Chapter One Hundred Nineteen

Sorry For The Mean But Accurate Things I Said To You

It may seem impossible to believe, but there were six naked women all on lounge chairs paired up together – getting down in front of a small crowd of onlookers. You sometimes hear stories about things like this happening on college campuses; but until you are actually in one it’s hard to believe it really can happen, and especially that no one put a stop to it.

The people who were disgusted by our filthy act had long since left – and all that were left were mostly drunk rednecks and a couple black girls that were snickering and pointing at us.

I didn’t really care – nor did I really notice who was in the audience. My father, President Obama, and Darth Vader could have been standing there and I may not have noticed. The only reason I saw the two black girls was because Laqwanda and Clymidia

stood out amongst so many white people in their leopard print thongs and their big booties. Clymidia pointed right at me and said, “White girls be trippin – letting they momma lick they asses! They be all up in DAT pussy!”

I had lost count of the number of times I came – Ted told me to ride my mother’s face like a bull named Fu Manchu. I wiggled and gyrated – but mom did most of the work, and while she did people laid money down at our feet!

My mother playfully worked her way up from my asshole to the little spot of skin between my pussy and ass. Then she worked her tongue like a saw in tiny little circles spreading my pussy lips and exploring me, until she found her way to my clit. She applied pressure to it –pulling it back with her lips and a gentle press of her teeth against my Sex. She thought nothing of the wet taste of me as she moved up from my pussy to my belly to begin licking the sticky, dried cum from my tummy like a mother cat caring for a precious kitten. It was obvious that she wasn’t new to any of this.

“She is definitely not a do nothing bitch,” the Wrestler seemed calm – in awe by my mother’s technique - as if the show soothed his normal rowdy energy.

“Let me do you now, please,” I whispered –exhausted from waves of countless intense climaxes – wave after wave like a rolling storm in my vagina.

My mother reached up and twisted my left nipple to let me know she wasn’t finished yet, without saying a word.

“Please Ma’am?” I wanted so badly to return the favor. I don’t know why – I could only say my instinct was to not soak up all this pleasure without trying at the very least to reciprocate to the person who gave it to me.

She shook her head ‘no’ while continuing to explore the folds of my body. I could see one hand behind her, steadily masturbating herself – with the other was touching one of my sensitive nipples.

Ted said something about keeping score and wrapping up the contest – but I really didn’t care. If we were last place and dogs for the night – it would be worth it to have experienced this sexual explosion between my legs.

I had experienced sexual pleasure many times in the last few days – sometimes I confused pain with pleasure and pleasure with pain. I’d found satisfaction even in deeply humiliating experiences in certain circumstances that still confused me, but there was no confusion here.

I liked this.

No, I didn’t.

I LOVED THIS.

And I hated myself for loving it – and I told myself this was all a show for wads of money, but mixed feelings of guilt and naughtiness washed over me. I had a smile that couldn’t be wiped off as a final convulsion washed over me and woke me from a dream of ecstasy that I can readily say I had never come close to experiencing.

My body was equally numb and exploding at the same time.

I got the feeling that this must be what guys feel when they have an explosive orgasm and then suddenly they quiet down and become introspective.

I was awakened by Ted standing over me and slapping my tits. “Get up, you lazy little slut!” he scolded me with a grin, as if I were a lazy child.

Ted made us line up again in order to drag out the contest. I saw the little boy who asked what a blow job was. He was grinning sheepishly at me and waving. “He has a crush on you,” his mother said.

I wondered what kind of mother would let her kid watch something like what we just did.

Then I realized MY mother had just eaten out my pussy to win a contest - to get tipped cash from strangers she let watch.

I wasn’t sure how to even respond to that – what could I say? I smiled back politely and nodded and that seemed to be more than enough of a response to the biker’s woman.

We had no guns pointed to our heads. That would have made it much easier – if we had some dark secret that we had been blackmailed over and no choice but to comply with our deviant captors. Then I could silence the little part of me that was shaming me for choosing to participate without a worthy justification.

