or more of the other
boys in school didn't do it first, one of Chase's friends was
likely to rape me before very long. A girl couldn't tease guys
like this and not get raped. I was going to have to try and bring
that up tonight with Larry when he was hearing about what
happened to me today. I know that Chase had permission to
humiliate me. I wasn't sure if he wasn't going too far though. He
was certainly going too far for me.

Lou came so fast it startled me. I had hardly gotten started when
he filled my mouth with cum. The other three guys laughed at him
but he said, "Fuck you! That was just the warm up. Keep sucking
Sara."

Red teased him as I went back to sucking him off. "That was your
first blowjob, wasn't it Lou?"

Lou had reached down and was straining to reach my right breast
while I sucked his cock. He took it in his hand and groped it
roughly and finally answered, "Yeah, so what?" 

Oh well, at least he was being honest.

I sucked him as enthusiastically as I could but when Chase pulled
up to the curb in front of his house he had not yet cum a second
time. While they were waiting for me to finish him off there was
a tapping at Brad's window and I heard it open. 

There was a pause and then a young girl's voice said excitedly,
"Holy shit Lou! You're getting a blowjob!"

Lou chuckled and said, "Yeah Tawny, this is Sara, a new girl in
school. You gotta keep this to yourself though, okay?"

Tawny was quiet for a minute and then she asked, "What kind of a
girl gets naked in a car with four boys and sucks them off?!"

Brad said, "You promise not to tell anyone Tawny?"

I was listening closely to this conversation. I wanted to turn
and see how old she was. She sounded very young. After a short
pause she said, "Yeah, I promise."

Brad said, "That's our new stepsister, Sara. She is still a
virgin, but she does whatever we want. That's how girls should
all be."

Tawny laughed and said, "Yeah right! In your dreams!"

Just then Lou grabbed my head and pulled it down against his
stomach and shot his cum down my throat. He turned my head loose
finally and I sat up and looked out the window to see a pretty
young girl that looked about twelve or thirteen. I turned around
and buried my face in my hands and said, "Oh fuck!"

Lou laughed and said, "Don't worry about it Sara. She won't say
anything."

I looked up at the jerk and said, "It doesn't matter. She's too
young. It isn't right."

Tawny heard me and responded indignantly, "I am not too young!
I'm not even a virgin anymore. I just don't do it with four guys
at once like you!"

There wasn't much I could say to that.

Chase chuckled and said, "Jesus Lou. You aren't porking your
little sister are you?"

Tawny said, "Ewww! That's gross!"

Lou had his pants back together and was about to get out of the
car when he said, "No, I thought I'd wait a year or two until she
grows some tits."

The boys all laughed and Lou got out. I was put back to work
sucking Red off and he made me get up on the seat while I did it
so that my breasts were within easy reach. 

He held my head in place so that I had to keep sucking him as I
worked my way up onto the seat. I was a little worried about who
else might see me. The windows were tinted, but not so dark that
people couldn't see in. 

Red grabbed one of my tits and it felt like he was trying to milk
me as I sucked him off. I thought of how many more dicks I was
going to have to suck off this afternoon before I got any rest
and it was pretty daunting. I still had to finish off Red and
then I had all three boys to suck off before Larry got home.
Maybe he would take pity on me tonight and let me rest. After
all, this was supposed to be about my mother being his sex slave,
not me.

Chase pulled over and I assumed that we were at Red's house. I
worked as hard as I could to get him off and finally I felt him
about to cum. He didn't grab my head so I wrapped my lips around
the head of his cock and finished him off with my hand. When he
had cum I sat up and swallowed and then sat down in the seat.

I looked up and saw Chase and Brad watching and I asked if I
could button my dress back. I looked more and more like the slut
that I was becoming.

Chase said, "Don't bother. We'll be home in a minute and I'll
park in the garage. You'll just have to undress again in a couple
of minutes."

Red said, "Thanks for the ride." Then he turned to me and said,
"And thanks for the two blowjobs. It sucks that I can't fuck you,
but you sure can suck!"

I didn't respond. That may have seemed like a compliment to him.
I didn't feel like I had been flattered though. I felt much more
like I had just been put in my place, that place being on my
knees and doing whatever some boy wanted me to do. 

We were home minutes later and I followed the boys into the
house. I took my books to my room and then went down to Chase's
room as ordered. I stopped at Kevin's room on the way and said
hello and told him I would be back in a few minutes. He nodded
and I appreciated the sympathetic look on his face. Oh well, at
least I had one friend.

I went to Chase's room and he had me lay on my back on his bed
with my legs hanging over the side. He played with my pussy for a
few minutes and I was as disturbed as he was amused to discover
how wet I was. 

He dipped a finger into my pussy and spread my juices all over my
mound. Then he lifted my legs and rested his cock on my mound and
closed my legs and held them in the air. His cock was trapped
between my upper thighs and he began to saw it in and out of the
tight crevice that was formed. As he moved, his cock rubbed up
and down through my slit and over my clit and I hated to admit it
but it felt pretty damned good.

I was soon moaning and grabbing at his bedspread and to my
surprise I came before he did. It wasn't as good as when I was
with Kevin, but it felt pretty damned good and pretty soon I was
having second thoughts about remaining a virgin again. Damn it
felt good! 

In a few more minutes he came all over my stomach. It was a lot
too. There were three or four large jets of cum and then he stood
over me and said, "Rub it into your tits. It's good for your
skin."

I spread the hot cream up over my stomach and rubbed it into my
chest while he watched in amusement. He probably thought it was a
pretty nasty thing to do. Personally I preferred rubbing it into
my tits to swallowing it, except for the smell of course. It was
pretty strong.

He finally let my legs fall open and looked down at my red,
swollen pussy. He smiled and said, "It looks like you just got
fucked."

I looked down and he was right. His cock was still more hard than
soft and he rubbed the head of it against my slit and even
slipped it inside of me. I got pretty nervous because there was
still some cum on the head of his dick. I looked up at his face
and I saw how close he was to saying the hell with it and shoving
it in. To be honest, I don't think I would have been that upset.
He came to his senses though and pulled his cock out of me. It
had felt pretty good to have even just an inch of his fat cock
inside of me. I knew that I was back to thinking with my pussy,
but even knowing it I almost told him to go ahead.

He finally dropped my legs and sat down on the side of the bed.
He ordered me to suck his cock clean and then go clean up before
I went to see Brad. I sucked his nearly soft cock clean and
licked his balls and then I went to my room. I used a warm, damp
cloth to clean up and then went to Brad's room. 

He was naked, but he had already started on his homework. When I
came in he pulled his chair away from his desk and spread his
legs and waited. I went over to him and dropped to my knees and
sucked him off. He was pretty tightly wound and once I got him
hard he didn't take much longer than Lou had the first time I
sucked him off. 

After I swallowed he said, "Thanks, I needed that sis."

I nodded and left. I stopped at Kevin's door again and said, "I
need to get cleaned up. I'll be right back."

He stood up and said, "I finished my homework. Let me come help
you."

We went to my bathroom and I ran the water in the shower and we
got in. We soaped each other up and had some fun with it. We took
our time and there was a lot of touching and rubbing and then we
rinsed off and dried off.

I kissed him and then took his hand and led him to my bed. I
stood beside my bed and put my arms around Kevin and said,
"Kevin, you are the highpoint of my day. I try not to think about
all the other things I have to do. I just concentrate on coming
home and being with you. I know we aren't boyfriend and
girlfriend or anything. But you are nice to me and I really
appreciate that. Thanks."

I kissed him again and we stretched out side by side on my bed.
He was three years younger than me but even so he was slightly
taller. He was a big, strong thirteen year old boy and in some
ways he was more mature than his older brothers. He was certainly
a lot nicer.

For the longest time we just held each other and enjoyed being
close. He started kissing me lightly on my face and my lips and
it was becoming more than pleasant. Soon I was kissing him back
and our hands were caressing each other and I think for the first
time I had an idea of what it was like to make love.

After a very long, very pleasant time Kevin rolled me onto my
back and began to kiss and lick his way down my body. I guess
practice is important because he was even better than he had been
yesterday, and he was very good yesterday.

He eventually licked and sucked my pussy until I had several
earthshaking orgasms. I couldn't take another and I pushed his
head away and pulled him up beside me again. I put my arms around
his neck and kissed him passionately. As we kissed his hand moved
over my breasts and I wanted to fuck him so badly.

I knew I couldn't though. So I paid him back in kind. I pushed
him over onto his back and I kissed my way down his hard, smooth,
young body. I licked and sucked on his little nipples and licked
my way down to his navel. His cock was hard and wet and I wrapped
my hand around it and I looked up at him and said, "I really wish
I could fuck you Kevin. I mean that. I want you. But I can't."

He smiled down at me and said, "I understand. It's okay. What you
are doing feels fantastic. Please, don't stop."

I smiled and said, "Are you sure? Are you sure you don't want me
to stop? I could stop if I'm bothering you!"

He growled at me playfully and I bent down and took him into my
mouth eagerly. I had only been sucking cocks for four days now.
But there had been a lot of them and I was getting pretty blas
about it. Not with Kevin though. With Kevin I wanted to do it. I
wanted to please him. 

I sucked him lovingly and enthusiastically and I did everything I
could think of to please him. I stopped what I was doing to lick
and suck on his balls and I ran my fingers over his thighs and
his stomach and I used my tongue and my lips as erotically as I
could and when he finally came in my mouth I savored it.

When he came I held it in my mouth and swallowed slowly. Then I
slid my body up over his, caressing him with my tits until we
were face to face and I rubbed my sopping wet pussy on his
softening cock. 

I leaned down and kissed him and then I lifted my head and looked
into his eyes and said, "I mean it Kevin. If I could do it with
anyone in the world it would be with you."

He put his arms around me and just held me for a long time. It
was so nice I didn't want it to end. We kissed a little and
sometimes we whispered a little something to each other. Mostly
though we just lay together and held each other and I felt so...I
don't know, safe, loved, I'm not sure what. But I liked it.

I don't know how long we were lying like that but eventually I
heard a noise and looked up to see my mother in the door. I think
she had been there for a few minutes though. She smiled and
asked, "Do you kids need anything?"

I looked at the clock and I was startled at how late it was. I
hadn't even heard my mom come home! I said, "I'm sorry mom, I
didn't realize how late it was. I'll be right down."

She said, "No! That's okay honey. You rest. You two just relax
for a while. I don't need you right now." The strange thing was
that she meant it. I guess she must have seen something that told
her that this wasn't like it was with the others. She really
wanted us to relax for a while!

It wasn't until she turned and walked away that it made me
giggle. Kevin asked, "What so funny?"

I kissed him on the end of the nose and answered, "My mother just
caught me laying on top of a boy, naked and rubbing my pussy
against his cock and she smiled and told me to relax and enjoy
myself! That's weird!"

Kevin's face got serious and he said, "It is a weird situation.
But if it weren't for this weird situation you wouldn't even talk
to me."

I said, "No, and if it weren't for this weird situation I never
would have realized that you were the sweetest and most mature of
the three boys that lived here."

I didn't want to get up. Kevin seemed comfortable, even with my
full weight on him, but I had to at least get started on my
homework. I forced myself to roll off of him and I sat on the
edge of the bed. 

Kevin got up and I reached out and captured his soft cock in my
hand and pulled him closer and kissed it. I looked up at him and
said, "Kevin, you can come in my room anytime, even if your dad
says to leave me alone at night. I will always want to see you.
Okay?"

He leaned down and kissed me on the lips and said, "Thank you
Sara. And I can't make them stop doing things to you, but if you
ever want someone to just hold you, you know where to find me."

I squeezed his cock gently and said, "Get out of here before I
give in and fuck your sweet ass. I have homework to do!"

I waited until he left and then I got up and went to my desk. I
booted up my computer for the first time and got my books out. I
had never had my own computer before but I had used one at the
library and my girlfriend and I had played around with hers a
lot. So I was able to figure out how to use it without too much
trouble. 

I got started on my homework and I was almost done by the time
that Larry got home. Mom called us downstairs and she had already
set the table and supper was already. I went out to the kitchen
to help her carry the food in and I hugged her and said, "Thanks
mom."

She just smiled and by the time Larry came back downstairs in his
casual clothes we were all seated at the table waiting.

