This is a compilation of my series Mother's Owner ... Enjoy! 

This is another story from my imagination. If you do not appreciate such, don't

take offense. Just go on to the next posting.

If you're under age or immature forget the following.

If you're offended by non consensual sex, violence, S&M ... ETC then go on to

the next posting.

                             You've been warned!!!

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                               Mother's Owner # 1

                                   by Paladin

      As always she had argued with her mother. Violet was a rebellious teen

and the strains were showing. She left the house in a huff and went to the mall

to hang with her friends. She looked and looked but found no one there and

nothing to do. Hanging alone was boring!! Not any more fun than going home and

listening to her stereo.

      As she walked up the drive and saw that the house was strangely silent.

Only her parents room window was open. From the sounds emanating from it, it

appeared that their was some activity in that room.

      She sneaked up to the open window and heard,

      "OO OO God OOO You do that soo...."

      Her mother was getting it on with dad..                    

A smirk crossed her face but it was soon replaced with a frown.

      Wait a minute... Dad was on a trip and wouldn't be back

till Friday....;

      <Who is ma getting it on with??> Vi thought.

      She cautiously chinned her self on the sill and peaked into the room.

There was ma sitting on ... old Mr. Willians from next door.

      <GROSS!!!>;

      Ma seemed to be trying to ride the old goat to death. She was ridding

him in a frenzy of passion.

      <No wonder he all ways looked so strange at me.> Vi thought.

      Ever since they moved here she remember the old lecher leering at her.

      <Now she knew why... The letch wanted some young pussy... In your dreams

you perv... Probably settled for old mom just to get him some. >

      Vi let herself down and rushed silently to the back door... of the house.

      <Damn it was locked and she had lost her key..  Wait a minute... Ma

always puts a key here in this fake rock... YA!!!> She remembered..

      Silently she got into the house and stole to the drawer where they kept

the camera. She tip toed to the door and opened it quietly. She set the camera

to a burst of shots and squeezed off the whole remaining 20 exposures. The

noise of the camera startled the two lovers. They jumped up, turned to the

source, all the while  they sought to hide themselves.

      Vi, her evidence now in her hands, knew what to do. She ran like hell, down

the hall and out the door to the safety of the mall. Once safely there she sought

out Glen, the nerd.

      She knew he had a computer and could view the results on her camera disk.

Just a little persuasion and she could have him eating out of her hand.

      He was in the magazine rack, as usual, reading the mags. Nothing else for

him to do... He never had a pussy since pussy had him.

      She slipped up to him and rubbed her left tit on his right elbow.

      In her sexiest voice she said.... "Glennn could you help me???"

A firm rub to the fore arm, "I need you to show me how to...";

(I bet Eve used a similar line...)

      The teen boy was flustered beyond his wildest dream. Here was Violet

Campbell, the girl of his dreams, rubbing her.... He must be dreaming..

      "Vi... I I mean I wo.. what  I..." he stammered.

      Her lure taken, Violet grabbed Glens arm tight and lead him, now like the poor

captive fish he was, out of the store to his wreck of a car.

      She dragged herself over the shift lever, to keep tit to arm contact with

her 'boyfriend'. (Don't they all ways do that guys. Especially when they want

something??)

      Glenn could not believe his good fortune. He would wake up any time now

and find out he was in english lit or some other dumb place. Ah well he decided

<Relax and enjoy the dream while it lasted...>

      "Let's go!" Vi demanded. "Come on dummy... Er .. Uh ..Take me to your

house."

      "W... whe.. where do you want to go...?? " Glen blurted out and he could

not believe his ears..

      "Your place... Hurry up... we have to get to your.. room" she demanded

with a firm rub of nipple to elbow. (All right it was through the bra, but it

was the closest this nerd had gotten to second base in his short life...)

      "MMM My...roommmm" Glen said as he fumbled with the keys.

<He must be dreaming...> He coaxed the engine on and pealed out of the

open parking lot in a cloud of burning rubber, and blue smoke.

      He drove erratically all the way to his house and as she kept hold of

his right arm, let her come in with him. Quietly he snuck her, by his mom

who was watching her soaps, to his room.

      <It was gross... Just like I figured.> Vi thought; but the computer with

the latest pirated software was there. She picked up some skuzzy shorts from

the bed with two fingers, and dropped them on the floor. Then she sat her cute

little ass on the edge of the bed and crossed her legs. (She made sure she was

facing him his wide eyes at that very moment.)

      Making sure that lots of thigh was showing. She bent forward and handed

the stupefied boy the disk she had removed from the camera.

      "GLENNN I need to see the images I got on this disk... Please...I'd be

ever soo grateful... Please..." Vi seemed to beg.

      Glen could not believe his eyes... He had Violet in his room .... on his

bed... Jimmy would just... <What was she saying... Could he what...>;

      "Sure thing I can get you what you want.? <Did not matter what she said

he would do it for her.... No matter what...>

      He took the disk and started up his computer. In no time at all he had

them viewing the blurry distorted images that Violet had taken of  her

mother and her lover, <The perv.> .

      "Shit" she said. <The damn thing didn't work.> She started to get up off

the bed. She was going to leave but Glen, now desperate, to keep her said,

      "We could... enhance the images if you want."

      <She was here! In his room!! He would do anything to keep her here...>

      He pushed the image resolution and the dip's to the limit and after 20

minutes work he had a recognizable rendition of Mrs. Campbell's face over a

white male body. There they had two blurry white form coming off the bed and a

succession of attempts to hide from the lens.

      "Where did you get these..." Glen asked his new 'girl friend'...

      "Never mind that. Can you get me a better copy of her face there?" Vi

asked.

      "Sure." Glenn said and pushed the print button.

      After inspecting it she said, "Not bad now give me an envelope and some

more of that paper.";

      Glen quickly complied and she got up to leave. His heart was breaking and

his face showed it.

      Ever the fixer, Vi stepped into the boy and kissed him, like he had only

dreamed of before. She rubbed, tit to chest, and even opened her mouth.

      Glen (never a cool dude) came in his pants.

      "Now I have to go and do some things. You stay here and see if you can

get me some better results off the other ones on the disk. I'll call you ....later

...." (That promise of hope.... )

      Glen stood there, dripping, and watched her leave. Her lingering perfume

convinced him she really had been there. That and the disk.

      <He would dedicate his life, his whole life, to getting a better image off

that disk... No matter what ...>

      Vi went directly to the mall and found a pay phone. She called her home

and waited through the phone message.

      Then she demanded, "Mother you better pick up YOU WHORE. You pick up

or I'm going to send these pictures to Dad's office and you'll be the sorriest bitch

their ever was..."

      "Violet I am your mother." came the voice from the phone, "Where are you? We

have to talk... about this...";

      "Listen and listen good WHORE!! I'm at the mall and you better get here quick..

Bring you purse, I kneed some things and don't bring your stud.. I'll be waiting at the

dress shop.. Oh yea wear the my short sun dress of mine and get here in 5 minutes..";

      Her mother's outrage and comments were cutoff as she then hung up the phone.

      She waited there in the air conditioned climate and rehersed for the coming

confrontation. Soon she saw her mother rushing through the shoppers, and she

was wearing the short see through dress.

      Now Vi knew she had her. She had the envelope all ready to go to her dads

office. She had even bought a stamp for it but she had left it unsealed. She

had gone over, in her mind, the scene where she got her dopey mother by the

short hairs.... She was ready..

      When her mother approached her, she took up a position by the mail box.

      "I think I need some new things. What do you think.." Vi demanded.

      "Now look here young lady..";

      "No you look here." she said drawing the image of Olive's face from the

other blank pages. "Wanna see the BITCH with her sire?? Wann see them

screwing?? How bout I send up to dads office? Bet his secretary would have

copies all over the office in no time.."

      Olive turned white... "Pl...Please don't show them around. I'll never.. I

mean... Don't mail them I... I'll do anything... I'm your mother...";

      "You will do whatever turns me on won't you mother dear?" Vi demanded of

the beaten woman..

      "Yes dear... Whatever you say... Now please give me the envelope." Olive

begged with a low voice. She hoped to get the pictures and then make it up to

Violet somehow. Quietly someplace less public.

      "I think you are over dressed. That bra will stretch my dress go over to

the rest room and take it off.... NOW BITCH. Vi demanded of her mother.

      Olive sought to please her bitch daughter and went to the ladies and

removed her bra in a stall. She tucked it into her large bag. When she pulled

the tight dress down over her hips and walked out of the stall. She saw that

every curve of her pendulous breasts were clearly visible through the shear sun

dress. She wanted to go back and tuck them safely back inside her bra but she

feared that Violet would do something impulsive so she went out into the mall.

Better to endure this for now. Then once she got hold of the pictures she would

show that little bitch.

      Violet smiled at the quivering mammarys of her parent. <She had won... for

now at least... !!>

      "OK Ma lets go get me some tight jeans and some .... well don't look so

glum. We are here to shop aren't we...??" Vi demanded all the time waving the

stamped envelope.

      Vi lead her through every store in the mall and bought many outrageously

expensive things. As they placed their things in the car Vi demanded the keys

to the car.

      "I'll drive NOW!"

      Olive acquiesced and went meekly to the passenger seat. Relieved to be out

of  the public eye. <Maybe she could get the envelope now.>

      Vi reached among her purchases and found what she needed. She walked to

the passenger door and opened it. The shiny chrome circles in her hand behind

her back.

      Olive turned to her and asked, "I thought you wanted to drive?"

      "Give me back my dress WHORE...Now. You are stretching it all out of

shape."

      "Vi please" Olive begged but she saw the stubborn streak in her daughter

eyes. "You told me to wear it. Besides someone might see me.."

      "From now on you call me MISTRESS. Now get that dress off and be quick

about it. As for your modesty tell me about it in these pictures..

      Self continuously Olive looked around and, seeing no one, she slipped the

dress over her head and covered her breasts with it and her hands. She looked up

pleadingly at her, now controling off spring.

      Violet snapped the chrome cuff on her right wrist and forced her over and down

on her belly on the seat twisting the right hand up behind her back.

      "Mother you fight me in this and I'll scream. Then when someone comes,

I'll say you were trying to do some perv things with me. Now give me your other

hand and no more shit. WHORE!!";

      In horror, the nude Olive, surrendered her left hand to Vi and felt the

metal snap shut. She thought those cuffs were just decorative. Part of the punk

look but they sure felt real now.

      Flushed with success Vi made short work of her mother's panties and the

sun dress. They soon joined the purchases in the trunk.

      Then she grabbed her mother's hair and dragged the helpless nude out of

the front seat.

      "I should just leave you here to get home by your self..." Vi

speculated.. as she dragged the nude to the rear door of the car.

      She threw Olive in the rear seat floor and then demanded,

      "Crotch down there and maybe I won't show your fat ass all over town....

If you are good.... Real good";

      Violet went around the car, and looked into the rear floor. There her nude

parent was huddled hoping that she could get out of this experience with out

being arrested or exposed to the world.

      "I for got something I need. I'll just take your purse and go get them..

No Mother don't get up. I can see you are better off there. Now don't you go

away. I'll be right back.." Vi commented as she want back to the mall.

      Olive was scared out of her mind... Huddled in the rear seat of her car.

NUDE!! IN HANDCUFFS!! Totally at the mercy of her daughter...

      She heard people moving around her. Cars came and went but she sat

huddled there on the floor, praying that no one came there and found her in

her current state.

      <Where is that bitch daughter of mine.> she thought.

      Then she heard another set of approaching foot steps. This time they did

not veer off to another direction. The came right up to the car and.. it sounded

like two sets of feet. <OH GOD NO!!!!>

      Olive's heart was in her throat. She crouched down as far as she could.

She tried to make her self as small as possible.

      Then the door opened behind her and Violets voice said,

      "See Lonia I told you she would be right here just waiting for us."

                             You've been warned!!!

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                               Mother's Owner # 2

                                   by Paladin

     "Cool", a female voice said behind Olives back. She was mortified. Her

daughter had....

      Their was a rustling of paper and Olive felt her hair being grabbed

causing her head to unwind from the tight ball she had assumed when she heard

the them approached the car.

      A flash of chrome streaked by her eyes and she fled a cold constriction

at her throat. Breathing became hard as the dog choke chain cut off her air

supply causing her to lift her head, further and further from the 'protection'

of the ball.

      She heard,

      SNAP

      Then she looked up to see that Violet had a leash extending through her

field of vision disappearing under her chin. She looked over and saw the other

teen. This was the girl, her daughter had told here of. The girl was a 'sadistic little

dike'. Vi's words not hers.

Lona was tall, thin and with a pixie cut head of black hair. The dark piercing eyes

added to the overall sinister effect of the all black attire she wore.

      The steady pull to her throat, caused her to come up from her desired position,

out of sight, on the floor, curled into a small ball of white female flesh. More and

more of her nudity came into the view of the obviously delighted new teen. With a

sparkle in her eyes the teen reached out her slim right hand.

      "Nice tits! I like up big like this!", Lonia said as she took a hand full of the

quivering right mammary. "Boy am I going to have fun with these. Bet you really

sucked on these." She said as she half turned to Vi.

      "Now Mrs. Campbell... Oh that sounds so formal when I have your tit in my

hand. Let's see...I'll call you Oli.... No I think I'll call you 'O' just like in that book.

Don't you think that would be better."  the new teen asked as she squeezed and

gave a slight twist to the mammary in her control.

      "OOOO Please that hurts.. OOOOO Stop it ....I...."  Olive began to protest

but the girls expression soured and she twisted the flesh harder. From her

position above and behind the woman the teen had all the leverage.

      "Listen bitch... Vi told me all about your hot little cunt. She even

showed me the pic's of you and your fuck. Kind o' old fart but who am I to

judge. Was he a good fuck??  You want to argue on anything, and we will just

tie this leash to that pole and drive off. Then you can fuck your way home....

You understand ME! " Lonia told the cringing woman. "Now shut up and do

what I tell you O."

      With her hands cuffed behind her, nude and a choke collar on her neck

Olive had nothing to say. She looked up over he shoulder, for compassion into

the smiling faces or the two young females. She saw only delight and wonder.

      They looked over their new possession and it boggled their minds. Here

was a nude adult woman at their disposal. She was theirs!! If she so much as

balked they could just tie her to a support column and leave her. She would

suffer social ostracism, and they could not be brought to any accountability.

      If she went along, ... she was theirs forever. Oh what fun they were going to

have with her!!

      "Now is O all right with you?" Lonia turned and asked Vi keeping control

of the now twisted tit.

      "I think it is great. Compact and it tells her just what she is. Just like in the

book. A sex slave..." Vi expressed her opinion. "You do understand that, don't

you M... O."

      "From now on you are 'O,' and I and she are your Mistresses. You will not

speak till you are given permission and you will do what we order without

hesitation. You got that bitch."  Lonia demanded from her overseer position.

      "Yes... Mistress" Olive answered miserably to a tug of the choke chain to

her delicate throat and the further squeeze of her already hurting right mammary.

      "I know just the place we can take her for the night." Lonia said, "But first

we have to get her 'comfortable.' Come on bitch it is a long ride. First get out of

the car.."

      The steady pressure to the choke collar and the command left her no

choice. She reluctantly uncoiled and crawled out of the back seat of the 'safe'

car floor to the seemingly cold damp air of the parking garage. Lonia let go of

the tit during her rise but ran her hands over the smooth white ass of her new

girl toy.

      Once outside she tried to crouch down and hide behind the car's metal.

Lonia used the crotch to again get in a lot of skin contact.

      "Please...Mistress... Someone mi...OOOO"  Olives exclaimed as her right

tit was hit with the slack part of the vinyl leash. Vi wasn't going to let her

get away with any break in the rules.

      "Dumb bitch O. You are not to speak. You are to ask permission first.

Then, if we allow it, you can speak. If not you shut your face. You ask

permission by saying,  'Can your cunt slave O please speak MISTRESS?'

And no you can not. I don't care if someone sees you. You are just a bitch...

So it is up to us who we show you to... You got that??" Lonia demanded.

Violet burst out laughing and Olive, with a sore left tit, miserably hung her

head in the imposed silence and tried to hide behind the girls and the car.

      "Now where we are going is a ways and I do not want my bitch to be

uncomfortable, so you just squat there and pee for us."  Lonia ordered the

cringing woman.

      "TOO MUCH...." Vi exclaimed with glee...

      <W....WH... NOOOOO I NOOOO I can't do that....> Olive was stunned...

and froze. She could only looked up at the girls and shake her head slowly from

side to side.

      Then a viscous snap of the leash across her unprotected nipples convinced

her that this girl was serious. The sight of the arm raised again for another

stroke caused her to squat slightly and spread her feet wide apart. She

strained to open her little sphincter muscle to obey the horrible command. Her

nipples were stinging.. <No...I... cann... >

      "In the future, if you cause us to have to correct your sorry ass, when

you finally agree, we will do all over again after you do what is required.

That will be to convince you that you abstinence will only cause you more pain.

You'll learn quicker that way."

      Olive was having a tough time of completing the required task. She had

never been required to... do such a thing in her life, and before two other women..

      (Peeing on command is never easy.)

      "Hurry up bitch O we haven't got all day." Vi demanded with a snicker. "O here

comes that old Mrs. Stevens you hate soo. You don't hurry... Boy what an eye full she

will get..."

      Panic overcame poor Olive... <Mrs Stevens... I will never be able to live

if she sees me like this.>

      SPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP

      Olive did the humiliating task, her young keepers had ordered. Sheepishly

she looked up for approval and saw her daughter Vi had recorded her humiliation

with their home video camera.

      "I'll get Chad to make me some stills of this. Why we can place um in the old family

album O. Won't that be gas!! I bet Grandma will love um" Vi smiled.

      "OKKKK Now we can..." Lonia started.

      "No!!  She has to wipe up first. I don't want any stinky cunt dribble in my

nice car." Vi demanded as she put down the video camera.

      "What do you want to do.. should we take her into the mall and get her

some paper?" Lonie retorted.

      <They can't ...> Olive hopped. Her panic was intense. She would just....

      "NA let me go get a rag from the trunk." Vi answered handing the leash to

Lonie.

      Soon she returned with the white panties she had removed from her mother

earlier.

      Vi ordered, "Spread them legs O. Then we can go. Unless you want to stand

around here and give beaver shots of that ugly cunt to all the boys."

      With mixed feelings Olive spread her legs to keep her daughter happy and

then the cotton was run through her crack. Back and forth it was rubbed by her

own daughter. The friction caused her little nub to heat up...

      "Would you look at that... This cunt is insatiable..." Lonia said observing the

stiffning  nipples whick O could not hide..

      "Ya and she loves those dicks too." Vi answered as she threw the now

soiled panties on the floor of the garage. "Wanna wait to see what happens when

one comes along?"

      "Wait a minute. That is littering. Pick them up. I've got a use for

them." Lonia demanded.

      Vi reached down and picked up the soiled white garment with two fingers.

She held them at arms length to her friend.

      Lonia took them and went to the passenger side of the car. She placed them

on the floor after she had opened the door.

      "O I want you to kneel right there on that spot. Like a good bitch.."

Lonia ordered.

      Olive did as ordered by the young woman. She was happy to be inside the

relative protection of the car. She looked up and saw Lonia was unbuttoning her

jeans.

      She was curious when the girl removed her jeans and panties and got into

the passenger seat and spread her legs to encompass the cringing nude woman's

head.

      "O look at the nice pussy you are going to eat. Get in there right now

and get it fresh...  I said get in there bitch or do I have to take you out again

and play slap the nips?"

      Olive was flabbergasted. When Lonia scooted over her head, she had

attempted to get as far away from the girls sex as she could, given the

confines of the car dash. <Now the little.. She want her to... She wasn't that

w.... She would n... the stinging of her nipples convinced her that she had

better get closer to the girls sex and maybe...>

      "O come on get right in there... You know what to do... I don't have to

tell you... You may not have done it before but you know what you'd like.."

Lonia ordered.

      O laid her face into the smelly dark haired secrete place of the girl. She

was horrified. <Didn't this girl bathe...>

      "I got it all hot and bothered just for you. Why I even let it go this

morning. I knew I'd run into an up tight bitch like you. Now you get right in

there slurp up the goodies...."

      The girls legs were draped over O's shoulders and her hair was pulled

back to cause her face to come right up into the smelly black hair.

      "Lonia...." Vi said.

      "Hunch.... Oh yea... for the album." Lonia said as she twisted O's hair

causing her to pier up from the hated sex to the all seeing eye of Vi's

camera..

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                               Mother's Owner  # 3

                                   by Paladin

      Olive hopped the damn camera melted. She could not imagine a worse

position to be pictured in. Nude between a girls legs with her face in the

girls pubs.

      "Stick out your tongue O. Where are your manners. I give you something

soo good to lick and you just sit there. I... I won't have it.. Let me see last

time it took one to the nips, and that  means that this time it is two..

Unless...." Lonia related.

      O's nipples screamed their silent protest. They could not take any more.

O bent her head down. Unfurled her delicate pink organ and began to lick the

smelly crack before her. Anything was better than that lash to her throbbing

nips.

      "O that is better. I know you love it.. Now keep your tongue out for the

video." Lonia said with glee as she wrenched the woman's face up and to the

vision of the camera's lens.

      "Ain't that a pretty picture... Cunt Licker O. We'll title this scene. Smile

pretty O. Such a good slut..."

      Olive looked up and reluctantly smiled at the video camera in her

daughters hands. (What choice did she have.) She kept her tongue out.

      "Wiggle it for me O!!  Better do a good job. Or Lornia do your nips. Wiggle

it you old whore. Get all that tasty stuff slurped right up."  Vi demanded.

