Chapter One Hundred Thirty Four

“Don’t Kick A Fresh Turd on a Hot Day”

“Oh fuck this shit,” Candy yelped as she saw the car slide into a parking space. The souped up car was painted Orange and looked like something that Vin Diesel would be driving out of the ‘Fast and Furious ‘movie. I was certain my cousin Savannah would have elbowed me in my ribs and called me a dummy for not knowing what type of car it was. One thing was for sure – whoever drove it was probably a bad ass.

Candy was already half-way standing up to cover her nudity when my brother cracked her across the ass with a plastic paddle. I heard a loud whapping sound. Candy protested, “We can’t be running around naked in the parking lot of god-damned Krystal’s. It’s one thing to flash our titties to the boys in the drive-thru.” She said this as if she had done that more than once in her life before tonight anyway. “It’s a whole ‘nother to be out here asses up in the air, titties jiggling out in the open. I didn’t sign up for this.”

My brother calmly explained to the fiery pink haired stripper that it was indeed an entirely ‘nother thing’ and he told her that she didn’t sign up at all. “Your father signed you up and he told me to make sure you do exactly like all of the other girls – whether you wanted to or not. So, unless you want 10 more swats, I strongly suggest you get down on all fours and prepare to eat.”

I could already hear laughter coming from the orange car. Two young, identically dressed Hispanic girls with long black hair stepped out of the car in skin-tight dresses. They were escorted by two beefy looking dark haired guys.

“Hector? What the fuck is this?” one of the girls laughed wickedly as she pointed in our direction. My first thought was that these were two of the girls that beat and stripped Tawny Haislip earlier in the week. I swallowed hard, knowing I was probably going to be the subject of their teasing but knowing better than to step up to my brother.

“Esa chola es una guera,” he answered her in Spanish. The two couples were laughing and I quickly gathered that the girls were twins named Selena and Vanessa while the men were named Hector and Victor. The men were dressed in crisp black shirts and tight denim jeans.

The one named Victor said that he was enjoying the show and his girl slapped him. I wasn’t sure which girl was with which guy at that point. The two of them were clearly identical twins and they flirted and hung on both of the guys as they laughed at us.

“Hey, I think I know this one?” Hector observed with a surprised and amused expression. I wasn’t sure if he meant me or Candy, but they walked right over to get a better look at us. It was humiliating to be on my knees with my ass up but I was not allowed to remove my hands from my ass cheeks and my brother stood over Candy to make her get back in position. My instinct had been to hide myself as well but what good would it have done at that point anyway? It’s not like they would stop laughing at what they had just seen us doing.

The guys seemed to be curiously amused by whatever reason we had for displaying ourselves this way, but the girls were downright livid and condescending.

“Oh shit,” I heard Candy whisper to herself. Conner had returned her to the ground – chin down on the pavement and ass up with her hands pulling her ass cheeks apart. She gritted her teeth and looked straight ahead at the pavement – like a fish caught in a net waiting to be pulled into the boat.

“You guera,” Hector kicked Candy’s knee with his shoe, “What you doing, baby? Why you ain’t got no clothes?”

“Kick me again and you gonna find out, Hector,” Candy sassed him adding, “Don’t kick a fresh turd on a hot day, boy!” She obviously knew Hector before tonight, even if he didn’t recognize her yet.

I was actually surprised my brother let her get sassy and warn him that way. It seemed like Conner was either waiting to see what happened or he may have been intimidated by them once they got close. The two men were clearly in their early twenties even if the girls were just a little older than me.

Hector laughed, “The only hot thing I see here is you two fresh Putas!” He was easily about the same age as Candy and had short dark hair and a chiseled jaw. “I DO know you – you live around Seugoros street in the Buckman don’t you?”

“Hector!” Vanessa slapped him on the arm and told him to stop looking at “That nasty Puta and start looking at me!” she said as she jiggled her tits.