Larry sat down and we all served ourselves and I kept waiting for
Larry to ask me or one of his sons how my day had gone. Instead,
we ate a quiet meal and when we had finished eating Larry said,
"After you girls clean up bring a bottle of wine and four glasses
out to the pool. I want to hear all about your day Sara. And you
boys might enjoy hearing about Karen's day."

I looked up at mom but she never changed expression. I had to
assume that since whatever it was had amused Larry then mom must
have had a bad day too. They all went out to the pool and mom and
I cleaned up the dining room and kitchen. Once the dishwasher was
going we grabbed the wine and glasses and went outside. I kept
looking at mom but she never changed expression.

Just before we went outside I asked, "Mom, tell me how big a
mistake it would be if I fucked Kevin."

She turned to look at me and said, "Sara, Kevin is a great kid. I
can see that he is nice to you and that you like him. It's nice
that you have someone like him to hold on to and be comforted
when you need that. 

If it was just a case of you having sex with Kevin I probably
wouldn't even mind, given our current set of circumstances. Kevin
isn't the problem though. Once your hymen is gone that opens up
the flood gates. Believe me baby, you don't want those gates
opened. You'll understand that better in a few minutes."

I knew she was right. I knew it when I was laying there with
Kevin wanting to fuck him. I just wish we could do it without
anyone finding out. I knew that wasn't possible though. I had
been probed by so many male fingers in the last four days. There
was just no way to hide the loss of that damned thing once it was
gone.

We went out by the pool and mom served the wine to Larry, Chase
and me and then she poured a glass for herself. As soon as we
were seated Larry asked me to tell him everything that had
happened to me today. 

It was harder than I thought it would be. Larry and the three
boys stared at me and enjoyed my torment as I relived it in front
of my mother. Well, not Kevin so much. I saw that he got a hard
on from time to time, but he was embarrassed about it. I told
myself that I would have to let him know it was okay. I
understood if some of the things I said turned him on. Some of
the things that happened had turned me on, at least a little
bit.

I told them about being exposed to Red for his viewing pleasure
and then sucking him off in the school parking lot. I told them
about being groped in the hallways and exposed whenever I sat
down. Larry got a big kick out of the part where I had been
forced to display myself to one of my teachers and then suck him
off so that Chase could get an A in the course. 

He also got a charge out of what happened on the way home when I
had been caught sucking off Lou by his younger sister. I finished
up my story with a description of what happened when I got home
finally and satisfied his sons one after the other. I kind of
gave an abbreviated version of my time with Kevin. I didn't want
anyone to know how much we enjoyed being together and how nice he
was being to me. I knew they would make it rough for us if they
knew.

When I finally finished my oral diary Larry stood up and removed
his shorts and underwear and sat back down. His big cock was
standing up straight and hard. I guess there was no question
about whether or not he enjoyed my story or approved of the way
Chase had humiliated me today. I guess there was no point in
mentioning that it was almost inevitable that I was going to get
raped if I kept this up.

He called me over and pulled me into his lap so that I straddled
his erection and was sitting with my back to him. His hands went
to my breasts and my pussy and he said, "Okay Karen, it's your
turn. Tell us all about your day."

I looked at my mom and she took a big sip of wine and glanced at
my face and then looked away embarrassed. She told of being
called into Larry's office at around ten and finding a group of
eight Chinese businessmen and their interpreter.

Larry had been trying to sell them an office building in town and
in order to convince them what a good deal it was he had offered
to let them spend the afternoon with his assistant. They had
asked to see his assistant and as soon as mom entered the room
Larry had ordered her to remove her dress and go around and
introduce herself to each of them.

It had been obvious to the men that she was embarrassed and being
coerced and they had found that to be irresistible. She had
removed her sheer blouse and short skirt and then she went around
to each of the men. As they roughly groped her body she had tried
to smile and she had told them her name and said hello.

The men had talked among themselves and decided that the offer
was just too good to turn down. They had allowed my mother to
dress and taken her back to their hotel rooms. She had spent the
next six hours entertaining them. They had all fucked her
repeatedly and when they were not fucking her she was forced to
suck their cocks and she had even spent some time standing on a
table trying to dance like a stripper.

They had taken lots of souvenir pictures of her and with her and
then they had each fucked her one last time. During the entire
afternoon the young Chinese/American girl who was their
interpreter had sat blushing in a corner staring at the floor so
that she would be available if a translation was needed.

She was finally allowed to dress, but not clean up, at around
four that afternoon and was told to tell Larry that they would be
in tomorrow to close on the building in question. Then the
interpreter gave her money for a taxi back to the office.

 She had walked through the hotel lobby looking like a well used
prostitute and gotten a cab back to the office. As soon as she
had delivered their message to Larry he said, "Go home, you
stink."

So he was hearing about her afternoon for the first time too. His
cock throbbing between my thighs told me that he enjoyed hearing
about her horrible afternoon. The boys had too. As soon as she
finished talking Chase stood her up and bent her over the table
and fucked her from behind.

Her face was close enough that I could have reached out and
touched her. I saw that she was crying. Larry saw it too. He
reached out and ran his fingers through her tears and said,
"Don't cry Karen. It's just a part of your punishment for being a
thief."

While Chase, and then Brad fucked my mother, Larry said, "I don't
suppose you have had a chance to get rid of this pesky thing yet
have you?" He began to probe my pussy until his finger reached my
hymen and said, "It's a damn shame. Well, I guess you'll have to
suck me off then. Down girl."

He helped me to my feet and I dropped the cushion from a nearby
chair between his legs and while he watched his sons rape my
mother I sucked him off. While I was sucking his cock and Brad
was fucking mom Larry said, "I thought that you would like to
know that we are going out tomorrow night for a little while.
Chase, you'll be coming with us. Brad, Kevin, I'm afraid that you
are too young."

Kevin seemed relieved but Brad was upset that he was being left
out and he didn't even know what he was being left out of.

Larry said, "Sorry boys, we are going to a strip club and you are
just too young. But don't worry, they are going to record the
entire show and you can see the DVD in a couple of days. It's
going to be quite a show."

There had been a hint of this a few days ago, but knowing that it
was going to happen tomorrow was terrifying. I couldn't even
imagine what a place like that must be like. No, that isn't true.
I could imagine it and the picture in my mind was even more
degrading than what Chase was making me do at school.

I was finally rewarded for all of my efforts between Larry's
legs. My mouth filled with cum and I swallowed it and then licked
his cock clean. Chase and Brad had finished with my mother and
she went to clean up. It was almost nine o'clock and I asked for
permission to go to bed. Larry nodded and I went upstairs and
brushed my teeth and went to bed. I lay there in the dark and
tried not to imagine what would happen tomorrow. I heard the boys
a few minutes later when they went to bed. They must have been
satisfied from fucking my mother because they didn't bother me.

After a few minutes it was quiet and I got up and looked out to
make sure no one was around. I snuck down the hall to Kevin's
room and he was lying in bed staring at the ceiling. 

I went over to him and kissed him and he smiled at me. I lay down
beside him and said, "Kevin, don't feel bad when you are turned
on by the things you see and hear down there. That doesn't make
you a bad person. Some of it even turns me on! You don't have to
go to bed horny either."

I pulled his covers down and reached into his pajamas. His cock
was still a little hard. 

He grabbed my hand and said, "You don't have to do this Sara."

I smiled and said, "I know. That's why I want to. I asked my
mother if I could fuck you. She understood why I wanted to, but
she told me it that it would be a mistake. She was right. You saw
what your dad did tonight. I want to fuck you, but then they
would make me do the same stuff they make my mom do. So I can't.
I can do this though."

I moved down and took his rapidly growing cock in my mouth and
sucked it lovingly. He came very quickly. He had heard about and
witnessed a lot of sex tonight and he stayed pretty horny all the
time anyway. I really didn't blame him for being excited.

I teased his hard cock with my lips and used my tongue with much
greater effect on his smaller cock. His hand came down and rubbed
my back affectionately as I sucked him and soon he was filling my
mouth with cum. 

After I swallowed I held his cock in my mouth until it was soft
and then I slid onto the bed beside him and we held each other
quietly for a few minutes. I told him again that it was okay if
he got turned on and it would look suspicious if he didn't fuck
my mom or get me to suck him off in the evening. 

He said, "I don't want to be like them."

I really hated it that he was the one that was thirteen. I could
have really fallen for him if he was a few years older. In fact,
I realized that I was, even though he was so young. 

I kissed him and said, "You aren't like them. You are sweet and I
love you. But you can't let them know that. They will just make
it hard on you. I don't know what is going to happen tomorrow
night, but from now on, when the sex starts take your turn. I
don't care if it is with me or my mom. Don't let them see how
nice you are. They'll just make it worse for us. Okay?"

He nodded and said, "I'm sorry."

"For what?" I asked.

"For being one of them and for not being able to give you your
life back," he said quietly.

"Don't be sorry," I said and kissed him on the cheek. "I'm glad
you are here. You are just what I need after a day like today.
It's nice to know that every guy in the world isn't like them.
I'm glad you are here and I am glad you are the way that you
are."

We held each other for a little while longer and then I got up
and went to bed. I didn't want Larry or one of his other two sons
to see me in here.

I had just gotten to bed when my mother stopped in doorway and
looked in. She saw that I was awake and she came and sat on my
bed. "Now do you understand why you don't want to have sex with
Kevin?" she asked.

I reached out and held her hand. I sighed and said, "I know why I
can't, but I can't help wanting to. He is so sweet to me. He
isn't like them."

She smoothed my hair out of my face and said, "No he isn't. He is
a very nice boy. But you have to protect yourself as much as you
can."

"I know," I said.

Mom bent down and kissed me goodnight and started to leave but I
stopped her. I asked, "Mom, have you ever been in a strip club?"

I was reasonably certain that she hadn't, but maybe she could say
something to reassure me. 

I saw the look on her face when I brought it up though. She was
just as scared as I was. She shook her head and got up and went
to bed.

I lay awake a long time dreading tomorrow night. Kevin woke me up
the next morning. He was sitting on the side of my bed and
smiling. He said, "I knew you would lay awake last night worrying
and oversleep this morning. Come on, get up."

I looked at my clock and saw that I had forgotten to set my
alarm. I smiled and thanked Kevin and got up and rushed to the
shower. I put on one of my new dresses and by the time I got to
the kitchen I had made up the time.

I had a bowl of cereal and a glass of juice with Kevin, and then
the other two boys came down. Chase ordered me to get him a bowl
of cereal but once I had served him Brad had something else in
mind. 

While Chase ate his cereal I got down and sucked Brad's cock. I
heard Kevin going out to catch the bus and I was glad. It had
begun to bother me when he had to watch this almost as much as it
bothered me when I had to do this stuff in front of my mother.

Brad seemed to be in a particularly vicious mood today and he
kept pulling my hair and thrusting his hips up. I don't know who
he was mad at but he really seemed like he was trying to hurt me
on purpose. 

After he came and I swallowed his slimy cum he scooped up a
little drop of cum I had missed from the end of his dick and
wiped it on my upper lip. He grinned and ordered me to leave it
there. 

He was satisfied finally and he let me go. I had just enough time
to put Chase's bowl in the sink and grab my book bag. I sat alone
in the back of the car until we got to Red's house and he came
out and slid in beside me. 

As soon as the car was moving he put his arm around me and Brad
said, "Don't kiss her man. She just sucked me off and she still
has some of my cum on her lip."

Red smiled and said, "I didn't want to kiss the dumb cunt. She
ain't my girlfriend." As he spoke he was unbuttoning my dress and
before long it was spread wide and I was as good as naked. He
pulled his cock out and pulled my head down into his lap and as
Chase drove us to school I sucked on Red's cock while he squeezed
my ass roughly.

Every now and then he would reach between my legs and slide a
finger into my slit and then he started forcing it into my ass.
By the time I finally managed to suck him off his finger was
buried in my ass and he said to Chase, "The bitch sure has a
tight ass. You sure I can't fuck it?"

Chase said, "Sorry dude. Dad was pretty explicit. Just be
grateful for what you can get man. You were always whining
because Carol won't suck your damned cock. Now you are getting
sucked off regularly. You can still fuck Carol and get Sara to
suck you off. What the fuck do you want?!"

