Chapter One Hundred Thirteen

Tits Longer than Sunday Night

Their Uncle Mark hadn’t waited around to watch us. He had left as soon as he brought my cousin. Before Mark left I have to admit a strange part of me was hoping he was going to join in – he was strikingly handsome and seemed like an all-around good guy. I wouldn’t go so far as to call him Bradley Cooper, but he definitely had a quiet charm about him. I felt ashamed of myself for wanting him to join us in this debauchery and resigned myself to be a door-prize for two boys learning their way into manhood.

I felt like such a stupid little girl – so eager to be taken by an older man and willing to be fucked by strangers. I can’t even explain how ‘in the moment’ this made me feel, because I was so confused about myself and by these strange new feelings.

When the door swung open again, Joann turned to ask if Mark had gone down to the pool to bring himself back someone to fuck. Her wry grin was quickly eroded by the vision that stood in the doorway of a loud-mouthed ball cap wearing redneck who goes by ‘Mater.

He was loud and coarse and smelled of Budweiser, onions, and motor oil; even from over on the couch. He either didn’t notice us going at it on the couch or didn’t care enough to address it. He stood there as if he were slightly drunk and waiting for Joann to tell him to go to hell so he could say the same back to her.

“Mater? What the fuck are you doing here?” Joann snapped at the man standing in the door-way, clearly not expecting him. “You don’t live here anymore.”

“What the hell I pay the bills for then?” the grizzled man in his late forties was wearing a torn ball cap and a worn out T-shirt that said “Romney/Ryan 2014”, with some overalls and work boots.

“You ain’t never paid no bills around here! Now begone with your foul smelling self – I am trying to do something,” she dismissed him.

“I can see that woman!” Mater quietly let the matter of who paid the bills drop, but said he was still “their step-dad” and asked pointing to the couch, “What the hell is this? Some kind of god-damned pervert sex party – Jeeh-huh-zus Chryss!!!?”

“Don’t come up in here blaspheming and all that shit, passing judgment on us, Mater Johnson!” she fired back at him.

“Don’t you lecture me, woman!” Mater argued “You are two Corinthians short of a full god-damned bible to be doin’ that shiat!” for all his piss and vinegar about what he saw here – he had an excited expression on his lecherous face that told the real story – he liked it. No, he loved it! He just wanted to be included from what I could tell.

“What business of it on God’s green earth is it of yours Mater?” their beleaguered mother put her hands on her hips while standing close to Lloyd and told him that Mark would be back soon and run him off if he wasn’t gone. “Don’t come in this house tracking dog shit on my good carpets and sticking yorn’ nose wheren’t it durn never belonged!”

“I ain’t ascared of Mark or nobody god-damnit” Mater sort of willed himself into the house while half-heartedly scuffing his boots on the mat outside. “I’ll stick my god-damned nose right straight up your ass if I want to – you ain’t the boss of me, no how!”

It was hard for me to follow all the back and forth between these two while being playfully fucked on the couch by two boys who had been very quick studies on how to double fuck me. They rocked me back and forth – riding me – and feeling me up in every possible way. Jake and Derek seemed like they were competing to see who could breathe me in or possess me like I was an object to be owned.

I wasn’t in any pain from Jake’s prolonged strokes into my ass; and if I had been, I wasn’t noticing because I was on what I thought may be my sixth orgasm from Jake. If I was going to be humiliated and whored out – I may as well take small pleasures where I could; and right now I was debasing myself in the most primitive fashion and actually enjoying it. I think most of all I really hated the fact that, if I were being honest, I was having fun.

I had never even had the lecture from my parents about not being a slut or loose around boys. It was always implied and just expected – now my mom was back at the pool probably getting plowed just like I was and she was fine with what I was doing for money. I was really a whore and it even said so in black and red permanent marker on my ass cheeks!

Jake had quickly found my ass to be a pleasing place to park his cock – commenting how tight I was and how he loved it. Derek would groan and try to talk dirty too, but he mumbled it so low – it was so adorable that he was shy. It was almost as if he heard himself speak then he thought he might wake up from dreaming – at least I told myself that was why and not that he was just afraid to be made fun of by his sister.

The boys used fingers, caresses, and pulled, pinched, and tweaked in ways that I had never experienced before. I was still so new at sex that I was finding myself feeling awakened by the experience – that it wasn’t always groping and taboo.

“You should be ascared,” Joann insisted that Mater, “Git and never come back,” but made no move towards throwing him out. Instead, she appeared to enjoy toying with the man and complaining, knowing he was going to stay anyway. He insisted he had left some booze here and she told him that she drank it and if he brought any more in this house, “Me and Lloyd will drink that too!”

“Lloyd?” Mater sized up Lloyd as if finally recognizing him, “Boy, you done grown up something nice - haven’t you?” he regarded with satisfaction. “Here you are standing with your dick all out like you are a man!” he chuckled and said, “This here is Crystal’s son – I thought you hated that bitch.”

“I do,” Joann admitted, “But I don’t have anything against her son – now are you done? Can you get the fuck out?”

“I can get the fuck out – but I won’t, woman!” Mater swung at the air as if trying to swat a fly – if the punch had been intended for her she was yards away in the living room from where he stood. He addressed Lloyd while looking at the girls in the room, “I done been down to your trailer on Glory Hill, boy, what happened?”

“We are out of money, Sir – just trying to make ends meet.” Lloyd gave a simple answer with very little shame as he stood completely naked in the living room in front of him.

“Sheeeeeet!!” Mater sounded half-conciliatory and half disapproving in how he expressed disbelief, “Y’all ain’t got no wirkin’ terlitts?”

“No sir,” Lloyd smiled with absolutely no shame. Joann was running her hands down Lloyd’s body every now and then with a clear intent to make Mater jealous, but it was having no affect.

“You just shiat out on the street then?” Mater asked my cousin with a mixture of what seemed like disbelief and envy.

Before Lloyd could acknowledge that we did actually use the toilet on the front lawn the mother of the boys’ double fucking me cut him off. “It ain’t like you haven’t been so drunk you shit your pants out on Seminole Avenue one time.”

“Shut up, woman!” Mater insisted. “I ain't got nothing against doing what you gotta do to survive in this here world. Hell, if y’all would shit on the lawn, save me a god damned fortune on toilet paper and water bill.”

Chicken laughed at the old man in the patronizing way that I had heard Savannah use a few times in the past, but her mother told her stop, “It only encourages him to continue.”

“Well, you go on and have your fun,” the older man indicated the bedroom with his finger and said he would sit on the chair in the living room with Chicken and watch the fun going on . Chicken for her part seemed content to let the old man sit down with her and watch her brothers go at it with me.

“You will do no such thing!” Joann’s eyes lit up with a flash of anger.