      After an couple of minutes, that seemed like hours, of humiliation and

tongue waging, Olive was allowed to lower her head to Lonias crack. Vi closed

up the camera and put it away. She walked around and  opened the car door.

      "I think that will make a real nice video for our marketing campaign for

the bitch." Lonia speculated to a smiling Vi.

      Vi got into the car and raced the motor. Lonia took her discarded jeans

and covered her lickers head with the rough blue cloth as the car weaved a

complicated pattern to the mall parking garages exit booth.

      At toll booth, Olive heard the toll taker's banter with the girls. Seems

the girls had to search for the validation from a store to cover the parking

fee. Olive prayed that he would not while they were stopped, notice her

presence in this degrading position. A tug to her ear let her know that Lonia

had not forgotten her. She went on licked the stinky hole and crack. She

hoped for some relief.

      After many minutes seeking the girls found the receipt and the car's

engine roared again to life. It squealed into a sharp right turn onto the exit

ramp and out of the mall parking lot. O could sense the bright sun light

unhindered by the garage roof. They were on the road..

      "That was not nice O. You deliberately stopped while you thought I was

busy. We'll see to that when we get you.... where we are going."

  <Why did her vagina get soo wet, and why were their a thousand butterflies

in her stomach?? and where were they taking her. Home she hoped.>

      Lonia pulled up the covering jeans from her head. Olive saw the light of

day from her position on the car floor. Her hope of an end to this was again

dashed as Lonia demanded,

      "Enough of this lolly gagging O. Lick my crack. You could earn some more

licks for your uninspired performance. You should be happy to be doing your

initial cunumglius on a sweet pussy like mine. You could hurt my feelings. YOU

DON'T WANT TO HURT MY FEELINGS... I could probably get you an old nanny

goat to practice on... The video 'd be killer.."

      "Don't you dare slack off O. I think we are up to... well I'll think of

something to cure you of your 'attitude.' Turn here and get on that one." Lonia

directed Vi to the freeway access road that lead out of town as easily as she

did her captive's tongue.

      The car lurched and Olive felt like a sardine squashed between the girls

legs. She was hunched over her tormentors sex hoping for an end to all this.

      <What does the little bitch mean, 'cure my attitude'. Wait till I tell

her mo.... she knows about me.. I better try harder. She might really whip my

breasts again.>

      "For christ sakes, Vi. Slow down. You want a cop to stop us. Ma here would

make an interesting diversion to a ticket but that only works once. And it would

spoil all our fun. What I have mind.. well .. will be really.. killer."  Lonia

requested.

     "Shit you are just a back seat driver like she is. OK I'll drive slow but

where the fuck is this... place.." Vi asked.  "The end of the fucking earth?"

Vi answered her accomplice.

      After a bit Lonia ordered  "Left here... Now left and there it is here on

the right. Down the drive to the back. We don't want the police seeing us and

asking questions about our bitch here. Do we? Now park back here.. Good! O

you're in your new home..."

      Olive hoped that she would be taken to Lonia's house and after a while,

surely when the parents came home, set free. This was not Lonias house she knew

now. She looked up and tried to make out where she was.

      Lonia yanked her head up by her hair and proceeded to take her vision by

the application of cotton pads over her eyes and put some duck tape over them,

to hold them in place.

      "Be a good bitch. You have some stripes coming. Don't make it more by

pissing me off." Lonia explained as she fixed the blindfold. "You did not even

get me hot... Well I'll bet next time you do you best. I have just the think

for a reluctant cunt eaters like you.."

      Olive heard both car doors open. Then she felt the girls legs lift up and

shift over her head. The seat in front of her groaned from the bony asses

removal from it. A tug on the chain at her throat and the command,

     "Come on you old bitch. Let's get you all settled in your new home..."

      Informed her that she was somewhere other than Lonia's parents home. With

no little difficulty she was extracted from the car and lead, stiff legged, across a

grassy field. The sun on her uncovered body informed her she was outside

somewhere..

      <God she was scared someone would see her and .... she was running like a

facet between her labia... She had never been soo horny in her life....>

      "Damn!" Lonia said, "Here hold her leash while I go get my jeans. I left

the key back there."

      "You better put them on too. You might scare the neighbors with all this

pussy showing. That black bush of yours is soo thick." Vi said.

      Olive felt the hand of her daughter playing over her unprotected body.

      "Just think O!! I own this now... It is all mine." Vi informed her. Then

the hand explored into the privates of the woman. "Why you horny bitch... You

really are a nympho or something else.."

      A pair of feet returning informed Olive the other girl was back. She

could only stand there nude and blind, awaiting her fate.

      The warmth of the sun on her now reddening skin left no doubt she was

outside somewhere. Trust up and enslaved to the girls.

      "Vi please Vi... This has gone far enough... You have to let me go...

Violet I am your mother.." Olive tried to appeal to her punk offspring.

      "Na you are just some bitch, lives with us, screws dad when he comes home

and then goes sniffing around every dick in the hood." Vi retorted to her mother,

"I know.... I know cause that is me too... Only dad won't pork me... and I think

old Mr. Williams is a disgusting perv. Why did you know he use to give me ice

cream just to look down my dress. What a perv.. '

      Olive felt the wet hand on her left breast, and then Vi went on, "So from

now on I call the tune and you dance to it. If that old fart Willians want a

piece of these," the hand moved down over her belly and cupped her mons, "or to

ride this," a stab of a finger in her crack, " he is going to pay me. Just think of it

as my after school job. I'm going to pimp my own hot pants mother's ass. If the perv

won't pay.. then their are lots of our friends who have long hard dicks and they will

fit here just fine. They come faster and they come back quicker. Ya you'll love um,

and make me a fortune. Think of it like a college fund."

      Olive was horrified. She heard the approach of the other girl and knew

argument had been futile now. She stayed quiet from now on...

      <Why did her vagina get soo wet with the exploring hand of her daughter??

The thought of all those young hard dicks.... She imagined a row of.... OH GOD

Not now..>

      "Not much further O... Turn right here..." Lonia ordered after leading them

a short distance. She purposely spun Olive in a circle to confuse her

orientation.

      Then Olive heard a chain being drawn through something metal and the

creaking of a gate opening. She was directed through a dusty expanse. Then

after being again spun around again she was lead left and then right. She lost

all track of directions during  the twists and turns.

      "What is this place anyway??" Vi asked Lonia.

      "My last step ma wanted to raise pups. This is her puppy mill. She use to

bread the bitches and let um come to term out here. Couldn't do this close to

any neighbors. Too much noise so she bought way out here." Lonia explained.

"Great for this kind of thing... ain't it."

      "What's that thing there?" Vi asked

      "I made it when I had that run in with Carol. After a little time with me

and that, Carol became a my devoted servant. You saw her in school. Why she was

well broken in in no time. Here help me get this bitch ready. Back her up to

here."

      Olive was backed up to something metallic that contacted her legs just

under her ass cheeks. It was cold, solid, and round like a pipe.

      Two pairs of hands forced her back over the pipe and then lowered her

till her legs were the high point of her body. Each ankle was secured to

something about three feet higher than her ass and a full 6 feet apart.

      Olive was horrified and panaced.

      "Please p... Please I what are you doing to me.... I... Please...." she

complained and tried to persuade them to let her go.

      With her hands cuffed behind it was no contest. She found her self

positioned like an inverted letter 'Y'. Then the blindfold was removed and she

saw the world up side down. Their were a long row of metal cages set in

concrete walls. At the end of the row was a concrete fence.

      She looked up the two pairs of legs and then piered past her pubic bone

to see her open crack and the two girls looking down inside her.

      "Please let me down I... I'll be good... I promise I'll..."

      "O I told you to shut the fuck up till I gave you permission to talk.

Then too you were slow to lick my twat... OK now you've done it. You really piss me

off so now you are going to get it. I'll just see.... Where did I put that shit..." Lonia

informed the helpless inverted captive.

Lonia looked into a couple of indentations in the wall and finally she found the

little red bottle she was seeking.

      She shook it and piered into the dark interior of the glass. She went

over to a wall tap and added a small amount of water to the bottle. She again

shook it with the added liquid.

      "Shit is really dried out. Hope I didn't dilute it too much. I know it worked

like a charm on Carol when I bought it last winter or so." Lonia explained as

she advanced on poor Olives privates shaking the bottle vigorously.

      "What is that shit?" Vi demanded.

      Lonia showed  her what was left of the lable, and Vi commenced to giggling.

      "You are going to use.." Vi began but Loria covered her mouth so that

Olive did not make out what the 'shit' was.

      Olive looked up pleadingly at the giggling girls but Lonia shook the

bottle and carefully dropped two droups of the liquid on Olives small pink

love button.

      Nothing happened for a second and Lonia started to direct the bottle over

the target again.

      Suddenly **FLAMES*** seemed to erupt on Olives poor little sex bud.

      She thought she would lose her mind... She commenced to screaming and

attempting to get her teathered hands to rub the affected area...

      Lonia took Violet around the isle in the cages. Once they had left the

area of noise they began,

      "Shit really gets to um. Don't it. Lets go look over your new stuff while

she comes to term with it."  Lonia decided.

      "What in that shit... Here let me see the bottle... (HOT SAUCE was still

readable after it's time outdoors.) That really all it is?" Vi exclaimed. "From

the reaction you got, it couldn't have been better if we set fire to her little

thing."

      "Yep... I give her another ten or so minutes and she will be eating pussy

with the best of um." Lonia explained. "Let's go see that new punk outfit you

bought."

      The girls went to the car and looked over the new purchases. Then they

returned to the suffering older woman. She was totally out of it.

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                               Mother's Owner # 4

                                   by Paladin

      When the girls returned they found poor Olive still up side down with her

legs still attached to the upright poles. She had screamed herself horse and

just moaned a little. Her face was covered with tears from her eyes onto her

forehead and into her hair.

      The girls advanced up to the captive's wide open sex. Her little love bud

was an angry red color. It was probably hot to the touch. They looked over the

spread open legs and Vi observed,

      "I bet she didn't even feel that. Let's use the rest of the bottle this

time.. She has all ways been an obstinate bitch at hom.."

      "NO NO OH GOD NO PLEASE PLEASE MISTRESSES I WIL... I AM

YOUR SERVEN...SLAVE... DON'T DO IT ANYMORE YOU'LL KILL ME...

PLEASE.." Olive babbled on and on pleading with her new owners..

      Vi picked up the bottle from the concrete shelf and shaking it ominously

she offered...

      "Well I don't know... I mean we have a lot left. How bout we just pore a

little inside that hot shit cunt of yours. Sort of burn out the..."

      "NO NO PLease I will do anything you want... If you kill me I can not

amuse you.. or make money for you... Please..." Olive begged.

      Olive was still in horrible pain. For now the girls were her masters. She

would do... ANYTHING!!! to please the little bitches.

      "Well you have to be real good.. and lick Lonia ever so nice. And then

well , we will think of something... You understand O." Vi demanded at the open

slit before her still shaking the small red bottle over the red irritated clit.

      "YES MISTRESS I WILL DO IT. I WILL DO ANYTHING YOU WANT ME

TO DO.. PLEASE DON'T HURT ME...." O begged the legs of her captors..

      Lonia squatted down and placed her slit over the now very humble slave's face.

      "Do me again and this time I want a whole lot of tongue... In fact why

not start this time in the back door..." she ordered.

      Olive blanched and thought she might die, but the application of more of

the stuff from the bottle, she knew, would surely kill her.

      O stuck out her tongue and began lapping the vile place indicated .. She

tasted the putrid remnants of the previous expellation and her stomach growled.

She fought to hold it down and kept from up-chucking what little was in her

stomach.

      "Now go round and round there till it gets nice and loose. Then I want a

stiff tongue up inside..... Come on come on... Or do I have to pore some of

this shit in here." Lonia demanded as she fingered O's open vagina. "Bet the

whole bottle wouldn't even fill up this gaping hole.. But might just burn it all

out."

      O strained her stomach muscles. With great effort she managed to bring

her face into total contact with the damp smelly crack. She moved her neck

muscles round and round, keeping her tongue in contact with the stinking

brown rose.

      "I think she has got it...OOOO God that is nice. Nothing is better 'n

this. Vi you just got to try it.. Come on the old bitch is really grooving on

my ass. Bet she would really do a number on yours..." Lonia observed with her

eyes all starry.

      As she fought to remove her tight jeans Vi offered,

      "Old bitch was all ways all over my ass... Do this. Do that.. Don't do...

You can't do... Now I think it will be cool to let her really get into my ass."

      O did not slack in her duties to Lonia. She fluttered her tongue bringing

Lonia off innumeral times. Then Lonia stepped back and she saw her half naked

daughter crouching down, mounting her greasy face recently vacated by the other

bitch.

      "Come on!! Come on!! You old bitch. You may have fooled Lonia but I know

you. I think you still need some of this shit in this gaping man hole here." Vi

demanded as she shook the bottle for O to hear and fingered her vagina. Vi left

no doubt in her parents mind.

      Olive quickly got her tongue doing whirls around her daughters little ass hole.

She fluttered. She lapped. Anything to placate the bitch... and change her mind

about poring that stuff in her...

      "O O O O I see what you mean..." Vi exclaimed. "This is better than ....

any of the studs I've had. Lonia I see why you go for the girls. Especially if

they all have tongues like this bitch."

      "Studs have their uses. When I'm in the mood, a long stiff one does hit

the spot. Then their are the times when only tongue is going to do it. Is it

any wonder that I swing both ways." Lonia observed...

      "Better than this!!!" Vi exclaimed.

      "You just been doing them stupid nerds. You kneed a horny jock, or two or

three. I remember the night I took on the basketball team. Only thing I didn't

do was cripple um. Should of though. They lost the next two games. Would have

pissed me off if I didn't get down on the other team at odds." Lonia informed

Vi.

      "You fucked the whole team??" Vi asked incredulously.

      "Yep all of um. Including the water boy... Then every time they got ahead

of the other team I'd flash um a little tit, or some pussy. They'd get all

fucked up." Lonia said proudly.

      "More tongue you lazy old bitch..... and you fucked um all again and

again?" Vi asked.

      "Na just that once, from then on I gave um blue balls." Lonia said.

      "OOOO O you are going to be such a good pussy lapper by Friday." Vi said

as she rose from her mother's face.

      "It is getting cold and dark. Lets put O away for the night and we can go

party now." Lonia informed Vi as she was releasing the captives left leg.

      Working together the girls soon had O freaded and they took her over to a

bottom cage. They forced her in head first and Lonia demanded,

      "Lub up the pretty little dicks. They're going to keep you warm tonight.

So be nice to them." Lonia informed O.

      O's eyes beheld, anchored to the wall, two huge dildows. They were each

9" long and about 2" in diameter. She knew they would split her apart if she

tried to put them in her holes.

      "Don't want to grease um up, O? Want im nice and dry... Guess you just

love then dicks dry hugh?" Lonia said.

      No doubt remained. O did not want these in her but if they went in

DRY...... She quickly laved the bone hard projections. They were hard and

cold. They both had enormous heads which swelled from the curved tubes.

      "She ain't soo dumb. She is trying to lube um... Now try to get um, one at

a time in your mouth. Just to see how they will fit in the old cunt.." Vi

demanded.

      <In her mouth!! She has to be kiddin...> SMACK! A sting to her smooth

white ass convinced her to try. She had to try three different ways till she

got the position right so one went in her oral cavity and the other one did not

put out an eye.

      A hand gathered up her hair and another forced her mouth down on the

projection.

      One eyed she saw that her daughter had her ever present camera and this

too was recorded for the  family 'album'.

      "OK now come on out here and let's get you all comfy for tonight." Lonia

demanded jerking her by the hair out of the cage. They turned her around and

forced O to back into the cage.

      She shuttered when she felt the prods arrive at her precious grommets but

the girls did not let her balk. They forced her back and back till her ass

arrived at the base of the projections.

      O had never been soo stuffed. Her whole crotch felt near to busting wide

open. Then the choke chain secured her neck to the top of the cage insuring she

was not going to move from the prods. Her hands were released and flopped to

the floor of the cage uselessly.

      Her legs were chained to each side of the cage, keeping her spread open

for maximum penetration. Then the girls closed and locked the cage door.

      "Now you be a good bitch. You see how nice we are to you? We give you a

wonderful set of dicks to keep you amused and your hands so you can rub

yourself all night to keep warm. Come on Vi, I know O wants to be alone. The

perv..." Lonia ordered.

      "NO  NO Please dont leave me.... I'll be good I'll..." O pleaded.

      "Bad!!! Bad O!!" said Vi as she went over and got the dreaded red bottle.

      "NO NO Please not that I'll be good. I'll....AAAAHHAHAHAHHHH..." O said

as a small tickle of the reddish brown liquid worked its way from the top of

the cage, down between her smooth white moons of the slave. It flowed along the

grove to O's filled brown rose before she actually felt it. Then the burning

presence was now felt all along the path toward the second stuffed hole way..

some of it got inside and the rest worked its way down to the other secrete

grommet.

      "Come on she will learn to hold her tongue... someday. Or we can do her

up with a whole new bottle next time. Remind me to pick up some on the way back

tomorrow." Lonia said as the girls departed.

      Through her tears she saw the two girls leaving her. Trapped there in the

cage, naked and with the burning liquid eating her ass crack in a chemical

fire.

She tried to bring her hands to rub the stuff off but they would not respond.

      Olive lapsed into a world of red burning flames in her mind. When she

again became aware or her surroundings she was freezing cold there in the

dog cage. She tried to explore the possibility of extracting herself from the

prods.

      Short of strangling herself she could not get enough slack in the choke

chain. She tried to slide off the prods by bending double but she was not

dexterous enough.

      <Hay they feel.... well If I just..." She discovered what Lonia had told

her. She could try to get off.... < If I rub it and slide and......>

      O found that be manual manipulation and sliding around on the prods she

forgot the cold... for a time.

                    ****************************************

      The cold gray light of day finally came stabbing over the row of cages that

she could see.

      Concrete walls and metal cage doors, as far as she could see, emerged

from the blackness. She started to shivering again. She reached down for her

sore red bud and started to masturbate again when she heard,

      "You see I told you I saw her bring someone here again. Who's stupid now

Mr. smarty pants??"a young girls voice startled the captive woman in her misery.

You've been warned!!!

       ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

                               Mother's Owner # 5

                                   by Paladin

      Horrified Olive looked up to the sound of the approaching feet and

perceived a small girl and boy approaching down the row of cages.

      She was shocked. <They would see her.... She was naked... They... could

be her saviors!> The emotions all flooded together and then she looked up

hopefully..

      "Please please help me... I ...." Olive pleaded as she sought to cover

her corpulent female appendages with her hands.

      The young girl cut her off immediately.

      "Didn't they tell you to shut up till someone talks to you. Where is that

stuff? This one needs a lot of it."  the little girl demanded.

      <OH GOD NOT THEM TOO...> O thought. She reached up with her hands and

attempted to protect her mamorys from the new arrivals. As she was fixed in

place by the prods and the choke chain there was nothing else to do. Horrified

she waited in the imposed silence praying they did not fine the little red

bottle.

      "Old bitch ain't she?", the boy observed, "And she ain't so well trained

as the other one. Get your hands off them tits lady. Just let um hang right

down there. Why Molly here might want to suck um, if they is nice enough. You

want ta suck um Molly?" The boy called over his shoulder to the girl.

      Defeated O let her arms fall down to her side. As she looked up, she

observed with horror that the little girl had acquired the small red bottle.

She followed its every movement with her eyes. While she was distracted!

      She jumped, startled when a small dirty hand grabbed a fist full of her

left tit. She reached up to remove it when it twisted and the boys voice

saying,

      "She's old enough to be mama, but she got nicer, bigger tits. Lookie here

Molly. They's plumb as big as you whole head." convinced her that it was

futile. She had to just stay still and maybe they would not use the little red

bottle.

      "They are not... but they are a sight, ain't they.." The little girl said

reaching out to take possession of the dangling right fleshy globe. She still

retained the bottle with her right hand.

      The little hand grabbed the right orb and dug in with another set of

filthy fingers. They both twisted and weighed the breast meat and then the girl

observed,

      "Soft uns... Not like the puny little ones the other bitch had." I bet

they give a lot of milk when she is in season. Wonder if mine will ever be as

big and soft..."

      "Na you'll never get utters like these. You'll get little fired eggs like

ma's. This here is a growed up woman. I like her. Wonder if'n ma will let us

keep her?" The boy inquired. "Bet she'd fit right under my bed. The things we

could have her do..."

      "Ma'd tan our asses if she knowed we's fooling around here. Let's just do

something to her and leave." the little girl said holding the dreaded red

bottle up to the boy.

      "No no please I... I'll give you money or something...." Olive offered.

      "Don't see no money or nothing but these," the boy observed as he

continued to play with the fleshy orb. "I could take out my pocket knife and

cut um off. Yea!! That be something. Old Billy don't have no tits in his

collection. Just pictures..."

      He reached into his back pocket and produced a rusted old pocket knife.

He opened it and pushed it through the bars to acquire it for his collection.

<Just think a 'tit' ... a real one.>

      Olive began screaming and pleading and trying to hold the boys knife hand

from it's intended task.

      Try as he might he could not position the desired flesh and knife where

he could lop it off... (Olive was being very uncorrupative.)

      "Molly help me hold her hands... I'll give you the left one.. if'n you

help." the boy promised.

      "I don't know... Fred." Molly commented but she grabbed Olives right hand

and managed to hold it out from the tussle. "She'll  bleed ever soo much and

then she won't be so nice to play with again. Besides Lonia will know it was us

and she will be so mad.. at us. We better not. Besides ma won't let us keep um

in the house. Remember that snake you done brought home?"

      "You girls always stick together... Never let a guy have any fun. Maybe

I'll just do a nip." Fred offered as he still tussled with Olives left hand for

the possession of the object of his desire. He wanted something for his

collection.