Red laughed and said, "I want to fuck this hot little bitch.
Hell, who wouldn't?"

He finally pulled his finger from my ass and when I sat up he
stuck it into my mouth and made me suck it clean. I was disgusted
by him even more than by Chase and Brad. I guess I could at least
be thankful that I wasn't living with him instead of the guys I
was living with.

I didn't feel very thankful though.

When we got to the school I was finally allowed to button my
dress back up. Chase watched me and without even being told I
left the top button unbuttoned. When I was done he told me to
straighten my skirt. It was all twisted up around my waist.

I lifted my butt and smoothed my skirt under me and sat back
down. He looked down at my lap and ordered me to unbutton the
bottom button.

I did, and just that one little button made a big difference. I
looked down and saw that my skirt opened up enough at the bottom
that I could look down and see my slit, even with my legs pressed
tightly together.

I saw how pleased he was and I couldn't just let it go. "Chase,
please!" I begged. "When the teachers see this I'll get in
trouble. Your dad said you couldn't get me in trouble with the
teachers."

He smiled and said, "Leave it like that. If a teacher gets upset
then you can button it. I think it looks hot."

Red reached over and put a finger inside of me and then coated my
pussy lips with the moisture that covered his finger when he
pulled it out. Then he made me suck his finger clean again and we
all got out of the car.

I was sent off while the three of them hung around the car and
watched me walk away. Just like yesterday, everyone that I passed
as I walked through the crowd stopped talking and stared at me as
I went by. I didn't have the nerve to look down at my dress. I
could feel my skirt separating with each step that I took and I
was pretty sure that as it came open my pussy was exposed. But I
didn't want to know for sure.

I was only half way to the building when a boy started walking
beside me. He introduced himself and asked my name and put his
arm around my waist. I didn't know what to do. I walked a few
steps before I reached down and tried to pull his hand away. I
didn't want to struggle or make a scene, but I didn't want boys
thinking that they could just walk up and do what they wanted to
me. 

I knew that he didn't know that I was being forced to dress like
a slut. So maybe he could be forgiven for thinking that I was
easy. I just wasn't sure what to do. I finally came to a stop and
turned to face him. I asked him to take is hand off of me and he
smiled and said, "Come on bitch, you can't dress like that and
parade around here and expect to be left alone. You got it all
hanging out. What are you, just a fucking tease?"

I heard Chase behind the guy saying, "No Pete, She is not just a
fucking tease. Now let her go."

Pete didn't let go and he didn't turn around. He just said, "Mind
your own business Flack."

Chase said, "It is my business Pete. She's my stepsister. Now let
her go."

There was a long pause and I was wondering if there was going to
be a fight. Pete finally dropped his hand from my hip but he
raked my body with his eyes and whispered, "Later cunt. I'm not
done with you. You dress like a slut, you must be a slut."

I shuddered as he walked away and as soon as he was gone the
tears started. It made me furious that I was being put into
positions like this, and it made me furious that I was crying. I
finally reached into my purse and got a tissue and wiped my eyes
and turned and pushed through the kids that had gathered to
watch. I felt several hands on my ass as I made my way through
the crowd and then I broke through and made my way to the door.

In some ways today was worse than yesterday. I was more exposed
and the boys were taking every opportunity to go by my desk and
get a good look. There was no way for me to sit without exposing
myself so I just stopped worrying about it. The only good thing
was that I didn't have to suck off any of my teachers today.

I spent my lunch hour with Chase and his friends. A couple of
them got a little braver today and Chase ignored them as one of
them stood with his arm around my shoulder and his hand inside
the top of my dress while the other ran his hand up under the
back of my dress and held onto the cheek of my ass.

The others were all watching and apparently couldn't believe what
the guys were doing, and that I would permit it. I wanted to
object of course. But I figured that if what they were doing
wasn't permitted then Chase would stop them. 

The three of us stood like that for a while when one of the
others said, "Hey man, how about giving someone else a chance?"

The boy holding my tit said, "Sure, come on over and help keep
her tits warm." He moved away and the boy that spoke up took his
place. I knew that there were other kids around keeping their
eyes on us, on me. They must have seen what was happening. I
couldn't look though. It was just too humiliating.

Another of Chase's friends came over and reached under the back
of my dress and held my other cheek and then another boy came
over and took the place of the one that had been first to grab my
ass. By the time the bell rang to signify the end of early lunch
all of the boys had taken turns groping me in the schoolyard. I
was just grateful that there was not enough privacy for Chase to
make me suck them off. Because I was pretty sure that he would
have happily made me to it.

By the end of the day I was getting better at concentrating on
the teachers. I began to realize that the only way I had of
escaping from my new reality was to ignore what was happening to
me and concentrate on the lectures. It bothered me that all of
the teachers treated me with disdain, even the one that I had
sucked off. I understood what they were thinking though. I knew
what I looked like.

When I got out to the car after school the same four guys were
waiting for me. I was soon naked in the back seat between Red and
Lou and as they groped me Lou said, "I promised my dumb sister
that she could watch again. Is that okay Chase?"

Chase chuckled and said, "Hell, I don't care. Maybe she'll learn
something. As long as she doesn't go blabbing all over town
what's going on I don't give a shit."

Lou waited until we arrived at his house and Chase had pulled up
to the curb. His sister was standing there waiting. He ran his
window down and looked around to make sure that no one but his
sister was around and then he asked her, "You still want to
watch?"

Tawny leaned against the door and smiled and nodded and Lou
unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them and his underwear down.
Tawny chuckled nervously and said, "Nice dick bro!" 

After that she didn't say much as Lou pulled my head down and I
slid off the seat and sucked him off. Sara had a much better view
today and when I started taking his cock down my throat I heard
her say, "Son of a bitch! Doesn't that hurt her?"

Chase said, "She said it made her a little sore the first time.
But she can do it for anyone now, even my dad."

She asked Chase, "Is it a lot better that way?"

All four boys said, almost in unison, "Fuck yes!"

Tawny was quiet as she watched me finish sucking her brother off
and then she asked Chase, "Can you make her teach me how to do
that?"

I straightened up and swallowed Lou's cum and I saw all four boys
looking at each other and grinning. Chase smiled an evil smile
and said, "Yeah, I can make her do that. But you'll have to
practice on us."

I looked out the window and I couldn't believe it, she was
actually thinking it over! I was shocked when she said, "Yeah,
okay, but not Lou. I can't do that with him. That would be
sick."

Chase looked at Lou and he just grinned and shrugged. Then he
said, "Fuck, I don't give a shit. I'm getting mine."

Lou pulled is pants up and got out and as we drove off I was back
on my knees and sucking Red off. I heard Brad in the front seat
saying, "She's kind of young, but she's pretty hot for a kid.
This should be fun."

Chase just chuckled, that evil little laugh of his.

We pulled to the curb in front of Red's house and a few minutes
later he came in my mouth. After he got out I sat there naked and
Chase drove us home. I had managed to avoid thinking about what
was going to happen this evening while I was in school today,
most of the time anyway. Now, as we were pulling into the
driveway I began to worry about what was going to happen to me
tonight. I was going to a strip club. I had no doubt that I would
be taking off my clothes in front of a room full of dirty old
men. Beyond that my mind couldn't go. 

I grabbed my books and got out and we went upstairs. I put my
books and my dress in my room and waived at Kevin as I passed by
to go to Chase's room. 

I guess Chase was feeling lazy today. He settled for a simple
blowjob. This was his first one today. He hadn't made me suck him
off this morning. It only took me about ten minutes or so to get
him off. 

I noticed that I was beginning to develop more stamina. I had
sucked off three boys since school got out and my jaw wasn't sore
yet. I had mixed emotions about that. I didn't want to be the
kind of girl that could suck cocks all day long. This was a
terrible thing to do, especially for a girl my age. It shouldn't
be easy.

I went down to Brad's room next and he was sitting at his desk in
the nude just getting his books out to start his homework. I
entered his room and he looked like he was almost tempted to tell
me to forget it. He looked back and forth between me and his
books several times and I could almost read his mind when he
decided to go ahead and get his afternoon blowjob.

Brad just turned towards me and spread his legs and waited. He
seemed to be in as big a hurry to get it over with as I was. I
went to my knees between his legs and sucked his cock as was
expected of me. He must have been really distracted by something.
It took a long time for him to get hard and I had to suck a long
time to get him to cum. I finally got him off and stood up and he
was turning to his homework before I turned to leave.

Both Chase and Brad had acted as though they would almost rather
just get on with their homework this afternoon. Maybe there would
soon be days that I didn't have to perform this degrading ritual
every day after school. I could hope.

I went to my room and brushed my teeth and washed my face and
then went to see Kevin. He had already finished his homework and
he was lying on his bed waiting for me. I saw his face light up
when I entered his room and I felt the same way.

I hurried to his bed and stretched out beside him and he held me
in his arms. It struck me that he was the only boy that treated
me like a person. He was the only one that cared how I felt. 

As we lay together our hands began to wander and soon we were
both aroused. I started to move down to take him in my mouth but
he stopped me. He turned onto his back and invited me into a
sixty-nine position. I gladly straddled his face and lowered
myself down to take his cock into my mouth. 

I felt his lips and his tongue exploring me and it felt so
wonderful. He was the only one that made an effort to please me
and it made me want to please him so much. I couldn't wait until
he was older and his cock was larger and I could do so much more
to please him. 

We gave each other several orgasms. Well, he gave me several. I
sucked him until he came twice. Then I turned around and we held
each other. I couldn't spend as much time with him this
afternoon. I had to get my homework done before we went out
tonight. As soon as that thought crossed my mind it erased the
good feeling that Kevin had given me.

He sensed the tension return and he asked, "You're worried about
tonight, aren't you?"

I smiled wryly and said, "No, I'm not worried. I'm scared to
death."

He held me close and said, "When you get home tonight, come in
and see me. No matter how late it is. Okay?"

I hugged him and gave him a big kiss and thanked him for being so
nice. Then I got up and went to my room. I had just started
working on my homework when my mother got home. She came in to
see how I was doing before she went to her room to undress. I
told her that I was scared, but I had to get my homework done
before Larry got home. I didn't know what time we were going out
or what time we would be home. She came over to where I was
sitting at my desk and gave me a kiss on the forehead and told me
again how sorry she was. She looked so sad that I felt like I
should be comforting her. I just didn't have the time right now.


I just managed to finish my homework by the time supper was
ready. Since we were going out this evening Larry wanted to hear
about my day while we ate dinner. I told him what he wanted to
hear. I went into a lot of detail when I got to the part about
Lou's young sister. I emphasized her age in the hope that he
would say something to the boys about her being too young.

I saw that he knew what point I was trying to make. But he just
smiled. When I had finished he said, "She is too young. But since
she isn't a virgin and since she has asked for the lesson, what
the hell. I don't give a shit."

I guess I should have expected that from him. After we ate Larry
said that we would be leaving at eight. I was to be showered and
ready and he would come to my room and pick out what I was to
wear before we left. Then he made me stand and he checked me for
my hymen. I found the entire, coldblooded process demeaning. I
stood by his chair and spread my legs and he checked to see if my
pussy was damp. 

It always was. In the five days that he had been doing this I had
either been receiving a lot of physical stimulation before he
checked me or, like tonight, I had just spent half an hour or so
telling him about my day of sexual humiliation and abuse.

He slid his finger inside me until he felt my hymen. Then he
pulled it back and began to stimulate my clit with his thumb. He
did it just long enough to get my body to respond. Then he
stopped.

He and the boys got up then. Larry and Chase and Kevin went out
by the pool. Brad went back upstairs. He apparently had a paper
due that he had put off until the last minute. I guess that was
why he had acted the way that he had when I went to his room for
his afternoon blowjob.

Mom and I cleaned up the kitchen and I went to my room and took a
shower. When I was ready to go out I checked my email. I hadn't
done that since I moved in here. Since I had not had my own
computer before I only checked it occasionally before. When I
could get to the library and when I thought about it. I hardly
ever got a real email since I saw my friends every day at my old
school and most of what I did get was spam.

This time though, I was surprised to find that I had email from a
couple of my friends from my old school. I felt guilty. I had
been so wrapped up in what was happening to me since we moved
that I had hardly thought about my old life or my old friends. 