“Yeah, Mater,” Chicken bolted out of her chair and took her top off, revealing a very flat chest with tits shaped almost like tiny triangular pyramids with fat nubby nips on top. “Mom was going to show me in the living room – and we don’t want you in here with us watching like a creeper.”

Joann looked at her daughter with wide eyes and then back at a nearly toothless grinning Mater and unexpectedly agreed. “That’s right – I was going to teach her how to properly treat a real man.”

Joann had never had any such intention before Chicken put her on the spot like that. It was fairly clear to me that she had just rolled with it to offend the old man into leaving.

“Hell, you wouldn’t know how to do that – why don’t you get Crystal in here and she will teach the girl just fine.” Mater reminded me of a strutting rooster – his arrogant way of talking almost begging Joann to stand up to him.

“You want to watch, then watch,” Joann removed her own polyester shirt revealing a very large white bra and asked her daughter to pop the straps; revealing mighty, massive, natural boobs that swung down slightly but were very firm on their own. They were much larger than Crystal’s tits. The nipples were elongated and sat on elevated areola that were fat and puffy like her daughter’s.

Joann reminded me of any well to do blonde house-wife from suburbia in Cherry Lawn estates, except that she had a green star tattoo around her belly button – an obvious legacy of a wilder youth. Her medium cropped blonde hair framed her blue eyes; and if she walked into any class in my high school and introduced herself as the teacher I wouldn’t have even batted an eye – she looked so ‘normal’, and yet there she stood completely topless and ready to play with my cousin’s dick!

Mater fell back in one of the dirty Lazy-boy recliners in disbelief but with a big grin on his face. He didn’t mind calling Joann’s bluff and she hadn’t disappointed either. She would have to completely follow through, so she slipped off her bottoms revealing a well-trimmed pussy beneath her tights. Her sons didn’t notice but everyone else was shocked.

She looked at Mater as she undressed with an annoyed expression that hinged on wondering if she had just gone too far or past the point of no return with the charade. She told her daughter to watch and learn as she addressed Lloyd and put Mater completely out of her mind.

“You know how to titty fuck?” she asked my cousin and he obliged with a country-boy grin and wasted no time demonstrating by sliding his cock between her tits while she lay on her back.

“Now, be careful not to give me rug burn on the carpet.” Joann said, still clearly in control of the situation, but wanting my cousin to take charge and handle her. He obliged her by laying her flat on her back and running his thick rod through her massive tits.

“You wanted to see this? Well go on and git your look on,” she asked Mater in order to give him another chance to leave.

“I didn’t want to,” he said defensively “You just gonna go on and do it – well, that’s fine. You and I were together for six years – SIX years – you gonna do this now and throw away our love.”

“It was two years,” she corrected.

“Felt like six years,” he answered.

“You cheated on me, stole from me, fucked my sister, and then you pawned my wedding ring to buy booze!” Joann sounded angry as my cousin rode on top of her and she began working on removing her stretch pants she had on.

“I don’t see why we need to get into who did what,” Mater pleaded. “Come on baby,” he asked her to take him back.

“Don’t ‘come on baby’, me!” she slipped her mouth around Lloyd’s cock and gave it a quick kiss while letting him finish removing her tights completely. She ignored him and told Chicken, “Well pay attention – you wanted a lesson in how to satisfy a man. You are going to get one.”

Once this began, the woman ignored Mater completely – but it was clear that she was well aware she was making him jealous and being watched.

“I thought you were going to let me try it too, Ma!” Chicken whined at being left out. She hadn’t put her top back on and the boys on top of me were too busy fucking my brains out to notice in order to mock their sister.

“Maybe when you are older,” Joann said, then told my cousin, “Momma’s got some blackberry pie for you downstairs – why don’t you show me how good of an appetite you have.”

Lloyd looked in the kitchen and back at Joann dumbfounded.

“Just eat my pussy, Lloyd,” Joann explained in plain English, and Lloyd obliged with a smile by spreading her legs and licking expertly.

“You shave your pubes?” Chicken asked her mother with surprise like she had never seen her naked before and was curious about the practice. She had a look on her face that shrieked confusion at how anyone would shave their pussies. I’d thought the same thing only about a week or so earlier.

“I trim them up,” Joann said, quite pleased with my brother’s licking. “That’s it – in tight little circles. I may have to give you a tip when you are done,” she told Lloyd. Then she asked her daughter, “Don’t you?”

“No, I don’t know how,” Chicken admitted with a pout. There was an awkward silence while the boys fucked me and Lloyd ate out their mother before Chicken said, “I could probably get some guy to teach me how to fuck.”

“I’ll teach you!” Mater piped right in holding up a crusty looking tanned finger.

“Gross! You are my step-dad!” Chicken said, while doing nothing to hide her bared chest in front of him.

“Not no more,” Mater explained by pointing to Joann. “She clearly don’t want me no more – so you want to learn so badly – come on little girl and let a man with experience take you around the world.”

There was an awkward pause. I couldn’t tell if Chicken was really considering it or laughing at him because I was on yet another wave of orgasms as I wondered how long the two boys could last.

“You don’t want nothing he is selling,” Joann said reluctantly, and then told Chicken to get down on the carpet and she could learn on Lloyd. “Squat down here and do exactly what I tell you, and nothing more!”

“Should I take my britches off, Mama?” she asked, excited to be included and with not the least bit of shame about stripping in front of the entire family at this point.

“I don’t see why,” Joann explained she was just going to learn how to suck a dick properly as she guided my brother’s lips off her pussy and on to his knees.

“Well, cuz after I am done on him, he is going to go on down on me - like he did you.” Chicken was already sliding out of her jeans so there was nothing her mother could do to really argue the point.

“You don’t mind Mater seeing you naked like this?” she asked her as her daughter joined her on the floor.

“Sheeet – he knows what I got,” Chicken expressed no concern over Mater’s wide-eyed staring at the three of them, “That pervert been paying me two dollars to watch me take a bath since I was little.”

“I wondered where you would get that money,” she glared at Mater whose only answer was a helpless shrug. “You had THIS in the bedroom and you wanted to see a little girl?” she was now more determined than before to show off in front of Mater as she explained the art of a blowjob.

“The trick is relaxing your throat muscles. If you can take him deep all the way to the balls...,” she slid down on Lloyd’s cock to the base and back off, “then you got him – he is yours.”

“Didn’t work on me,” Mater chuckled.

“It did – and then I decided I didn’t want you anymore. You are the one here with hat in hand asking to come back,” Joann answered and Mater stopped chuckling.

“I can’t do that,” a now naked Chicken with long stringy blondish hair was slightly intimidated by my cousin’s bouncing cock. She looked at it like it was going to bite her and her mom chuckled.

“Try holding your nose,” Joann held her daughter’s nose and pushed her head down on the cock a few inches before Chicken started to gag. I knew that sound well.