“Hey, I can’t help it, Mi Pichon– she obviously wants me to look!” they hadn’t taken notice of my mom waiting at the counter or my brother standing over us with a paddle. It was dark but I could see his shadow resting over me like my protector as he stood in what little light was provided by the outdoor lamps.

“You used to go to Buckman High – didn’t you, baby?” Hector teased Candy playfully. I could hear the giggles and laughter behind us and it made my skin crawl. The laughter from the guys was genuine amusement at finding this spectacle in the middle of nowhere in the parking lot of a fast food joint out on Highway 57 in the dead of the night. The girls however were looking down their noses at our situation and laughing at what dumb whores we were.

“I went high, I went drunk – whatever it took to get me through the day,” Candy sighed.

My brother smacked Candy on her well rounded pink bubble butt hard with the paddle and told her to address the Mixican guy as Sir. “He is your better – you need to do it outside of the Buckman and when you are out in public, slut!”

“Ooh baby, harder! Harder!” the girls giggled as Vanessa pleaded for my brother to try his paddle out on her in jest.

“Dar una azotaina a alguien!” Victor promised his girl in Spanish.

“You better not even think about it, baby!” Vanessa warned him.

“You can do me! Victor!” Selena hung on her sister’s boyfriend’s arm and presented her rump to him daringly.

“Oooh baby, she likes it!” Hector laughed encouragingly, only for Selena to flirtatiously tell him she gave him a chance to do it to her once and he couldn’t.

“I didn’t want to hurt you, Chica!” Hector offered a playful excuse – their arguing more of a playful banter than anything serious.

“I said bring it and you didn’t – maybe I will give Victor a chance to show me how he pops my booty?” the flirtatious exchanges seemed to make the guys equally jealous of each other. I could sense they were being manipulated competing for the attentions and favors of both girls, but the guys gave as good as they got by doing the same thing right back to them.

“Hector, you still looking at these little white slut’s asses or you going to order for me, baby? I am hungry!” Selena was growing bored of the game with her sister.

“I know this girl.” He asked Candy to tell him why he recognized her.

“You know a lot of girls,” Vanessa suggested coyly that her sister’s lover was a ladies man.

“No, I mean I know her from some place,” Hector asked Candy if she had been the Homecoming Queen.

“I was the PROM Queen,” Candy admitted with stubborn consternation and a tinge of regret. I couldn’t be sure if she was embarrassed she was the prom queen or if she was angry at herself for how she had fallen from that high pedestal she was once on. It might just have been she was pissed off that he thought it was homecoming and prom was a bigger deal. It was hard to say with Candy what pissed her off.

“Prom Queen, Homecoming Queen, now you are the Queen of the Trailer Park Skanks with your Culo in the air!” Vanessa and Selena laughed at the girl.

“You were in my math class, Hector!” Candy seemed more perturbed he had forgotten who she was. “You know in fourth period. You sat three seats away from me and Jeff Downdy the Football Player.”

“Holy Shit, I remember! Candy Devine, right?” Hector’s sudden recognition was taken as a slight by the other girls who were now encouraging him to leave her alone.

The girls asked, “Who cares about them?”

Hector asked, “What the fuck are you doing down there on the ground like that?”

“Fixin’ to eat gravy and biscuits! What the fuck is it to you? We ain’t talked in like five years,” Candy said defiantly before adding “Sir” to avoid my brother’s paddle.

“You live near Segueruos right? I think I saw you there!” Hector was not put off by her saucy attitude.

“Jesus Hector,” his girlfriend asked if he was trying to find out where she lived so he could fuck her. “She lives two blocks down in White Hall Circle with all the other crackers. Her Daddy is that outlaw Biker guy so if you want to fuck her you gonna mess with him?”

“Your Daddy is Capo of Sugeuros and you don’t see me worried do you?” Hector wasn’t going to let the pretty girl intimidate him. He clearly wasn’t hitting on Candy – but he seemed excited to see her after all these years.