I answered their emails, but I had to be evasive and it made me
uncomfortable. I couldn't tell anyone what my life was like now.
Two of my friends wanted me to call them so we could arrange to
get together on a weekend. I would have to ask Larry before I
could commit to that.

Kevin came into my room just then. He walked over and stood
behind me and put his arms around me and kissed my shoulder. He
said, "I just wanted to see how you were doing."

I closed up my email program and shut off my computer and leaned
back into him and said, "So far so good."

Kevin said, "I'm going to my room now. Remember what I said. I
want to see you when you get home tonight, no matter how late it
is. Okay?"

I nodded and he kissed me and went to his room.

It wasn't much longer before Larry came in. I had expected him to
select whichever he thought was the sluttiest of the outfits that
he had bought for me. So I was surprised when not only did he
select the most demure of my slutty outfits but he even selected
one of my old bra and panty sets that he had let me keep when he
moved us in with him.

He watched me dress and even as nervous as I was I was amused
when I noticed that it felt funny wearing underwear after going a
week without any. The bra felt especially constricting. The first
few days without it had been hard, but now, putting it back on
felt even worse. I put on a pair of thigh high hose and then the
longest of my short skirts and the least sheer of my blouses. He
told me to put on some shoes and he went to pick out what my
mother would be wearing. 

I sat down and put my shoes on and then I just remained there
until Larry came back with my mother and we left. I sat in the
back with Chase, but he had been ordered to leave me alone so I
stared out the window and worried about what would happen to me
tonight. 

We finally arrived at the strip joint. It wasn't even one of the
classy places you see sometimes, the gentlemen's club type. It
looked like a real dive. We got out of the car and we could hear
the loud music coming from inside. As we followed Larry inside we
passed by dozens of pictures of scantily clad or naked young
women. Larry opened the door and the loud music hit us full on. I
didn't know how they could stand it! 

We stopped just inside the door and it was pretty much like I had
imagined it would be. The place was full of rowdy men. Most of
them were watching a woman dancing nude on a small stage. Quite a
few had seen us enter and had turned to look us over when we
walked in. Now they were staring at us in amusement. We must have
looked like a typical family of four who were out to see a Disney
movie and got lost. Larry spotted his friends from Sweet Nothings
at a table near the stage and we walked through the crowd and
joined them. 

When we got to the table Chase and mom and I sat down with Kara,
Jo and Glenn. Larry and Paul went into an office in the back of
the large main room. I couldn't help staring at the woman dancing
naked on stage. Men kept coming up to the stage and running their
hands up the woman's legs and stuffing money into her pussy. Each
time it happened she smiled at the man and the others in the
audience cheered him on. 

The man would walk back to his seat and the dancer would pull the
money from her pussy and straighten it out and sniff it with a
theatrical smile and then toss it on the floor. It was really
disgusting. I wanted to stop looking but I couldn't help staring
at her and wondering what was going through her head while she
danced naked in front of a hundred men. 

She wasn't bad looking, but nothing special. Despite the fact
that she danced for a living she had a little bit of flab and
there was cellulite on her thighs and her butt. She looked like
she was only in her early twenties, but she looked kind of rough.
You wouldn't want to pick a fight with her. 

The music finally stopped and she got a round of applause. They
started playing some quieter music and the woman went around the
stage and with her ass to the audience she bent over and picked
up the bills that she had dropped there. When the money had been
collected she grabbed the small items of clothing she had taken
off for their amusement and walked calmly backstage.

A few minutes later she came out a side door in a tiny, sheer
g-string and started going around to the tables. She collected a
few more tips and got felt up a lot more and then she sat at one
of the tables and the guys there bought her a drink.

I finally looked away and saw that Jo and Kara had been watching
my mother and me as we watched the stripper. Jo leaned close and
said, "It isn't so bad. In fact, some of us really enjoy it. Paul
makes Kara and I do it often and we give the money we make to the
strippers. We are both exhibitionist though." She looked at me
and added, "And neither of us is sixteen."

There was a pause and she asked, "Do you know what they have
planned for you?"

Mom and I both shook our heads. 

Kara said, "I heard some of it when they were talking it over
with the two cops who keep their eye on the place. All four of us
are going to come out on stage and Jo and I are going to lead you
out on leashes. We are going to undress you and make you put on a
mother and daughter show. I understand that Larry has made you do
that at home?"

We nodded. I could see that mom was having as much trouble with
this as I was.

Kara said, "That was all I heard. I don't know what else they
have in mind."

I suddenly shivered, probably from a mix of fear and revulsion.
Jo leaned over and said, "It isn't so bad honey. If you put
yourself in the right frame of mind it's kind of fun."

I just looked at her like she was crazy. She turned to Kara and
they both shrugged and went back to sipping their drinks. I could
have used one of those drinks right now. A little alcohol might
help with the terror I was feeling.

Larry came back to the table and collected the four females.
Glenn and Chase were left at the table as we followed Larry back
to the small office in the back. 

As we made our way through the crowd we attracted a lot of
attention. Mom and I got a lot of curious stares but Jo and
especially Kara seemed to know a lot of the men and they had to
stop several times and say hello and get groped and they even
kissed a few of the men. They seemed to really enjoy the
attention though. 

We entered the small dingy office in the back and met the
manager, Dave. He was a heavyset older man with a mean look on
his face. He looked at us, my mother and I, appraisingly and said
to Larry and Paul, "You know we should be doing this in the
private theater in the back. We are taking a chance putting that
girl up on stage."

Larry said, "The guys will love it, and you got the okay from
your two pet cops. I'm sure that there won't be any problems."

The manager looked us up and down for a moment longer and said,
"Okay, tell them what they are going to do."

Larry laid out the whole plan for us this evening. It started out
the way that Kara had told us. We would be led out on stage and
Kara and Jo would take our clothes off. When we were naked we
would be made to have sex right there on stage and then they were
going to make us have sex with someone from the audience. I
glanced at Larry and he said, "Don't worry Sara. You aren't going
to get fucked."

He didn't make that same assurance to my mom.

He said that after the show we would be taken back stage and then
led out among the tables and the men would be permitted to meet
us, touch us and tip us if they wished. The money was of no
consequence since it would be split up between the other girls
that worked there.

Paul told Kara to take us back stage and we left the men in the
office and followed Kara and Jo back through the crowded room.

When we got backstage there was no one in the dressing room. Kara
looked around and found two large black leather collars with
chain leashes attached. They put the collars on my mother and me
and then they took off all of their clothes.

We stood by the stage door until they heard the music stop and we
were led out on stage. As soon as the men saw Kara and Jo they
started cheering loudly and whistling and clapping. There were
all sorts of obscene comments being yelled up at us. 

Kara stepped forward and got the men to settle down and when they
had gotten quiet enough she said, "Gentlemen, we have a new show
for you tonight." 

There was another loud round of cheering and catcalls and when
they settled down Kara said, "Tonight we have a couple of new
girls to amuse you. They are a mother and daughter, Karen and
Sara. The daughter is a sixteen year old virgin." 

There was a moment of something like stunned silence and then the
crowd went wild. When they quieted down again Kara continued,
"Neither woman has ever undressed in public before, and neither
one has ever been in a strip club before. I should add that, like
Jo and I, they are slaves, and like Jo and I when we first came
here, they are not doing this of their own free will. They are
scared and embarrassed and they may or may not get turned on, but
they are going to hate everything that happens to them tonight. I
know a lot of you get a kick out of that."

I didn't bother to correct her introduction. Mom and I had both
been forced to undress in public at Jo's store when we tried on
clothes. I guess that doesn't count.

There was another round of loud cheers and Kara finished up
saying, "After the show we will bring them around to your tables
and introduce them so save your tips until after the show."

There was another loud round of cheering and then some quiet jazz
started playing. My mom and I were turned to face each other and
Kara stood behind me and Jo behind my mother. They began to run
their hands over us, caressing our breasts and lightly touching
our bodies. It was all very sensual.

I saw my mother close her eyes but Kara said, "Keep your eyes
open Karen. This is a very visual show. You don't want to miss
any of it."

I am pretty sure that she was wrong. I imagine that the idea of
watching her daughter being undressed and molested by some woman
for the amusement of a large group of men was not something that
she wanted to see. She knew better than to disobey though.

All too soon the fingers that were caressing us began to unbutton
our blouses. They took their time, purposefully drawing it out. I
watched the fingers unbuttoning my mother's blouse and then
pulling it free from her skirt. At the same time the same thing
was happening to me. It was a little like seeing myself undressed
in public. I didn't want to watch, but there was nowhere else to
look.

My blouse was pulled off and dropped on the floor out of the way.
Kara caressed me again for a moment and I watched Jo doing the
same thing to my mother. Then our skirts were removed and dropped
on top of our blouses.

There were men gathering closer to get a better view. I could see
them out of the corner of my eye but I tried to ignore them and
the cheers as our flesh was being uncovered for their amusement.

Kara and Jo drew it out, caressing us for a long time before they
removed our bras and dropped them. Their hands began to move over
our naked breasts and tease our nipples and even as scared as I
was I had to admit that it felt pretty good. She was very good at
this. I could see that my mom was reacting to Jo's touch too. 

They caressed us and played with our tits and I felt Kara's
breasts against my back and her belly as she rubbed herself
against my butt. The crowd was getting impatient though and
finally our panties were slowly and sensually removed, leaving us
naked and exposed. 

As scared as I was, as horrible as I thought this whole show was,
I had to admit that there was something exciting about being
undressed in front of a large group of cheering, whistling,
catcalling men. If anyone had told me that I would feel that way
I would have been certain that they were insane. Hell, I still
hated having to go around naked at home where the boys could see
me. It certainly didn't turn me on. But for some reason I was
feeling very excited right now. I was still scared, but I was
excited. 

Once we were naked we were turned so that we faced the audience,
some of them standing less than two feet away from where we now
stood naked. Kara and Jo continued to explore our bodies for the
entertainment of the men for several minutes and then they turned
us back to face each other and gently but firmly pushed us
together.

Kara ordered us to begin kissing and touching like lovers and
then she and Jo stepped back and my mother and I performed for
them the way we had been made to perform for Larry and his boys.
We kissed and touched and our breasts touched and we rubbed our
pussies together and the crowd went nuts. I had been getting
turned on while being undressed and touched by Kara. That all
went away now. I wanted nothing more than to run screaming from
this stage. I was struggling to keep from crying as my mother and
I humiliated ourselves in front of all these men.

I saw Jo step back and spread a blanket out on the floor. It was
just far enough away from the front of the stage that the men
would not be able to touch us. 

My mother was pulled away from me and positioned on her back on
the blanket. Jo took hold of my leash again and I was made to
kneel with my face over my mother's but facing the other way. Jo
ordered us to kiss some more and after a moment or two I was
ordered to kiss my way down my mother's body. 

As I did my mother was under me kissing and licking my body. I
was held in place when I reached my mother's breasts and I kissed
and licked and sucked them for a few minutes before I was allowed
to continue until I was finally in the ideal position for a
sixty-nine with my mother. 

I was shocked when I looked down and saw how wet my mother was. I
knew she hated this, the show that we were putting on and the
fact that her young daughter was a part of it. I knew that it was
a purely physiological reaction. I hadn't expected it though. 

I began to lick her pussy and mom began to do the same to me and
as her tongue moved through my slit for the first time that night
I realized that I was probably just as wet as she was. The
sensations were immediate. I had been sure that I would not feel
this way, not up here on this stage in front of all of these
horny old men. So I was horrified when I started having orgasms.
Not an orgasm, I was having orgasm after orgasm and my mother's
hands on the cheeks of my butt were the only thing keeping me
from thrashing around like a crazy woman.

I probably would have been more embarrassed if mom was not
matching me orgasm for orgasm. When I realized it, it made things
even worse. Soon we were rolling around on the blanket and
licking and screaming and even biting and the crowd was going as
wild as we were.

I don't know how many orgasms I had or how long the show lasted.
I didn't pass out, but after a while everything was cloaked in a
sort of red haze and I didn't know what was going on around me. 

Jo and Kara finally separated us and pulled us to our feet. The
cheers from the audience were so loud the floor shook. It went on
and on for a long time and I thought that the show was over. I
was wrong though, there was more. 