I almost wished that we were in such a predicament because it would have been better than realizing we did it for the cash – plain and simple. There was little difference between me and a real whore now – other than a baby face dotted with freckles and the time I had spent doing it.

The biggest problem I had with all of these thoughts – was that I still found my pussy soaked and that I had a smile on my face and I couldn’t resolve any of these dirty thoughts in my mind. Things were just escalating so fast that I couldn’t over-analyze it all like I normally would.

I knew my mom could be competitive – but over things like Christmas decorations and

who has the better centerpiece at a Dinner with the neighbors.

I wondered if this had all been a show to her and meant nothing.

I mean – what was I thinking? Of course it meant nothing. I mean – we just did this because we had to, right?

Right?

I needed to stop thinking so much – so I grinned at the young boy who was staring right at my tits and my dripping wet, bald pussy and smiled back at him.

“That was worth staying to the closing of the pool – wasn’t it? Sunday is going to be even nastier, y’all!” Ted promised the crowd as he consulted with Catfish on the count.

“So, when I call your name – I want you to come forward,” Ted wanted to make this dramatic and I have to admit – now I was nervous to find out if we won. I thought to myself, if we didn’t win after that kind of heart-pounding, earth-moving sex then how could we win?

It was all about who put on the best show though – who pleased the audience more than pleased themselves. I told myself not to get my hopes up too much.

Then he called my name!

“Ellen and Patricia Tinkle!” I thought I had won American Idol for a moment as I leapt and skipped forward holding my mother’s hand when Ted called our names. “I call this one Juicy Lucy,” Ted introduced me by pointing to my pussy, “And her mother is better known as Baby Doll down at the Landing Strip!”

There were some guys in the crowd who called out my mom’s stripper name with reverence and she rolled her eyes and looked at the ground with embarrassment.

It was kind of ironic I thought – she didn’t seem to have a problem with people seeing her playing with herself but she became shy when people called her stripper name.

“She is my wife’s sister,” Ted explained of my mother and that I was his niece. That wasn’t technically true, since Crystal and Ted weren’t legally married, but by Buckman standards it was probably close enough. “These rich bitches come from Cherry Lawn Estates – and they thought they run shit there – well, they don’t run shit anymore do they?” Ted laughed and the audience cheered.

I started to realize that maybe we hadn’t won after all.

My heart plummeted – we were going to be on “Dog duty” with Daisy tonight. I just knew it and I started to pout. Mom would probably be forbidden to work at the club tonight if so and we’d end up spending the night outside!

“You two sluts put on a nice show – but you need to change things up a bit,” Ted tweaked my nipples with his fingers and told me that I just laid there. “You are second place!!”

I breathed out a sigh of relief and held my mother’s hand tighter while Ted explained what that meant. I hadn’t really listened to his rules at the start of the contest the way I should have because my mind was on everything that I had done today.

“Kneel down and interlace your hands behind your heads,” Ted informed us that we’d be treated the way “all bitches are treated,” in the Gaylord house. “You didn’t do the best and you didn’t do the worst – which is what I expect of most women.”

Ted told us to hold our mouths open. “Hold them wider – wider…that’s it,” Ted told us to stay just like that and in a few minutes anyone who wanted to use them would be free to walk up and do so until the pool closed at 5pm “Totally Free!”

Then Ted told the Haislips to come forward like a game-show host during the final elimination round.

April and Tawny looked surly and apprehensive. They knew that Ted had always disliked them and they were really here against their will. They also had come to the conclusion that if Ted wanted to say they lost – then they lost the contest.

“Don’t look so glum,” Ted lifted Tawny’s chin. The cute, slightly brawny teenager seemed defiant, but allowed him to touch her. He gave them a similar introduction, pointing out that April Haislip was the local cougar/manhunter and she cherry-picked the very best looking guys from the Buckman and used them until she grew bored of them.

Whether that was true or not – it seemed to impress some of the people it was intended to infuriate.

“Her little twat of a daughter is a quick study – and the two are here because they stole from Odd-Jobs and need to pay off a debt – until then – their ass is mine!” Ted had a look of maniacal glee in his eyes as he toyed with the two girls.