“That’s okay – if you choke. Some guys like the sound of it.” She looked at Mater, “And some guys don’t have a big enough dick to MAKE you choke.”

“That’s why I said she should try on me!” Mater tried to make it sound as if he were just being polite when he offered to fuck her daughter. He had his hands down his pants and was watching the two of them, while periodically looking over at me getting bounced on by the boys.

“You’ve got to relax. If you’re nervous about it and uncertain, then you won’t allow for the maximum “opening” of your throat,” Joann showed her again by slurping my cousin’s cock and then letting her daughter try.

Meanwhile, I found myself open mouth kissing Derek as he lay under me and his brother pounded me with force from above. I wanted to scream from the ecstasy; but his tongue, which he forced down my throat, kept me quiet.

“You can do this to avoid getting pregnant. You offer him your mouth and swallow a teaspoon of cum or so –and that is all a boy needs to be a happy camper until he puts a ring on that finger.”

“It isn’t all I needed,” Mater interjected again.

“You are a dirty pervert – I am talking about boys that Chicken would date – good boys!” Joann sucked along my cousin’s cock as she finished the statement and pumped it a few times like it was a kielbasa sausage she was trying to swallow. There was a kind of perverse irony about her mother throating down a cock while talking about “Good boys” with morals.

“Don’t be afraid to get spit or slobber all over his cock – if you can, even puff out some snot while you are down on him, that’s a girl!” Joann complimented her daughter’s straining to choke down the same cock right after her mother.

“How long until he cums, Mama?” a now red-eyed Chicken, who looked like she had been crying, asked as she surfaced off the cock she still hadn’t managed to take all the way down her tiny throat.

“Don’t even focus on him cumming – you want to take all of him,” she slapped my cousin’s tight abdomen, “Don’t cum until I tell you to – can you shoot again when you are done?”

“As many times as you like, Ma’am,” Lloyd boasted.

“Don’t tempt me boy,” Joann smiled lustily at him and told him not to be afraid to take her by the ears and guide her down on it. “My god, I am trying to teach her how to be a first class cock sucker and she won’t learn if you just stand there like a lump.”

“Momma says the best technique is to treat it like an ice cream cone. You can pucker your lips around it and suck.” Lloyd explained as he began to work the younger girl down his shaft slowly further and further.

“You may not be able to talk for a few days after this –it may stretch out your vocal cords,” Joann watched carefully as Lloyd and her daughter engaged in oral sex with her.

“THANK FUCKING GOD!!!” Jake exploded into my ass – his warm, bubbling cum feeling like a small volcano as it emerged from my anus after he quickly pulled out.

I wasn’t sure if he was saying thank god he finally came, or in regards to his mother’s comment as he later said of his sister, “You mean I won’t have to hear her talk for a while?”

“Well now, Mind yer own business!” Joann instructed her son as she turned her back to him so that he couldn’t see her sizable breasts.

“Nice butt, mom!” Jake complimented as he hopped off me to watch what was going on. She shivered but refused to acknowledge his compliment – as it was intended to embarrass her.

“I thought you said you were going to take him in the bedroom?” he asked his mom.

“I thought you said you were going to shut the fuck up for a while, and get your pants on since your Step-Dad is here,” Joann quickly corrected before Mater could say anything snarky. “EX-step dad.” She clearly wanted him to go back to playing with me or get dressed.

“Should her asshole be that wide now?” Jake asked his mother about my asshole staying open after him fucking me there, while pointing at my bottom after he finished with me. I was mortified. I had no way of knowing how wide it was – but after days of wearing a butt plug and being fucked for what felt like thirty minutes I knew it wasn’t tight.

“It’s fine – you’ve had your dick in it. Stick your cock in her mouth and let her clean it like she said she would.” Joann told him.

“Oh yeah!” Jake remembered my promise and came around to the head of the couch where I lay on top of his brother and announced, “Teabag coming through,” as he laid his freshly drained balls on his brother’s forehead for me to clean off his cock.

“Gross! When I get up I am going to beat your ass, Jake!” Derek was deeply offended as he struggled under me to keep the balls that had just been thrust between us out of his face.

“That would be a first!” Jake laughed at the empty threat.

“I won’t let you play with the Xbox then!” Derek offered a second much less empty threat as he struggled underneath the hairy balls of his younger brother.

He stood in front of me and held his cock expectantly on his brother’s forehead for me to clean it. I hadn’t left much mess on it and dutifully sucked him clean as I said I would. It still had a bit of that musty shitty taste, even though it didn’t have any shit on it.

“Bro, we just double teamed this slut – my cock was less than an inch from yours inside her pussy. I could FEEL your cock through her intestines touching mine in her ass.”

I dutifully licked his cock clean while he described my inner workings to his brother and said, “I think you can handle my balls against your head – besides you can do it to me when it’s your turn.”

“Okay, that’s cool,” Derek finally agreed as Jake popped his cock out from between my lips.

“Psyche!” Jake pulled his cock out of my mouth and breathed, “You want to put your balls on your brother’s face! You want to put your balls on your brother’s face.”

“You actually did, jerkwad!” Derek yelled back at him defiantly.

“Yeah, but you WANT to,” Jake smiled trying to get the upper hand in their pointless little arguments.

It was at that moment – what felt like a massive warm eruption in my pussy began. I wasn’t sure if I was orgasming or not, but I could definitely tell that Derek had spurted and this was no ordinary blast of cum. This felt like a quart of cum seeping out of his throbbing member while he made faces of agony and writhed under me.

After he settled down, he sighed and rolled out from under me quickly, with a whispered, “Thank you,” and began to get dressed.

“Do you want me to clean your cock, Sir?” I asked sweetly.

“No thank you, I just want to go…to sleep,” he made a b-line for his bedroom without any further comment.

“I think you broke his dick!” Jake smiled at me while I climbed off the couch. Derek didn’t want anything to do with me now that he came.

“No, he had a full release. I’ll bet he has never cum before and that was quite a bit, wasn’t it?” Joann asked me. She and her daughter were taking turns sucking off Lloyd in the living room while she fingered herself.

“How did you know that?” Jake laughed.

“Simple,” Joann explained that mother’s always know. “I do the laundry. Your underwear and socks are stained with cum all the time. His are just stained with pee and skidmarks. That was one reason your Uncle Mark convinced me it was time for him to learn the birds and the bees. He had a major blockage – and now that he has got it out of him I bet he’ll have a lot less interest in vidya games and more interest in girls and cars.”

“Do you mind if I squat in the kitchen for a few moments, Ma’am? And I can be on my way.” I asked politely as I tried to contain the cum between my legs.

“Hey, I’ve got a major blockage – how about I use this little girly over here?” the gross older man asked Joann if he could fuck me without any question that I was a whore.