From off to the side I saw one of the strippers leading Chase up
on stage. He was looking just as cocky as always, the crowd
didn't seem to bother him in the least. He was brought over to
the center of the stage and introduced as our sixteen year old
stepson and stepbrother and then the stripper began to undress
him. 

When Chase was naked he came over and stood in front of us and
mom and I were pulled to our knees by our leashes. We were then
made to take turns sucking on Chase's cock until it was hard.
Once he was hard we both were given an opportunity to demonstrate
our deepthroat skills for the audience. 

Chase stopped us though, before he could cum. He stepped back and
moved around behind mom and finished by fucking her in front of
the audience. He didn't last very long. Once he had cum I was
made to suck his cock clean and as he stood back and dressed I
was forced to eat my mother's pussy clean.

There was still one last perverse act though. Jo and Kara
stretched out on the blanket and my mother and I ate them both to
orgasms with our bodies close enough to the front of the stage
that men began to run their hands over us while we satisfied the
women.

Several times I felt fingers dipping roughly into my pussy and I
was afraid that I was about to be deflowered on some oaf's
finger. I heard men being warned though and after Kara came and I
straightened up I saw Larry standing near the edge of the stage
warning the men not to tear my hymen. They were welcome to
explore, but not damage the merchandise.

After Kara and Jo were satisfied they stood up and with all four
of us wearing nothing but thigh highs we were led around to every
table by the leashes they held. At each table men would look at
us, touch us, some pulled us into their laps and kissed us or
sucked on our tits. We were groped and molested roughly for more
than an hour. 

At each table, after the men there molested us they stuck money
into the tops of our stockings and as we were led to the next
table Kara and Jo took the money. I noticed that there were some
pretty large bills in the tip money and it was turning into a
couple of pretty large handfuls.

When we had been to every table we were led down a long hallway
behind the stage. We stopped outside of a door and Kara said,
"The two cops that keep this place safe and keep it from being
raided are inside this room. They have to be satisfied as a part
of their pay. They know not to bust your cherry honey, but one of
them is a real ass man and you will probably get fucked in your
ass. The night is almost over, so just hang in there."

Jo opened the door and they pushed us inside and the two cops
stood there leering at us. I heard the door shut behind us and
the cops were all over us. They were large men who had really let
themselves go. They had big beer bellies, double chins and fat
sweaty hands that were all over us. They passed us back and forth
between them, each taking a turn with my mother and me. They
kissed us and groped us and were rougher than anyone out front
had been. 

The one that finally ended up with me held me tight against his
body and said, "It really sucks that you are a virgin kid. This
is the first time in a long time that I felt like fucking a
girl's pussy more than her asshole. But I'm sure your ass is
going to feel just fine."

Both men undressed and we were soon on our knees sucking their
cocks. They didn't cum in our mouths though. Mom was bent over a
daybed in front of a big mirror and her cop fucked her from
behind. I was bent over a table and I felt the cop stick a
greased up finger inside of my butt. I jumped at his touch but I
didn't object. He didn't stretch me out the way Larry had though.
He just greased me up and put more grease on his cock and then he
forced it roughly inside of me. 

I cried out in pain as he forced his cock deeper and deeper
inside me. He didn't give me a moment to adjust either. He just
kept driving it deeper. I begged him to take it easy a couple of
times but I was panting so hard from the pain and the pressure
that I couldn't talk much.

I was crying and panting as he raped my ass. I was sure that he
was tearing me. I doubt if he lasted very long. It just seemed
like a very long time. When he had finished pounding into me he
collapsed on top of me for a moment and I could feel his fat,
sweaty flesh rubbing on my back. It really felt gross. 

He was panting in my ear and telling me what a good fuck I was
and his hands were reaching around and grabbing my tits. I felt
like throwing up.

Finally he straightened up and pulled me around and pushed me to
my knees. He made me clean his cock and I could see my mother
performing the same service for the cop that had just raped her.

We stood by the door while the cops dressed and when they left
the manager came in and said, "Just one more cock ladies, and
then you can get dressed and go home."

He took my hand and pulled me across the room and sat on the
daybed. I knew what he wanted. I dropped down and helped him
unfasten his pants. I pulled out his large, ugly, very hard cock
and sucked it the way I was supposed to while my mother sat down
beside him and he groped her and kissed her roughly.

He lasted a long time. I guess he was pretty jaded from managing
a strip joint. My jaw had finally had enough by the time he
filled my mouth with his very bitter cum. As soon as he came he
stood up and put his pants back in place and led us out of the
room. He pulled us back to the dressing room and took our collars
off. Then he sent us out on stage and told us to dress slowly and
then we could return to our table. 

We stepped out on stage and moved to where our clothing was piled
on the floor. There were some cheers from the men as we stepped
out on stage but they soon quieted down when they saw that we
were just getting dressed. 

It felt really strange, even after all that we had just been
through, to stand there in front of all of these men and dress.
It probably sounds silly, but it seemed like a terrible invasion
of my privacy. Once we were dressed we walked off the stage using
the small stairs on the side of the stage and went to the table
where everyone was waiting. We sat down and mom and I held hands
and waited for Larry to take us home. 

Larry and Paul both told us that we had put on an excellent show
and that we had made almost fifteen hundred dollars for the
dancers. I didn't really give a shit about the dancers. I just
wanted to get the hell out of here.

Larry finally finished his drink and said goodbye to his friends.
He stood up and we followed him out of the club. My mother and I
were groped freely as we passed among the tightly packed tables.
We just ignored the men and kept walking.

When we got to the car Larry tossed the keys to Chase and said,
"You drive boy. I have a hard on that just won't go away." 

Larry pulled me into the back seat with him and Chase drove home
as I sucked Larry off in the back seat. He came twice before we
got home.

When we got in the house I got a glass of juice to take the taste
of cum and pussy out of my mouth. I gulped it down and then
rushed to my room to take a hot shower and brush my teeth.

It wasn't quite midnight and I was sure that Kevin would be
asleep but I went to his door and looked in. I thought he was
asleep and I started to go back to my room when he whispered,
"Sara? Come in."

When he spoke I realized that I was so happy that he was awake
that I felt like crying. I rushed inside and crawled on top of
his bed and hugged him so tight. He held me close and then I did
cry. Not loud, just quietly, but he knew it. 

We lay like that for a long time and it felt so good. He didn't
say any of those dumb things that people say like, "It'll be
okay" or anything stupid like that. He just held me and
whispered, "I'm so sorry Sara."

I knew that he meant it. I could hear it in his voice. He really
did feel bad about what the rest of his family was doing. Just
knowing that seemed to help. 

After I had calmed down he asked, "Would it help to talk about
it?"

I didn't even have to think about that. "No Kevin, I don't even
want to think about it. I'm sure you'll hear all about it
tomorrow."

He said, "I don't want to hear about it." I thought that he must
be curious. I would have been curious. I realized that he didn't
want to embarrass me any more than I already was. He is just such
a sweet kid. 

We stayed like that, just holding each other for a long time. It
was after one in the morning when I finally sat up. I ran my
fingers lightly over his cute face and said, "Thank you Kevin.
Thank you for being so sweet. Would you like a blowjob before I
go to bed?"

He shook his head and said goodnight.

I started to get up but then I asked, "What if I want to give you
one? Would you mind?"

I saw that he was trying to decide what the right thing to say
was. I smiled and said, "It's okay Kevin. I like doing it with
you. It's okay to want me."

He smiled and said, "I can't help it Sara. You are just so damned
sexy."

I kissed him and then I pulled his covers off and pulled his
pajama bottoms down. I made love to his cock and when he came it
was like it took away all the others tonight. I swallowed and
then I kissed his cock softly for a few minutes. 

He was almost asleep when I covered him up and went to bed.

I didn't even brush my teeth. I enjoyed the taste of Kevin's cum
in my mouth as I lay in bed in the dark and struggled to forget
about this entire horrible evening. I guess I finally got to
sleep, because the next thing I knew Kevin was shaking me and
telling me it was time to get up. I had forgotten to set my alarm
again.

I got up and took a quick shower just to wake up. Then I brushed
my teeth and went downstairs. By the time I got there Chase and
Brad had finished breakfast. I didn't feel like eating but I
figured that if I had a bowl of cereal they wouldn't have time to
make me suck them off before we had to leave.

While I ate, Chase told Brad about my debut as a stripper and
sexual performer. It was obvious that he had loved the show. Brad
listened eagerly. Kevin looked embarrassed and he seemed glad
when he had to leave to catch his buss. I winked at him as he
left to catch the school bus. We were careful not to show
affection in front of his father or brothers. We knew
instinctively that they would make it something dirty and make
things harder on both of us.

He smiled and went out to catch his bus. I put my cereal bowl in
the sink and we got ready to leave for school. It turned out that
I hadn't done anything but delay the inevitable. Brad got in back
with me and I was pushed to the floor before the car was started.
I sucked him off until just after we left Red's house and then I
moved over and started sucking off Red while Chase told him about
my evening as a stripper. Red came as we were parking and I sat
up and waited for the car to come to a stop so that I could get
away from them.

As soon as they let me I began walking through the throng of kids
towards the school. As soon as the crowd swallowed me up Pete
came up out of nowhere. He didn't touch me this time. He just
walked beside me and told me how nice my ass was and how much he
wanted to fuck me. 

I ignored him and kept walking and he kept talking. The things he
said were getting nastier and he sounded like he was mad at me,
like he hated me for making him horny. I was glad there were so
many kids around and he couldn't do anything. I knew that I had
better make sure I was never alone with this asshole.

The bell rang and the day started. It actually wasn't quite as
bad as it had been. Chase had been so caught up in telling Red
about last night that he had forgotten to order me to unbutton
any buttons on my dress. I was still pretty much exposed,
especially when I sat down. But it could have been worse. It
usually was.

I started getting homework assignments back from my teachers and
I could see that they were amazed. I guess that they had not
expected me to be much of a student because of the way I was
dressed. They probably assumed that any girl that dressed the way
that I did didn't have a brain in her head. I had also taken a
couple of pop quizzes and aced them. Maybe I would be allowed to
take part in the classes before long if I kept that up. So far
all of the teachers seemed to shun me. They didn't look at me or
talk to me during class. I hadn't raised my hand for anything,
but I had the feeling that if I did they wouldn't see it.

I was feeling pretty good about myself as I headed out to the
schoolyard at lunch time to be humiliated by Chase and his
friends. Unfortunately I didn't pay any attention to what was
going on around me. Just as I was passing an empty classroom I
was grabbed from behind and pulled inside. I struggled but
whoever had grabbed me was big and strong and he had one hand
over my mouth. It had happened in the blink of an eye and now I
was helpless. I'm not sure that anyone even noticed.

As soon as we were inside the empty classroom someone shut the
door and I heard it being locked. The sound of that door locking
was incredibly loud. 

I was set down on my feet again and quickly turned around to face
my captor. It was Pete and he had a furious look on his face. I
don't know why he was so mad. He put his face right down in mine
and said, "Go ahead, I dare you to call for help." 

I didn't need to be dared. I had every intention of screaming my
head off. I took a deep breath but before I could make a sound he
slapped my face so hard I was seeing stars. I fell to the floor
and he pulled me back up by my hair. He ordered one of the half
dozen other boys in the room to hold me and keep me quiet. 

Someone stepped up behind me and held me with one hand over my
mouth and the other around my waist. As soon as I was under
control Pete began taking his pants off. I was screaming into the
hand over my mouth and trying to shake free but I was totally
helpless.

Once Pete had taken his pants and his underwear off he stepped
closer and told the guy holding me to let me go. I opened my
mouth to scream again and as soon as I did Pete shoved his sweaty
underwear into my mouth. He wedged more and more of it in until I
could hardly breathe. Then he had two of his friends hold my arms
while he unbuttoned my dress. 

Once they had my dress off they bent me backwards over a desk and
Pete leaned down and licked my pussy a couple of times. When he
was satisfied that I was wet enough to fuck he stood up and
rammed his cock into me in one violent stroke. I screamed and
tensed up and the boys standing around watching eagerly cheered
him on as he fucked me brutally.

I was dizzy with the pain but I was aware enough to realize that
the stupid son of a bitch didn't even realize that he had just
taken by virginity.  He kept slamming into me so hard that each
violent stroke almost drove the breath out of me. This was much
worse than when that cop raped my ass last night! 