      "Why don't we just have her do you with her mouth, like the other one

did. Then we could go play down by the creek." Molly offered.

      "How we be sure she'd want to do me that away?" the boy inquired still trying

to position his knife for the flick that would give him a 'nip' for his collection.

      "OH please let me do you..." Olive pleaded, "I'll be ever soo good to

you... I promise I'll..."

      "Well OK but she has to do you too Molly." Fred demanded, "So as you

won't tell on me to MA. She does us both or I'm going to fleck this thing off."

Fred had finally got the blade positioned just above the nipple. Olive froze

with fear. Any motion now might lose her her precious treasure. She looked up

pleading with the little girl for her precious nip.

      "Please I'll do you and her and any thing you say only Please don't..." O

pleaded with the youngster. She hoped the little girl would agree... She looked

up at the girl. It all depended on her..

      Oh well I guess... but none of your trying to feel my cookie while she

does me. You want to feel something you feel her's." Molly demanded. "You are

just too fresh with those fingers.. You might jurt little me and I don't want to....

Now.."

      "Aw well OK.. but you got to take off that dress so I can see those

little nips of your's." Fred bargained. "It is soo cute when they get all stiff

and you go all... funny."

      "Sometimes I think you are just awful Fred. They ain't nothing but

nipples. Just like you got.." Molly explained but secretly glad he had noticed.

      Fred stood up loosed his jeans and lowered them and his yellow stained

shorts. The smell from the unwashed child of nature would have turned O off in

ordinary circumstances, but one look at the rusty blade the boy had dropped by

her cage convinced her to do the boy and do him quick. She counted her

blessings.

      His little bud was hidden in the sparse forest of black hair. O,

convinced that she had to do it, reached right in there. No coyness no teasing

now. It might be misrepresented, she quickly manually guided the smelly one

eyed slug to her precious mouth. She was tempted to try hold it still with her

teeth but decided against it when the sun glinted off the blade.

      "Come on, come on, get that tongue in there a working." Fred ordered her.

      <Where were these kids raised?.. a whore house??> Olive wondered but she

slowly drew the tip of her tongue, across his odius little prick head. <The taste is

horrible...UGHHH!!>

      "Molly get me my knife." Fred demanded.

      The girl came closer and retrieved the dreaded implement. She thrust it

through the cage bars and commenced to scraping it over the tender white tit

flesh of the sucking woman.

      "Maybe it wouldn't bleed soo much if we just took the nip." Molly

whispered into Olives right ear. Fred's organ began to stiffen at the sound of

that and Olives frantic tongueing..

      Olive commenced to Laval like her life depended on it. (Really the nipple

did.)

      "Now that is better... What the other one say that was... a dow job or

something." Fred observed as he stroked O's hair in appreciation of her

ministrations.

      "A blow job, silly." Molly said, "Only they don't blow ." she scraped the

blade a little deeper, "They suck... and then they drain these." the girl said

cradling her brothers lightly haired balls in her other small hand.

      "AAAA AH AHAhhh ahahahhhh" Fred murmured as his little white ass did a

staccato dance and then became still. "Molly you let them go!" Fred ordered

when his sense returned.

      "Was she good Fred?" Molly inquired still retaining possession of Fred's

jewels.

      "Better than the other one." Fred observed, now that he had a compairison.

"Now let go and lets see her do you."

      "Aw do I have to. I mean I helped and that last one just wasn't what I

liked." Molly objected as she reluctantly let go of Fred's orbs.

      "Oh but this one is better and older. Probably more experienced." Fred

offered, "Ain't you bitch?"

Olive blanched....

      "I don't know... but she is positioned all wrong for doing girls." Molly

objected.

      O was at a loss as to what to say. She was 'experienced' with girls...

Well no but now she would lie to give them what they wanted.

      "Aw I can fix that. Help me turn the cage over." Fred said.

      A lot of tugging and heaving and finally the two industrious kids had O

on her back, facing the sky. Her tits puddled on her chest and her hairy twat

was still stuffed with the prods. Her ankles were still chained apart.

      Fred fiddled with the cage lock and got it opened. Molly reached for the

hem of her dress. Looking around to insure their were no strangers she finally

stood up straight and in one fluid motion lifted the cloth over her little

head. She had small immature nipples and no breast definition. She could be a

boy for all you could see above the waist.

      She looked around and assured herself that no one was there, except Fred.

Then she lowered her panties revealing a cute little cookie totally devoid of

hair. The small pink lips were soo small and the whole package was soo... (Well

you know!!)

      She looked over and exclaimed, "Fred you quit that... or  I'll tell MA."

As she observed her brother jacking his pud at the vision of child hood

innocence.

      "Quit what?" Fred asked innocently as his penis stood out straight from

its attaching point. (AW to be young and inexhaustible.) He quickly removed his

hand from its natural task.

      "You ain't getting any more for a long while.  You hurt me too much last

time. You told me you'd stop and you wouldn't..." Molly said squatting down and

backing into the cage. Her filthy feet came to rest beside Olives ears and the

small pussy descended.

      After last night Olive knew what was required. She used her fingers to

open the little clam like lips and commenced to laveling the little bud hidden

there in. It was soo small and the utheria was microscopic..

      Molly responded with the abandonment of youth. She wiggled and squirmed

her privates against the pleasuring tongue. She did not pay any attention to

Fred till she felt his hand grab her hair. Lost in her passion she did not say

anything but her mouth opened soundlessly.

      When she peered up at the small column of white flesh, its eye peered

right into her's. She opened her mouth further to object but Fred knew an

opportunity when he saw one and he took it.

      Stuck as she was, Molly could only squirm and suck.. soon the two merged

in her tiny belly and she commenced to coming and coming.

      She did not even stop when Fred lose his small (for it as his second in a

short time) load. She replaced his fleshy column with her thumb, like she had

years ago, as a child. It was better than Fred. This did not go down and taste

so cheesy.

      Fred stood back and marveled at how the female of the species could get

soo many cums from just a hole and some lips.... (Damn Women)

      Molly finally tired of the ministrations of Olives tongue. (Olive was

convinced that another minute and her precious pink organ would have fallen

off. The girl was insatiable!!)

      Molly waddled out of the cage and shouted at Fred,

      "YOU.... YOU Stink.... I hate you You.... You do that again and

I'll......"

      "AW you loved every drop of it and don't tell me different. Now help me

get this here cage back up right before Lonia or Ma comes and tans out hides."

Fred demanded.

      It seemed it took greater effort to right the cage but maybe it was that

the kids were tired out from O's ministrations. Finally when they got things

positioned like they felt it had been they turned to leave.

      "Please please." O began,&quot;Tell you mother to come rescue me. I'll giv..."

      "Not hardly," Fred said. "She liked ta wore out her belt on us last time

when she found us when that other gal Carol. No we won't tell and if'n you know

what is good for you, you'll keep your mouth shut bout us being here. Else wise

next time I'll bring daddy's hedge clippers. Be real easy to snip off one of

them there tits for sure..."

      "Why is it all you think about is our breasts?" Molly asked.

      "What else she got. A stinky hole and some hair... Na these is what a guy

wants to have for his own." Fred observed as he stuck his hand inside the cage

for a final feel of the desired soft white tit flesh.

      The kids seemed to lose interest as they disappeared down the row of

cages from which they had come. This left Olive with a horrible taste in her

mouth and the stuffed feeling in her gut. The sun rose and rose till it was

beyond noon.

      O was now dying for a drink of water and very hungry. She waited alone

with the flys and gnats causing her no end of torment. She decided for the 10th

or was it the 20th time to exercise her clit.. She should do something else but

their was nothing to do and the didlows kept her mind centered in her belly.

She reached up to start...

      She was almost there when she heard approaching footsteps....

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                               Mother's Owner# 6

                                   by Paladin

      "Well look at the old whore.... Don't let us interrupt you and your

degenerate doings. Go on rub it till you get it all out of your system." Lonia

demanded. "Bitch is insatiable. Must be where you get them nympho trends."

      O ceased, embarrassed, when she saw her two owners approaching. Her hand

froze in mid rub. Now she dropped her hands to the cage floor to take the

strain of the chain off her neck. She looked up pleading them for release.

     "Bad O I told you to go on and do your thing... Now you better do it and

be quick about it. I want to see my little whore O come on command." Lonia

reached into a plastic bag and pulled out a crumpled up joint. She lit it with

a butane lighter. Then she brought the lighter to the bars and trusted it into

the cage.

      "Wanna play 'Joan of Arc', bitch? You can be the main character." Lonia

inquired waving the small flame to and fro outside the bars below her helpless

captive.

      Shuttering O quickly resumed her masturbation. <She is making me an

animal. A performing dog or something..>

      "What do you mean 'nympho trends'" Vi started. "I mean their was only....

what... three guys last night and you said you did the whole team, You

'Nympho'!"

      "Relax lover," Lonia demanded after exhaling the potent vapors, "Here

take a hit and watch the bitch do her thing for us." Lonia then held out the

odoriferous stick to Vi.

      "Yeah that was some good shit you scored last night. This from the same

batch?" Vi inquired as she took the burning ember and drew its smoke deep into

her lungs.

      "Come on come on bitch. Do the dirty for us, or little Lonia burn." Lonia

demanded as she again stuck the lighter higher into the cage, closer to the

captives dangling tits.

      O knew the bitch would burn her if she did not go on. A day before to do

this would have been unthinkable before two sets of young female eyes. Now she

arched up as best she could and began where she had left off only this time she

worked frantically.

      "Not bad not bad. Now get into it more for us.... come on you know how it's

done... hump them prods. Boy what a stupid bitch. We give her an audience and she

just ...." Lonia berated O's performance.

      "Come on you old bitch. Hump them things like the pictures show of you with

that horny old perv from next door." Vi demanded from her position on the other

side of  the cage. She reached in with the funny cigarette and made a game of poking

it almost into the swaying left mammary much to O's horror.

      "Hay cut that shit out.. That shit is expensive. Use the lighter to warm

her up if you want to, but give me the weed." Lonia demanded.

      O was humping for all she was worth and then some. She hoped that the

girls would be satisfied if she came for them, but they were not. The made her

exert herself to greater and greater numbers of cums. Finally she couldn't go

on she stopped and just stood still sweating and panting.

      "Not bad... O. Now look what we went out and bought for you last night!"

Lonia said as she extinguished the nub of the joint on a cage bar. She upended

the bag and a variety or stuff fell out.

      Their seemed to be a jumble of things inside it. Some of her largest ear

rings, some hand cuffs, some key rings, a set of funny pliers (O had seen these

before but she could not remember where) some lengths of chain, a small lock

with a long loop, Some other stuff and most devastating of all, a large new

bottle of the 'Hot Sauce' she dreaded. Her whole contiousness focused on that

bottle.

      Vi undid the choke chain and demanded.. "Hands back here.. O."

      O surrender her hands behind her to her daughter. She felt the metal

close around her wrists as the handcuffs trapped her arms behind her. Then the

chain on her legs was opened by Vi and she was made to crawl out of the cage.

      O's stomach cramped at the loss of the filling prods that seemed to have

taken up permanent residence in her. Once outside the choke chain was again

attached to a leash.

      "Wait a minute.. Get her back in there. She has  to clean those dummies. No

telling what she did on um. I might want to use um on some nice young virgin to

break her in and I want um all nice and clean." Lonia demanded.

      Vi pulled the leash and O crawled back inside the cage, this time face

first, to cleanse the prods. They smelled like.... well it was only her own

waste products... And then too she had no choice...so she unfurled her tongue

and did the cleansing required with her mouth and tongue to her owners

satisfaction.

      Once she was done with the cage cleaning, she turned to see that Lonia

had stripped off her jeans and donned a huge strap on dildo. It was long... and

thick... and covered with vein like projections... and the head was shaped like

a small baby's fist.

      "Look what a treat little Lonia has for you, you old perv, and you thought

we didn't care. Come on over here and slick it down for me." Lonia demanded

as she balanced the projection at her crotch one handed like little Fred had

done with his minuscule pud this morning.

      O stared and tried to avoid any close contact with the horrific member.

They couldn't..... they wouldn't..... th...

      Vi said "Horny old bitch like my mother probably wants it up there dry.

She is after every inch she can get..."

      O looked up pleadingly at her offspring shaking her head...< NO NO...

DRY????>

      "Well I don't know... Dry it just might just do some damage... I know

let's use this to lub it up for her." Lonia said.

      O turned to see the red bottle about to be pored on the large dummy...

she tugged forward, frantic to 'lub' it herself. She began to lub the hard

unyielding plastic franticly. She licked and licked. The thing was stiff and

had a rough bumpy surface and that would soon reside inside her. She was

not this big down there. She could not get it in her mouth, as her jaw would

not open that far. <But DRY!!> Just the thought convinced her to tongue

bathe it all over. She tried to get to all the surface area she could. Too soon

for her, she heard.

      "OK bitch get over the stool and spread um for your new lover." Lonia

ordered. "Give me any trouble and I'll do your ass instead."

      O panicked. She did not want the damn thing, at all, but in her ass!!!

She would die... she assumed the desired position, belly down over the stool Vi

had placed in the isle.  Ever helpful Vi closed the strap over O's waist to

lock her securely in the desired position.

      "Wider than that bitch. This ain't no needle dick next door neighbor

fuck. This is 'The Pleasurizer'. Your going to just love it. Instructions say

it is for only really perverted bitches. You hear that... It was made for

you... OK spread um and make room cuze here it comes." Lonia told the

cringing O. "Might help if you open your mouth in case it comes right

straight through."

      Lonia knelt on a pillow she had placed between O's legs and was ready.

She positioned the stiff piece of plastic by hand at the entrance to O's sex. Then

she grabbed the woman's hip bones.

      "Now I think you want to get even wider than that  O. Else wise this thing might 

just split you wide open." Lonia advised.

      "Na that is my mother... she likes it rough... Don't you you old whore.."

Vi spit out.

      Desperately O tried to widen her legs and ass cheeks.

      Then O felt the huge thing slide between her labia major and on to the

labia minor to her cringing hole. The head being tapered, it easily gained

purchase and started its long descent into O's very being.

      Lonia went slow as she wanted to be sure it was in the right place. A

thing this big could tear a whole new ass hole and that would be messy and

unproductive. The going became slower about 2 inches in..

      "Ow lookie here.. She is all tense up and we haven't even got to the big

part." Lonia withdrew a bit and drove in with more force. She also tried some

twisting on her end to stimulate her own clit.

      This time she got to 4 inches and O began to buck and wiggle to

accommodate the monster. Lonia retreated a bit and said to Vi, who was

watching the proceedings with glee,

      "Be a lot easier if she really gets into it. Whyn't you help your mother girl.

You just play with her tits and play kissy face with her. After all she is your

mother. I know she would love it coming from you..."

      "Aw maybe your are right." Vi said as she knelt before the straining

woman and began to manipulate the dangling breasts. She dropped the pliers she

had had in her hands under them and then ran her bare hands over the smooth

white expanse of tender skin and nipped at the woman's ear. She felt the nipples

began to stiffen and knew she was having the desire effect. Vi looked up and

shook  'yes' with her head to Lonia.

      Lonia shoved and came to a stop this time with 6 inches up in there, much

to O's displeasure. O seemed to be humping and responding to the friction and

tit manipulations.

      Lonia slowly withdrew and Vi kept up the manipulations of O's fleshy

orbs. Lonia rested with about 2 inches in and ordered,

      "Just like we discussed in the car. Do the left one first. Ready?"

      "Yea OK... Just let me get... OK.. I'm ready" Vi said after fumbling to

get and position the pliers under the left dangling orb.

      "Your going to love this...you bitch..." Vi said as she again nipped

O's ear. Then she squeezed her fist with all her might on the metal pliers.

      Lonia gave a mighty shove and plumbed O's depths. This caused O to raise

up to try to escape the drilling. At that very moment her left nipple exploded

in pain....

      "AAAAALKAAHAHAKKALL" O screamed and looked down at her left

breast now firmly in her daughters hand. Attached to the burning nipple was

the strange pliers... (They were the piercing tools from the mall.) Her precious

nipple .... It was mutilated...

      Vi pulled outward with the tools firmly gripped in her right hand. With

her left hand, she fumbled with and found a the large ear ring in the stuff,

that she has selected from home for this position.

      Lonia did not give O any peace. She had the foot long dildow almost all

the way in and she shoved and shoved to get it all in there. O's struggles

gradually subsided and Lonia felt the cheeks of the woman at her own pubic

bone. She had it all in there now.

      "Mission accomplished here.. how are you doing?" Lonia inquired.

      "Almost there. Come and look! It is going to be soo nice." Vi answered.

      Lonia unbuckled from the dummy from her hips. She attached it to the

stool and left it securen deep inside it's victim.

      She stretched and walked around the woman and knelt down to see Vi just

threading the heavy bangle through the newly made hole in the pink nipple. The

green stone and gold ring looked.... well 'Kinky' would be the word for it.

      Three pair of female eyes looked at the bobble. Two found it, 'far out'.

The third pair did not count anyway.

      "Please take it out. Take it...." O pleaded tearfully..

      "Who asked for your opinion? I like it. Glue it shut so it doesn't get

lost." Lonia ordered. Vi reached into the pile and secured the green stoned

ring to it's new home forever with super glue.

      "That dildow as much fun as it seems?" Vi asked.

      "Yeah go around and give it a try... MaMa and I have to get better

acquainted anyway." Lonia said as she slapped the attached dangling babble.

      Vi pulled the dummy out some from its form fitted home and attached the

straps it around her own hips... She then pushed into the shrinking hole. She

had to guide it with both hands to aim the heavy cumbersome thing. She shoved

in the 6 inches of plastic she had removed and started to sawing away. She met

little resistance as this was a freshly ploughed field.

      "Not as much fun as a guy but it is OK. But then too it can go on forever." Vi

observed from her fucking.

      Lonia took possession of the woman's breasts and began to feel them up

like melons in a store. The freshly pierced caused  screaming pain but the other

one started to warmed to the knowing female touch leaving O in a quandary.

      Real nice set of melons bitch. Be even better now with the decorations, don't

you think." Lonia asked her captive.

      "Please let me go and I won't tell... AAAAA" O began...

      Displeased Lonia twisted the big green stoned ring.

      "I asked about the decorations. Now you make me use the stuff..." Lonia

ordered.

      "Please please I didn't mean it I....." O pleaded.

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                               Mother's Owner # 7

                                   by Paladin

      Lonia was mad. She looked up and said to the laboring Vi,

      "Your mother is one tight ass bitch. Vi I think this calls for more .....

No more miss goodie goodie, do her ass.... NOW!!!" Lonia demanded.

      Vi pulled out the now thoroughly drenched dildo and positioned the

'little baby fist' like head at the entrance of her mother's neither hole. She

leaned forward and it went in a ways, as the hole was somewhat opened from O's

night time stuffing, and then too, their was the lubricant, it had on it.

      O felt the thing going in. She thought this would come out her mouth if

they tried to force it all the way in. When it stopped, she sighed a sigh of

relief. Its progress had stopped. Minor cramping was evident but it was nothing

like the pain she had had before in her vagina when Lonia forced the whole

thing inside her.

      Lonia gave her right breast a twist to cause a scream and with that an

expanding of the diaphragm. She called up to Vi,

      "Come on! Come on! Drive that sucker to her tonsils. I want that ass hole

open and worn smooth like butter for the boys... Rub down all those kinks in er."

      Vi reared back and dug in her feet. She got her whole body behind it. The

'Pleasurizer' lumbered forwards into the now stretching moist hole. It this

time made much better progress. It slid to the very hilt were Vi's labia were.

Vi looked up from the white moons of her mother and smiled to her partner.

      "Mission accomplished!" she said as she tried to retreat the thing for

another stroke. The suction made the going here much slower and pulled on the

positioning straps. Vi reached down and held the things with both her hands to

keep the dummy on her own hips during the process.

      O was not happy. She stretched and wiggled and in general tried anything

she could, given her level of freedom to make room. The stiff unyielding dummy

had forced all her innards to adjust to its presence in its forward motion. Now

they were being sucked back to their former positions. A tug of war was going

on inside her vitals.

      All the while Lonia kept toying with her breasts. She kept stroking the

right breast till the nipple stiffened and then she would twist the left nipple

ring. Poor O did not know what to experience. Pleasure .... or ... Pain???

      Finally O had arched up her back to the allow the dummy some more

clearance in her bowels. All the while she screamed and screamed. When Lonia

was certain O was past caring about her pain / pleasured tits, Lonia secretly

reached down to the things left over from the bag.

      She found the thing she wanted. She lifted it to the distended right

nipple. The steel implement was positioned soo quickly that O did not even

detect it till...

      CLINK

      O's right nipple exploded in the pain she had recently experienced in her

left.

      She glared down and saw Lonia's hand holding the piercing pliers with its

needle scurrying her precious little right bud. She tried to stop all motion of

the breast meat to still the pain. But Lonia twisted the tool first right and

then left, to widen the hole for the large ring it was to house soon. O gritted

her teeth almost to the point of breaking them.

      Then Lonia reached down and picked up the big ear rings mate. The one

with the matching green stone. O sensing that movement would hurt more, stayed

froze and let her captor thread the ring all the way through the newly blazed

path. Satisfied it was positioned Lonia's right hand again went into the bags

contents and picked up the super glue tubes. O felt the slight pull as the

babble dangled freely. Then she saw Lonia take the two tubes and secure the

metal to metal bond. The green stoned rings were now a permanent part of her

breasts. She had no say in the matter and she knew it... <Mutilated for life. A

kinky whore forever...>

      O was now a marked woman.. Only kinky sluts had this done and now she so

marked. She hurt. She realized she was still being stuffed in her ass. She was

in pain from a number of sources. She felt her contiousness slipping away..