“Oh fuck no, you already done been here too long. You go on and git before Mark gets back. This girl was paid for two boys and that is it – ain't that right, honey?” she asked me.

I knew she wanted me to say yes – even though I had been told I was to do anything Mark wanted. I also knew that unlike these nice young boys – this creepy old man was going to be more disgusting.

“If you want to fuck me – you are welcome to ask my brother at the swimming pool, sir.” I said – only lying slightly by omission.

“Sheeet! How much it cost?” he asked me while I waddled to the kitchen, squatted down on bent knees and let the cum slowly drip out of my pussy and ass.

“More than you can afford, asshole!” Joann answered for me, before sliding her throat down on Lloyd’s cock as if she were shooting him a bird.

“I don’t know Sir – that’s not up to me. You have to ask one of the men down there,” I explained that my brother usually set the price while Joann gulped her dick.

“I wouldn’t mind fucking Savannah Danville – now that is one fine piece of aissss!!” I think Mater said that as a way of getting to Lloyd, but Lloyd was smiling and having a good time with the two women.

“My sister will suck your cock and let you play with her – but she won’t fuck ya, Sir,” Lloyd explained with a goofy expression while this man’s ex-wife washed and waxed his cock for him.

“Why the fuck not?” Mater seemed offended a whore would turn him down.

“Cuz you are nasty as fuck, that’s why Mater. Can’t you see we don’t want you here?” Joann interrupted Lloyd, gulping for air before Lloyd could explain my cousin was now the only girl in Ted’s stable down at the pool who didn’t have to fuck on command.

I found that ironic – I figured she would have been down to fuck a lot sooner than I was. I had strangely enjoyed this experience, even though I was now waiting for the strange cum of two boys to drip out of my orifices so I could lick it up and take it back to the pool.

I saw Chicken playing with Lloyd’s cock some as she sucked on it. She still hadn’t deep throated him completely but she was getting much better at it quickly.

“If you don’t mind me saying Ma’am – I’ve learned it’s best to use only your mouth for that and to keep your hands behind you. It’s tough at first – but it trains you to give pleasure with your mouth and nothing else.”

“Thank you, but I’ll teach MY daughter to suck cock,” Joann sounded offended; but then, after thinking about it, took Chicken’s hand off the base of Lloyd’s cock and said quietly, “She may be right – go ahead and just use your throat. It’s not a race.”

Chicken nodded and then her mother took a turn doing the same thing on Lloyd’s dick right after.

“Could I work down at the pool – you think?” Chicken asked while she was catching her breath.

“Mmm…mmm…” the mother initially ignored her question and then clenched Lloyd’s cock with her teeth. She shifted it to Chicken’s mouth and let him dump his cum in her mouth. I was squatting behind them and noticed how cute my cousin’s clenched ass looked while he dumped his load. His ass said WHORE just like mine – except his was tight and muscular.

“Grrrossss…,”Jake laughed as Chicken nearly spit out the cum that had just been pumped into her mouth as she sputtered to contain it.

“Shut up- you are making us nervous Jake,” Joann chided her son who was now enthralled with the three of us naked girls and was now himself fully dressed again.

“You can’t even handle a little bit of cum and you want to work the swimming pool?” Joann turned to Chicken as she struggled with the goo in her mouth to chide her that was not going to happen and laughing at her.

Chicken stood up and walked over to me. She silently pointed to my mouth. I opened wide and she spit the cum in while bending at the waist. She had a pale little butt and a very hairy pussy – you couldn’t even see her slit underneath it.

“That how you do it down there?” Chicken seemed proud she had done that as she asked me while looking me right in my eyes. She had pretty blue eyes just like Savannah.

I shook my head no as I held my mouth open. “No Ma’am, do you mind if I show you how we do it?”

Chicken nodded she didn’t mind and I stood up to embrace her and French kissed it back into her mouth while Jake shouted excitedly, “Ohhhhh FUCK!!!!!!” .

Chicken smiled as I pushed the goo back into her mouth and told her she was free to rub it into my skin, swallow it, or spit it into my pile and I’d suck it all up and take it back to the pool.

“Do YOU think I could work the pool?” Chicken asked my opinion as she spit the cum onto the small whiteish-yellow pile of goo I had already dripped on the kitchen floor.

“Tits are too small,” Jake insisted and she stuck her tongue at him and told him she was asking me.

“It’s not up to me, Ma’am – Ted is the big boss,” I was surprised she genuinely wanted to work there.

“Ted Gaylord is a lying sack of shit!” Joann sounded like she was going to spit.

“We saw you running naked up the street every morning pulling that golf cart!” Chicken seemed excited. She kind of gushed at the idea of how impossible and exciting that seemed.

“That’s y’all?” Mater seemed surprised that I had been one of those girls pulling Odd-Jobs golf cart.

“No dummy, it’s some other bitches running naked through the trailer park waking every one up at six in the god-damned morning with Quiet Riot blasting out the damned stereo!” Joann laughed and her kids did too. She was playing with Lloyd’s semi-hard cock while he recharged for a moment. Unlike Derek he didn’t retreat after he came and unlike Jake he didn’t want to get dressed and do something else – he was ready to fuck again in a few moments.

I was genuinely impressed. I had never seen any men capable of that before. I didn’t even have reason to think it was possible.

“I will be running with bells on tonight and tomorrow Ma’am,” I admitted as I wiggled my hips to get the last bit of jizz out over the spot I was squatting in the kitchen.

“Why do you streak naked through the Buckman?” Chicken scrunched her nose with confusion while seeming to be very excited to do it herself.

“I guess its discipline and to get people excited about the pool. We are supposed to run in tandem like a team and I think they want to humiliate us too, Ma’am,” I said about the practice.

“Humiliate?” Chicken shook her head in disagreement, “Everyone I know thinks you are a super star. All my friends want to run alongside you guys.”

“You ain't got no friends!” Jake laughed at his naked sister and smacked her on the bare butt.

She smacked him back hard in the arm for touching her.

“Hey! You want to work at the pool – you get spanked all the time down there,” Jake held his hands up in mock surrender as he explained himself and nodded at me to back him up. I nodded that it was true and smiled patiently.

“I ain't working down at the pool YET and that’s THEM that can spank me on the ass – not you.”

“She said her brother is the boss of her – he get to spank you?” Jake asked me directly.

It was such an embarrassing question when asked that way in front of everyone.

“Yes sir – he does get to discipline me – and my mom too!” I said looking at Joann with a slight twinkle in my eye, because I could tell that it made her uncomfortable to give up her authority, before I looked back at Jake.

He started to walk towards his mom and she spun her hips slightly causing her massive tits to bounce and bobble - intimidating her son. “We don’t do THAT here – I am still the boss!” she asked me why my mom would agree to that anyway.