When he finally pulled his cock free after raping me he looked
down and said, "I'll be a son of a bitch! The fucking cunt was a
god damned virgin!"

There were choruses of, "No shit!" and "No way!" and then the
next boy took his turn. They apparently didn't particularly care
that I was a virgin. It was just amusing I guess. 

The second boy wasn't quite as violent as Pete had been. But he
certainly wasn't gentle. He slammed his cock into my very sore
pussy and I screamed into the nasty underwear stuffed into my
mouth. He suspended himself over me with his face inches from my
own and stared into my eyes as he raped me. Every once in a while
he would lean down and stick his tongue out and lap up my tears
like a fucking dog. Then he would giggle and tell the others how
good I tasted. 

I lay under him just waiting for it to be over. I would have
promised them that I wouldn't scream if they would just take that
nasty underwear out of my mouth. I was having trouble breathing.
It didn't help that I was crying so hard. Every time he drove his
cock into me I grunted loudly. The two boys that were holding my
arms thought that was amusing and they began mimicking my grunts
of pain. The others thought that was very amusing. While he was
fucking me the two boys holding my arms noticed that I wasn't
struggling any longer. They didn't let me go, but they began to
hold me down with one hand and they each grabbed one of my tits
with the other and pulled and squeezed them cruelly.

After my second rapist finally came and got up the third took his
place immediately. This one seemed to think that I should be
helping out. He started fucking me just as brutally as the first
two, but after a minute or two he kept saying, "Come on bitch,
move your ass. You've been strutting that cunt around school
since you got here. Come on, use it! Fuck me bitch!" 

When I didn't move he put one of his hands over my tit and
started squeezing hard. Very hard! I screamed into the gag in my
mouth and he just smiled and said, "Well, at least we know she
ain't dead!"

I still wasn't fucking him back though and he seemed to be
getting pissed. He still gripped my breast roughly but he started
spitting in my face while he fucked me. He only did it twice
though. Apparently a few of the guys that hadn't had their turn
yet didn't appreciate it.

After he tensed up and then shot yet another load of cum into my
pussy he smiled down at me and said, "Next time we'll take you
somewhere private and take our time bitch. There's lots of shit
I'd like to do to your sweet ass."

When he finally got off of me the next one stepped up and said to
the boys holding my arms, "Flip the cunt over guys. I want to
fuck her like the bitch she is!"

The boys holding my hands turned me over roughly and now I was
bent over the desk on my stomach. I was afraid that he was going
to fuck my ass but he just wanted to fuck my pussy from the rear.
I hadn't seen his cock, but either I was getting numb or his cock
was kind of small. I hardly felt his cock in me. I felt his belly
pounding into my ass and as he fucked me he slapped my ass, hard.
He was hitting me so hard that I started struggling and Pete
warned him to tone it down. He was making too much noise.

Once he came and backed away the next one stepped up and I found
out that the last one had indeed had a small cock and that I was
not numb from all the boys that had raped me. As soon as this
next rapist's very large cock started to enter me I screamed in
pain again. I wasn't sure if he was abnormally large or I was
just reaching the limits of my endurance. I really wished that I
could pass out. I couldn't stand it anymore. But my wonderfully
bad luck continued unabated. I never lost consciousness.

There were seven of them all together. They each raped me, one
right after the other. They finally finished with me just before
the bell rang. They released me and Pete yanked his underwear out
of my mouth and I struggled back into my dress without saying a
word. With tears in my eyes so thick that I couldn't see I ran
out of the room intending to rush to the girl's room and get
cleaned up.

I didn't get there. I ran right into Chase who was upset that I
had not joined him and his friends outside. He grabbed me and as
soon as he saw my face he didn't need to ask what the problem
was. He saw Pete coming out of the room behind me and he charged
into him. 

The next thing I knew there were teachers and security guards and
the principal and the coaches and it seemed like every adult male
in the school was there pulling the fighting boys apart and
herding everyone into the principal's office. 

They separated everyone and the cops were there before they could
bring me a glass of water. I gave a statement to the cops. It
only mentioned Peter and his accomplices. I didn't mention that I
was a sex slave. I was being treated well and getting a lot of
sympathy but almost everyone had that look in their eyes that
said any girl that dressed this way was asking for it.

They took me to the hospital and as soon as I got there the
nurses undressed me. They kept my dress which was soaked in
semen. It was going to be evidence. They also removed all of the
semen from my thighs and a large amount from my vagina. A doctor
examined me and noted that I had been a virgin and assured me
that except for the loss of my hymen I was going to be fine.
Despite the violence of the attack there had been no other
tearing from the rapes. 

I was given a hospital gown to wear and a female police officer
came to see me and took another, much more detailed and much more
humiliating statement.

I kept telling them that I wanted to go home but they insisted
that I had to stay overnight. I can't imagine why, there was no
reason for it. I was crying a lot, but I wasn't hurt. They put me
in a bed and gave me some pills and I don't remember a whole lot
after that. 

I woke up once and my mother was there. I woke up once and Larry
was there and I remember trying to hit him and trying to scream
at him but not much came out. I remember calling him a few choice
names before I lost consciousness again. I remember Kevin being
there, sitting near my bed and holding my hand. 

Every time I woke up that night Kevin was there holding my hand.
I kept having nightmares and waking up because I was trying to
scream and I couldn't. Then I would see Kevin holding my hand and
I knew I was safe and I went back to sleep.

I finally woke up when the pills wore off. It wasn't light yet,
but I could see the sky outside getting lighter. Kevin was asleep
with his head on my bed and he was still holding my hand. I
wanted to get up and go to the bathroom but I knew that he had
been awake most of the night and I didn't want to wake him. I
waited until I couldn't stand it any longer and I gently pulled
my hand free. 

He lifted his head instantly and the look on his face made me
want to cry. I sat up, I had to be careful, I was still a little
woozy, and I told him I was sorry for waking him up but I had to
go to the bathroom. 

He jumped up and helped me out of bed. I groaned in pain. I felt
like I had been kicked in the stomach. Kevin helped me to the
bathroom and by the time I went to the bathroom and washed my
hands and face I felt a little better. I went back out into my
room and I hugged Kevin so hard I was afraid I was going to hurt
him. 

He held me gently in his arms and leaned down and kissed my nose
and tried to smile but he looked so worried that I really felt
sorry for him. 

I smiled up at my little thirteen year old protector and said,
"It's okay Kevin. I'm alright now. I wanted to go home yesterday
afternoon but they wouldn't let me. I'm fine, just a little
sore."

He helped me back to bed, even though I insisted I didn't need
help. He covered me up and sat back down in his chair by my
bedside. We were both wide awake now so he caught me up to date.


Pete and his six buddies were in juvenile detention while they
decided whether or not to try them as adults. Larry had told his
three sons that they no longer had permission to have sex with
anyone, least of all me or my mother. My mom had been left in
charge of the house and the boys and he had left someone else in
charge at work. Then he had gone off for a few days. He
apparently realized the extent of his guilt in what had happened
to me and felt very bad about it. 

Kevin said that Mom's first job, when I was up to it, was to take
me to the mall and buy me a new wardrobe. 

That was all that Kevin could tell me because he had spent the
night with me.

The nurse came in when she saw me sitting up and I asked her when
I could go home. She told me that I had to talk to the doctor
before I could leave and he would be in by the end of the hour,
he was just starting his rounds. She told me that Kevin had spent
the night in my room and nearly came to blows with anyone that
tried to get him to leave. 

I smiled and said, "Yeah, Kevin always looks out for me. He is
the sweetest guy in the world."

She said, "Yes, he must be." She asked if I needed anything and I
said something to wear would be nice. The nurse said that my
mother was bringing me some clothes when she came to get me. She
should be here soon.

My mother showed up about fifteen minutes later with a pair of
jeans, a t-shirt and some underwear and some sandals. She had
stopped at a store and bought me some clothes to wear home. I
think it was obvious how much I appreciated that. She walked
around the bed and gave Kevin a hug and thanked him for looking
out for me. 

He said, "I wish I could have." 

He seemed to be more upset than I was. I sat up in bed and took
both his hands in mine and said, "Kevin, I'm fine. I'm fine and I
love you for who you are and what you have done for me."

He looked very serious and he said, "You aren't all that fine
Sara. You were having terrible nightmares last night."

"That was last night," I said. "Now you are here and my mom is
here and I'm awake and I'm fine."

I tried to take the clothes from my mother then and get dressed
but she said I had to wait for the doctor to release me. 

The doctor came in eventually and he went over my chart. The
doctor and mom made Kevin wait outside and we discussed my period
and decided that he wouldn't recommend the morning after pill for
me because my period was due in a day or two and it shouldn't be
necessary. He told me that I should have my blood tested fairly
regularly over the next few months and I should see my
Gynecologist. If I hadn't already gotten one I was at an age when
I should. He informed me that the boys that had raped me would be
tested for diseases and I would be informed of the results, but
it was a good idea for me to be tested anyway.

He asked me how I felt and I told him that I was still a little
sore but even though I had had some pretty bad nightmares last
night I thought that I was fine. He offered to prescribe a mild
sedative if I thought that I needed it, but we both agreed that
it would be better if I didn't take it. He said that whether I
thought I needed it or not I should see a rape counselor. I
didn't think that was necessary but I didn't say anything. I just
wanted to get out of here.

I thanked him and after he left I went into my bathroom to change
while my mother went downstairs to jump through whatever hoops
would be necessary to get me discharged. Larry had graciously
offered to pay all my expenses even though the school was at
least partially liable. I think that he didn't want the extent of
our relationship to come out but I didn't say anything.

It felt really strange getting dressed in a bra and panties and
jeans and a top that you couldn't see through. In fact, after I
was dressed I took my top back off and removed my bra. It hadn't
even been a week since I had stopped wearing one, but I was so
much more comfortable without it.

I folded it up and put it in my back pocket and then I went out
into my room. Kevin was staring out the window and I went over to
him and stood behind him. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed
the back of his neck and whispered, "Dear sweet Kevin, I'm not a
virgin anymore."

He brought my hands up to his lips and kissed them. He turned
around and held me close and said, "I'm so sorry Sara. I should
have done more. There must have been something that I could have
said or done."

I shut him up with a kiss and then I said, "Stop it. You have
been the one bright spot in my life since this started and I
won't have you feeling guilty. There was nothing that you could
have done that you didn't do. I wasn't whining about losing my
virginity just now. I was pointing out that now we can make love.
I don't know what else is going to happen to me now, but no
matter what it is, we can make love."

He held me for a long time and finally we went down to the main
waiting room where we were to meet mom. We found a couple of
chairs as far away from the damned television that was always on
as possible and sat together. We held hands until mom came out to
get us. Then she drove us went home. 

Brad and Chase were in school. Kevin had refused to leave my room
last night. It was just the three of us in the house. I took
Kevin up and made him lay down for a while and then I had a talk
about the future with mom. She kept trying to apologize and I
finally had to yell at her to stop it. I knew that she wasn't
responsible. 

I found out that mom was feeling guilty for more than the
situation that I had been put in. She also felt guilty because as
strange as it seems she had begun to fall for Larry. He had been
responsible for our very strange relationship and the unusual
family dynamic that existed, but she had enjoyed a lot of her
time with him and she was pretty sure that he felt the same way.
He just had a strange way of showing it. I guess I could
understand that. Even after what had happened to me I still liked
Larry, at least sometimes. There were times that I hated him and
times that I feared him. Right now I wasn't sure how I felt about
him. I wasn't sure how I felt about Brad and Chase either.

I knew that Larry and Chase did what they did because they were
horny teenage boys and they saw an opportunity and took it. For
some reason, even though the person who had been my main
tormentor, especially during the day, had been Chase I was always
a little more leery of Brad. I always had the feeling that he was
enjoying it a little too much and that if Larry weren't holding
him back he might have gotten a little carried away. But I can't
really point to anything and say that because of that one thing I
believe that Brad is any weirder than the rest of them.

Chase, though, despite everything that he did to me over the past
week I can still see him in my mind's eye when I ran out of that
classroom and he realized what had happened. He had not even
hesitated. He had attacked Pete, my much larger assailant, and
his six sycophants without hesitation. And I do mean attacked. It
took three large adults to pull Chase off of Pete and it looked
like he was trying to beat him to death. The look of absolute
fury on his face as he beat Pete with his fists was scary.