This was too much. She leaned way over the stool and passed out. The last thing

she saw was the shaking of the green stones on her nipple rings as she gave it

up.

      "Would you look at that!!! After I do a wonderful job of decorating her

tits, for her, she goes to sleep on me. Vi you done with her ass?? You know we

agreeded to lock her up?" Lonia inquired rising from her position below the

stool. She had dropped the tools and glue and was wiping her hands on her own

naked ass.

      The green stones sparkled in the light from their positions on the

formally virgin breasts. They cast a crazy pattern on the ground of the kennel

as Vi kept pumping her mother's ass with the 'Pleasurizer'.

      "Hold your damn water. I'm enjoying this. Best time I ever had with

her... Should have done this during those mother-daughter shits. Oh the fun I'm

gonna have... in the future with this bitch. Aren't we having fun O??" Vi said

as she continued to saw at the now opened ass hole of her parent.

      Seeing it would be a while, Lonia went over and retrieved her discarded

jeans. She turned to watch the two other females at the joys of lesbo and

smiled. Should she....< NAA Let her get this out of her system. Their was the

party tonight and this one needed to be done first.>

      Lonia pulled on her jeans and then searched through the bags remaining

content to find another joint to pass the time. Shit!! she was unsuccessful.

<DAMNNNN>

      She picked up the small lock with the long hasp. <She is going to hate

this but who gives a shit what she likes.>

      After a while Vi withdrew the 'Pleasurizer' and turned to Lonia.

      "Ok lets get her fixed for her lock." Vi said.

      The two girls unbuckled the holding belt from O's waist and laid her down

to the ground on her back. They spread her legs and Lonia went to get the tool.

      Lonia ordered, "Get her to tongue that dildow. I want to try that on

another girl I know, and I don't want her to catch something from this nympho

mother of yours.&quot;

      Vi squatted down and then sat on O's tender tits. The pain flared again

in her wounded mamorys. O woke up screaming. Vi positioned the dummy at the

open oral cavity and ordered,

      "Clean up the mess you made on it you dirty bitch." Vi demanded

squirming on the soft freshly pierced tit mounds to accent her order.

      O quickly began tonguing off the dummy even though it had just withdrawn

from her ass. She knew the would do something worse if she disobeyed. Vi lifted

up some and she felt some relief in her mangled aching tits.

      While she was laboring over the putrid cylinder she felt someone handling

her labia. They were pulling them straight out. First the right one and then

she felt something metallic squeezing the damp limp flesh. <NO They couldn't...

They wouldn't....> She hopped.

      CLINK

      "O O O O O...." she moaned but went on with her tonguing of the dummy.

Then she felt her left labia being distended and then.....

      CLINK

      She felt the tender flesh being stretched and something stiff being run

through the newly made holes.

      SNAP!!

      "Would you look at that. I bet this sure puts a kink in her fucking. What

do you think Violet? Am I a genius or what. It is just the right size. No

question now... we own this cunt..." Lonia exclaimed. "She done with that thing

yet?"

      "Yeah I guess.." Vi said as she lifter her ass off O's tits and turned

around to look at the newly decorated cunt lips.

      There with its metal ring through O's labia was the small lock. It hung

down and secured the entrance to O's sex for all but those who possessed the

key.

      "Now every time she wants to fuck she has to have one of us give her the

key." Lonia declared as she gave a small key to Violet. Then Lonia went around

to O's head and showed her her key.

      "You see this bitch?? We now own your cunt. You fuck only who we say.. If

that dirty perv wants to do the dirty with you ... You just sent him to one of

us... We will decide when he can, how much he'll pay and all the details. From

now on all you have to do is fuck... Ain't that special??"

      Taking O's hair in her hand Lonia lifter her head to show her her newly

imprisoned sex.

      Sure enough Olive beheld the lock nestled snugly between her labia. <This

could not be... They couldn't do this... Her husband would...>

      Lonia lifted and Vi helped. Together they got O on her feet. Lonia took a

leash and clipped it onto the locks ring. She stretched it out and pulled O's

privates lips. The pain convinced O to follow where the girl wanted her to go..

      "Walkies.... Bitch" Lonia announced..

      "Hay this is a trip. Let me go get the camera and then we can make her do

things..." Vi announced as she retreated down the isle of cages.

      "Please Please let me go. I won.... OOO AH AHAHHHAHA..." Olive started to

beg the girl when she was sure that her daughter was out of ear shot. Lonia did

not let her even start, She grabbed the right nipple ring and lifted it some 3

inches.

      The breast distended. It became a long nipple, a ball of fat, and so many

cords of flesh under the skin...

      "I told you to shut your yap bitch... I'll decide what and when you use

that cake hole for from now on. Just like the pussy hole it all belongs to me

and you better learn or I might just take a notion and snip this off..." Lonia

demanded. Then she tried to throw the ring down. It hurt like hell but O shut

her mouth and tried to obey. "Maybe I should have got another lock. I'll bet

you'd look real fem with one closing your cake hole too. I'll have to see what

Vi says."

      The breast gradually resumed it's former shape, except the ring hole was

now larger.

      <Her mouth locked...like this??? NO NO GOD NO!!!>

      A pull to the locking ring in her private lips and the command,

      "Walkies..."

      Caused the crying subdued woman to stumble forward like a dumb beast,

under the command of the girl... She hurt and hurt but she did not utter one

word.

      The rings green stones sparkled and shown themselves off. That was why

she had purchased them to dazzle when she was dressed up... Now they still

captured attention, but to a naked ringed sex slave from her pierced nipples...

(And they say diamonds are a girl's best friends!!)

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                               Mother's Owner # 8

                                   by Paladin

Vi returned with the video camera and gleefully went about recording her

parents degrading exhibition at the end of Lonia's leash.

      "Now be a good bitch, turn and show your pretty little lock to the

camera." Lonia demanded with a jerk of the leash.

      O was mortified as she saw Vi taping her subservience but the tugging of

her labia and jangling pain in her nips convinced her to just do what they

wanted. She had no choice... <Why was she wetting herself... She could not

be.... What were they turning her into??>

      Vi knelt down and zoomed in for a close up.. O convinced that she must

spread her legs did so. There between her legs dangled freely the little lock

closing the labia till one of her owners opened it... with their key.

      "Now get a close up of the rings. I know we'll want to show them off to

all the gang and whoever else will be viewing this tape in future years." Lonia

ordered..

      Dutifully Vi raised the camera and recorded the bobbles as then sparkled

and did their dangling thing in the bright sunlight..

      "OK now O. You know you've been bad. So I'm sorry, but I just must punish

you." Raising her hand to forestall comment, "Any objections will double the

punishment. Now go get over the stool belly down and I'll do it now." Lonia

informed a cringing O. "Before we forget... Wouldn't want that now would we??"

      "Yeah... Ahh what did she do..." Vi asked.

      "She tried to get me to let her go while you were away." Lonia informed

Vi. "O I want you, in future to delineate what you are being punished for, and

after it is done you are to thank us for correcting your slutty ass. You got

that?"

      O hesitated...

      "If I have to use force, O. I will double the punishment.. Now last

chance. Get over that stool and face away from us.. " Lonia demanded.

      Olive realized she was in no position to delay. She quickly went over and

placed her belly on the stool. She kept her head high and looked down the row

of cages. She heard some whispering and some giggling and then the girls foot

steps, as they came to her side. The strap secured her to the perch. The breast

bobbles gleamed as they dangled freely in the sunlight.

      "Good bitch O," Lonia said as she ran her hand over the smooth white ass,

"You have been a very obedient bitch now so it will only be a little this time.

Next time though I will have to use whole lot more. Do you understand me? I

mean you have been warned..."

      "Yes.... Yes Mistress..." O answered as she felt the hands on her ass

cheeks, yawning them wide open. Then she felt a slim projection slip into her

unprotected distended ass hole. The projection went way, way inside. It stopped

deep inside her ass. (After the 'Pleasurizer' this thing was nothing.) She felt

the thick rubber ball now resting between her ass cheeks.

      "Now remember O you had better be on your best behavior, from now on, or

this will be the first of many, many more of these." Lonia informed the

cringing nude.

      "Yeah we're only doing it for your own good...." Vi giggled.

      Then someone, probably Lonia, squeezed the rubber bulb and the fiery

liquid was squirted deep into the poor woman's bowels... The nozzle was held in

her ass, by unseen hands, to insure all the vile hot stuff stayed inside her

vitals. O felt the fire burning deep inside her very being. Despite the warning

she screamed her head off and bucked and bucked at the restraining strap.

      Then the girls stood back and watched O try to expel the fiery brew

inside her ass hole. Man the squirming she did, and the screaming..... It was

deafening. Good thing they were in the country. Any close neighbors would

surely complain at all the noise.

      Vi was recording the event from the beginning. She had to give the camera

to Lonia since she was laughing soo much to hold it steady. (Digital stabilizer

or no.)

      O was beside herself with agony. Their was no relief. Inside it burned

her. Going out of her it burned her ass hole, and all the while she was

doubling over with the cramping... The girls finally tired of this spectacle.

They released her from the stool. Stood her upright, or as nearly upright as

was possible at the time, and then chained her neck to a bar on a top cage to

keep her standing up, as she tried to relieve her bowels of the stuff. Then

bored with the repetitiveness of the actions, they walked away down the row of

cages away from the sight, smell and noise.

      It seemed like hours went by before O felt a cooling flow of ice cold

water being applied to her body. It was first applied to her tits and upper

body. This did nothing to alleviate her inner torment. When she went to

spasming from the cold water, the hose was lowered and cleaned out the

remaining sauce from the outside of her privates. Nothing was done for her

insides...

      "There, now the rest inside will keep you in the proper frame of mind for

your lessons..." Lonia informed her.

      After she had shaken her self almost dry, she just stood there and

vouched to never do anything to piss Lonia off at her again. The girl was her

boss from now on and they both knew it. No questions...

      "Now O I only put about half an ounce of that stuff in you THIS TIME,

Next time I wonder what all 6 ounces would do to you???" Lonia informed her,

"No matter I'm sure we understand each other now and you will be a good little

slave from now on. Isn't that right? Now I want to teach you some commands and

positions. Now stand up straight there and lets get started... Or do you want

me to go get that bottle again."

      O straightened, despite the cramping, onto her feet quickly and

concentrated on Lonia's every word. The girl had her do the most degrading

things. She was required, on command, to drop into a crotch and spread her

legs. Making sure all of her was on display.

      She was taught to shake the babbles so that the stones did crazy patterns

on the concrete walls of the kennel. (She was informed that in future she would

do this to cause her nipple bells to ring, maybe in a tune, while she was

fucking some customer. But as they had forgot the bells that would be going

onto later.)

      Lonia removed the hand cuffs but whenever her owners were in sight, O was

to place her hands behind her back, hands kept up between her shoulder blades,

and keep them there no matter what was done to her exposed treasures.

      Violet recorded the training and when the girls tired of it they had O

squat and tell them of her fuckings with Mr. Williams. The camera recorded it

all from it's position on a tripod.

      "How many times did you fuck the old perv?" Vi inquired from her right

side diddling with the right tit ring.

      O desperately looked around for some respite but Lonia had the little

bottle in her hand.

      "Twice...." O blurted out.

      This went on and on..

      "Did you blow the bastard?" Vi demanded.

      "No... I nev....." O admitted.

      "What?? You didn't blow him?" Lonia inquired.

      "No Mistreess..." O answered suddenly ashamed of her lack of skill.

      "Did you do daddy??" Vi asked..

      "NO... I...well I nev... Your father and I well we he.. " O was

embarrassed to go on.

      "That's just great... Vi get the nerd over to your house pronto. I want

this bitch to practice her lip lock on his pecker before the party. I don't

want to be embarrassed with a tyro cock sucker at the party when I promised the

gang a ball drained."  Lonia demanded as she twisted O's left tit to punish her

for her lack of skill.

      "Aw why do you want me to get Glen.. I mean he is such a nerd. He'll

probably cream in his jeans when he sees her. Let alone gets in her mouth..."

Vi inquired.

      "Because, shit for brains, he has the film disk you left there. Then too

we need someone to print the pictures we have been taking and he has the stuff.

And lastly she gets a practice monkey's dick to swing on, and he is our 'go

for' for as long as we like. Now do you get it.." Lonia informed her

accomplice.

      Then the questioning resumed. It went on and on. It explored all aspects

of Olive's previous sex life. The where, when, how, etc or her married love

making, were of particular interest to the girls.

      After an embarrassing eternity for O the girls finally ran out of

questions. O, who had been reduced to starring at the tripods leg as she

answered the girls breathed a sigh or relief. She had done it and no one had

declared she was to be punished. The dull burning inside was a constant

reminder or what could happen again..

      "Now O I want you to make nice nice for the cameras. I think you should

show it what a slut you are." Vi quipped, She let go of the tit she had been

playing with and withdrew her key from the jeans pocket. She bent down and

opened the cunt lock. Withdrew it and went over to the pile from the bag. She

picked up a long black cylinder like object.

      Then she went over and whipped her wet hand on O chest and said,

      "You get excited at the most perverted things don't you, mother? Oh well

now do your thing for the audience. Who knows we may get you a guest show on

whore of the week on some pimps tv."

      She reached down and fed the long black cylinder into her mother's

dripping sex.

      "There you are, you old bitch. Now let it all hang out there. go on!!! Or

I'll get the stuff and I won't be as kind hearted as old Lornia over there.

      O, having been unlocked, and directed had no choice. She masturbated for

the camera with the large black dildow. She was listless at first but the sight

of the glass bottle and the command soon had her saying over and over what a

slut she was. How she longed to take it up the ass from a big black dog...

etc.. When ever she slowed down Lonia asked her,

      "Do you think you need some of this stuff on that dildo to get the

feeling right?"

      She went to full speed again right away.

      As it was getting late this concluded her training for the day. O was

again cunt locked, but tonight she was not to be left in the kennel. She was

blindfolded and lead back through the maze of cages to the car.

      This time she was locked inside the trunk and told to use the dildow in

her ass to amuse herself on the way home.

      "And if I open this trunk and find you asleep or something... well just

remember I may have left the little bottle here, but we got a large bottle of

that stuff at home..." Lonia informed her.

      O went right to work... She did not even think of trying to remove the

blind fold. She worked the thing in and out of her ass all the way home??..

       ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

                               Mother's Owner # 9

                                   by Paladin

      Olive worked the dummy in and out of her ass through the whole long trip.

She wished the girls had left her labia unlocked so she might rub her clitoris

to get the proper effect. I mean it just did not feel like a natural thing to

be obtaining such stimulation from playing with her ass hole. It was... somehow

dirty...well nasty even.... Still the girl had ordered her and they would

punish her if she did not do it. So she kept up a steady rhythm.

      Then the car lurched right, it then rose up and then down and finally it

came to an abrupt stop..... somewhere...

      Olive heard the doors open and close. Then the sound of feet on gravel

coming back to the trunk lid. They were coming for her...

      She began to vigorously plunge the black cylinder in and out of her ass

hole. She wanted to please Lonia at all costs. She wanted to show her

obedience... It hurt but it hurt soo good...

      SNAP.....CRRRRRREEEEEKKKKK

      Then O felt the sun on her naked torso. She turned her ass up in the air,

so the girls could see her ass hole plugging and heard...

      "Would you look at that?" Vi's voice said, "She is really getting into

that ass fucking thing, Don't you know? Why we have a whole new cunt

on this bitch."

      "Perverted bitch. Feel how wet she is." Lonia's voice demanded

withdrawing the fingers that had encountered the river of girlie cum on the

locked up labia. "Yuck!! Hope she don't rust the lock permanently shut, of

course we could call a lock smith. Can you imagine?? 'UH could you come over

and unlock my mothers cunt...'Please mr lock smith man...."  a fit of giggling

insued.

      "Aw well she is just a perv... Aren't you mother?" Vi demanded of her

humbled parent. "I'll bet she would love having some strange guy diddling with

the lock there between her legs... "

      "Yes d... I... Yes mistress!!" O answered quickly gaining her wits as the

cum subsided. She hopped they would not punish her for it. She hoped the lock

did not rust shut.. She would just die if...

      "You almost fucked up O. I'll just put that down as a half

infraction..... You are this close to a 6 ounce douche with the hot sauce you

love soo much bitch." Lonia related to the quivering blinded sex slave.. "Come

on Vi let's get her inside and anchored in her proper place before the guests

come.."

      Two pair of hands helped her up after making O clean off the black dummy

with her oral sex organ. Then they lead her around the car and into a room. She

was sure it was a room because of the feel of the tiles under her feet.

      "Such a good slut to leave the blind fold on and now squat down and

spread um!" Lonia's voice ordered pressing down on the slaves naked shoulders.

O opened her knees and bent down into the humbling position.

      O complied and placed her hands, as, required, behind her and awaited

further orders from her mistresses. She felt a hand at her cuntlock and then a

snap . As the hand was wiped over her chest she heard.

      "There now. All nice and comfy... You slut... You must be leaking gallons

of this yuck!! I ought to..." Vi's voice informed her.. "This is your place and

you are never to leave the chain unless we tell you you can!"

      "Now!! Now!! You can not blame her she is just a natural born slut...

Runs in some families.. Something is missing...." Lonia's voice informed

her.... "Oh yeah... O whenever we come into the room you are to acknowledge our

presence by your position and Say.... I don't know.... Oh yeah.... 'Please

Mistress How may I serve you?' You got that slut??"

      "Yes mistress...." O said in a low voice.

      SWAPPPP

      Out of the void an intruder slapped her right tit. It hurt like hell and

O started to reach out to soothe the wounded mammary when,

      "You move those paws of yours and I cuff um and really wale on those head

lights or yours. Let it sting, it'll keep your mind focused on your duties. Now

what were you going to say?" Lonia demanded.

      "Please mistress how may I serve you?" O repeated and she really did not

want her other tit to feel this way. So she, this time, really meant it. Every

word...

      "Start by betting rid of that blindfold." Lonia commanded.

      O removed the rag from her eyes and found her self squatting in a corner

of her own kitchen with a chain snapped onto he cunt lock leading under her

into a pile and from there into the lower cabinet.

      SWAPPP

      The leash caught her other tit and she again fought to keep her hands

away from the now stinging left mammary.

      "Quit looking around slut.. From now on you will never look higher than

the sex of the person that is addressing you. You hear me slut." Lonia

demanded.

      "Yes Mistress...." O replied looking at the jeans clad crotch of her

mistress. <Bitch> she thought as now both of her mamorys stung.

      "OK Vi go call that nerdo of yours and get him over here. O here needs a

little dickie to play with... Don't you slut?" Lonia demanded reaching out to

diddle with her left nipple ring..

      "Now wait a minute cunt. Why do I... Oh yeah ... yeah .. I'll go call

Chad and have him bring over the old film disk... He will do anything for me

and he comes soo easy... I left him with cum stains in his pants... last even

though he thought he was getting a little pussy. I guess I owe him a little

suckie by my little bitch here...." Vi observed.  She saw Vi leave the room for

the privacy of the hall phone.

      <Chad.... OH NO!!> O thought, <He is Tom and Helen's son. I can't blow

him... They ca.... I guess if I have tooo...>

      In O's lowered field of vision she saw Lonia lowering her jeans. <This

girl never wears panties> The girl threw the denim material over a kitchen

chair. O saw the curly hared bush advancing upon the her naked face again.

      "Time for a little girlie tongue sex bitch.. Lets see if you got any new

twists in that tongue.. If it isn't better than last time, I'll go get the

pliers I found in the garage. I'll bet I could really twist that sucker up with

them. Want to try first to please me or should I get the rusty old things

first?" Lonia inquired..

      "Please mistress let me try!! I know that I will please you. Please let

me try..." O begged. <If that little bitch gets a notion with a pliers she'll

tear out my tongue or my mouth...>

      "All right if you are sure you really want to try.. but be quick and get

that tongue deep... I like that... Come on come on.... DO ME" Lonia said as she

mounted O's face like a saddle.

      O thought her neck would break. As she tried to relieve the pressure on

face by bending her neck but as she made to raise her hands she heard,

      "And no hands bitch... Just get that tongue in there and tickle my

mind... Come on... Is that all the far you can reach?? See I think I'd better

just go get ... ooo ...  well now that is better.... I like that... try to get

that tongue a little bit more... OOOO you long tongued bitch... I ought to fill

up your hole with hot sauce, for holding back on me last time..." Lonia said as

her eyes glazed over. Lonia grabbed her own nipples and seemed to be trying to

pull them off... (Man that woman was into it now... That was one happy woman.)

                 *********************************************

      Meanwhile at the kitchen wall phone looking over this disgusting display

of her mother and girl friend, Vi was dialing her faithful bow. (Some would say

sucker..)

      "Chad... its me.... Vi.. I..." a silence followed when she could not get

in a word.

      "OK I forgive you for not getting a better picture.... she tried to get

in her message... No avail...

      "NO Damn it... I mean... well just bring it back here now and I want to

use.." again she was cutoff by male apologies..

      "Well sure my mother is here but...." again she was stymied by the male

babbling on about nothing..

      "Chad just get your ass over here and bring the disk..." she finally

managed to gasp out..

      "Chad their is a blow job in it for ya if you get your ass over here

quick..." again she was cutoff..

      "Yeah that's what I said... No I'm not shitting ya...." again she was

cutoff by the exeurbent male and his skepticism.

      "Mother... well she will not be a problem..." Vi said as she watched her

parent throat action as she obviously was swabbing out Lonias hole.

      "Of course I'll guarantee you a blow job... No mother will not but in..."

She managed...