Then he said, “But they WON the contest!” and the two women jumped for joy – perfect tits bouncing in the air as they did.

“Fucking God Damnit all to fucking shit,” Savannah cussed out loud, instantly realizing she had just lost.

“I’ll get to you in a minute, sweet cheeks,” Ted told Savannah to hush while he explained that Tawny and April had won a reprieve this evening. “They can wear clothes, talk freely, eat at the table with everyone else, and have a night not too far removed from any night they had in the past.”

“Cool, we get to go to our trailer?” Tawny asked prematurely.

“No,” Ted said in no uncertain terms; that caused a little laughter from the crowd.

“You still have to be respectful and until you get home – you are going to stay just like this,” Ted told them, then continued that in order to enjoy a night off they had one last task to perform. “You will get on my party bus and fuck everybody who wants a piece – anyone – they get 5 minutes with you or until they cum and move on. I don’t want to be here all night,” Ted made it sound like they may be disappointed they couldn’t have more time on their backs with strangers.

“You have a problem with that Tawny?” Ted asked in a sarcastic tone that implied she had better not have a problem with it.

“No sir,” Tawny pouted sweetly as she pulled her shoulders back and stuck out her tits as she brushed her blonde hair off her shoulders.

“Then don’t give me that face. You and your mom are going to Applebee’s as my guests tonight – you get to sleep in a bed and then in the morning your cute little tits go right back to work. If that’s a problem, then I can swap your places with Crystal and Savannah?”

“No sir!” Tawny stated emphatically and in full agreement with the deal Ted was offering.

“So that leaves my sweet wife Crystal – come here, girl,” he called to my Aunt. She stood tall and proud with a deep all over tan and big fake tits – wearing only a collar and a face full of pussy juice.

“No, not like that,” Ted stopped her and made her get on all fours, explaining she was now his Dog. “You and your daughter are normally bitches – now you can be actual bitches,” he said as Crystal dutifully and without complaint got down on the ground with her nipples touching the cement of the pool area and her ass sticking up. Savannah followed suit, albeit slightly more reluctantly, while Ted thanked her for getting the idea.

“You two will be pulling the golf cart home with the others; but, unless told otherwise, I want you like you are. Is that understood my Dogs?” Ted asked.

“Yes sir!!” Crystal and Savannah said loudly enough that he was satisfied he had made it abundantly clear they were going to be bottom bitches all night long.

“No, I want to hear you bark,” Ted made them bark to the delight of the audience – especially the little boy who liked me. He reminded them they had that Snoopy mask from Halloween at home and he may just make them wear it – along with tails.

“You girls will do whatever my delightful, well-behaved sister Daisy has to do and in the morning – if you are good,” Ted said that he’d let them spend the day at the pool fucking and sucking like today. “If you give me lip or attitude – then that means you aren’t learning anything in your present role and I’ll have you spend the entire day this way,” Ted promised. “You will ride to Applebees in the back of the truck naked and be permitted to dress in the parking lot – and surrender the clothes as soon as you get back on the truck. Once you are home you will be staked outside until morning – but at least there ain’t hardly no mosquitos! Is that understood?”

“Mr. Sanderson is probably going to lose his mind if we are out there all night,” Savannah laughed. She had a habit of using gallows humor to help her cope with things like this and I recognized her goofy joke right away.

Ted on the other hand thought she was serious and said, “I may just let old Sanderson take the two of you for a walk down the fucking road!”

“Sucks to be you,” I heard Tawny offer her mock condolences to Savannah, “I am so sorry for the mean but accurate things I said to you in the past,” she chuckled at Savannah’s misfortune.

Savannah for her part seethed, but was in little position to offer a zinger back of her own.

“You got your mouths wide?” Ted turned his attention back to us – ignoring any potential questions from Savannah or Crystal.

“Here, lift your fingers in the air like this,” Ted made us take our hands from behind our heads and raise them up and lift our knees slightly. “Point them straight up to heaven – that’s it,” he said as he came behind us and pulled the plugs from our butts.