So I didn't know how I felt about Chase.

Mom wanted to take me shopping for clothes but I didn't feel like
it right now. I told her that I would rather put it off until
tomorrow if she didn't mind. I just wanted to go lay down for a
while. She told me that whatever I wanted was just fine with
her.

I went up and stood in the door to my large, beautiful bedroom
and stared at my bed for a minute and then I went to Kevin's
room. I went in and closed the door and took my clothes off and
got in bed with him.

He wrapped his arms around me and we both slept for a couple of
hours. I woke up first. He had had a much longer night than I had
last night. When he woke up I was staring at his cute face and
when he saw me he smiled. I leaned down and kissed him and then I
threw the covers back and straddled him. I leaned down and began
kissing him lightly and as we kissed his hands began to move
gently over my body. 

I whispered, "You can't be my first fuck. But this can be the
first time that we make love."

He pulled me down on top of him and held me tight and said, "We
don't have to do this Sara. I know you love me. I don't want you
to think that I am just one more guy that wants to fuck you."

I chuckled and said accusingly, "You don't want to fuck me?!"

He knew I was teasing though. He said, "Hell no! What would I
want with an old broad like you?"

I got serious and said, "Kevin, you are the only guy that didn't
take advantage of me. I know you wouldn't. I have wanted to make
love to you for days. I want you now. So stop playing hard to
get!"

He rolled me off of him and turned and began to touch me and kiss
me all over for a long time. I finally said, "If you don't quit
screwing around and fuck me I'm going to scream. Do you really
want my mother to catch us like this?"

Then we made love. It was a first for both of us and it was
wonderful. I was still a little tender but he was slow and gentle
and the look of love in his eyes could break your heart. It was
even better than I had thought that it would be. It wasn't a
quickie either. It went on and on. He came twice but then just
kept his softening cock inside of me until it got hard again and
I must have had a dozen orgasms by the time he came for a third
time.

Afterwards we lay together and just held each other for a long
time. We got up after a while and went into my room and took a
shower. After we dried off we dressed and went downstairs. Mom
met us in the kitchen and made us a sandwich for lunch. 

While we were eating she just watched us. When we had finished
she went around the kitchen island where we had been eating and
put an arm around both of us and then she turned to me and said,
"I guess I'm going to have to do something about birth control
for you."

I blushed, Kevin did too, but I turned to mom and asked, "Are you
mad?"

She smiled and said, "No, I just don't want you two getting hurt.
It's nice that you are so close, but I would hate to see that
change when you get older and start growing apart."

I looked at Kevin and said, "Mom, we know that what we are doing
is unconventional. We love each other, but it isn't like lovers,
like boyfriend and girlfriend." I looked at Kevin and asked, "You
know that, right?"

Kevin put his hand on mine and smiled and said, "I hope I find a
girl like you Sara, and I hope we will always love each other
like this. But I know we can't be more than what we are now. It
just wouldn't work."

Mom kissed us both and said, "My only advice, not that I am
qualified to give it, is to not let Chase and Brad find out."

We already knew better than that.

We got dressed and went to the mall and I bought some new
clothes. Not a whole new wardrobe, but enough for a week of
school and a few casual outfits. I found myself gravitating
towards sexier clothes. Not like what Larry had picked out, but
much sexier than what I had worn in my old life. Mom looked
skeptical about some of my choices but she didn't say anything.
Kevin seemed to like my choices. 

I also bought a few more pairs of panties, but no bras. Mom tried
to talk me into getting some, even if I didn't wear them. I
didn't want them though and I didn't see the point.

We got home just before Chase and Brad came home and I helped mom
around the house until they got home. Chase had gone to all of my
teachers and gotten assignments from them to keep me up with my
class work. 

He seemed embarrassed and after he went to his room I went in and
we talked. I told him I didn't blame him for anything that had
happened to me. I didn't even blame him for having sex with me
when he had the opportunity. I thanked him for what he did to
Pete and then I kissed him. 

He seemed surprised that I didn't hate him. I thought that I knew
a good way to prove I wasn't mad. I asked him if he could keep a
secret. He nodded and I went over and shut his door and then
knelt in front of him. 

He said, "What are you doing?! Sara! You don't have to do that
anymore."

I smiled and said, "I know. I'm not doing it because I have to
this time. I'm doing it to thank you for nearly killing Pete and
for feeling bad about what happened to me. Maybe you aren't such
a shit after all."

He grinned and said, "Fuck you!" 

I laughed and said, "Maybe, someday. But for now you'll have to
settle for this."

I started struggling with his pants and he finally gave up and
pulled his pants down for me. I sucked him off, taking my time
and I think that this was the first time that I actually wanted
to please him. He lay back on his bed and just enjoyed the
sensations. After he came he supported himself on his elbows and
looked down at me in amazement. 

He shook his head and said, "Why did you do that?"

I shrugged and said, "I'm not really sure. I guess I want to be
friends with you and I wanted to thank you. Maybe it was just my
way of saying that what happened before today doesn't count."

He sat up and leaned down and kissed me and asked, "Does that
mean we can still go skinny dipping?"

I laughed and said, "I wouldn't have it any other way!"

I went to my room and brushed my teeth and sat down at my desk to
look at my assignments. I thought about what I had just done with
Chase and wondered why I had not gone to see Brad. I realized
that there was still something about Brad that I couldn't really
identify that made me nervous.

I didn't go to school the next day, Friday either. The others
did, and mom went to work. I was home alone and I spent most of
my time studying out by the pool in the nude.

Paul came to the door in the early afternoon on Friday and
dropped off a disk. He asked me to give it to Larry. He didn't
seem to have heard about what had happened to me. We talked for a
few minutes and he seemed pretty nice. I realized that I had
hardly talked to him at all the two times I had met him. Maybe he
wasn't such a bad guy. I knew that Jo and Kara loved him.

After he left I closed the front door and stood with my back to
it. I stared at the disk for a few minutes before I went to my
room and watched it. Some of it was just disgusting. But I was
surprised to find that much of it turned me on. My first
inclination when Paul had given it to me was to destroy it. Once
I had watched it though I realized that I couldn't. I thought
about how much the guys, especially Kevin would enjoy seeing it
and I imagined watching it with Kevin's cock in my mouth. I knew
I had to hold onto it. 

We had a quiet day around the house on Saturday and we were all
starting to get worried about Larry. I got caught up on my school
work and spent a little quality time with Kevin. It was a
struggle for us to act normal when the others were around. 

Before we went to bed on Saturday I even snuck back into Chase's
room wearing a set of Baby Dolls just for him. I undressed in
front of him and then I sucked him off again. When I finished he
offered to return the favor but I was still saving my pussy for
Kevin, at least for now. I thanked him for the kind offer and put
my pajamas back on. 

As I was heading for the door he asked, "Are you doing this for
the others?"

I went back over and stood in front of him and looked in his
eyes. Finally I said, "For Kevin. I love Kevin. He comforted me
when I was having a hard time and he cared for me and he worried
about me. But Brad...I don't know about Brad. I don't know if I
trust him. I think sometimes that I am afraid of him. I can't
even say why for sure. I just think that Brad doesn't have the
same limits that other people have."

Chase looked at me and I could see that he was thinking about
what I said. "I don't know, maybe you're right. You may know him
better than I do. The only time we spend together is the ride
back and forth to school and when we eat dinner. We don't do much
together.

I never thought that there was anything strange about him, but I
didn't see him from the same perspective you did. I think he may
be a little wilder than me or Kevin, but I think that was because
he was the in-between kid and he was trying to get dad's
attention. I don't think he's a psycho or anything."

I went to my room and took off the pajamas and went to bed. I was
planning on sneaking back into Kevin's room later but I fell
asleep and I didn't wake up until I heard someone knocking on my
door the next morning.

I got up and went to see who it was and I just opened the door
without thinking about being naked. It really didn't matter
anymore. Not around here.

It was Brad and he looked embarrassed to see me naked. I found
that amusing and I think I invited him in and stayed naked just
to make him uncomfortable. He came in and sat on my bed and tried
to look in my eyes. Finally he said, "Maybe you should put a robe
on or something Sara. I'm trying to do what's right here."

I smiled and said, "It's okay if you look at me Brad. You've seen
it all before."

He blushed and said, "Yeah, I know. But...listen; I just came to
say I'm sorry. I feel bad about the way we treated you. I can't
honestly say that I wouldn't do it all over again. You are hotter
than hell. You are the sexiest girl I ever met. I know what we
did to you was wrong. I knew it when we were doing it. I think
that maybe that was one of the reasons that it was so exciting.
In my defense I can only say that I am a teenage boy and like I
said, Christ you are hot!"

I looked at him, trying to figure out why he was doing this.
Maybe I had misjudged him. I had to ask though, "Did Chase say
anything to you?"

He shook his head and asked, "No, why?"

"Nothing," I said. Maybe this was from the heart. Besides, I knew
that he was right about one thing. He was a teenage boy. I knew
enough about the way boys thought to know that not many boys
would have turned down the opportunity to have sex with me that
their father had presented them with. Even Kevin did it.

I decided that he was being sincere and I smiled at him and said,
"Thank you. I accept your apology. Maybe we can start all over
now."

He smiled and looked very relieved. Then he said, "That would be
great, but you are going to have to stop being naked so much. I
can't stop thinking about sex when you are standing there like
that."

We both stood up and I smiled and said, "Maybe that should be
your punishment. Maybe I'll just drive you crazy for a while."

He got a pained expression and groaned.

I moved closer to him and went up on my tip toes and kissed his
cheek and then I said, "Or maybe every once in a while I can do
something about this." I reached down and wrapped my fingers
around his erection and his eyes popped open.

He said in an urgent whisper, "Sara, don't tease me like that!"

I said, "Oh no, I am going to tease you. The question is, am I
going to make it up to you."

He groaned as I dragged him to my bedroom door and after I pushed
him out into the hallway he turned and said, "I guess I deserve
that."

After he went back into his room I went down to Chase's room. I
walked in, still naked and asked, "Did you talk to Brad after we
talked last night?"

He looked confused and shook his head and I knew that he hadn't.
He didn't know what I was talking about. So maybe Brad's remorse
was genuine.

I went back to my room and took a shower and put on a pair of
shorts and a top and went downstairs and had breakfast. Chase
took mom grocery shopping later and while Kevin was in the pool I
went up and interrupted Brad's homework. 

I went into his room and said, "I have decided that you have
suffered enough." 

He looked up with a hopeful look on his face and I smiled and
went over and knelt at his feet. I looked up at him and said,
"This is going to sound weird Brad, but it is important to me. I
am also having sex with Chase and Kevin. But I don't want you
guys talking about me. I don't even really know why. But the idea
of you doing that bothers me. Can you live with that?"

Brad surprised me. He leaned down and pulled me up and into his
lap. He said, "Sara, you have just had a really bad week. As much
as I like looking down and seeing you between my legs, why don't
we take a break and make sure that you aren't making things worse
for yourself. Maybe you need to be a normal teenage girl for a
while."

I was shocked. Brad was the last one I expected that reaction
from. I put my arm around his neck and said, "That was nicer, and
far more mature than I expected from you Brad. Don't take that
the wrong way, it was a compliment. I don't see why I can't be
normal outside of the house and maybe a little less normal in the
house. I just need to be a little more in control of what happens
to me. I have been pretty upset about some of the things that
happened to me lately, with good reason. But not all of it
bothered me. If you guys had been a little nicer to me I wouldn't
have minded what was happening so much."

Brad smiled and said, "Be honest Sara, if we had been nicer to
you none of that would have happened. All of it happened because
you and your mother weren't given a choice. There is no getting
around that what took place was blackmail and rape. I am a rapist
and I didn't even realize it at first. Not until that night you
spent in the hospital. I never thought of myself as a rapist or
the kind of person that would rape a girl. The more I thought
about what I had done the worse I felt. Maybe I don't deserve you
being nice to me right now."

I hugged him and said, "No, maybe you don't. But what the fuck,
I'm here now and you don't want to hurt my feelings do you?"

He kissed me passionately then. I couldn't remember for sure, but
I am fairly certain that was the first time we had kissed. I felt
something stirring under me and said teasingly, "I think you are
about to give in to my womanly charms."