      "Chad ... Chad.... If you are here... In five minutes you get the blow

job.. If not then I'll get Tommie to come over...." SLAMMM

      "MEN!!! Damn fools. All he could say was 'He was sorry' 'he would try

again'   'mother wouldn't let him in'  'mother woul..'  AW shit... MEN!!" Vi said

disgusted as she collapsed into a kitchen chair watching Lonia cum for the

tenth or was it twelfth time..

      "Look I'm soo pissed I need some mouth loving. Lonia let me use the bitch

now." Vi demanded.

      "Aw I was just getting into her face... Well OK but I get her tonight

after the party.." Lonia demanded.

      Vi whipped off her jeans and quickly mounted O's face as Lonia collapsed

into the chair. Now this kitchen chair had sprouted a sheen of girlie cum.

      KNOCK   KNOCK

      "Who the fuck could that be?" an exhausted Lonia asked angruarly.

      "Must be Chad... You wanted him... I'm busy... You go answer the fucking

door... It was your idea... besides I'm not...dressed.." Vi said breathlessly.

      Wearily Lonia rose up and in a moment of inspiration, quickly clicked off

a few pictures of the mother / daughter act. These would be useful in the

future... she knew.

      She went to the door and flung open the door. There stood the out of

breadth boy. His smile quickly faded to a look of dismay. Lonia had not

bothered putting on her jeans.

      "Ya what do you want sicko? If you were a gentleman you would not be

looking down at my pussy. So you must be some perv..." Lonia said and made like

she was going to slam the door..

      Chad was having a tough time keeping his eyes in his head let alone

keeping them from the kinky hared snatch. This girl he had seen in school

before was here and she was neked from the waste down. He could not believe his

eyes. He weased and finally managed to gasp out... at the slowly closing

door...

      "I   ...             I'm  ... C... ch  ..Chad... Vi as asked me t... to

br br  ing th is.... " His right hand rose of it's own with nothing in it. At

his left side was the disk firmly anchored there in a death like grip..

      "You giving me the finger you perv..." Lonia laughed.

      "No No Iiii I mean, no.." he said quickly raising the disk and his left

hand to the half nude vision...

      Lonia took the disk and made the door close till only a slight sliver of

an opening remained before Chad started to scream....

      "WAIT WAIT I WAS P PRP PROMISED A ... I MEAN I WA WANT TO SEE VI..

PLEASE."

      "Well why didn't you say so? Quit starring at my pussy you perv..." Lonia

said. She opened the door and took Chad's arm. She dragged the stunned boy into

the hall way. "Come this way." she ordered. Then she turned around and

commenced to swaying like they all do when they are being observed by a male.

(Sort of like liquid motion on ball bearings... You Know guys!!)

      Her smooth white ass, she knew, would be the only thought in the nerds

little nerd mind and in his DICK!!. When she reached the kitchen she turned

and was pleased to see the dumbfounded boy stumbling along bumping into the

walls and spouting a large tent in his crotch. <All for the sight on my ass.. Just

think what I could do if I.. breathed in his ear.>

She held out her arm and pointed into the kitchen with her right hand.

She said,

      "Vi your boyfriend is here for his blow job...."

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                     Mothers Owner # 10

                        by Paladin

Chad was in a daze. He had never seen a pussy, a real live pussy

before, and this one was real. And it was on a real live girl...

Sure he had seen pictures and every once in a while a glimpse of

his ma, but this was different.. Never like this had he seen one.

It was sooo close and for soo eye catching and well just right

there.

This was a real live one and it was before him and it was just

there before and she did not make any attempt to hide it... like

his ma when he walked in on her in the bathroom. This girl did

not seem to care what he saw or did not see. His mouth opened

so wide that he would have caught flies if they were any around.

(Just like you did when you got your first one!!)

Seemingly oblivious to him she had turned and lead him down the

hall with her **NEKED** ass right there in front of him all the

way. She stopped and he ran into the wall rather than come in

contact with the wondrous white thing. She turned and raised

her arm and pointed into the kitchen. She spoke but he did not

understand a word. His mind was totally absorbed with the pussy

again, all hairy and shit, before his very bugged out eyes.

He did not care what she was saying. His eyes did not want to

look away from her pubic hair when she had turned to address

him. He wanted to run his hands through that hair. Was it soft

or stiff? Did it.... He wan....

His eyes caught movement in the corner of the kitchen where she

had pointed for him. Finally he tore his glance from the pussy

he would gladly now die for and saw....

<OH GOD IIII NO  I CA  Can not be seeing this...> he thought. It

was too much. His boner could hold out no more.. He came in his

jeans.... (What a mess!!)

The sight of two other pussies was just too much. There before

his very eyes were neked pussies, more neked pussies, and

their was one on top of another and the bottom one was topped

with neked tits too....

(In fact he was seeing Vi half naked seated on top of a totally

neked older female. He was totally dumbfounded.)

And they were going at it... The bottom pussy, with the titties,

was doing something to Vi's neked pussy...

(Even though he had just come off, old little peter started to

stiffened as his mind came to the realization of what his eyes

were seeing... They were getting it on girl to girl.... Doing

the dirty.... before him....)

"Vi.... Vi... I said VI.. Chad is here... Don't you want to say

'Hello to you boy friend?" Lonia chided the lesbian coupling pair

she and Chad were watching.

"Hunch??? Ow Shit! Lonia you should have took him into the living

room. I mean really..." Vi started as she climbed down off her

mothers face. She immediately went over to her discarded jeans

and sought to don them behind the table. Anything for protection

from the starring male eyes.

Snickering Lonia lead the nerd by the hand, over to the cringing

nude crouching in the corner.

"O what are we supposed to say when I come in the room?" Lonia

asked the miserable woman.

"Mrs ... s.... I.." Chad tried to begin but could not find the

words. Here was a neked grown woman.. Tits and all squatting

before him. Her face all slick from her lezzie actions

previously. And she was a real live woman ... he knew her ...

she was just squatting there ... she looked.... well **NAKED**

O would have rather bit off her tongue. Her brain screamed at her

to cover her tits... Or her ass.. or something... <This was the

son of.... > Instead she heard herself say,

"How may I serve you mistress?" She turned beet red at her own

words... and kept her eyes down cast.

"Not bad only next time do it quicker and with feeling. Now what

was it we were going to have you... Oh I know Vi promised young

Chad here a blow job and you do need the practice don't you O?"

Lonia asked in her sweet surripy voice, pushing Chad ever closer

to her spread open legs.

O cringed and looked up at the people... Quickly she remembered

and looked down at the denim covered crotch of the boy with it's

spreading stain. The naked sex of the girl, Lonia. O wanted to

be somewhere else but she wasn't. Their was no escape. She

uttered the words required,

"Yes Mistress" she whispered...

"Come on you old whore this here is young prime dick... I think,

You are a boy ain't ya Chad??" Lonia asked the gawking boy

forcing him ever closer to the squatting opened nakedness that

was old enough to be his mother.

"Y YES Yea I..." Chad spit out after a lag of seconds. He was

enthralled at the prospect of doing 'it' and with an older

woman.. He'd be cock of the walk in his classes at school.

"Now lets try this once more O, and the winner doesn't get her

tits slapped. You do want to do Chad here don't you bitch." Lonia

said sweetly doubling the vinyl leash in her hands.

O saw the leash and her tits all ready ached. She said in a loud

voice,

"Yes Mistress. I want to do Chad nice dick for practice."

"Well idn't that special, but it is Chad's dick, so you have to

ask.. no beg him to let an old whore like you blow his nice young

dick.. Now do it and be quick about it before I lose my patience

with you." Lonia said swinging the doubled over leash in front of

a cringing reddening nude O.

"Please Master Chad my I please practice sucking on your

beautiful dick?" She said cringing at the thought. <Why is my

juice flowing soo much.. I should be..> The chain rubbed her

left thigh and she knew she had no choice.

Chad looked at Lonia, and then at Vi, who was now on the other

side of him. His tongue would not work but he finally shook his

head yes to Lonia. Yes to anything.... YES!!!

"Why you shy stud. O he is going to let you try out for his

first little dick eater." Lonia proclaimed in a loud voice.

"I always knew you were a stud Chad. Now I'm sure." Vi cooed into

his ear as she nibbled it.

Finally Chad, in a daze, reached down to his fly. He was just

fumbling with the zipper ineffectually, when Lonia said,

"OH no NO NO... That is the whores job. O get out your wonderful

dinner and be careful with Chad's dick. If you are really really

good at it I know we can talk Chad into fucking your mouth pussy

again in no time.. These young studs can come a lot. Can't you

stud?"

Chads hands fell beside his legs as O's slim long fingers un

zipped him and timidly reached in the messy underwear for the

vile thing she was to service. She had to fish around for the

gooey thing. It's slimy coating made it hard to grasp, let alone

draw out from its housing. She kept finding the thing and then

loosing it. Finally Lonia interjected,

"She is soo inexperienced." Lonia delivered a slap of the leash

to her smooth white back and then ordered, "Un do his belt,

bitch, and let it all down if you are too stupid to find the

wonderful little sucker he is so graciously providing you."

Convinced that the next slap would be to her tit flesh she

quickly lowered Chad jeans. She cringed when she saw the slimey

white coated hair and the dick glistening with a jelly like glaze.

It was just like a glazed donut laying in there.

Chad felt a cringe of embarrassment and started move his hands to

cover his hardening dick but Vi held his hands out of the way

and whispered,

"Let the old whore do it for you... She likes that and you'll

feel soo much better." again she nibbled his ear lobe.

"But she is yo..." Chad started. But little peter stiffened and

started to progress out to the white and blond forest of pubic

hair and slime from the other cum he had in his pants.

"She is just an old apprentice cock sucker, and you are really

helping her out. Now just stand there and let the bitch learn do

her old thing. You are really helping her out." Vi told the

reluctant Chad.. This time she was tonguing his ear. (You women

know all the tricks.)

Lonia's hand pressed O's head forward into the smelly, slimy

thicket of pubic hair. O sensing the glazed dick touch on her

lips opening. She ovaled her lips and engulfed the horrible /

wonderful thing. It was minuscule compared to the 'Pleasurizer'.

It was small compared to the black dummy she had used on her

ass during the car ride, and in her mouth this afternoon, but

she found it... well.. comfortable. It was warm. It throbbed

with a life force. It was human and it...

<Why am I running like a river. I should be...> She thought but

she could not think of how she should feel crouched there in her

kitchen. Nude, ringed, and with a young boys slimy dick in her

mouth.

Lonia's voice broke through her conflicting thoughts.

"Is the old whore tonguing you good enough?" she asked the shy

embarrassed boy. "Anything she does you don't like... You just

tell me..."

"UM Well...." he began..

O commenced to tongue lashing the slimy pud with a vengeance, and

was rewarded with it's stiffening. It grew and filling her oral

cavity to the tonsils. She had to move back and started to raised

her hands to control the boys exerburant organ.

SLAPPP

The belt connected with her right shoulder as Loina corrected

her,

"The best cock suckers do it all with the lips, tongue and

throat.... I'm told. I don't want her to get any bad habits."

Lonia informed the amazed boy. Chad would have objected, except

the tongue and lips on his dick was soo good...

The lips running up and down the now long length of his manhood,

and the teasing of the tongue on it's head was a sensation like

no other... <She really is a whore...> he thought <to do this;

like this.>

"Go on O hurry up and help him get a nut... Come on, come on..

jack that dick... with those cum sucker lips." Lonia ordered. She

repositioned the doubled over leash resting on O's shoulders.

This convinced O to run her lips over and over the rapidly

hardening pud. Then the thing spit... it's second load of the

hour.

She knew that she had to swallow the slime and she was grateful

at the sparse volume. Then she rested there with the shrinking

dick in her mouth, uncertain as to what to do. The bleachy taste

on her precious tongue.

"All right you lazy slut break time is over. Now clean up his dick

and balls. We can not have Chad here go home with this mess on

his balls. Then you can get him a brand new hard on. You lucky

slut... Then this time you can really suck the cum out of his

balls. Aren't you lucky to have such a stud??" Lonia instructed.

Chad tried to object but Vi started to rub her soft bra less tit

filled sweater on his chest. She then began to french kiss him..

Lonia came up behind him and reached down to force O to take the

shriveled dick back inside her oral cavity. Then Lonia started to

adulate her hips against him forcing him fuck O's mouth with

each wiggle of her cute little ass...

"Come on stud... come on fuck the bitches mouth. She loves it.

She is a dirty old cock sucker and you are doing her a favor..."

Lonia cooed in his ear, egged Chad on despite the pain in his

shriveled balls.

You have been warned!!!

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                     Mothers Owner # 11

                        by Paladin

O sucked and licked and did her lip lock number but the boy's

flaccid dick which seemed to be dead.. Nothing, it seamed, would

revive the flaccid organ.

Chad's dick, despite all the female wiles remained soft on O's

tongue.

Disgusted Lonia pulled the boy away. He stumbling with his

trousers around his ankles, to a kitchen chair and sat down...

She turned and slapped O across the nipples... "Bad Bad O...

Leaving Chad here without getting his nut... I ought to..."

Chad looked up sheepish but glad that it was not his fault. Yea

the whore had failed. Lonia handed him a new disk and asked all

sweetness,

"I'd be ever soo grateful if you could get us some blowups, of

these pictures. Violet says you are the best..."

Chad looked down at his shriveled pud, and then he looked at O's

nudity, and then to Lonia curly haired cunt. With his male ego

renewed he smiled and said,

"I.... I can do it... I'll be right back as soon as..."

(Ah what a young boy will do for even a whiff of pussy... You gals

have all the cards..)

Lonia cut him off saying,

"No NO! Not tonight dear. We have something else planed but if

you could just come by in the morning... Say about 10 or so with

the proofs, I'm sure the old whore will have learned more lip

actions and recovered herself enough to do you till the cows come

home... OK?? You big Stud?? You??"

"Y Y Yea I...I'll just .. um ..I'll be here tomorrow at 10." Chad

assured her, and taking the disk. He stood and tried to make his

exit from the kitchen. He fell flat on his face.

(Ever have one of those days guys??)

He had a tough time trying to exiting the kitchen with his pants

tangled around his ankles... When he finally got then untangled

and positioned he still had a problem exiting and looking at the

curly haired slot of Lonia and O. Vi had to slam the door in his

face to get rid of him, as he would have stood gawking in the

door way all night wishing.

(Face it the boy never had such the plethora of female charms in

his dull little life...)

Ring Ring.....

Vi picked up the phone and made a sower face...

"What do you want you dirty old perv..??."

She listened for a moment .. and then ..

"Don't give me that shit. I know you want to come on over here

to fuck my mother don't you... perv??"

Again she listened ..

"I saw you fucker.. I know what I saw... You give me any shit ..

and I think I'll just come on over there and tell your old lady

all about it. Think she would like it if I brought her the

pic's ... You know .. Your dick is not all the way in in som..."

Again she paused to let the caller stammer a response..

"If you wanna come over here their have been some changes. Mother

and I have come to an understanding. She is my..... well I manage

her studs... You wanna fuck her, you come over here with ... say

Fifty bucks... Cash!"

Again the other side of the call tried to respond..

"No you don't get to talk to the bitch; you want to fuck you bring

cash and a stiff dick.... The cash gives you 5 minutes or so to

ride the bitch... or talk .. She don't have time for idle jawing..

right now she might be busy with a .. stu.."

O squatted at her daughters feet and blanched at the conversation

discussing her sexual services. She would have objected but Lonia

was there in front of her with the leash menacing her aching tits.

So she just had to stayed there and starred at the hairy slit of

one of her Mistresses ... and wait.

"Look fucker you want to... You get the cash up or go fuck the

old bag you got over there...."

"How am I supposed to know where you get cash... Try the ATM, now

quit bothering me..." SLAMM

"Old perv wants her.. He wants to 'talk' to her... Now you listen

to me.. Whore.. If he comes over here and you say one word to him,

one word .. I'll see that you are the sorriest whore in the world.

You got that?" Vi demanded twisting O's left nipple ring.

"Yess mistress", O answered her daughter.

KNOCH    KNOCK...

Lonia went to the side window and then smiling tore to the front

door. She threw it open and said with glee,

"GREG,  You old long dicked son of a bitch. I didn't think you

were out yet. How they hanging." Lonia asked the hulking form

and reached between the legs to confirm the hanging orbs

dispositions. Then she lead the new male into the house by her

crotch hold.

"Peter be getting awful hard with all that pussy be right there

MAMA" Greg answered adjusting his tight jeans.

(These girls just has to put on some clothes soon.)

With the air of an old lover he sunk his right index finger into

Loina's tangle of pubic hair.

"I see I still got a place to park him."

"You slippery tongue devil you say the sweetest things, but

come on bring your dick on in here and let me introduce to the

family that lives in this crib." Lonia said leading the man

into the kitchen playfully taking the huge hand from her slit.

Vi turned to look at then new comer and froze..

"What do we say when I come into the room O?" Lonia demanded.

"How may I serve you Mistress??" O repeated as she saw the now

familiar naked female sex and a pair of jeans and boots standing

beside Lonia sex.

"Damn you be putting me on.." Greg said. "This another one of

your trained pussies?"

"No No not really. Make your self useful, O. Undo the man's

jeans and get acquainted .. with his dick... This one's a pussy

pleaser and I can guarantee is one won't wimp out on us like

that limp dicked nerd before. Now Vi lookie here this .. this,

this here is a dick... This is one or um that your pussy 'll

dream of all your life." Lonia said.

Quickly O undid the jeans. She kept her eyes on the fallen jeans

and hurriedly pulled down the skuzzy greu shorts beneath. The long

thing which sprang forth from the confines caused her heart to stopped.

There starring her in the left eye was a huge black snake like

organ.... She was horrified and intimidated by the very appearance

of the thing...

<OH GOD NOT A NIGER.... I ca... she wo....> Went through O's

whirling mind, as she gasped and had to look up, up into the

smiling coal black face with it's pearly white teeth overseeing

her discovery with glee.

"What do you say to the nice man, O, and what did I tell you

about keeping those eyes down?" Lonia said swinging the leash.

SPLAT

O's back ached and she quickly looked down and repeated her

lines.

"Please sir my I... may I suck your .... dick!"

"Man Lonia you done got yourself a old bitch. That other one was

younger and more fuckable... but then I done only seen hairy

asses where I done been so I guess I'll just avail myself of the

house whore... Old bitch, you just stick out that pink thing for

him." Greg said as he stepped in close to the spread open legs of

the naked pussy chained O.

O entire vision was black as she ovaled her mouth and made ready

as best she could for the horrible snake like thing.

"No No Misses... You got's to get acquainted with him first.

Start out with his balls first. They'se all sweaty and nasty.

They's needing a nice tongue bath first. You'll do that, for me,

won't you hoe?" He said squeezing O's lower jaw in a vice like

grip with his right paw.

Through the stench of sweat and god knows she looked at the

odious thing, closed her ovaled mouth and then she managed to

say,

"Yes Sir." To the ugly black sight laid out for her oral

ministrations. The stench was overpowering. It did need a bath.

He released her jaw. Reluctantly she lowered her head and

commenced to tongue bathing the hairy black balls sack.. She

hoped for a blot of lightning to kill her, but none came. So

she licked .. and retched .. and .. Then he lifted the sack up,

she did not have to be told. She scooted her head under there

and started to cleanse the filthy under side. She was relieved

when he just 'let' her kiss and lick the flaccid hose like thing

he called Peter... big Peter without a further stroke of the

strap from Lonia.

Next O managed to get most of the dick inside her mouth and not

dislocate her jaw. But only just... She did her lip lock on it.

The tongue flutter around the head bit. At that the thing started

to responded quickly... Suddenly, copious amount of sperm spewed

from the little piss slit in Peter's head. It sprayed in her to

the back of her mouth, all over her tongue and then clumped down

the hollow inside of her throat. Their was just soo much of it

that it soon filled the space and bubbled back up and began to

drip out the corners of her mouth onto the green stoned tit rings.

Soon the backup forced some of the salty thick fluid out up and

out her nostrils.

"Bitch be OK but she need a lot more practice... She one sloppy

cock sucker..." Greg said withdrawing before he drowned O. "Need

maybe a hundred more brothers to mouth train her...."

O shuttered when she saw the flaccid thing she had just serviced.

She could not believe it. It was huge and soo slimy.

"Well stud looks like you are the teacher, cause as you can see I

ain't built for the job." Lonia said spreading her legs. "And

brothers are in short supply out here. Besides I can see in her

eyes she loves the taste.. of your cum. But you know all us white

pussies go for you chocolate dicks fuckers, Don't we O??"

O was taken with a fit of coughing as she knew the stuff in her

nose was...<YECH!!> (Well it wasn't chocolate.)

"Now wait a minute. I done had me a blow job, and that blowed out

the tubes but now, now ... I want me some, of that there pussy." Greg

demanded with his ham like hand rapped around Lonia's smooth white

ass. He lifted and tucker her under his arm, ape like, and strode

off to the living room with his piece of pussy to fuck. No one

objected. O was relieved to be rid of the sight of the damn black

hose if only for a little while.

Sniveling the yuck from her nose, O was happy for the first time

in a long time, as she heard the squealing and then the stead

rhythm of flesh on the coffee table being slamming under the

animal pounding that Greg was giving Lonia's pussy.

<Slutt> O thought, < I hope he puts it through the top of her

stupid head.>

<I hope he splits her ass right down the middle....> O hopped..

KNOCK ..   KNOCK

Someone was at the back door. Vi went over and looked out the

window. Smiling she threw open the door and there stood Mr.

Williams blocking the doorway.

"Look Violet I have to see..." He began.

"Listed fucker, I told you $50 and I meant it." Looking down she

further observed, "And I think you better give it to me now or

you won't make it to the bitch. You perv."