“Money!” Mater interrupted before I could answer. “Gaylords and their boys been doing this years ago. They got so rich off it they built the entire trailer park. I saw Mama Gaylord naked in their yard tied up to the clothing line with clothes pins on her tits in broad daylight.”

“No way?” Joann brightened and looked at Lloyd and I for confirmation – we both nodded it was true. “That smart-assed bitch Maw-Maw is standing naked out in her yard for the world to see? Why?” Joann asked with a smile on her face – ironically sitting naked in her living room in front of her son, daughter, and ex-husband.

“I told ya – money. It’s big bishness!” Mater slurred his words, but he was right. It was a scam at the highest level. Joann did not want to hear that and she dismissed him waiting for us to explain.

Lloyd had a dopey look on his face while smiling as his cock became hard again.

“Maw-Maw Gaylord decided that she would submit to her son’s discipline and be put in her place – and unlearn all those bitchy behaviors she has adopted over time. She explained it to me that she felt more secure that decisions will be made for her. She said that the female condition that most women can get away with in general behavior, had made her catty, controlling, manipulative, lazy, and selfish. She said that she felt liberated to give up that control; and in exchange, as long as she knew it could be held by a strong hand, that she was willing to serve obediently,” I said.

“When you say it like that – it sounds good,” Joann rocked back on her heels as she sat on her thighs and played absent-mindedly with Lloyd’s penis.

“Hell, I’d give you a strong hand!” Mater promised, “To your backside.”

“The only reason you HAVE a strong hand is all that jerking off you do – don’t think I forgot you paid Chicken to leave the door open while she took a bath for all those years,” Joann brow-beat her ex-husband for a moment.

“Mom, I didn’t mind – hell I love to show off. I would have done it for free,” Chicken admitted enthusiastically with a big smile on her face. She was still naked and hadn’t tried to cover herself in any way. In fact, when she turned around, I could actually see her pussy lips and asshole between her cheeks when she was standing up straight because she was so thin.

“You mind when I peek on you in the shower!” Jake chided her by throwing a ball of yarn from some knitting at his sister.

“Yeah, that’s because you are a creeper!” Chicken called out her brother.

“So if I gave you two bucks though?” Jake smiled.

“Yeah, then you could - but you ain't got two bucks!” Chicken shook her head back and forth in a neener-neener kind of way.

“I’ll get two bucks!” Jake promised and went back and forth with Chicken in a “no you won’t/yes I will” argument that was common between the two of them.

“I would like to see this for myself,” Joann ignored her son and daughter.

“Turn on channel thirteen! Odd-Jobs set it up so the whole park can watch if you subscribe!” Mater said, as if she should already know that.

“Well, I doubt we subscribed,” she told her son to get the remote and turn on the TV; and just like that, there were several cameras crystal clear inside and external to my trailer. There was a split screen of several cameras and then the camera would zoom in on one room for two minutes before cutting to the next camera in the sequence.

“Well, holy shit! It’s like reality TV!” Joann waited for the cameras to pan around. The trailer was completely empty except for Meth-Head Bill, who was sleeping in my Aunt’s old room. Joann continued to stroke my cousin’s erection slowly as she watched, waiting for the camera to focus on the front lawn.

While they waited, she asked me to tell her what we had to do at home and how it was. I explained that we weren’t allowed on the furniture and were hand fed at the table while the men ate. This made Jake and Mater both exceedingly happy, while Joann found it hard to believe a “lazy ass” like Maw-Maw Gaylord and my Aunt Crystal had agreed to this and were living that way.

“What’s that written on her titties?” Maw-Maw had boulder sized breasts that rivaled and exceeded Joann’s and I wondered if part of Joann’s problem with Maw-Maw stemmed from a rivalry over the size of their jugs.

“I believe that says Edacious, Ma’am,” I grinned sheepishly at the thought of Odd-Jobs writing that on her.

They asked, “What the fuck does that even mean?” and I told them I thought it meant eating in excess, devouring one’s food – craving it in great quantities.

“She is a smart little slut, ain't she?” Mater observed but no one answered him.

I had a feeling that O.J. had written big words across Maw-Maw as a kind of karmic level joke for all her verbosity and circumlocution. I say that because I made out those words written on her thighs and the phrase, “I don’t use these words any longer”.

“Well, she did turn into a fat hawg,” Joann said that Maw-Maw used to be pretty hot shit back when she was a teenager. “She used to babysit me and Mark back in those days! I knew the Gaylord’s were strict back then.” They pressed me to continue explaining our new rules.

It felt surreal, and almost like I was bragging, to actually explain how strict and disciplined it was at the trailer. They giggled and didn’t believe me on some of them, but the fact that we got hosed down outside in the yard and shit on the lawn seemed to strike a cord with Mater who thought that was the best possible way to live. “I’d do it – you would too if you could get away with it!” he insisted while the others shook their heads in disagreement.

The camera finally automatically focused on the front yard. The angle was perfect to show Mr. Sanderson standing awkwardly in the corner with his dog. I almost laughed when I saw the old man standing there watching with his sunglasses on as if he were just passing time.

Maw-Maw was tied to the clothes line. Her giant tits were bound with cord so they stood out straight and several clips were attached to the nipples. Her hands were stretched out to her side and her legs were pulled apart so that she was standing naked in the middle of the yard. She had been positioned so that she was in the center of the yard and perfectly captured by the camera. The clothes line had been strung to the trailer next door and, while she wasn’t right by the side of the road, there would be no mistaking her if you drove by and looked in our yard.

She seemed resigned and stoically willing to stand as she had been told. Her body had writing all over it – mostly “Fat” and “Whale” and “I am a cum dump”, but also promises she could be freely kicked or pinched.

She stood almost motionless, as she had clearly been instructed, while Daisy’s kids and Nelly Jr. ran around her in circles, climbed on her, pulled on her tits, and pussy lips, stuck her with sticks and tickling her mercilessly.

They had obviously stolen her false teeth and it looked like Damian had them in his mouth; but then Gene or Sarah would steal them out and toss them across the yard or stick them some place naughty on her body and in her mouth, before yanking them back out again.

They were clearly trying their hardest to get Maw-Maw angry, or even react to them, but try as they may she would just smile and wink at them. She had a broom handle shoved up her ass and there looked like there was another one in her pussy that was dug into the ground holding her in place. She was also chained in place by the big thick collar around her neck hooked to the trailer, so she could not leave if she wanted to.

It was fairly obvious though she wasn’t going to try to leave. She had a stubbornly content look on her face as she submitted to the mischievous abuse at the hands of Daisy’s brood of brats; that she would endure it because she had been ordered to do so.