“They walk around with these pains in their asses all day – to remind them what pains in the asses they are,” Ted held them up for the audience to see before sticking them in our mouths

“Now sit right on those fingers,” Ted chuckled as he seriously made us sit on our own fingers while telling us that the good news was we got to ride IN the cab tonight to Applebees. One hand was to hold open our cheeks and the other was to have a finger go straight up our butt while we lifted our thighs off the backs of our calves.

“Can I go to work tonight, Sir?” my mom asked plainly, while sitting on her own finger and mumbling around the butt plug.

“Work? You don’t want Applebees?” Ted seemed confused and concerned – to him there was no one on earth who would turn down a scrumptious dinner like that under any circumstances. He took the plugs out of our mouths and set them down. “You don’t need anything in your holes and you’d just enjoy it in your fat, hungry pussy,” he mused.

“Yes sir, we owe a lot of money and I’d really like to just be dropped off at the Landing Strip on the way. I’ll work tomorrow – it’s just Saturday night and I’d rather be earning than eating,” she stated her request plainly, ignoring his taunting.

Ted didn’t like this – not one bit. He wasn’t sure what to say to her as a response. He was used to whining, weaseling, manipulation, slacking, and excuses. That was the persona we had created and now my mom wanted to dutifully work for her money.

“Well, I guess you are learning a thing or two,” Ted looked over his shoulder at a somewhat confused crowd who thought of us as two posh, Hollywood, big-city types that cry over broken fingernails and eat Grey Poupon mustard in the back of Bentleys driven by chauffer’s named Bosley.

Ted told her she could do that, but that the money would still be split up amongst everyone. I think he thought that would make her immediately backslide and ask for the Applebee’s dinners, but she nodded and told him that was fair.

He rubbed his chin as if considering a jigsaw puzzle that seems to be missing a few of the pieces.

“I’d like to work with her too, Sir?” I asked politely and demurely.

“What’s that?” Ted asked me to speak up. I think he heard me, but we were going off the script he was used to and he needed a moment to think – before just saying that when we suck all the dicks that want to be sucked – he’d let us.

Mom glanced over at me with an angry look and then a sigh, and then nodded as if she acquiesced. I wanted to ask her what was so bad about the Landing Strip. We had endured so much here - my mind was racing with what she could want to keep from me there.

I started to wonder if maybe she didn’t want me to come because it was BETTER there somehow, or there was something there she enjoyed and didn’t want me to know about.

That seemed crazy, but I couldn’t imagine how it could be worse than this –I wasn’t sure how much I understood my mom anymore.

Ted insisted we keep our mouths wide open while he called for his “manlet” Ryan. Ryan was dealing with Cricket over on the other side of the pool area selling the last of the BBQ and beer.

It appeared that Kung-Fu Dave had brought their mother and they were arguing about something over there. Dave desperately wanted to be a part of the goings on at the pool and was clearly trying to use his sister as a means to open that door. Cricket’s mother looked like a much older, thinner version of Cricket; with stretchy white pants and a tube-top on and her hair all curled in what was either the ugliest wig I had ever seen or the world’s worst perm.

“Yes sir!” Ryan jogged over from the food cart wearing nothing but a little thong that barely covered his nuts. I had to give the plucky teenager credit – he had not let Ted wear him down and was still chipper in a way that seemed patronizing. He had a sarcastic grin on his face, like he was just pretending to be Ted’s doo-boy stepping and fetching but that he was completely above it.

Ted told him he had a treat for him if he would hustle his pale little ass over to where we were.

The two older women who had hit on my brother cooed a bit and whispered to one another. They were clearly here to see Lloyd but they would take a much skinnier, paler imitation if they had to.

“You can get your dick sucked for being such a good little step and fetch today,” Ted pointed at me. I was surprised until Ted added, “Your girlfriend here will be sucking off anyone who wants to stick their dick in her mouth – so you can use her whore of a mother’s mouth,” he grinned at us both evilly.