Williams looked down, and had to agree. The nudity of Vi was the

kicker. Reluctantly reached into his pocket. He withdrew a hand

full of wrinkled bills and Vi, after counting the paper stepped

aside and let the perv inside the kitchen.

Vi called to him saying, "Blow job of fuck? And make it quick,

We don't have time fir small shit. Their are a lot of other

customers for the bitch."

Williams was horrified when he perceived O squatting there in the

corner, naked with all her charms on display. O said nothing to him.

She just knelt there and kept her eyes lowered to his crotch.

"Olive what has she do...." he began.

"She don't talk to you, perv. Now you gave me money and, your pick

or get out." a naked Vi demanded of the old man, who was a head

taller then her.

Williams turned to the girl and started, "Violet I'm here to

get..."

"Be a problem Little Lady?" Greg asked from the doorway to the

living room. His coal black skin was broken only by the white

mess at his crotch. "This old fucker giving you some shit??"

"Now you wait a..." Williams said shrinking back against a

counter at the sight of the naked black with a messed crotch.

"Fucker here had a freebie before and now he comes over here

all hard and shit. And is giving me shit over the price." Vi

said. "What a perv!!!"

"I guess the little Lady wants your ass to leave.. Now you going

to go peaceable or does I just throw your ass through that there

wall." Greg ordered.

Williams went whiter with freight. (He like most or you had

never raised his hand to another human being since grade school,

and the muscled black was obviously not going to be the exception.)

Williams raised his right hand with more money and sought to give

it to the Greg. He hopped this would assuage his predicament.

Vi grabbed the money away, and again demanded, "Blow job of

fuck?"

"UM ... Ua .. Fuck.... " Williams managed to blurt out still

starring at Greg atanding there with his flcid drippy dick.

Vi reached into her jeans pocket and said, "Damn... Lonia I can

not find my damn key. Let me use yours."

Lonia looked over Gregs shoulder and said, "Don't look at me girl.

I ain't got no pockets.. Let him use her ass. That's better

anyway. She really likes having her ass done..."

Vi reached under O. She unsnapped her chain coming from O's

cuntlock and looked up disgusted at her parent. The chain and

lock was sopping wet.

"You slimy slut.... Get over that hassock, belly down, and

spread then cheeks. Come on... come on bitch. Service your

customer. You liked it from him before. You'll love it this way."

OK Now O spread those cheeks for the perv here..

Groaning O complied..

"Now look I ... I mean ... She ne... I never I mean." Williams

looked at the valley between Olives white cheeks and could not

believe these people were selling his Olives ass hole. He had

pleaded for this a thousand times and here it was his all his...

"You got's a problem sucker. You got a case of the shorts..."

Greg asked still menacing the scene from the kitchen door.

Williams looked down and shook his head, "No problem I Just..."

"Well let me see you get it on and then I be sure their be no

problem... Get to it mother fucker... NOW!!!" Greg demanded.

Self continuos Williams unzipped his fly and knelt behind O's

wide spread ass. He fed his little organ into the dry hole. It

stiffened at the thought and went in easily, even though the

hole was somewhat dry.

"Come on little fucker. Reach round there and grab them titties

Come on ride that bitch... Want me to come over there and give

you some instructions. Bet his ass be real tight." Greg said to

Lonia. The girls giggled.

Horrified at the thought of the big black's suggestion, Williams

bent over O's back and grabbed her tits. Horrified he felt the

metal rings there and heard her moans.

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                    Mothers Owner # 12

                        by Paladin

Mr. Williams was trying to forget Greg's eyes on his ass. It was

distracting, after all he was where he had wanted to be for soo

long. Now .. now he couldn't enjoy it..

<Martha would never let me do this. Olive neither... now I get

OOO this is one tight hole .... Where did the nigger go??>

Williams thought as he looked up and did not see the black buck

in the door way grinning at his every stroke.

Then Mr. Williams saw the black dick before his eyes. He almost

lost his woodie till it went lower and came to rest behind the

raised hair of his former lover. A black hand had raised O's head

to meet the black cock again.

"Come on Misses.... Lick the dick time again... You'll got's to

get into doing more than one old fucker at a time... Specially

old bastards like this un. He probably take a whole minute to get

his nut." Greg announced as he sat down in a kitchen chair before

the apprentice sucker. (Man should make himself comfortable while

he is teaching a bitch .. shouldn't he??)

Mr. Williams went on, despite the distraction of O servicing Greg

at her other end, shakily till he got his nut. It was a good one

but not the best cum..

As soon as he withdrew from  O rectum Vi demanded,

"OK perv... Now go get more money if you want to use the bitch..

again.. Or else stay home and fuck your old tired home bitch."

He withdrew a his slimy dick.. and sought to quickly stuff it

away before the black would see its smallish size..

"Come on man I know's you old folks got lots of money... Pay the

girl and the bitch'll do you again... Fast as you can get it up I

see she do you..." Greg informed the shrinking fucker. "Aw man

don't go way... Just go get more long green." Greg chided the old

man.

Mr. Williams slunk out the back door without a word. <I'll come

back ... when the nigger is gone> he resolved. Meanwhile he would

go to his favorite bar. There he would be a big man... He just ass

fucked a bitch... No need to tell um about the $$.. <Yea that's

what I'll do. The guys 'll love this...>

O was mouthing Greg for the fourth or so time when...

Knock.....            Knock...

"Olive...... Olive dear.... "

Startled O looked up but the black paw in the back of her head

caused her to continue with the servicing..

Violet went to the door and smiling thought, <This 'll be a

real barn burner....> as her eyes beheld an older woman..

"She is busy right now Mrs. Williams.. But you come on in... I'm

sure she would love to see you .. when she's done."

Martha Williams was old. She had the thick waist and wore those

hangey down shapeless dresses... so you couldn't tell what else

was there underneath.

She stepped into the kitchen smiling at the young woman and

looked around. Her smile turned to a frown and then a look of

absolute horror...

<Thi...... thier is a naked black....**MAN** sitting there with

a naked woman bent over his crotch...> Martha's brain began to

register. She was flabbergasted... Right in her neighbors

kitchen?? Before little Violet's eyes?

Slam..... The door closed behind her and Vi informed her...

"I'm sure that mother will be done with the fucker in a couple

of minutes... Would you like coffee or he could do you... That

is what you came for...isn't it. You want a turn... Wouldn't

you?? Greg here seems to be able to get it up in no time... Or

could you want a turn with MUMSEY... I really don't know which

way you swing... Which way is it.... you old bitch..."

Martha sought to slink away from the sight she had only recently

comprehended... Sliding along the wall she was almost to the door

when the black man looked up and smiled at her. He said,

"Sure nuff. I gots lots more in my nuts for you... Just get your

dress off and I be with you in no time at'l. Her mouth be

getting real educated...now."

Martha whirled around but saw the kitchen door blocked by the

smiling Vi. She turned again and sought to exit out to the

living room. Another girl, Lonia was there, blocking that exit...

"Oh we have a guest." Lonia said. "Did you come to suck the

black wennie....or are you a lezzie come for her services??"

Martha horrified and distort froze. She let herself be sat down

in a kitchen chair by the two girls. She strove to be as far away

from the nude coupling couple as she could, but she needed the

support of the chair. Her legs would not hold her up. Vi pulled

up her hair reaching behind her as Lonia held her two arms rigid

at her sides.

She felt her dress loosen and she tried to turn around but

Lonia would not let her.

"Just relax bitch... Or I'll have Greg here plow you a whole new

ass hole... When he is done with her.." Lonia said stairing in

her eyes.

Horrified Martha slunk down into the chair, and tried to oppose

the lowering of her dress and bra by turning and wiggling. She

looked down and saw her mammarys were out already. Lonia shifted

her hold and then the tugging down of her garments went quickly.

She found all her precious covering cloth, was now below her

thick waist and going down further. She tried to keep her ass down

hard on the chair, and thus retain some of her covering cloth.

She felt a pressure on her breast. Looked down she saw a black

hand manipulating her right mammary. She turned away and tried to

get up and away.. Then she felt the cloth coverings, she had so

sought to keep, slip down past her hips to her crotch and legs

all this at the hands of little Violet and the other girl. Then

while her panties disappeared down her legs she heard.

"Would you look at this old tit?? I bet it was something bout 20

years before." Greg observed with his examination of the shriveled

old mammary. He was rolling it around the wrinkled old chest, like

a prospective buyer.. with a cantaloupe.

Martha horrified, tried to twist her breast from the black hand.

Greg squeezed and did some twisting of his own. She stopped

immediately with a little cry of pain.

"OOOO Ple...I nee... Pleas... I ha..." Martha finally found her

tongue and sought to make her will to leave known.

"AW now  don't go getting uppity... Mrsses... I'se just trying to

be friendly." another half twist and the old woman sat down

hard and started to cry.." Now don't be soo touchy. Lookie here.

This bitch love to have me play with her tits don't ya bitch?"

Greg asked as he diddled O's left ringed tit.

Olive, who had up till then sought to keep her face down in the

black crotch, was forced, by a hand in her hair, to lift up and see

the now naked Martha..

Horrified O kept her eyes down after the initial vision of the

now naked old bag. She reluctantly offered,

"Yes sir I like you to play with my..... tits."  O finally spit

out.

Martha looked down at the naked woman who had till then appeared

like a normal neighbor. Something sparkling and green caught her

eye. She starred and her mouth flew open...

<OH god the kinky bitch... She is perverted... She ... She...

She..> Martha thought, <And Angelo wanted to come over h... No

wonder he... That Bastard... I'll.... >

Martha tried to rise up again, but well, Greg's hold on her tit

did not allow her to. She sought to reach her hands to the now

aching mammary, but Lonia's hold on her arms did not allow this

either...

She was the prisoner of these people... She had come over looking

for that Bastard Angelo and... <OWWW> she thought < The bastards

hand hurts. Doesn't he know a womans breast... OWWOWWW...>

"Now take O to her place, Vi. While Greg and I get this old bitch

all fitted out for her first black dick..." Lonia ordered. "Now

come along dearie and the nice boogie 'll do your pussy soo nice

you'll never want any white meat near it again. You did want

a straight fuck dear.... Or should he do your ass hole??"

Vi's handful of O's hair caused her to crawl over to her corner.

Then she demanded,

"Position bitch."

O rose from her knees to a squat with her knees wide open and her

hands went behind her back. As if in a dream, she watched, the

black man, she had been sucking for the last hour, and Lonia lift

Martha to her feet.

A little scuffling insued but finally Martha was positioned belly

down, over the hassock, where she herself had been a short while

ago. The strap around it and her waist held her trapped there.

Violet grabbed the gray hair and held it up.

"See the bitch there... Well You are going to be just like that

soon... Now pay attention to the posture..." Vi said as she

reached out to the nipple rings on her mothers breast. "Why I bet

your tired old tits will look soo much better when I ring you..."

Martha struggled to no avail. Her eyes perceived her neighbor

quietly squatting there nude with her... nipple... things...

She tried to lower her head and then she felt hands spreading her

knees.

"NO NO I"LL give you money I'lll Do anything I'll" she started to

plead...

Vi reached up to the sink and grabbed a dry sponge. She forced it

all into the Martha's pleading mouth, soap scum and all.

Martha felt knees between hers and then something metallic closed

over her trapped wrists. She tried to wiggle like a netted

flounder, off the hassock. Then she felt a hand spread her labia

and something warm and greasy rubbing her perineum..

"OAOAHFDHSOPDMDFHAU" Martha tried to object but stiffened when

she heard...

"Old bitch like this and she be wet like a mother... Be some hot

pussy here." Greg informed all the women present. A tittering

of the females informed her that her secrete was out before the

whole world. "Yea a old Peter can always tell. Hot bitch like

this wants it straight down the hole first time... she see him.

Then we see how tight she be... You'll find any money in her

things. I don't want to waste my nuts on just any poor bitch

with a hot hole."

Martha went limp. <Why was she soo wet... Was she really perverted

like... OH GOD not my ass... It will be horrible in my vagina

but I'd just die if he did it to my ass...>

She felt the black dick sliding through her labia to the mouth of

her vagina. There the size of the thing stopped it.

"Come on Mrsses... Open up for old Peter here. He be a knocking

and he going to come in... You just relax and he go easy on ya.

We all knows you want his old black hide in that nasty ass pussy

of your'n. You don't have to play, cold cunt, here no more. Just

relax and let me fly you'll to the moon."

Martha shuttered and tried again to lower her head. She twisted

and squirmed hoping to...

"That be good Mrsses... He like a fighter... Be soo much better

when you gives him a moving target..." Greg taunted the trust up

the nude old woman.

She felt it gain purchase in her vagina.. Her wiggling and his

skill caused the thing to snake its way deeper and deeper inside

her. She gave up the fight. He was in her. Their was nothing

further she could do. She went limp.

"Aw yea... ya be a good bitch and I gives you the sweet part

NOW!!!" Greg said as he piled on old big Peter, with his whole

massive upper body. Old Peter sunk balls deep in her pussy hole.

Martha tried to rise up to get away but then she felt two small

hands on her nipples... She commenced to violently wiggle again.

She opened her eyes and saw little Violet handling her mammarys.

<She can't do that... I'm not that way.... I'm .....O O OHHHH!

That bastard... Angelo never got this deep... O OH GOD this

nigger is soo big...> Martha's mind started to overload. She

started to hump back to match Greg's every thrust. <It hurt...

but it hurt soo good...>

Then she felt those little hands pulling her nipples away from

her breasts. She looked down and saw the old skin stretching out

in Vi's hand. She closed her eyes again and concentrating on her

humping...

Vi stuck her sholder under Martha's heaving chest, holding her

up. Thus obscuring the proceedings from the woman's eyes. She

positioned her tool on the right nipple and squeezed.. She all

ready had the large gold hoop rings to decorate these old tits.

SNAP....... SNAP...

It took a second for the burning pain to register, but by then

she  had a second wounded tit to contend with... Martha's nipples

were on fire... <The little bitch... she...>

Her attempts at vocal complaint went unheeded.. Movement only

caused more pain...

Vi worked quickly and had both the newly opened holes stuffed

with large gold rings from her own costume jewelry collection in

no time. She backed away and held the rings stretched from the

winded nipples thus allowing Martha to observe her now ringed

tits...

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                     Mothers Owner # 13

                        by Paladin

Martha was torn between the pleasure of the pounding in her cunt,

the burning pain of her pierced nipples, and the horror of being

naked before these strangers in her neighbors kitchen. She could

not think... She could not scream.... Her tits cried out her

debauchery.... She could not bear it.. She did the only thing...

as she felt the hose spewing in her cunt .. she passed out.

Vi was holding her head up by her gray hair. Greg was pumping out

the last of his juices into the bitches hole.

Lonia went over to the squatting slave, O. She stood before the

slave for a second before she slapped the slaves nipples.

This served to remind the slave of her response,

"How may I serve you, Mistress?" O inquired.

"Put your hands behind your head and stick out those tits. You

are one slow bitch and I'm going to fix that right now." Lonia

demanded.

Quaking with fear O assumed the required position. Her aching

exposed mammarys stood right out there and waited for the

inevitable stroke...

"Why are we going to tit whip these?" Lonia asked... pulling on

the nipple rings.

"I was slow to ask for your will." O answered hating every word

she pronounced.

"Good you are not totally stupid. You realize your error. Now beg

me to punish them... Or I'll do it when your sitting on a hot

sauce prepared dummy. We have lots of that sauce.." Lonia reminded her.

Just the memory or the hot sauce inside her influenced her to beg...

"Please please Mistress Lonia.... whip my tits.... I deserve

it.. I .... Please whip my tits." O cried out.

SPLATT

"AAAAAAA"

"Now that one doesn't count. You must thank the one correcting

you. Now we'll try again. Don't worry...You'll get it right... We

have all day and then some people will come over and they will

help in your training..." Lonia related to her trainee raising

the lone leash.

This tedious training went on and on....

Meanwhile Vi was happily toying with the now ringed tits of

poor Martha. True they were old and tired. Vi decided to make

them her project. She would enliven the almost useless organs.

"Greg did she give you a real good ride.... and when I did

these." she asked holding up one of her hand worked tits.

"Liked to pinched off old Peter when you did her. Too bad we

can't do um more... Bitch be awful slow other wise..." Greg

answered from his position with his head in the refrigerator.

"Any beer, or something to wet my throat?"

Lonia looked over at his big black ass sticking out of the

refrigerator and commented,

"Not really Greg. How about you go get some things for the

party. Chips etc... Here take O's whore money. I know she'll

donate it and herself for the party... Won't you bitch??"

From her position, nude, chained, totally exposed, she was

grateful for the respite from her tit whipping. She readily

agreed.

"Yes Mistress..." she managed.

Greg took the money, put on his clothes and left to do the errand

that Lonia wanted.

"Hope he comes back." Lonia said to Vi.

"You mean he'd steal from us??" Vi demanded.

"NAA He wants to come back and dip his wick in the bitches... but

well the boy has a problem. He likes knocking over convenience

stores..." Lonia answered..

"And you gave him our money?" Vi demanded.

"No body's perfect." Lonia commented, "Now lets get these bitches

to work cleaning up the place. Move all the furniture out of the

living room and here and your room. This group'll trash it all if

we have it out for um. Come on bitch!" Lonia commanded O by

tugging her now attached leash and started the slave on her task.

Vi tried to get Martha's help but she proved to be real balky.

Lonia had to take a hand, or rather a strap,then she worked well.

That strap on a woman's tits worked wonders...

After the rooms were clear the slaves were taken outside and

hosed off in the back yard.

Lonia came up with an idea to keep the slaves busy till they were

needed.

"I don't want them standing around with nothing to do. Bring um

back here to the shed." Lonia ordered.

O by her cunt lock and Martha by her tit rings were lead to the

little metal shed. They were forced to clean it out of the

implements and plants. Now the slaves were forced into the '69'

position and their nipple rings were joined with locks.

Each was given a dildow and the command...

"Give the bitch before you a good fucking. When I come back here,

if I do not fine a pair of wet red holes I'll take a curling iron

to the other bitch." Lonia explained.. "And I don't want any

talking... Just fucking... Oh O I almost forgot... Here let me

unlock your lips... There now Martha... You give her a good

fucking... Come on stroke ... stroke.."

Smack ... Smack...

"Come on bitches get them thing in there deep..." Smack.. "Martha

Don't fuck around... dig it right in there... Start in the ass...

Just like you like that old fart of yours... He was in there before.

Can't you smell him.." Lonia inquired.

Enraged and feeling the cylinder wielded by O bruising her uterus,

Martha commenced to forcing her dummy deeper into her neighbors

ass hole.. <So this is Angelo's play hole.... I'll fix this so it

... AH SH   III >

O sought to please the bitch Lonia, She forced her dummy deep

inside Martha till it bottomed out. All the while she tried to

keep her aching tits in contact with their counterparts on Martha.

She hurts soo bad every time she loses contact tit to tit. Then

she felt Martha's deep thrusts in her wide open ass...

<Didn't she know I did not want her husband's prick.... OWWW>

Martha and O tired during their long girlie session but neither

ceased totally to torment the other... The metal shed was like an

oven and the sweat fell in torrents on the madly coupling women.

Every so often the door flew open and Vi or Lorna looked in to

see that the girls were hard at work... The strap encouraged the

slacking slave to strain to greater efforts...

Finally the door opened again and it was evident by the darkness

that the night had come.

Vi unlocked the tit to tit locks and relocked her mother's labia.

Both exhausted women were taken out on the lawn and hosed down. As

the water was ice cold and did not totally clean up the women from

their 'days work'. During the 'washing' a couple of drunken boys

came out of the kitchen and help.

They joyously dug right into the work of cleaning up the shrinking

naked women.

Here a young man, probably a virgin, was allowed free access to

female parts of an older, and in the case of Martha, Old Old, woman.

(Just think of it.. All those things you never get to handle... A

real live tit and these were with rings.. Stick your hand in the

slit where you came from?? Finger a bitch as much as you like and

she has no say. You wanna put the soap in... Well use your

imagination...)

Then the naked women, shivering and cold were taken in the house

through the kitchen with its plethora of bottles and snacks, to

the living room. There the slaves were forced down over the seat

of two kitchen chairs. They were arranged so their chests stuck

out one side. Tits swaying free for anything, decorated by rings

of gold. Asses available at the other Each hand was tied to a

chair leg and each ankle was similarly joined to a leg.

Cunts were on the other side and for the party O's cunt lock was

ceremoniously removed and the fucking and sucking began...

You can imagine the noise and the reaction if this was a city

apartment, but this was the country and the only nearby house

was the Williams residence..... and we know they weren't home..

************************************

Late evening old man Williams came home. He wanted his dinner..

He was drunk and disappointed. Martha was not there. She did not

call his beeper or leave a message or anything.

She must be at some friends place.. But who?? She never...

Angelo went in to the living room and sat in his favorite chair

and as he had a heat on from taking his 'ass fucking' story to

the bar. He soon fell into a deep drunken sleep...

He woke up and his neck was killing him.. He stumbled to the

toilette and relieved the used liquids from his pervious day.

Wait a minute something was wrong... No Martha... No lights...

Only the din from the Campbell's house.. He scratched his now full

balls and thought fondly of the smooth white ass of Olives that

had soo occupied his day... His shriveled old organ began to

stiffen from that thought... <Martha??... Maybe she was.... NAAA

She would never go over to there, especially now with some sort

of... thing going on..>

Looking around he had nothing to do... Nothing on the tube... and

then their was still that stiffie he needed to take care of.

His hand?? NAAA.... Martha? Better but well... Not here! He

reached into his pocket and found the folding cash he had just

retrieved from the ATM..

If Martha ain't here now would she miss him? What would it hurt..