I envied her courage. It wasn’t fake like mine and it wasn’t like Lloyd’s, who was kind of oblivious to humiliations. It was a deliberate kind of submission – one where she knew she was sacrificing her freedom and her vanity, and accepted her fate to serve as a nude lawn ornament.

I may have been reading too much into that visual on the television but Joann seemed to be in awe as well. “I would never have believed that wordy bitch would stand out on her lawn completely naked for everyone to see!”

“I’d do it!!” Chicken declared loudly, but her mother ignored her and continued watching the television screen in dismay.

There was a small bowl at Maw-Maw’s feet that looked like it may have been a food dish or a place for her to pee – or both. Gene picked it up and grinned wickedly at his grandmother before upturning it over her head and coating her head in liquid.

Maw-Maw let out the tiniest of exasperated gasps to illustrate her discomfort but smiled a toothless smile at the wicked boy without a trace of anger or regret. She had every reason to at least shoo them away – they weren’t technically in charge of anybody, but she also seemed to be resigned to accepting their teasing and prodding.

Kung-Fu Dave emerged on camera and played with Maw-Maw’s tits while she stood stoically, allowing him to touch her while her grandkids ran circles around them. The family clearly knew who he was and called him “mush-mouth”. He was wearing a Karate Gi with a Green Belt and ran the edge of a throwing star down Maw-Maw’s belly.

“Oh my god, where is his sister?” they talked about Cricket as if she were horrid.

Mater even observed that she had a, “Body like a million dollars but a face for food stamps.”

Jake corrected him and asked if he had seen her long titties and Chicken pointed her fingers upwards in two different directions to illustrate Cricket’s nipples pointed in those directions.

“Yeah, I suppose she has tits longer than any Sunday night – but I like ‘em scrawny, and bony and sort of pale and ugly – well, hell I guess I got pretty low standards,” Mater observed quietly.

I explained that Cricket had come over to serve Ted and looked much better with a shower and make up. They seemed doubtful, but it only seemed to add to Ted’s credibility with them.

Joann ignored him and asked me to explain what sort of things they made us do at the trailer. “I can see it’s all jacked up and they done took down the curtains. I guess they want an audience!”

“Heck yeah!” Chicken went to open their own dirty drapes in the living room and her mother told her to “slow your roll!” and insisted she step away from them. “Don’t go showing our business to everybody! Now you go on and tell me what goes on there, sugar,” she again asked me to explain, while Chicken sighed dejectedly again.

I explained that Maw-Maw had been left behind to watch Daisy’s kids but it seemed that they were watching HER now. I gave them some background on how the night before Daisy and Ted had been in competition for control and ultimately Maw-Maw decided that Ted would run things and Daisy was expected to submit.

“Sucks to be her!” Joann was clearly happy about that, considering Daisy to be a fat pig who thought her shit didn’t stink.

“Why you keep saying that, Mom?” Chicken pouted.

“You don’t know what all they make these bitches do – go on and tell her!”

I started with how at night I was tied up with the others. Chicken said that wasn’t so bad and then I told her the night before I had been tied outside in the lawn in the rain with Savannah.

“Did anyone see you?” she smirked at me excitedly.

I told her that Mr. Sanderson had walked his dog past us all morning and how Donger had come behind us and stared at us all night while masturbating.

“Oh, that Australian guy with the blonde hair? He’s been in my window a bunch of times too! I thought it was just me!” Chicken smiled that she knew who I was talking about and had a shared experience with me.

“Don’t feel special,” Joann had gone back to playing with Lloyd’s cock, “He jerks off in everyone’s windows.”

“Yeah, he even did mine,” Jake laughed “He told me it was alright –that he owned the trailer park.”

“That English mother fucker? Oh yeah, he’s jerked off in my window too,” Mater admitted sheepishly after the others had. “Left a turd behind after he finished jerking off.”

“He is Australian and no he did not,” Joann corrected.

“No,” Mater sighed with a look of disappointment that bordered on the comical for not being worthy of the attentions of the park flasher, “No, he didn’t – but I sleep pretty hard so I don’t god damned well know if he did or not!”

Joann made me continue, and when I said that I had spent the night with a baseball bat up my ass, Chicken shrieked in disbelief. “How did it even fit?” she begged for details.

“Just like my dick fit up her ass!” Jake laughed, but his mother shhhsss’d him.

“Well, it didn’t fit right away – my brother greased it up some and worked it in, Ma’am.” I admitted.

“You don’t have to call ME Ma’am!” Chicken placed both of her thumbs on her chest and boldly declared herself to be one of us.

“Good, then bend over and let me shove a baseball bat up your ass!” Jake chuckled in agreement.

She looked over her shoulder with a daring look and said “Sure!” while bending over and pulling her ass cheeks wide apart for him with her legs spread apart.

Before her mom could stop her from volunteering Jake asked excitedly, “REALLY?!” ready to retrieve a baseball bat from his room.

“No, not really!” she stood back up and giggled –bidding me to continue the story while shutting down her brother with a bemused ‘cat that swallowed the canary’ expression.

I explained how in the morning we crawl around the house and eat off the floor.

“Gross, our floor is nasty!” Chicken balked at that idea and scrunched her nose in disgust.

“You’d be cleaning it, Cinderella!” Jake promised she’d make it shine like a bald-man’s head.

Chicken looked at her mom for confirmation and Joann shrugged that it was true. I said that, other than Lloyd, the men don’t have to lift a finger around the trailer. I admitted that one of the side effects of this discipline had been that the once cluttered and disgusting trailer was now not only clean but it was organized. “We’ve sold off most of the crap and clutter and found things they didn’t know they had!”

“You need to sell off some of the bullshit in here – I bought most of this crap!” Mater demanded shaking a finger at Joann.

“No you didn’t!” she corrected him, but admitted the house was kind of a dump.

I continued to explain that while the food was mostly scraps, that they made sure we got enough to eat. I was kind of lying because I was starving as I was missing lunch back at the swimming pool. I was hoping Mark would come back and dismiss me from service – but at the same time I was kind of enjoying the break.

It was humiliating to admit I was hand fed by my brother at the breakfast table while Ted threw little scraps of food – but at the same time it wasn’t as bad as ACTUALLY doing it back at the pool.

They asked me what happened WHEN I back-talked. Chicken and Joann were so sassy they assumed we would misbehave and I told them how we were corrected – most of the time with a spanking or physical punishment. Their reaction was an understanding nodding of the head, as they listened to me tell them about being pulled around by my clit or nipples and that was just for starters.

I got to the part that Mater enjoyed the most. Describing how we got hosed down in the yard with cold water, and pissed and shit under supervision.

“You really were timed? How can you finish on cue?” Chicken giggled at the impossibility of that idea and how naughty it was to be watched while you pee.

“My brother kept a close eye on us and you have to sort of snip it off and wiggle – shake it off,” I shook my hips slightly with a grin.