I slid off of his lap and this time he stood up and helped me
take his pants down. He had no problems with his conscience once
I took his cock in my mouth. 

I had come to realize that I really enjoyed sucking boy's cocks.
I guess the fact that I was pretty good at it and they really
seemed to appreciate it had something to do with that. 

I still wasn't sure why I was doing it, especially not for Chase
and Brad. I wasn't even sure if I was doing it for me or for
them. Until I figured it out though, I saw no problem with doing
it, and enjoying it.

It was too late for breakfast and too early for lunch when we
finally went downstairs. I had a glass of juice and then the
three of us sat out under an umbrella and wondered where Larry
was and what he was doing. Even I was worried about him. It had
been four days since he left.

When Chase and my mother got home we had a light lunch and after
we cleaned up the kitchen mom said, "Maybe we should split up and
drive around town for a while and see if we can spot your dad's
car."

Chase saw how worried she was and asked, "Do you love my dad?"

Mom blushed. She probably was just as conflicted as I was. After
thinking about what she was going to say she finally answered, "I
shouldn't. Not so much because of the way that he treated me. As
embarrassing as it is to admit, I enjoyed some of it. No, that
isn't being honest. I enjoyed a lot of it. It killed me to see
what he did to Sara though. I'll be mad at him for that for a
while. But I don't know how he feels about me. I don't know if he
likes me beyond someone to fuck and humiliate. We had some good
times and your father is an amazing lover when he wants to be,
but I don't know if I will ever be anything but property to him.
I hope that is what he is taking the time to figure out now."

Chase and mom decided that if they hadn't heard from Larry by
three then we would take the cars and split up and see if we
could spot his car somewhere. Maybe out at one of the many motels
near the airport.

He finally came home just before we were going to go looking for
him. He came in looking very serious and said hello to his
family. Then he said, "We have some talking to do. But first,
Sara, would you please come with me for a few minutes?"

He looked worried and a picture flashed in my mind of the last
time I had seen him. I was drugged up in the hospital, but I had
tried to beat on him. 

I got up and we went out the front door and sat on the steps. He
looked pretty sad and I almost felt sorry for him. He was quiet
for a few minutes and then he said, "I have been trying to plan
out what I was going to say. I have a lot to apologize for. I
don't even have an excuse to offer you. I will say that I am more
sorry than I can say for everything that has happened to you and
I know that I am responsible for all of it. I don't expect you to
forgive me, but I am begging you for a chance to make it up to
you. If you and your mother will stay here I promise that you
will have a life that is as much like that of a normal teenage
girl as I can make it. My sons will leave you alone and treat you
with respect and so will I."

"I may have a funny way of showing it, but I have fallen in love
with your mother and you may find it hard to believe but I love
you too. If you will give me the chance I will promise to spend
the next two years until you go away to college making it up to
you, at least as much as it is possible to atone for the terrible
things that I have done."

"I know that you won't want to go back to that school and I have
talked to the school board and gotten permission for you to start
going back to your old school again, being on the Board made that
pretty easy. I have arranged for you to start back on Monday. If
your mother has not already done so we will get you an entire new
wardrobe of the clothing of your choice. I am not going to ask
you to forgive me. All I ask is that you give me a chance to make
it up to you."

I was impressed! I had been thinking a lot about how I felt about
Larry and what he did and what I would want to say to him. I also
thought about what I would want to hear from him. He had said all
of that and more.

I reached over and took his hand and said, "I have already come
to terms with your three boys. We have made up and we are friends
now. Believe it or not, they are friends with benefits."

Larry looked startled and I said, "Yeah, I know. I have to be
honest though. I don't want to let you all the way off the hook
but I enjoyed some of what happened and I don't blame you for all
of it. Not entirely anyway. I appreciate that you feel bad about
what happened and maybe we will be uncomfortable for a day or two
but I think we can work this out. You have to know that I am not
going to stop having sex with your sons. I am going to have more
control over who has sex with me and when and how. And we have
all agreed that we don't want to go back to wearing bathing suits
when we go swimming."

"I appreciate what you did to get me back into my old school," I
continued. "You are right. I could not face those kids again
after the way I dressed when I went there and the gang rape that
they must surely all think I had coming. Have you figured out how
I am going to get back and forth to school now? There isn't even
a bus stop in this part of town."

Larry smiled and stood up. He took my hand and pulled me down the
front path and around to the driveway on the side of the house.
We stopped and he said, "That is a 2008 Corvette convertible. The
color is called Atomic Orange Metallic. If you prefer we can get
you something else or that in a different color. I thought that
you would like it. Your mom tells me that you are a good driver.
Now you have your own car. You will, I hope, have the good sense
not to kill yourself in it because your mother has enough that
she won't be able to forgive me for now."

I actually screamed like a silly girl when what he was saying
finally sank in! I turned around and hugged him and said, "Maybe
I won't have so much trouble forgiving you after all."

Then I got a little more serious. "I really do understand how
this happened. I know enough about guys to know what went through
your mind, all of your minds, and I realize that maybe you aren't
such a bad guy. You are just a guy that had a chance to live out
a male fantasy and took advantage of it. Not even completely a
male fantasy. After talking to Jo and Kara I realize that a lot
of people might enjoy some if not all of what we went through in
the past week. So I may not have completely forgiven you yet, but
I had already gone a long ways towards that, even before I saw
the car."

He hugged me and kissed the top of my head and I said, "I have a
present for you too."

He looked at me curiously and I smiled my best teaser smile and
said, "Paul came by with that disk. I watched it. It's pretty
hot. Maybe we should all sit down in a day or two and watch it
together."

"Are you sure?" he asked. 

I nodded and said, "I think everyone would enjoy it. Now I think
you need to have a long talk with my mom."

He handed me the keys to the car and said, "The paperwork is in
the glove compartment. Please take it easy."

I led him back into the house and into the family room where the
rest of the family was sitting nervously. I kissed him on the
cheek and then I went over and grabbed Kevin's hand and pulled
him outside. When he saw my new car he almost shit! 

I laughed and said, "Come on lover, let's take it for a test
drive."

Things are pretty cool now. We are probably happier than most
families. Sometimes someone gets upset, sometimes there are small
arguments. But mostly we all get along great. The sex is a lot
more fun for all of us now. I am on the pill and I have been
fucking all three boys. Not every night. Not even often. But
sometimes, when I feel like it and they are nice to me. I even
made Larry's dreams come true, with my mother's permission. 

We started wearing clothes around the house at first, but that
didn't last long. We are all a lot happier naked. It requires a
warning phone call whenever anyone is bringing company home but
we think it's worth it.

We waited almost two weeks before we finally watched the movie
from the strip club. We all went to bed exhausted that night. We
have watched it several times since and Larry is planning on
inviting Paul and his three slaves over for dinner and an evening
of debauchery in the next week or two. We all agreed that Chase
and I should not be going to anymore strip clubs. Larry, I mean
dad and mom are thinking about going back though. The boys and I
are looking forward to seeing the next movie.

Now I get to spend more time with my girlfriends from my old
school again. The rape got reported in the local news but so far
nobody at my old school knows that I was the girl that got raped.
I'm hoping that the boys all plead guilty and there is no need
for a public trial. The prosecutor talked to me and I told him
that I would rather that they got some sort of deal so that I
would not have to testify, but that I would testify if he needed
me to.

I was always pretty popular at my old school. But I have to tell
you, when the kids saw my new car I was like the queen of the
school. But I'm lucky enough to have close friends that keep
putting me down. It keeps my head from getting too big.

I have begun inviting my friends over to my house now too.
Sometimes for an afternoon in the pool and a couple of times I
invited my closest friend Cathy over for a sleepover. Cathy isn't
like the other girls. She is a bit on the wild side, maybe more
than a bit. I guess every girl needs a close friend to confide
her secrets to and Cathy is that someone for me. 

The first secret I told her was about the rape. Everyone had
heard about it of course. I almost had to laugh out loud when I
told her I was the victim and started giving her details. Because
she wasn't shocked or even sympathetic, she was jealous. She
wanted to hear every detail. It was a turn on for her, but it was
kind of like therapy for me. After we had talked it to death I
was finally able to get totally over it. I wouldn't realize it
until later, but that was when the nightmares stopped.

That wasn't the end of the secrets I shared with her though. Not
even close. She almost had an orgasm when I told her that the
whole family never wore clothes except when we had company. She
couldn't get the image of being naked in front of a man and three
teenage boys out of her mind. I felt myself getting closer to
Cathy by the minute.

I am not sure that she didn't have an orgasm when I told her that
I was having sex with all four of them. She wanted in on the
action immediately. She really had the hots for Chase.

I didn't think Chase would have a problem with that so I took her
to his room that evening and stood her in front of him at his
desk. He was just screwing around on the computer, his homework
was done. I joked with him about downloading porn but he just
laughed and said, "When you have a mind as dirty as mine you
don't need porn sis."

I stood behind Cathy and as I reached around her and started
taking her clothes off I asked, "Does that mean that you would
rather I stopped undressing my best friend for you?"

His jaw dropped so far so fast that I was afraid that he would
hurt himself. I took my time and teased the hell out of both of
them. Once she was naked I stood behind her and kissed the back
of her neck and her shoulders and I reached around and teased her
very sexy boobs while Chase just stared, totally unable to
believe that this was happening to him. 

I think that Cathy was more than a little surprised too. Our
relationship had never been anything but just close friends. I
had never even seen her naked before. I was as impressed as Chase
was!

I got Cathy primed almost to the point of orgasm and she groaned
when I stopped. I went around her and pulled Chase to his feet
and said, "What the hell is wrong with you? You didn't turn gay
on me did you?!"

Cathy and I worked together to undress him and we led him to his
bed. Instead of leaving them alone, or even helping Cathy with
Chase, I pushed her down onto her back and left Chase standing
and let him watch. I said, "Let me make sure she is warmed up for
you."

I kissed her tentatively on the lips and I was relieved when she
had no reservations at all. She grabbed me and held me close and
kissed me passionately while I moved my hands over her body
again. After a few minutes I broke the kiss and began kissing and
licking my way down her body. When I got to her hot, wet pussy
she went crazy. She made some kind of wild animal noise and then
she nearly screamed and then she said, "Oh god Sara! No one has
ever done that for me before. OH FUCK!!"

Chase was staring down at us like he was stupid and I finally
said, "What the fuck are you waiting for?!"

He smiled and said, "Are you fucking kidding?! I could watch this
all day!"

I said, "You won't get laid that way dummy! Get your ass down
here!"

I moved off of Cathy and lay beside her. As Chase moved over her
and kissed her I grabbed his cock and lined it up for them. God
it was so fucking hot watching them! For the first few minutes
Chase kissed her while he was fucking her, then he got up on his
arms and I leaned in and I started kissing her and teasing her
nipples with my hand.

Cathy went nuts. I mean she was cumming all over the place. It's
a good thing that I was kissing her because she would have had
the whole house in here to find out who was getting killed. By
the time that Chase finally had an orgasm she was whining and
whimpering and just completely fucked. 

Chase rolled off of her and they were both covered in sweat and
cum. I guess it should have been disgusting but I was so turned
on right then that I didn't hesitate. I leaned down and sucked
Chase's cock clean and then I pushed Cathy's legs a little
farther apart and I gently ate her pussy until it was clean. What
the hell, I had done it for my mother and it wasn't so bad.

She finally looked down and said lovingly, "You crazy bitch! What
the hell has gotten into you?"

I laughed and said, "I found out recently that I like eating
pussy. It is a good, low calorie treat. If I like eating pussy
then why shouldn't I eat out my best friend? You didn't mind did
you?"

She said, "I was just a wee bit surprised that the most
conservative friend I have, probably the only virgin friend I had
until just recently, would eat pussy. Not to mention sucking and
fucking your brother! I don't know who corrupted you, but I am so
glad they did!"

Cathy has become a regular and very welcome visitor at our house
now and she spends a lot of weekends here. Her parents think it's
because of the pool and the hot tub. Well, I guess that's a part
of it.

The End

Comments? Criticism? Email vulgus@hotmail.com
To that small group of disturbed people who have enjoyed my
previous efforts and encouraged me, thank you.


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