“If she doesn’t mind,” Ryan wasn’t technically my boyfriend – although I suppose on some level he was; and now, as people laughed at us, I felt a tinge of jealousy and embarrassment wash over me. That probably added to the authentic joy the strangers got from watching my expression as Ryan pulled out his dick.

“Like a dick only smaller!” Ted got the crowd laughing at him and told Ryan to put it back in his grape-sack and just walk up to Baby Doll. “She knows how to take it out,” Ted told everyone to watch.

“Sorry about this, Ma’am,” Ryan stood in front of her and put his hands behind his back somewhat submissively.

I saw my mom give him a look that said she didn’t mind and then she began using only her mouth to work his half-erect cock out of the little satin-colored sack that contained my so-called boyfriend’s balls.

I imagined fast-forwarding to six months in the future, where we were living back at our old house in Cherry Lawn. Ryan is stopping by to pick me up for prom and mom and dad meet him in the living room. How awkward that look would be between mom and him, knowing she had sucked his cock that summer and having to smile and wish us a happy night at the dance.

Mom had her fingers under her ass – with one of them all the way up her asshole as she started sucking his dick.

I heard one of the saucy older women joke that he wasn’t much to look at, but he did have a nice dick and her friend chuckled and agreed. They seemed more interested in him than watching my mother, all in hopes that maybe they’d even be having a turn with Ryan. They were clearly hard-up for a young man’s attention and had very little interest in one their own age.

I guess in that sense – they are a lot like men at that age. I’d fucked more men my father’s age or older than I’d come to close to with guys around my own age.

“So Pussy Boy,” Ted asked during Ryan’s blowjob for a report on what Kung Fu Dave wanted. I could see Ryan struggle with the fact that my mom was giving him a truly epic sucking with tongue and teeth included.

“Uh,” Ryan strained under the effort to concentrate enough to answer Ted, “Kung-Fu Dave brought his mom down to talk Cricket out of working for you,” he said.

“Did she?” Ted asked with very little concern in his voice.

“No, her mom asked how much she was making and wanted to sign up as well,” Ryan panted as my mom twirled her tongue around his cock in a spiral pattern that I had never seen before

“You are taking sign-ups?” one of the older women who were watching had jokingly offered her own services.

“Fuck no,” Ted told them that he didn’t want them or Cricket’s dried up old mother. “We’ve got hot bitches out here only,” he laughed and added, “Cricket can go if she wants to – I don’t need that bitch either.”

He told Catfish to take the Haislips on to the bus and the majority of the men followed them. Ted continued reminding everyone that they had five minutes to do whatever they wanted. The Haislip girls didn’t look overly concerned about the dozen or so men – they would soon be clothed and enjoying a cocktail at Applebee’s, and the thought seemed to comfort them.

“How is that blowjob, Pussy Boy?” Ted asked.

“It feels like a hungry, homeless girl trying to eat Ramen noodles through a straw, is the best way to describe it, Sir?” Ryan clearly was trying to impress that he was having a hard time not shooting his load into my mother’s mouth.

“When you bust your nut, I want you to wash the word Whore off my wife and step-daughter’s ass and write DOG,” he instructed Ryan and told the few men that were remaining they could get a blowjob from me like I was a consolation prize.

“Not a prob..prah—fuuuuuuuu,” Ryan shot his load and his ass cheeks clenched as he pumped my mother’s face. He couldn’t help himself from grabbing her head and pulling her down the full length of his cock.

The two older women watching and smoking nearby were more than impressed with him now.

“You don’t get to swallow that hot cum,” Ted reminded my mother to let it dribble down her chin and on to her tits and offered her to the next guy who wanted a go. Ryan shuffled off to grab a bucket of soapy water so he could wash down Crystal and Savannah’s rear ends and remove the writing that Savannah had so recently volunteered to have put on her ass.

“No takers?” Ted seemed surprised there was no one bold enough to just come up to the center of the pool and whip their dicks out for us to wash them with our mouths. “No one wants any mouth loving from you two lovely whores?” Ted asked us rhetorically implying that we just weren’t good enough.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw the boy who had taken a shine to me still watching and my stomach flipped wondering if he was the same age as Damion Gaylord or even younger. I thought briefly about poor Maw-Maw home at the trailer all alone with those hellions and what fresh hells they probably had put her through all day.