“Gross!” Chicken said excitedly, while asking me to continue.

I went over how they inspected us and included the part about licking their fingers clean afterwards and what they did to line us up for the morning pull. They knew exactly who “Boogie” was that usually followed behind the Golf cart.

I told them how we came by to pick up Angel today and how she had been left out by the trash, tied up and naked for us.

“Oh yeah, I saw two women out there today,” Mater acted as if it were completely normal to see naked women tied up by the garbage.

“That would be Candy and Angel’s mom I am guessing, Sir?” I asked.

“Don’t give a damn who they were – had nice tits though,” Mater shrugged off-handedly.

“Wow, I would stand outside naked like that on the lawn!” Chicken volunteered enthusiastically without a second thought.

“You would let someone tie you up and stand out on the lawn with your naughty bits hanging out where everyone could see?” Joann shook her head in disbelief and concern for her daughter’s good sense.

“Sure! Why not?” Chicken didn’t seem worried in the least, pointing out that not only had Savannah and I done it, but that Maw-Maw did it; and so did Angel, Candy and their mom. Chicken reminded me of a spoiled princess when she first walked out of the bedroom because she had a tiny, perfectly angled nose and her disposition was that she was so much better than me.

“Ain’t no one going to call the police around here,” Mater reminded Joann as if trying to play devil’s advocate in favor of her daughter being permitted to go outside completely naked.

“Hell, if the cops did come – I’d say it’s a free country and we are on our own land,” Chicken giggled at the thought of some good-old boy rednecks having nothing to say about her interpretation of the law.

“If the cops did come, they’d want to feel up your ass just like everybody else,” Mater warned.

“Then let ‘em – cops need a smile too – won’t kill me to have my butt grabbed – gets done for free every time I get on the school bus or walk through the high school halls.”

It was odd seeing Chicken so enthusiastic about submission. I wondered if she even saw being tied up naked as submission to someone else (which it was) or if she looked at it more like a goof or a lark. It seemed like she liked the IDEA of the attention, but would she really like being tied up for hours on display to all her neighbors?

I wondered if perhaps her smallish breasts and competitive nature made her crave attention – even validation; or if she was just greedy and truly loved the idea of making money off her body?

I would have wondered how much of that could apply to me if I had time to sit and think instead of being plowed by two increasingly aggressive boys trying to get a piece of me and explaining our situation.

I tried to figure out her motivation for what Maw-Maw would have called ebullient obsequiousness. Even when Maw-Maw made the decision that she was going to submit to Ted it was an informed decision.

“Because, I’d come along and honk your tits!” Mater made honking motions with both his claw like hands in Chicken’s direction.

Chicken darted like a squirrel avoiding a cat to deftly get away from the old man with a mischievous smirk on her face. “Then I’d kick you in the balls when I got freed.” her threat sounded more like a cute dare. She wasn’t frightened of his threat, but she wasn’t welcoming it either.

“You REALLY want to do this?” Joann asked her, while rubbing her thumb and finger under Lloyd’s cock.

“Yeah, don’t you?” Chicken cocked her head with a lack of understanding why anyone wouldn’t want to surrender their clothes and dignity and submit.

“No, I don’t even like sitting here naked in front of these two titty watchers,” she indicated her son and Mater, but asked her daughter to explain why she was so eager.

“Think about it!” Chicken’s eyes widened, “I love to show off and the power it gives me. I’ve stopped wearing panties to school and it’s fun to watch boys do double-takes when I bend over.”

“Yeah, I noticed you stopped wearing panties, little miss – I do all the laundry – remember?” Joann smirked disapprovingly. She was very skeptical her daughter understood what she was asking for and wanted to remind her of all the challenges, “You’d do all the chores, and bow and scrape – you wouldn’t be allowed on furniture and you are fine with that?”

“It actually sounds like fun! I mean no offense,” she looked down at me squatting, “If a rich bitch from Cherry Lawn Country Club can do it – so can I!”

“None taken,” I grinned at the thought everyone here considered me some kind of rich elite and as such – that I probably was very weak and ill-suited for any sort of hardship.

“Plus if she got accepted by Ted down at the pool,” Jake added what he thought the REAL reason she was into it, “she’d make a fuck-ton of money!”

“Well there is that!” Chicken laughed while admitting the truth of her brother’s statement. “You are too big of a whoosy to do it with me – aren’t ‘cha Jakey-Wakey?”

“I ain't no whoosy!” Jake insisted.

“Your brother ain't doing it – though if he had biceps like Lloyd I would consider letting him,” Joann ran her fingers down my cousin’s taut muscles.

“Hell, I could get a bunch of women to treat me like Lloyd!” Jake said.

“Hon, I love you,” Joann turned, still topless, to her son and told him that he had a nice cock and he was going to make some girl happy one day, “but you have some work to do to be a stud like Lloyd here,” while rubbing Lloyd’s pert, tanned ass.

“Then how come Chicken can!” Jake seemed almost intent on volunteering himself.

“Your sister was born with a pussy and the rules are completely different - she would just do this anyway with Ted or some gross fucker like Mater,” Joann weighed out loud the different possibilities that her daughter could make where she would just as easily find a willing partner without coming to her.

“Kung-Fu Dave is probably trying to recruit Maw-Maw right now, Ma’am,” I admitted that the strange little man had been trying to involve himself since day one.

“That little piece of mumbling cat shit?” Joann snorted with derision.

Her daughter asked innocently, “Why not?”

That was right when I could tell Joann had decided this was happening.

It was probably just happy coincidence it was right after the money had been brought up but Joann said nothing about the potential profits. ”You want to do this, then you need to show me you can handle it,” Joann narrowed her eyes at her daughter.

“That’s fine,” she beamed with pleasure and stuck her chest out with an assuming and ever growing swagger.

“No, that’s NOT fine!” Joann sounded slightly bitchier than she had been a moment before as she explained that Chicken would call her Ma’am from this point forward.

“Yes Ma’am,” Chicken repeated quickly with a military crispness that reminded me of the other girls at the pool.

“You aren’t allowed clothes,” Joann quickly went over her daughter’s rules –eyeing her reaction to see if she was going to back down. It was evident to me that Joann was convinced she couldn’t talk her out of it with reason and was trying scare tactics.

“Thank God!” Chicken rejoiced and added a reluctant Ma’am as she got used to the idea of using that title.

Joann told her to shut up until she finished so that she could understand what she was agreeing to do. “I ain't going to try and talk you out of it – hell, I think it’s kind of cool muh-self to have a little doo-bitch around here.”

Joann informed her daughter that she would now do ALL the chores around the house, and that included the laundry, and her daughter was fine with it. Jake was ecstatic, but he was told to butt out until they finished talking.