“This is her boyfriend anyway,” Hector gingerly shook my little brother’s hand. Hector was a full grown man in his early twenties and easily stood a foot taller than Conner. “How are you doing, good sir?” he asked him patronizingly – acknowledging him but not me. I was actually feeling a little surprised that I was not the center of attention and it was pleasant and a little confusing. They seemed to regard me as just some other dumb slut on the ground with Candy. I have to admit I felt a strange sort of jealousy that no one had asked ME why I was down here while I frantically thought about how I would answer the question if asked.

“That ain’t my boyfriend! Sir,” Candy corrected from the ground. “My boyfriend is Pea-Pod! You used to kick the shit out of him at lunch time.”

“So who is this Come Libro then?” Hector asked her to explain why my brother was with her.

Candy didn’t say anything at first and when my brother lifted his paddle to spank her ass she blurted out, “He is my Master! I have to do what he tells me.”

The guys didn’t believe it and there was some giggling. Victor asked my brother, “Hey that sounds like a nice skill – maybe you can tell me how to get the girls to do what you want like that?”

Vanessa warned him that he wouldn’t get them to do anything he wanted if they didn’t stop looking at the slut’s asses and order them some food. “You want us to be nice to you – you better be nice to us!”

“You know I am nice to you, Preciosa!” Victor promised as he caressed the stuck up girl. She was wearing a lot of makeup and her lips were very glossy. Her slightly turned up nose made her look slightly like a princess.

“You seem like you want to be nicer to these two piggies on the ground – Candy is just a stupid slut who works at that shithole strip club Landing Strip. If you got twenty bucks you can fuck her AND her dumb ass sister who is pregnant with Derek Hammond’s baby.”

“Don’t be such a Bonchiche. You know Poppy doesn’t like that,” Selena warned her twin sister not to gossip.

“Fuck Poppy!” Vanessa said and paused before adding, “He isn’t here now – so what does it matter what I say? It’s the truth isn’t it?”

I wasn’t sure what Bonchiche meant – but I assumed it had something to do with a gossip or a flirt. I remembered we ran into a man called Poppy on one of the side streets near Angel and Candy’s trailer and I wondered if he was the same man.

It was starting to become obvious to me that Vanessa and Selena were about the same age as Angel and must have attended high school with her and her boyfriend Derek.

Angel had been a Senior in High School this year and had recently dropped out because she was pregnant. The girls reminded me of Mila Kunis from that 70’s show. They were both slutty and yet had a clean cut almost “Disney” quality to their beauty. They were Hispanic but they looked very “Girl Next Door” and clean cut despite their filthy mouths.

I also surmised that Candy was probably around twenty or twenty one years old. Drinking age mattered very little at the club. She must have gone to school with Hector and Victor and, just like Angel, had been very popular in school at one point.

“Prom Queen and Fifty Bucks will get you a dose of Plan B at the Walgreens,” Candy mused at how fleeting that popularity actually was. “I had been more of a wallflower over-achiever interested in school work than what popular kids did, assuming perhaps when I became a Junior or Senior I would have my chance at that.”

“What you say matters because if Poppy finds out he is going to punish us both!” Selena warned her sister again that she needed to watch her mouth. “These two gueras are not worth it. We are already in so much trouble for coming home late!”

“We are almost grown, Sis! What is he going to do? Take away my allowance and ground me? We are going to get in tonight at 5 in the morning. You think he is going to care I made fun of some blonde Puta who flashed her ass at my boyfriend in the parking lot of Krystal? Don’t be such a cursi Alcahuete.”

“I am NOT an Alcahuete!” Selena protested with a pout. The two identical girls seemed to argue and fight and at the same time giggle and laugh together simultaneously. It was as if they were two halves of the same person.

“Hey, there is another one over there!” Victor pointed out my mother waiting with her tits pressed to the glass. Dismayed and surprised that there were THREE women naked, they looked around to see if there were any more surprises in the dark. My mother just smiled when they laughed after noticing her.