Ted shrugged and started to walk over to kick Kung-Fu Dave out of the pool area again when I saw a new car pull up. Cars had been coming and going frequently enough all day, but now that we were in the final hour of the pool on a Saturday it was easy enough to take notice.

I recognized the car, it was Doctor Hooker and his family. Three young boys and an older woman dressed kind of trashy, stepped out and walked over to Ted. I saw Doctor Hooker survey the pool and he had to see me naked, kneeling next to my mother.

I heard the Doctor say something like, “While she is under domestic discipline for her own good, I hope Delilah didn’t give you the impression we make her do all sorts of filthy acts in the name of the Lord?”

Ted shook his head that he had no idea what he was talking about, as Catfish got her dressed and brought her out. She winked at me and waved goodbye with a smile on her face.

I never saw them again after that. It was strange that she just walked out of our lives – and didn’t want a single dollar for all the effort she had taken.

I kind of smiled at the thought that maybe everything she had told us about life with Doctor Hooker and her Aunt were completely made up as well. That was kind of a mind fuck.

It was uncomfortable to squat with your thighs off the back of your legs and I tried to adjust myself slightly while we waited with our fingers stuck in our asses. There were some looky-loos who wanted to watch us, but it would take a full two minutes before a guy walked up to me wearing jean shorts.

“Hell, seems like a waste not to take a free BJ,” the smirking redneck said as if justifying himself to the others who were watching.

He stood there for a minute waiting for me to take his dick out, but I couldn’t unzip him with my teeth. I held my mouth open and begged, “Can you unzip it and take it out a little sir?”

“Shee-it, I thought you could take it out on you’s own,” his belly rolled when he laughed as he obliged me by pulling it out.

I thought better of explaining how my mom could get the cock out of a little thong by suggesting he put one of those on and I’d show him. I grinned slightly as I leaned forward, thinking that I could have gotten away with it since I was supposed to be a bitch anyway.

I had just started sucking his smelly, fat cock when I noticed everyone turn their head.

At first, I thought it was some kind of fight between Kung-Fu Dave and Ted because they were looking in the direction of the food cart where Ted had been patiently explaining that Dave was a fuck-up and he already had plenty of people in that position working for him and didn’t need another, while Cricket suggested her mom could be a help around the pool area.

That’s when I saw it – the police car had its light flashing and what looked like a prison bus behind it. I knew in an instant – everything was about to go south and panic over came me.

I heard my mother say “Oh shit,” and “We’re fucked now.” But she made no move to get dressed or even stand up. I guess it was like being a deer caught in the headlights.

Ted had made it so common for us to be completely naked around the pool that I had started to actually think that it was perfectly okay. I guess there is something about having six or more girls all naked and dancing that makes it seem like an event instead of if just one girl is flashing her tits here and there.

I didn’t know what to say or do – the grey bus behind the police car was clearly big enough to haul all of us away and the fat cop that got out of the cruiser hitched up his trousers like he meant business as he spoke into his CB radio.

In my wildest imaginations of all the possible scenarios – this hadn’t registered as a possibility because everyone told me that law enforcement was a joke in Buckman County. The thing is – the hookers kept things on the down low and even though everyone knew what street you could find them on, they hadn’t rubbed it in people’s faces on other streets or down at the pool.

O.J. had warned us to keep even the tiniest sliver of bathing suits or even stickers over our nipples and pussies, and while he had been gone over the last few hours Ted had pushed things much further.

Now, we were all going to pay and I thought I might just cry! My mom’s confident smile faded alongside mine.

Would we lose all the money we worked so hard for when we went to jail? They would never let you keep what you earned from criminal enterprises, would they? I admit I knew nothing about actual law enforcement because in my entire life in Cherry Lawn Estates the cops had always been helpful members of the community.

The people at the Buckman saw the cop and everyone groaned in disappointment – the music was shut down and went quiet, sobering everyone up quickly.