The two agreed that this would continue until tomorrow at the same time and Chicken wasn’t to ask or beg to stop, or there would never be an opportunity to do it again. “You start your whining the moment this gets too tough or you don’t feel like it – then it’s done and we’ll never hear another word about it?” She told her daughter that then, and only then, would she consider asking Ted to let her work at the pool – Chicken agreed whole heartedly.

Chicken seemed to believe – and rightfully so, that she probably didn’t need her mother’s approval. She could find any number of trailer park pimps and would-be Masters to put her through those paces and I think Joann knew that as well, which is why she was all the more willing to see it through now.

“Alright, little bitch – that’s right, I am going to call you names and you are going to accept every single one of them,” Joann nodded at their agreement.

“I’ve been calling you one for as long as I can remember, Ma’am,” Chicken admitted with an honest grin that said she was going to play along with anything her mom could throw at her.

“She can’t sit on furniture!” Jake interrupted with a rule of his own – one I had made clear was one of ours.

Joann rolled her eyes at her son. This was her show and she didn’t want him interrupting, but he had made a good point. “You’ll crawl on all fours and only walk on two legs in the trailer if someone gives you the order.”

She looked at her daughter for confirmation and Chicken removed their dog’s flea-bitten, shiny red collar and attached it to her own neck. Then the young girl conscientiously dropped down to the carpet holding herself up with the palms of her hands and resting on her knees, looking straight ahead with a big smile on her face.

“Oh all-fucking riiight!” Jake crowed with victory as he watched his sister take a submissive position like the family pet and adjusted his own cock. It was rising again – as he became excited.

Joann asked me if that was how we crawled at home – looking me directly in the eye.

“Well, actually they make us keep our stance wider,” I explained and felt a wave of mild embarrassment wash over me. It was strange considering I had just fucked this lady’s two sons in front of her, but telling her that I had to keep my clit hood and asshole visible when crawling or they would crop me with a rod on the asshole made me shudder slightly at how vulgar it sounded. I showed them how we crawled and Chicken didn’t hesitate to adopt a stance that showed off her cute pink little asshole.

“This is sweet! Oh my god this is so fucking sweet – it looks like pink chewing gum between your legs! Oh I am going to have so much fun with my own personal slave!”

“Maw-ah-ahm!” Chicken quickly corrected herself and asked her mother “Ma’am – I don’t have to listen to Jake do I? He is not the boss of me, right?”

“Oh no,” Joann laughed at the idea, “I am the boss of you – and you answer to me!”

Jake became dejected immediately but he still remained slightly hard and smiling.

“Yes Ma’am!” Chicken agreed while wiggling her ass in triumph at her brother and telling him he could look at her bubble gum all he wanted but he couldn’t blow any bubbles.

“And as boss of you – I am saying that both of your brothers are also in charge of you. You will respect them and call them Sir or Master – just like they do over at the Gaylord house. Is that understood?” this was a lingering hint that Joann was trying to scare Chicken out of submitting this way with that last stipulation.

“Yes, Ma’am,” Chicken didn’t sound happy about it and stopped wiggling her ass triumphantly – shifting to a more subdued puppy wiggle.

“Oh no, keep wiggling that sweet, sweet ass! Butswanna,” Jake kicked his sister’s ass cheeks playfully and she smiled broadly and began swaying in an even more animated way than she had previously.

“Yes sir,” and then she asked, “Why you gotta call me Buttswanna though!?”

“Because you got a cute fart-maker and a big fat pussy!” Jake laughed and put his toe on his sister’s budding pussy lips. He asked why she was so dark around her asshole and clit, “It looks like where your turds shoot out – the skin is darker. You clean your ass, Butswanna?”

“She cleans it – the skin is just darker around there,” his mom explained to him as if explaining the birds and bees to her boy.

“The rich bitch from Cherry Lawn doesn’t have it – show us!” Jake insisted with glee.

I was about to do as I was told instinctively when his mother told him that they were done with me. “You can pull on your sister’s pussy lips and sniff on her fart butter all night long – but this other gal needs to get back to where she came from,” Joann instructed.

“Oh, but Ma’’am,” Chicken said she was hoping she was going to get tied up outside “Like you said.”

“That happens after it gets dark! It’s broad day light outside!” Joann said incredulously as I licked up the last bit of cum on the floor to prepare to leave.

“That’s the idea – Maw-Maw is out there right now,” Chicken seemed over-eager to join her.

“So is Brandy and Candy Devine,” Mater reminded them that Angel’s mother and older sister were on curb duty right now as far as he knew.

“Excuse me, Ma’am,” I interrupted and asked if I could reinsert my butt plug and get dressed while I had the gob of cum in my mouth from earlier.

“See!” Joann nervously used me as an example of someone who had enough sense to at least go outside wearing something.

“You can see almost everything she has through it, Ma’am,” Chicken pointed out my camel toe, hard nipples, and the fact the edges of the butt plug could be seen between my ass crack while I wore the thong.

I sucked off my plug to get it wet and with a single simple motion drove the plug up my asshole until it was snug. I found it was much easier after having been fucked so well by Jake. I didn’t know what to say – as they watched me get dressed. I could tell Chicken wanted me to say something in her defense but I wasn’t sure what to say.

“If she goes outside naked – can I Ma’am?” Chicken pleaded.

“You are just trying to get out of doing chores around here so you can show your ass,” Joann dismissed her daughter’s pleas and told her that I didn’t have to do what she said – but Chicken did! “You are being outrageous!”

“No, Ma’am!” Chicken promised she would work extra hard around the house. “It’s just if I don’t get seen by Ted and Odd-Jobs when they come around today – they may not let me do this at the pool after I prove to you I can handle it!”

“Let the girl have her fun!” Mater sided with Chicken – for probably less than honorable reasons of his own.

“I’ll walk the two of them on hands and knees to the pool and then tie Chicken up to the light pole right outside the house?” Jake promised and looked at me expecting some support.

Joann and Chicken both looked at me - as if the decision were completely mine to make. It felt odd – getting to make decisions. I hadn’t done it very often the last few days. The last choice I made was to have whore written on my ass and this was the end result.

“Sure, let me just slip my bathing suit inside me,” I got on the floor next to Chicken in the same position after shoving my tiny bikini into my pussy with two of my fingers – wishing I hadn’t made the shameful act seem so trivial in how easily I had just agreed to be walked like a dog to the pool.

“It’s like a purse!” Joann laughed, “Good thinking.” as Jake attached one of their old dog’s leashes to his sister’s collar and then used one of his sister’s jump rope cords for a makeshift leash for me.

“If y’all are going to go through with it – then there is the door,” Joann pointed to the door as a last resort to talking sense into her daughter. Once Chicken had made up her mind – there was clearly no stopping her and it didn’t take much prompting from her brother to walk us on the leashes out of the trailer.