He would go over and see if the niggar was gone. Maybe he could do

Olive's tight little ass again... <YAAAAA and if Martha comes back

and finds me out, I'll tell her I was looking for her... YYAAAAAA>

He took a sweater and sought to walk to the neighbors lit up and

noisy house. He saw groups of chorusing boys and half naked girls

at every window of the house. He cautiously approached the lights

and sought to make out if the niggar was there... He did not want

to meet the black again.. As he was peering through a window..

"Hay bud what you doing there??" A voice came out of the dark.

Angelo whirled and there was a squat muscular youth peeing off

the porch into the bushes.

"Fucker man asked you a question." came another voice from beside

the first youth on the porch.

Found out and unable to hide further Angelo answered, "UM I'M the

neighbor and I was looking for my wife.. Have you see..."

"Look you old fart, this here is a great party and Lonia has

whores and quite a spread.. You fuck it up by calling the fuzz

and We'll come over to that crib of yours later and redecorate

you and you place.. Ken go get Lonia and see if she wants us to

break his legs for him... And you .. fucker you .. jest stand

right there."

"Run and your dog meat... I do the hundred in... aw never mind...

Just stay there till Lonia gets here...or else." the boy ordered.

A scared Angelo tried to look dignified and awaited his fate at

the girls behest.

Lonia at the news of the 'old dude' from next door had a

wonderful Idea...

<Ya this would fuck him up really good...>

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

                     Mothers Owner # 14

                        by Paladin

Lonia went to a closed and got down two ski mask and placed one

over Martha's head. This caused boos and such from the crowd as

this would slowed down the use of Martha's mouth. Besides that

the wool fabric would chafed the girls tender bellies but that

could not be helped. Lonia demanded they leave the mask in place..

Then she did the same with O. Again their were complaints but she

was adamant.

With that part of her plan fixed she strode over to the door and

stood on the porch. Inwardly she had a plan to blow the old farts

mind and now here was the way..

"Well perv. What are you doing... Getting an eye full. That how

you started with Olive... or was it Vi you were after??" Lonia

began.

"I I I was looking for my wife..." the cringing old man began.

"This perv been bothering Vi.. I bust his nuts... You just give

me the word Lonia." Ted blustered in his heated state.

Paying no attention to the drunken Ted, Lonia began sarcastically,

"Yea perv she is here fucking the boys and licking girls.. You

know what a whore she is.. What are you married years??"

"NO NO I know she isn't like that... I just, well, I hoped she

might be... I mean she might have left word that she was going

some where..."

"After she came for a visit this after noon.. Yea we had high tea

and discussed your fucking O's tight little ass." Lonia taunted

him. "You should have seen her take to Greg's long black dick.

Why she just took that boogie in her cunt and was crying for

more. Said your little fuck stick just did not do it for her.."

"OH GOD don't tell me that... I mean she..." Angelo said trying

to doubt the lurid story the girl was telling him..."Tell me it

isn't so...Please..."

"OK fucker It isn't so... Now get out of here unless you got more

money!" Lonia demanded.. "Like Vi told you... You got the money

we got a whore with your name on her ass. Just for ya.."

"AH Well I do have some more mo..." Angelo began...

"AW Lonia let me bust his nuts... I ain't done a deballing job

since the Kingston game... That fucker'll walk funny rest of his

spick life..." Ted slurred after a couple of swigs of liquid

refreshment from a small pint he had with him..

Ted started down the stairs, staggering all the way, with his

right fist extended palm up, toward the cringing old man...

The bottle was now shifted to the left. (Have to keep your

priorities straight...right!)

"TED!!! TED!!! No... I don't want him deballed... Leave him

alone..." Lonia ordered with her arms crossed over her ample

tits. "Bring him up here and lets see if he has enough money."

Ted, disappointed at the turn of events, used his right fist to

grab the old mans arm and drag him up to Loina on the porch.

Another swig from his bottle to keep up his buzz while he

awaited Loina's pleasure...

"OK fucker, let's see the money or I might let Ted here deball

you..." Lonia said to the cowering man. "He likes that... He has

a whole collection he took after various games..."

Angelo quickly used his aching arm to get out his wallet. He

opened it to take out some of the folding green there but Lonia

snatched the whole thing away from him...

"Wait a...." Angelo began and he took a step toward the girl.

Ted slapped the back of his head and this stopped him dead in his

tracks. "Shut your cake hole and give her what ever she wants.

Just remember she says one word and I'll tear your balls off."

Angelo looked on with an ache in his neck and pleading in his

eyes, as the girl took all the green and then flipped the wallet

into the bushes the boys had been using for a urinal only

moments before...

"Not enough for my nice whore but well I guess we could let him

use the bag... Pance him boys and if you give them one ounce of

trouble, Ted gets your balls.." Lonia pronounced as she turned

and went back inside.

Ted took Angelo's belt off and pulled down his pants and

shorts... Frozen with fear Angelo did not offer any resistance

when the clothes were thrown into the bushes along with his

wallet.

"Would you look at this... Boys I don't thing their is an uglier

pud in all the world. I mean... would you look at it.. Get your

hands down fucker... Don't make me mad I still think I could use

these for my collection..." Ted said as he, now um opposed rubbed

Angelo's balls. "They 're too small for my human collection but

I bet they could pass for simian... Yea dried and covered with

plastic, they probably pass for Ape balls. These old fuckers will

try anything to keep up appearances.. Probably a transplant.."

Angelo was ready to leave. He was sick with fear and would have

gladly run on home and hid under his bed but the boys would not

let him.. Taking his arms the boys started to the door...

The door opened and Lonia observed, "Ted I told you not to deball

him.."

"I never...." Ted slurred, holding his hand in the familiar scout

honor sign.

"Yea but you must of pulled off his dick." Lonia demanded.

"I swany I never did... That's all we found... You want me to

reach in there and see if I can find any more... won't be no

trouble at all ..." Ted said fishing down for the rest of the dick

in question..

"Na leave it .... for now... get him inside and see he uses the

old bag... He can use her ass... He seems to like ass fucking..."

Lonia said.

The gleeful boys took old Angelo into the whoreing room and

positioned him behind the 'old bag'. Ted stood there and over saw

the ass fucking of Angelo and the 'old bag'.  An inquisitive group

of boys and girls gathered to see the coupling. (Yea even the old

fuck!!!)

Performing on command and ogled by a group of youths Angelo

took a long time.. Every time he got going at it Ted would leaned

over and extended his right hand, palm up on the bent over whores

back, smiling.

"Be better if you gave um to me." Ted smiled.. "You can't do it

anymore anyway.."

Lonia finally had to take Ted aside and whisper something in his

ear. The drunken youth smiled and went out of the room.

Ted went out to his car and came back with a length or thin wire

with a large loop at it's end.

When he finally performed the boys, man handled Angelo out the

door to the porch and then accompanied him home... half naked.

Can not be too careful. Old fellow like that half naked, might

could get mugged or something... (Lots of bad shit goes down at

night.) Then the boys decided, since his old lady wasn't there,

that they'd help and put him to bed.

Ted went to the closet door and busted a small hole through it

with his fist while the others stripped Angelo or his shirt.

Once he was positioned nude on his belly the boys made to leave

but Ted still wasn't satisfied and so he told the others he would

stay here and keep the old man safe for the night, from his

position on Angelo's back.

The old man thanked the other boys and would have been happier

if Ted too left, but their was no dissuading him.. TED STAYED.

After the guys were gone for a minute Ted twisted around on the

bed and asked the man under his ass,

"Are you lonely... I mean without your old woman?"

Angelo tried to ignore Ted but that was not possible... Especially

as he reached down and slipped the wire noose over Angelo's balls.

"If she don't ever come home... You wouldn't kneed these now would

you??" Ted asked.. tightening the loop...

"N  I Mean I... I would like to keep my balls..." Angelo pleaded

with Ted...

"But they are just the right size for a new collection I'm

starting and I want them.." Ted objected... "Think of it balls

of all the animals... Why yours be the first there..."

"NO NO Please... Lonia said to leave them alone... You wanted

to.. please her..." Angelo tried to influence Ted in his

drunken state..

"Fuck that bitch... I want um and I going to take um... Old

fart like you shouldn't have things like that anyway... Look

what they done for you tonight.. You've been peeping in Vi's

window and that ain't right now is it... Now if I had um ...

say in a jar at my place... You wouldn't be tempted... and you

could come over and see um anytime.. you wanted..."

"Please no I don't want to..." Angelo pleaded...

"You're missing the point... It would be better for you... and

Vi 'd be safer from them and... Yea I think I'll just go to the

kitchen and get me a jar or something to keep um in till I get

home.." Ted babbled on and on as he worked himself up in his

deballing logic.. As he got to his feet and started toward the

holed door.

He lifted Angelo to his feet and dragged him along to the door

by the wire leash. He fed free end of the noose through the hole

and fastened the wire end over the coat rack on the other side of

the door.

As he staggered to the kitchen for a container, Angelo tried to

to escape the door. He could but his balls were going nowhere.

Also Angelo could not reach the taught wire to release it from

the coat rack.

Ted returned with a large jar. He seemed disappointed.

"You still here... I thought you would have been long gone..."

Ted observed and he went around the other side of the door.

He loosed the wire and now fed the wire over the pole in the

back of the closet.. He started to close the door, careful to take

up the slack in the wire noose as it went closed..

This put more pressure on Angelo's precious possessions...

Ted gently closed the door and took up all the slack in the

line..

"Now then...Just like when you were a kid... and had a tooth

ache. All you got to do is open the door real fast... Then your

problems would be over and you could leave. Won't bother no

one no more... Why you even be relieved of all that pressure..."

Ted observed... as he fastened the wire over the bed post...

Angelo stood stark still.. He tried to inch away from the door

but the cutting pain on his ball sack stopped him...

"Perv is this going to take long... I mean I saw some beer in

the frig.. I'll just go get me one... You wa... naa you got a big

decision to make.. Wann a keep a clear head.. I be back in just a

minute..." Ted staggered away. He paused at the door and said

"Now don't you go way..."   He staggered away leaving Angelo to

his thoughts..

It seemed like hours later Ted returned. He came right over to

the captive and reached out to checked on the fleshy orbs. He

shook his head and went to bed with the six-pack he found in the

frig.. Nearly deballed Angelo as he almost fell on the wire, but he

didn't..

"Sorry...." he said as he avoided the wire and sat on the bed..

"You just take your time... we got all night.. You want I should

just come over there and hall that old door wide open??" Ted

offered... "Huch.... I ..."

"NO NO Please .... No Lonia sai...." Angelo begged...

Ted lay back, sucked up some of the beers and fell asleep. Angelo

sought to become one with his closet door...<Where was the

worthless whore of a wife of his when he needed her...Martha..>

he wondered..

It was a long night and Angelo experienced every second of every

minute of it... When ever he would slouch down the unyielding

wire reminded him of it's presence..

Every time Ted's breadth seemed to change Angelo prayed for him

to sleep on.. The boy might fall over the wire... or just deball him

out of frustration....

His prayers were answered .. Ted slept.

Then finally with the suns rays, the din from the party seemed to

lessen. After a while he heard someone come across the lawn and

into the house...

"Martha... Martha... help me please...." he screamed...

Ted stirred.... "Hu.... wh.... Who is't..."

The door opened and the youth was on his feet in a second.... He

stood like an animal ready to defend his territory. as the bed

room door opened he smiled and let down his guard....

Lonia came into the room. She perceived the set up and went to

the closet door.. She took the handle in her hand and started to

open it....

"NO NO Please don't I nev...I'll give you money I...." Angelo

begged...

"Ted really wants your balls... and I DON'T WANT YOU AROUND

HERE AT ALL" She said. "Martha came over last night and we

had a long talk... About your ass fucking ways. She did not seem

to really enjoy your ass fucking... She said something about a

perverted  bastard..... Now I'm sure from her reaction...she really

really  wants you gone... Perv.. Balls or no... Makes no difference

to her.. Now what should I do..."

"Please I'm gone... I'll leave and never come back... I" Angelo

begged...

"Well I'm soft hearted but Ted here wants something for his

trouble... How bout we give him your dick??" Lonia cooed...

She reached into the hole Ted had made in the door and

stroked the limp organ in question...

Angelo was horrified... He did not want....

"NAAA", Ted said, "I ain't no queer...It's the balls or nothing.."

Then when Lonia shook her head Ted, disgusted, stalked out

of the room and back to the other house. The one with the whores

and the booze..... just next door. (He had a powerful thirst for one

or both..)

Lonia pulled the closet door slowly and demanded, "If I find hide

or hair of you around here, Perv,   I'll let Ted have these little

things... YOU GOT THAT??? Perv."

"Yes yes I'm gone and I will never come back.." Angelo vouched

and he was never seen again...

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                     Mothers Owner # 15

                        by Paladin

Lonia released the old mans balls from the wire loop. He started

his packing right away. He had most of his things together even

before she left... She was sure he would be gone in an hour or

so. Maybe she would send Ted to check on things in an hour.

He'd be happy to..

She went back to the Campbell's wrecked home and released the new

whores from their serving places. She had them suck and lick up

the overflow of their nightly servicing from the floor around

their places.. Then with her trusty lash she got them washing

and cleaning up the house.

Vi and she over saw each of the rooms preparation as this was

the date of Vi's fathers return. Everything had to be just as

it was before Olive's recorded digressions.

Doug arrived promptly at 10am as he had been requested.

He had a bunch of prints from the disk, and the disk. Vi took the

slaves outside and hosed them off. Then they were made to soap

each other and remove the sticky film from each other privates.

Soon they were clean inside and out. Holes and lips were real red

though, but then they would toughen into it...

When they were dry Vi fastened Martha to a chair, kneeling, by her

tit rings. Then she called Chad out there. He was encouraged to sit

in the chair astride Martha's head. She eagerly took the small

woodie to heaven.. (Want to make a sucker suck?  Just don't feed

or water her before her performance..)

Once that was settled, Vi took O back inside and sat her down at

the kitchen table. The pictures were there, laid out in roughly

chronological order along with a big new album. (Laura wanted

it engraved but 'My Whoredom' versions were not in stock...

Pity!)

"O this is going to be the story of your new life as whore to

the world. Write your name and age on the inside cover. Do it

nice and neat now. This is your permanent record. Then on the

first page..." Lonia ordered.. "Write your whore name. One big

red 'O'. Great, Now paste this picture there next to the name.

Now no one will confuse you're book with someone elses.."

Then she was required to write a commentary on how she needed

dick soo bad she had seduced the old man next door, the post

man's, a traveling sales man, who had stopped by...etc... All

were added to her list of fuckers. Along with the names, dates

were all included to document her whoredom. Their was also,

self confessed, allegations of bestiality and longings for

certain of the neighborhood children all in her own

handwriting.

Then the pictures that Doug had of her nude in bed were dated and

signed. The blurred people were delineated and O attested to this

and previous dalliances with old Mr. Williams. (The Perv..)

The classic shot of O's peeing in the parking garage also

located and dated for evidence of her nasty perversions in

public places.

The pictures went on and on. Anyone, even a casual observer to

this book would know that O was a whore... a loose woman.. a

kinky bitch ready for any stiff dick that came along.

O sat there, with her ringed nipples shaking more as each picture

was revealed and noted in her own hand. The clarity at once,

horrified and delighted her, causing her cunt to flow all over

the chairs seat. She became soo hot Vi had to take her outside

and hosed her off again with the freezing cold water again,

before they were done.

"Really she is such a slut that this is all we can do to keep her

from going crazy." Vi explained to a laboring Chad.. "Is the old

bag doing a good enough job for you, stud? I could encourage her

with a couple of lashes to her tits!! If you want... "

"AHA A W WELL UH I I man..." Chat spit out between labored

breaths.

"Really Chad you must learn more restraint with women... Do you

want to change cock suckers?" Vi finally demanded to stop his

babbling.. "This one here is fresh and I can beat the shit out of

that one for failing you."

Martha, at the sound of this comment, hollowed her cheeks and

tried her damnedest to suck the pud off the boys bod..

Chad just smiled and after digging his fingers in the old gray

head, and coming again, shook his head...NO!!!

"Well why didn't you say so... MEN!!" Vi said as she lead O by

the leash attached to her cunt lock back into the house. O began

again, after licking the chair seat clean of girlie juice, to

past up and note the rest of the pictures into 'HER' album.

This took some time and again resulted in a wetting of the chair

seat. O was forced to clean it up after the paperwork on the

album was done.

With the tasks completed, O was again positioned in her

corner, squatting with all her parts displayed. Vi attached the

chain to her cunt lock and stepped back to look at the display...

"You know Lonia I think she is still hiding too much of herself

from us there... I know let me go get ....." Vi said as she ran

to the master bedroom and returned with a small object of smoke

colored plastic on one side and a mirror on the other in her

hand.... She handed it to a bewildered O and then ordered.

"When some one comes in you are to say??" Vi demanded.

O quickly responded, "How may I serve you Mistress?"

"Yea right.. Now you hold that little mirror there under you ass

and show your brownie too..." Vi said with glee, "You understand

me bitch..."

Blushing crimson O lowered her head. Positioned her hand, and said

in a very low voice... "Yes mistress."

"Move it a little to the right. That way the lock is in th...Yes

Just like that. Come here Loina... Look at our little whore's

brownie.." Vi requested.

"Well that sure shows off her best feature. I think it is

darling.. You're ass hole is soo cute. Aren't you happy to show

it off for us, O?" Lonia said with a gleam in her eye. "I know it

will be a big hit when we have guests." Lonia just had to get the

camera and record the new display. (For the album of course.)

In tears O responded, "Yes Mistress.."

Lonia came over and ordered, "You got me soo hot I need my

brownie done. You really wanted to do my brownie didn't you,

you big slut."

"Yes mistress" came the strained reply.

Lonia took off her jeans and mounted O's upturned face...

O found the stinking brown furled rose and stabbed it with her

tongue.. She was denied access. It was closed tight till she had

licked it into submission. Then she was allowed to access the

inside of it, no problem...

"AH I think we found her true calling... A lesbo whore..." Lonia

want on as she came all over O's forehead and hair...

Vi went outside and found Chad passed out and Martha straining

nonstop over the poor little pud..

Vi disengaged the sucker and nudged the half naked boy on her

front porch.

"Well stud, What say I put this old whore away... I really thank

you for the developing you did for me..." Vi pecked the boy on his

right cheek and then ordered, "M show your manners. Kiss the balls

and say your thank you's and stuff to the nice stud for providing

you with such a nice cock to suck on.."

Martha lips were soo sore but Vi had her nipple rings in her

hand. A little pressure and Martha thanked Chad profusely for his

thin sperm snack for the morning.

The old woman was in a daze. <She had never in her long life had

soo much sex and she ha....  Well... she didn't li.... well...

She did not know.... She had never juiced soo much in her life..>

Chad looked down at the old woman and felt his pud begin to stir

but Vi led the old woman to the kitchen door..

"AH VI AH.... Could I I mean..." Chad tried to think of some

thing.. anything to keep Vi and the whore with him.

"Look Chad we have things to do and my daddy is coming home this

afternoon. He wouldn't take kindly to you being here with your

dick in your hand. I bet he'd probably just get a kitchen knife

and cut it off... So you better go home, and be sure and put it

away before you leave. Why you could slam your car door on it.."

Vi chided the flustered boy...

Slamm

Carefully tucking his limp pud inside his underpants and this

time he pulled up his jeans before he tried to leave. With his

pants in place, Chad got up from the chair. He saw stars before

his eyes. He had to hold onto the railing and carefully stagger

over to the stairs.

In his weakened condition he took the stairs slow as his balls

seemed to be all hollowed out and now he knew what the hand rails

were really for. (Boy needed more protein in his diet.)

CREEK

The front door opened and Lonia came back outside. Hopefully Chad

glanced up as she extended her hand.

"Could you do these for us." She said as he took the offered

disk.

<Somewhere their was a god... They wanted him back...>

Overjoyed at his good fortune he stammered,

"Y YY YEA I could hav un In ab..."

"No Daddy is coming and Vi and the whore have to look their best.

Come over tomorrow... I'm sure I can scare up some pussy for you

then... Say tenish.... Who knows stud?? I may just fuck you

myself.." Lonia informed him. She opened the robe she was wearing

and flashed him. "Think you can handle this??"

The open mouth stair was what she was going for. Chad stood there

as the door closed off his vision of her.

He leached to his car. After he managed to get in and sit

carefully  in place, he just sat there resting for a while. He

had had a hell of a day and it was what?? 11am.. Finally he

fired up the motor and peeled out. He was remembering Vi and

the cock sucker. <He had been a man today. He had come in a

whores mouth. He... well this time he didn't make a fool of

himself and he was a man. He'd come back and maybe Vi'd let him

have the .... Oh yea Mr. Campbell would be there today... Maybe

tomorrow....> Chad hopped. <Wait a minute Lonia wants me.. She

gave me... Yea she wants me...>

Lonia took some smelly chemical and removed the rings in O's 

nipples. She placed a small flesh colored thread inside each hole

and ordered,

"You lose those and the holes close over, well, we'll just have to

drill some new ones all over again. You wouldn't want that again

would you whore? Next time we use daddy's drill with a large

bit.."

O resolved to never lose the thread. Her nipples were just now

beginning to feel somewhat normal. <Drilled again.... Please

noooo.>

Vi brought down her sheerest robe and placed it on the kitchen

counter. Then after some discussions Lonia took M, leashed her

tit rings and departed for the other house. Martha, her hands

behind her as ordered, struggled to keep up with the tugging of

her nipple rings.

Vi then began to instructed her mother,

"Stand up bitch."

O complied and Vi removed her cunt lock. Again small flesh

colored thread were fed in and would keep the holes from closing

up for a short while.