“Don’t tell me you got a truck full of women hiding some place around here?” Victor was very impressed with my brother once he saw my mother dutifully waiting with a bag of food in her mouth and her hands on her ass cheeks.

“Okay, I won’t,” my brother laughed at his own inside joke. I did too – if they only knew that we had more they would probably have lost their minds. I was actually surprised Ted had been patient enough to let this go so long and hadn’t come over to hurry us along.

While this ordeal with these strangers laughing at us and judging our bodies had seemed like forever it had probably only taken a few minutes to actually play out. I couldn’t help but wish they would leave us be, but I knew that was not going to happen.

“Mom come over here and meet these nice people before you feed Ellen and Candy,” Conner, addressing my mom that way, caused them to burst out into laughter.

“You treat your Mother like this? Holy Shit!” Hector and Victor were besides themselves with laughter saying their mother would pull their ears off and beat them with a shoe if they talked to them like that. “My Mom would shove a flip-flop so far up my ass if I even thought about it,” Hector mused.

“Your mom is hot just like this one,” Victor smiled, as he stared at my mother’s tits bared in the shadows beside the Krystal Burger.

“Shut up, Stupido! That’s YOUR Aunt,” Hector chastised his cousin for saying his mom was hot, but agreed in a joking sort of way, “Well, she is hot. I’ll give her that.”

The handsome guys bore such a close resemblance with their squared jaws and dark, swarthy appearance that it seemed no surprise they were cousins. People in Buckman were all related one way or another and tended to hang out with close family – so this wasn’t exactly a surprising revelation that they were dating twins.

My mother obeyed Conner’s orders and waddled over with her hands on her ass cheeks and the white paper bag held tightly in her mouth. Her tits swayed back and forth in the moon light. She kept her legs wide apart displaying her bald pussy lips parted wide for them.

The scorn and laughter from the girls was downright cruel as they called her pathetic and a slut. They judged her body and laughed. My mom was great looking – especially for a woman in her early 40’s, but these girls didn’t need any real flaws to find something to complain about. They probably judged themselves just as harshly.

I thought my brother might stand up for mom, or at least deny them more of a show but he did the opposite. Conner demonstrated just how obedient mom was expected to be.

“Crawl like a puppy,” Conner ordered with a straight face. My mom didn’t protest or hesitate at the order. She acted like that was perfectly normal and without skipping a beat, she gracefully went to her knees through all the jeering and laughter. She couldn’t keep her hands on her ass cheeks so she looked up at Conner to see if that was okay to remove them. She waited until he gave a nod and then crawled the ten feet across the sidewalk in front of these people to wait right next to me. Her tits dragging the sidewalk just like ours. When she came to a halt beside me she placed her chin smoothly on the chalky-white sidewalk, leaned forward to shift her weight and returned her hands to her ass cheeks.

“This your girlfriend then?” the attention finally settled on me as Hector pointed to my ass. I was slightly relieved that they addressed me. It had just felt strangely implausible they would ignore me completely but now that they were talking about me I felt a sense of humiliating dread at what may happen next. .

“Nope,” Conner crossed his arms and looked down at me to suggest I inform them who I am. I had prepared mentally for the question of what I was doing down there. I had always been an A-student that over achieves and does the extra credit, but even with that preparation I was still not ready to give an actual answer.

“I am his Sister, Sir,” I must have sounded pretty pathetic hesitating and responding in a short little squeaky voice. I was down on the ground and the unkind and derisive laughter seemed to echo off my ribs just then. I suppose because I was the subject of scorn and ridicule it probably also magnified it by about forty from my perspective. I felt my asshole involuntarily pucker and quiver as their eyes looked me over.

“Did you just pucker your dirty little asshole?” Vanessa scrunched her nose in disgust while feigning an amused sort of outrage that I would be that bold as to wiggle my ass in front of her or pucker it. Her sister smacked her on the shoulder. “No, I mean – wow, are you winking it at my man?” she asked challenging me.

“No Ma’am, I was just nervous!” I admitted truthfully – a streak of fresh embarrassment cascading in perspiration down my forehead.

“See Mi Corazon’! You make these girls nervous,” Victor held his girl in his arms and it was his turn to redirect the women’s attention back to what they originally came for – making an order for food.

“These are the putas who are down at the pool every day since last week,” Selena made us sound shameful and revolting in her explanation. She was dressed very slutty to accentuate her curves and cleavage but her explanation didn’t compare herself to us. The hypocrisy of that didn’t sit well with me – but then again we were sluts on a completely different level. She was just dressed provocatively – we were completely naked with our asses on display in public.

She shook her long, straight, jet black hair that came down to the middle of her back as she complained that it was because of us she couldn’t go down to the pool and show off her sexy new swimsuit.

“You won’t go down to the pool because you are afraid what Poppy will say, Alchahuete!” her sister challenged her with contempt.

“You have a matching pink lycra monokini just like it and you won’t wear yours either, Sis!” Selena teased her sister that she might just be afraid of her father as well, adding “And I am no Alcahuete, you skank!”

“Ooh Mi Cieolo, I want to see you in that!” Victor cooed at the mental imagery of the girls in hot swimsuits. The girls brushed off his flattery but at the same time seemed to beg for more – There was a cycle where they wanted to be admired and chased but they also wanted to act like they didn’t want to be admired and chased.

“You like looking at these piggy sluts all naked – you don’t want to see me in that suit!” Vanesa protested that she would never go down to the pool while we were there, “Everyone will think we are just like them!”

“Baby, that’s not true! I’d love to see YOU and Selena bent over showing your precious goods!” adding that what would it matter what anyone else thought about the girls as long as he knew the truth. “They wear sexy suits just like you – so what? That’s what hot girls do!”

“And thank God for that!” Hector’s quip placed an agreeable smile on Victor’s face.

“Victor! O-M-G!” she slapped her boyfriend on the arm with a feigned outrage that bordered on amusement that he would suggest anything like that. “Fat fucking chance! And shame on you! You are supposed to only want to look at ME!”

“I can’t help it, baby! You are identical twins,” Victor reminded her that looking at her sister’s ass was just like looking at hers.

“That’s the only reason I let you look at her!” she pouted with mock jealousy as she teased the young man and smiled at him with a wink.

“Can we order? I am fucking starving and we are already getting home way too late Hector!” Selena reminded her boyfriend that they’d stopped to eat, not to stare at girls. Selena wore her skin-tight Fuscia dress that seemed almost painted on. She walked past me as if I didn’t exist and nearly drove her stiletto heels into my hand without apology.

“Sure Mi Vida! Anything your precious heart wants,” Hector told her to give her order to the guy behind the counter.

“That’s why I love you,” the Latin girl smooched Hector on the cheek, leaving behind glossy red lipstick and placed several orders of hash brown potatoes and hamburgers. It was making me hungry just listening to her, in her sweet but shallow slight Spanish accent mixed with Valley Girl, wander through the menu deciding what she wanted. “I’ll take a Pepsi, no a diet Coke? Do you have Coke or Pepsi? Okay, maybe just water.”

“Hurry up and fucking order, I don’t want to be down here all damned night,” Candy’s latest outburst bought her a swift slap from my brother’s plastic paddle.

The two men had been in no hurry to order and were still watching us while Vanessa stood behind her sister in line half-watching us and checking her phone at the same time. They laughed at Candy’s outburst and painful come-uppance.

“That paddle has holes in it? Why?” Victor asked my brother if he could see it. When my brother handed it to him he playfully swung it around at Vanessa and Selena. They flinched out of the way and told him, “Stop it Hector, you are going to make us break a heel!” his girlfriend whined while she checked Facebook on her cell phone.