"Now when dad comes in you put that robe on and make 'nice nice'

to him.. You know just like when old man Williams did your

asshole yesterday... What ever he says you do it.. and you will

do it like it is the only thing in the world you want to do...

Do you understand me??"

"Yes mistress. " O said still naked with her hands behind her

looking down.

"Ok now cook something nice for the return of your lord and

master...." Vi ordered smiling at her nude subservient parent.

O went about her chores and almost forgot that she was naked.

When they heard the car drive up, Vi demanded,

"Put on the robe and be a nice, bitch. Remember the album and

all the nice notes you made in it. You would not want me to

show those to him would you?"

"Yes mistress. I mean No mistress...."

The kitchen door opened and Daddy came in. Vi ran over and sought

to turn her father on with her sweater covered tits in a vigorous

chest massage.

When he pushed her away she acted hurt, but noticed with glee

that he was sprouting a woodie... <I got to him that time..>

O did the same after a stern dark look from her daughter...

Daddy was now visibly shaken by the women of the house. <What has

gotten into them? Did they wreck the car?? NAAAA I saw it.. It

looked ok??>

"Look girls I have been on the road for quite a while. What say I

take a shower and then we eat what ever it is smells soo

good. Then we can catch up on the goings on of our household,

Ok??"

Vi pouted and acted hurt but her dad would not be dissuaded. He

went to the shower in the master bedroom.

When the water was heard running Vi took the robe way from O and

ordered her,

"Go give him a good blow job... Don't take no for an answer....

and if you know what's good for you it better be a ball drained.

..... Now go get that cock."

O reluctantly went to the sound of the water. Charles and she did

no... well they were mor...

Vi who was standing behind her grabbed her hair and threw her

into the bathroom portion of the bedroom. She turned to see Vi

holding the dreaded album.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

                     Mothers Owner # 16

                        by Paladin

Reluctantly O went to the shower curtain and looked back. Vi

smiled and shooed her mother into the flowing water..

With no other choice O parted the curtain and smiled at her

husband. She reached for and secured her hand around his little

pud. <God I hate this... After all those young long dicked

studs... now this... Oh well!!>

"W.... wha... Olive w wha... you wan... You ne...Olive dear I

mean...I O Olive dear O   O OOO.... " Vi waited smiling as she

heard the fumbling of her parents at play.. Knowing she had

caused the deeds...

When O emerged from the water flushed and wiping her mouth, Vi

smiled and pointed back into the flowing torrent.

O shook her head and... started to disobey till Vi held up the

album page of her head in Lonia's crotch..

Horrified at what her husbands reaction to this would be, she

turned and went back into the cordoned off area..

"Olive what, do you.... Again.... My what a nice soft mouth you

AHHAAA..... I never ... I mean we..." Then the inevitable huffing

and puffing and... then the exhalation of the held breath...

being expelled in pleasure..

It took a longer time this time and Vi put the book away. She

waited till the water stopped. Then when her mother came out of

the bath room portion dry, to go fix the food she stopped her

and pointed back at the bathroom door.

"Get in there whore and fuck him blind... You know how.. just

like Mr. Williams liked your ass... go get that dick..."

Olive was beside herself with horror. Fucking all night and day

at her daughters behest had conditioned her to obey, but this was

Charles... She and he didn't..... He only was good for once...

She shook off the flimsy robe and went back, reluctantly, into

the bedroom and them...

"Olive Olive what has gotten in to... you never wan...Olive I

don't think I can.. What you are.. No you never let me... You

.... OH god it is soo tight in you... Olive you are soo hot...

AHHH>>>AAAAA!"

After a while Olive dragged her self out of the bedroom and this

time Vi let her pass to fix the supper. She purposely waited till

'daddy' came out of the room.

Vi was pleased to see he was dragging.... <The whore did all

right> Vi brushed past 'daddy' making sure her soft tit meat

rubbed his arm, she said,

"I just wann borrow mother's..OH Daddy you are soo solid... You

make me feel..." Vi cooed at her freshly bathed and fucked

parent... He starred at her.. <What has gotten into these

women.. and I shouldn't even be thinking of these things with

my little Violet..>

During the meal Vi continually ordered O, with hand gestures, to

show her tits. Bend over and have the robe show her ass, or pubic

hair.. When ever she passed dads chair she went close enough to

tit rub his head or shoulder or what ever..

The flesh like feel or the sweater and the flashes of skin caused

Charles to become aroused again... His balls began to ache but

well.. He could not help it... (Who could??)

Olive could not understand it but she went along with it and soon

Charles sprouted another woodie... He rose from the table and

grabbed his half naked wife and took her straight to bed room...

There O did her duty with cunt and ass and afterward she wound up

licking and licking the flaccid organ of her nearly chomotose

husband.

Charles finally secumed. He was totally out of it...

Vi opened the door and again with hand signals ordered O out to

the kitchen. There she was again cuntlocked in her corner naked

and awaiting her daughters order.

Vi picked up the phone and dialed a number while standing over

her subservient tired parent.

"Ready" was all she said. Then she hung up the phone and reached

down to play with her mothers left tit.

"Mother you really have nice tits, but I think they are better

set off by their decorations. Here put them back in...NOW!!"

Vi handed her mother a pair of long hangie down crystal ear

rings she had found in Martha's jewelry box. They were long and

thin and hung down between O's thighs pulling on her nips.

"Lick me while we wait whore..." Vi ordered.

O shuttered and did as ordered. If Charles came out here she

wou...

Lonia came over and stood over her as a wet cunted Vi slipped

away.... and went up the hall.

After a long quiet time Vi came back out . She was nude and

smiling. She said to Lonia... "Mission accomplished...go get

the old bag.... Now we totally fuck up his mind.."

Lonia said "She is right outside."

Martha nude and ringed was brought in and taken to the bedroom.

Vi mounted O's upturned face and demanded,

"Clean out the dribble... I mean honestly mother you left almost

nothing for me... You whore..."

After two hours Lonia took the old woman out of the house and

soon returned. Vi departed for the bedroom and in an hour she

returned... again nude and panting....

Lonia went into the bedroom and she too spent about an hour...

Then O was again brought in to milk her husbands cock. When she

saw the bright lights, the tangled weave of bed clothes, and the

sweating flesh of her mate she was dumbfounded.

Vi was there feeding her father with her left breast.. and cooing

softly in his ear..

Her Charles sucking on Vi little nipples. Vi ordered her in a low

voice and with hand gestures to,

"Such the cum out of his pud and be quick about it whore.."

Lonia guided her to his flaccid well used dick. It was soft and

red from much use.. O began to suck on the greasy little thing

and with the encouragement of the lash to her ass she got it a

little hard...

Charles was out of his mind. <First his wife had come at him till

he was soo weak that he could not stand up...>

<Then he dreamed that in some bright light, his own daughter come

and blew his mind with her demanding sexual escapades... then as

he sought to sleep .... an old woman... Martha from next door,

Yes that was who it was.. came and... then another young

girl... Now their were two nude women.. He was being held to...

was it Vi.... breast?? and Olive was.... OH GOD I must be

cracking up..>

<The lights had added a surreal touch. The other young girl was

direct the old neighbor lady to attack him again and again..

Forcing her to do unspeakable things...He was soo week that

even though he did not want to... he was powerless to resist

her... them .. or well....>

<Then it was the other young girl working his over and over....

his wilted little red pud... His balls ached and he only wanted

to sleep..>

<Now he was dreaming that he was nursing on his daughters breast

and his wife was sucking his limp dick..>

Through it all their was the lights.. The different women now

came at him now in pairs. Then the colors got brighter and the

drained of his pud could find no more... It all went dark...

black velvet darkkk..

It was dark when Charles came too and he was not in his bed.. He

was somewhere else.. He was soo week and he could feel something

metallic against the front of his left arm. Behind it was the soft

feel of warm soft pliable loose flesh..

He peered over his shoulder and there was the old women from next

door. He panicked.

In horror he tried to roll away from her but the metallic rings

protruding from her breasts stayed at his arms. They were joined

around his left arm.. some way and he could not escape. her tits

stayed right there with him whatever way he twisted or turned.

"Jack his dick M." came a voice and the blazing lights were

switched on.

Charles felt a wrinkled old hand capture his organ and begin to

rub the shriveled thing. As he tried to pull away he ran into

another set of rings. He looked over and found Olive there

attempting to cover him in her ringed cleavage...

Looking up he saw Violet smiling and saying...

"Come on daddy. The bitches... will be more than willing to do

you forever... Aren't you lucky??"

Then Vi stood up and slid her naked pussy over his face thus

obscuring his vision from all but the hairs of her labia.

When he next came to contiousness he had the old woman behind him

and Olive sitting on his face and someone licking his balls..

<How long this went on.... How many women were there... How many

cunts he had.... all these blurred into one big bluer.>

Charles slowly came back to continuousness and he found himself

suspended spread eagle in a garage with two boys...

Their was a wire running from his balls up infront of his eyes.

One of the boys attached a gallon bottle to the wire. Then he

peeded into the bottle.

At first their was a slight tugging to Charle's balls but soon he

was pleading with the youth to stop..

"You perverted bastard..." The youth screamed at him.... "You

raped your own daughter... You raped your little Lonia.. You

raped your neighbor...... So we are going to just castrate you

you prevert...."

"NO PLease I didn... I don know... I did but I..." Charles

pleaded.. <He must be dreaming but oww that wire was cutting his

balls... This was real... WHAT HAD HE DONE??>

"Don't lie to me you raped um all and they will all testify.. You

will be in jail for the rest of your life.."

"Please Please I did not mean it...I.." Charles begged..

The second boy took the half full bottle began to pee into it...

"NO NO NO DON"T.." he pleaded for the pressure of the wire was

now cutting into his sack.

Out of the light came a naked Violet. She went over and held up

the bottle... Shaking the vile contents in his face and smiling

she began..

"Daddy what you did was baddd." She was now swishing the vile

smelling yellow stuff around under his nose..  "You need to be

punished.. I should just drop this and it would fix you good

you rapist.."

"Pleas Darling I didn't mean it... I don't know what came over

me..." he begged..

Lonia came out of the haze and started shouting,

"Rapist Violet drop it.. Fix the bastard for good. Rape you.

Rape me.. He deserves it..."

Charles lowered his eyes and when he looked up the girl was gone.

Violet was there and the boys.

"Daddy do you really love me?? I mean really... forget mother.

You are mine now. Lonia and I will be incharge from now on.. Do

you agree?? Or do you want me to call the police or should we

settle this here and now between ourselves?" Violet demanded

holding the wire encircling his captive balls in her small hand..

"Darling I did not mean... to..." Charles stammered. His little

daughter... The police.... he would be ruined.. "Your mother

wil..."

"Forget that bitch... Now do you agree or do I drop this and go

for the police. Lonia and Martha and mother will all testify

against you..." Voilet reached down with her left hand and

fondled the balls that made her..

"Darling I..... I ..... " he tried to find the words.

Violet lowered the bottle and the wire started to cut his ball

sack...

"OK OK OK IIII Please I'll do what ever you want... I'll..." he

begged...

Violet took off the noose and had the boys take Charles down and

back to the bedroom. There he spent the next week there lost in

one or another pussy with out end...

(Charles made his choice... What would you do???)

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                     Mothers Owner # 17

                        by Paladin

Now that Charles was under their control the girls, Violet and

Lonia, had the run of the neighbor hood. Hell they had the world

at their feet.

(Funny how popular they could be with two female sex slaves and

the total obedience of Violets father..)

When Charles Campbell went away again on a long trip he had to

call in every night to them.

The girls held the purse strings. He had to account for every

cent to them and every minute of his time..

Olive, now freeded from her marital duties, began to accompany

her daughter to bars and parties...

Everyone waited in suspense for when Violet or Lonia would order

the former house wife,

"Strip for the people, Bitch!"

O would comply and was immediately the center of attention. Every

time she was slightly different. (Different rings.. fuller tits..

Lengthened labia....)

Electrolysis had totally removed her pubic hair and the little

cunt lock was now a large anodized (gold) bicycle lock hanging

down between her thighs.. This was all ways there, at the start

of the exhibition of the whore.

Sometimes the girls made a game of it, other times they just

opened the lock of O's pubis for party use. (If the fee was

high enough.)

O would stand there, during the game phase, and patiently wait to

see if someone could crack the lock. If the girls felt like it

they would opened the lock. If not everyone had to pay and poor

Olives ass hole was sore for a day.. or two..

Martha proved very popular with the younger boys. Some described

it like this...

("Man it's like,.. you know man..., like doing old mom... at

home...")

At night after the slaves were put away Lonia and Vi played girlie

games among themselves.

One night, while Charles was to be gone for two weeks, Lonia

talked Vi into some new bondage games. Lonia chained Vi to the

bed posts and, with the aid of a strap on dummy, drove the girl

to distraction...

Violet awoke the next morning with Greg pumping her sore ass

hole with his long thick dick. She stretched and tried to roll

over to her back...but her bonds would not allow this.

Vi shook her head and tried to tell Greg to lay off.. Then she

found that her mouth was stuffed with a wide thick dummy. She

commenced to shaking and trying to make Greg quit...

No effect... It even seemed to encourage him on to further

efforts...

Greg tired after what seemed like hours and another long cocked

stud went at her ass hole anew... This one lacked the thickness

of Greg but he made up for it in length...

<It will probably come out my mouth...> Vi thought as she tried

to relax and think of a way to get back at Lonia for her sore ass

hole.

Suddenly she looked up and there was naked old Martha.... She had

the long plastic thing Lonia had introduced her to in O's training.

Viewed from this angle 'The Pleasurizer' appeared impossibly long

and thick...

Lonia's voice came from the other side, and Vi turned to see her

friend ordering,

"M be firm with her... She is such a bitch as of late..."

Martha disappeared behind her and the stud was replaced by the

rippling grooves of cold impersonal plastic.

"I know what a hot ass bitch you are so I kept it in the freezer

over night. See if you can soften it... Martha.... slow and

steady... slow and steady..." When Vi tried to pass out Lonia

used ammonia to revive her... "Now that is soo inconsiderate... I

arrange for this ass opening and you fall asleep on me. Martha..

to the balls. Lets show hot ass here who is boss here."

Violet now knew what the others had experienced... Her belly was

full to bursting and still the thing progressed in her vitals

kept coming. Then it reversed direction.... Vi felt as if her

innards were being extracted.. Martha started to saw back and

forth over her former tormentor... M was very motivated.. Vi ass

hole was being opened like the other women, but as she was

younger her's was more elastic. No matter... Lonia was very

inventive...

When Martha tired and the lash could not bring the desired

response, Lonia herself took a turn at the now gaping ass hole.

Every time Vi sought to escape by passing out, the ammonia

awakened her choking and gasping for breadth..

*****************************************

The next day Lonia awakened her by placing a small firecracker in

her ass. The presence of which was not felt till...

BANGGGGG

(Talk about awakening with a bang!!!)

Then it was screw the cunt day at the Campbell residence.. Vi had

the cunt that was being screwed and their seemed to be no end to

the pricks for her servicing.

At days end Martha came in and the trusty 'Pleasurizer' again saw

service...

Martha was very happy looking little Vi in the eyes as she did

the bitches cunt to pieces..

***************************************

The next day Vi was awakened to see Martha sucking on her small

nipples. The old woman had the little pink organs hard in no

time. Quickly she took up some needle nose pliers. Stretched out

the stiff nubbins to the maximum and with one of her old blunt

darning needles proceeded to pierce Vi breasts just behind the

aureoles. The blunt needles was Martha's idea. It took longer but

it made a larger, rounder hole and Lonia liked the effect. Vi was

not consulted and in fact had to be revived numerous times during

the proceedings. (Piercing behind the aureoles is more secure there,

but it does take a much bigger ring.. Again Lonia liked it...)

Vi was sure that M had split her tits in two, such was soo much

pain...

Lonia looked over the work and told her,

"My that M is a treasure... Just look at the wonderful tit rings

she did for you... Aren't we lucky to have such a talented

bitch... Why it is soo good I think I'm going to let her do your

cunt... too.."

Vi shook her head... She tried to plead her erstwhile partner,

"NO... NO..."

All that came out from the behind the dummy in her mouth was

some incoherent babbling and gurgling.

"Martha come here and bring that curved needle you want to use on

this bitch." Lonia ordered.

It took two of the boys to get Vi's legs positioned, but soon her

ankles were secured to her collar. Thus folded in half Vi waited

for her cunt modification...

Martha and Lonia were seated comfortably at the cunt side of the

table. They toyed with the labia folds for a while and discussed

the merits of one continuous pierce vs. two smaller holes that

could be expanded little by little.

All the while Vi was shaking and trying to plead for them to

stop. It was to no avail...

Lonia finally tired of the discussion and stood up and walked

around the table.

"Go on do it M, but do it slowly so she can appreciate the care

you are taking with it. You fuck it up and I'll tear your's off

with the tin snipes from the garage.."

When Lonia was by her head she squatted down and showed Vi

something in her hand. It was an anodize bicycle lock, but this

was a new one, pink in color. (Can you guess where this one will

be housed in the near future?? can you say cuntlock??)

"Greg tells me their is a big market for mother-daughter fuck

pairs. You know the pervs love the lezzie shit. Well we talked

about it and decided that if it was O and our own little Vi..

why Greg tells me we will make a fortune. So you see their is

really no choice.." Lonia explained to the horrified victim.

"Here let me hold your head up so you can see what a good job M is

going to do..."

Vi's crotch seemed to explode with the piercing of the needle and

then the words sunk in.. Vi tried to shake her head... She was a

partner... Lonia couldn't do thi... <AHAHAHAAHHHHAAA>

"Really Vi... pay attention... Look what a good job Martha is

doing... I know you would be impressed..."

"You done... so soon??" Lonia demanded. "Damn. She fell asleep

again.. Ah well it looks soo good, here see if the lock fits.."

"Great.... Now hand me the bottle.. This bitch has some ass holes

to lick... Her training will not allow these rest periods she

keeps taking..."

*************************************

When he got home no one was there to greet him. Charles looked

and did not find any of the cunts that usually greeted him with a

wet cunt or mouth or ass hole. He was bewildered.. and a little

disappointed.. Lonia really lit his fire...

Then after an hour or so the phone rang..

"Would you come to the fair grounds at 8 pm Charles." Lonia's

voice demanded.

"Yes, but where are the... I mean where is Olive and Violet??" he

inquired.

"No time to talk got a million things to do before the show. Just

you be here at 8. Bye.."

The phone went dead in his hands.

<Where was everybody and what was this show shit?? His balls were

full and he wanted.... Well he had become accustomed to...>

*********************************************

When he got to the fair grounds their was a circus playing. A

small seedy one... but a circus nun the less...

Charles had a time but finally found a parking space, way the

hell in the next county it seemed. He was late when he got to

the gate, He was really pissed off. Where were his women...fuck

toys....

"You're late you miserable fuck." Lonia admonished him.

"Look where is..." he started but Lonia turned and walked away

down the midway toward a row of tents.

He had all he could do to keep up through the crowd and then

when she turned into the private housing area he caught up.

"Where is...." he began again..

"Shusss don't make a scene or I'll have them throw you out and

maybe break a few things along the way." Lonia said indicating

some of the men hanging around the back stage area she had lead

him too.

Seeing they meant business Charles held his tongue and followed

Lonia threw the semi darkness, to the side of the stage. The

barker was just announcing the next act..

"LADIES.... and ... GENTLEMEN..... WE HAVE FOR YOUR PLEASURE

TONIGHT HERE ON STAGE FOR THE FIRST TIME ANYWHERE....

LONIA'S  TRAINED CUNTS..."

Quizzically Charles looked at the slip of a girl beside him. She

was starring at the stage like an expectant mother.

As Lonia and Charles looked on, from the other side of the

curtain came a naked Martha leading two tiger striped painted

females by cunt leads. Crawling along with their ringed tits

swaying below them as they came...

Now Charles knew where his fuck toys were.... His hard on revived

immediately.. along with every male in the audience..

Martha cracked her whip on the young ones ass. Vi quickly scooted

over and sat on a raised platform. She knelt up and shook her

ringed tits. The little bells jangled and in the stunned silence

of the audience, they were heard thorough the whole tent.

Snapp

The older cunt, O, assumed her position and she too shook her

belled tits. Again the ringing could be heard. In the spot light,

the colored cunt locks, with the leashes attached, gleamed.

Snapp Snapp

The girls rushed together and began to tit rub each other.

"THESE ARE A MOTHER-DAUGHTER LEZZIE PAIR. VERY RARE YOU FIND

SUCK SLUTS AND IN THE SAME FAMILY... LUCKY FATHER.. THESE ARE

TO OUT KNOWLEDGE THE ONLY PERFORMING PAIR IN THE STATE...HELL

THEY MAYBE BE THE ONLY ONES DOING IT IN THE COUNTRY... OUR

MANAGEMENT HAS SPARRED NO EXPENSE TO BRING THIS ATTRACTION TO...."

The announcer hyped the act. Martha showed off the fine points of

the team and in general did her part.

Charles was horrified. His wife.... His little daughter.... He...

A soft female hand circled his woodie, and began to jack him off

through his pants..

"I got a contract for 26 weeks for them. They will travel with

the rest of the caged animals. Think of it, PARTNER, and the

crowd loves um... The pervs..." Lonia explained to the climaxing

man...

"NOW FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO WOULD LIKE TO...UH...ER.. SPEAK WITH

OUR ...ER... PERFORMERS... THEIR ARE THREE SMALL TENTS BEHIND

THIS GATE... BUY YOUR TICKETS AT THE BOOTH... NO MONEY IN THE

TENTS... THESE ARE NOT....." the barker drowned on and on but

Charles and Lonia did not care...

The line was long and the girls worked till the early hours of

the morning...

the end for now....