“Yes, it’s to decrease drag and provides a more satisfying pop,” my brother stated, then started to explain the scientific aerodynamics of the paddle. He had played things cool and aloof but when people start asking him about physics and science he sounds like a kid describing the world’s largest toy store.

“I don’t care about that? Does it hurt?” Victor swung it a few times in the air.

“Why don’t you spank one of my girls and find out?” my brother offered, adding, “The first one’s on the house.”

“Just spank any one of them?” I felt the air from the paddle whisk across my ass cheeks as Victor took a few practice swings. He seemed hesitant to actually connect with the paddle.

“Yep, just tell me which one and I’ll tell her to take her hands off her ass and you can see if you like it.” I was surprised he didn’t just order us to ALL drop our hands, but I suppose he wanted to make Hector actually choose one of us.

“You sell these paddles or something?” Victor asked skeptically of the offer while he looked up and down at us, choosing which one of us would be his practice dummy. My brother began to assure him that he wasn’t trying to sell him the paddles.

“Oh my Gawd, Hector tell your cousin if he thinks about spanking those slut’s asses we are walking home!” Vanessa’s warning was intended for Victor directly as she challenged him with her hands on her hips – accentuating her perfect figure.

“You jealous, bae?” Victor shrugged a charming devil may care grin her way as he swung the paddle in the air a few more times to get the heft of it and consider my brother’s offer. He must have thought better of it, but wanted to take his time giving it back to my brother so Vanessa didn’t think he took her threat seriously. “I still don’t understand this – why would you let me paddle your sister or mom?”

Conner quickly summarized for him that we were stone cold bitches who used, manipulated and lied all the time. He had practiced this speech well over the last few days and evolved it into the simplest of examples, citing the fact we wasted money like it was going out of style when it was needed for bills and we didn’t have the least bit of remorse. We played with the attentions of men and used them for our amusement. We were lazy, selfish, vain, cruel, and thoroughly spoiled rotten from our previous life before falling on hard times at the Buckman.

“Shit, aren’t all women that way?” Hector’s shit-eating grin from his joke was only briefly interrupted by the two girls smacking him playfully while both jokingly admitting guilty on all charges with absolutely no remorse at all. They warned him if he wasn’t careful they would take that paddle from Victor and spank HIM with it.

“That’s why we were born with these,” Selena explained while highlighting her perfect cleavage on display in the tight cocktail dress. “So we are pretty enough you love us anyway!”

“You wouldn’t have us any other way,” Vanessa teased the guys playfully.

“My son and brother-in-law WOULD have us a different way, Sir,” my mom spoke out of turn from the ground to address their comments. “We agreed to be put in our place but they can’t keep us in line on their own, Sir,” my mom was only slightly muffled by the paper bag still gripped between her teeth. “They train us but it doesn’t really work and we get lazy and revert to our true nature – so they let guys spank us in exchange for the money we wasted that we needed to pay our bills. I really would appreciate you taking one good hard swing. Master Conner said it would be free your first time, pretty please sir? See if you can teach me a lesson my son can’t seem to instill in me? I intimidate him and he doesn’t feel comfortable being cruel enough to really correct my misbehavior. I feel awful that the responsibility falls to him so I beg of you – teach me right from wrong, Sir. Please?”

My mother was doing the basic grift from the swimming pool. It didn’t’ seem like the best use of everyone’s time for all the girls to be waiting in the back in the truck while we grifted these guys for a few bucks, but if my brother wanted it – my mom was going to give him the perfect sales pitch. I fully expected Ted to walk over at any moment and say we wasted too much time and weren’t going to get to eat anything except more dick - That was my luck.

“Damn Mom,” I summoned the courage to participate in the grift. If we were going to go all-in for these four people then I would contribute. I would be doing this grift as the sassy and skeptical rich bitch soon enough at the pool “Even I am tempted to spank your ass when you say it like that!!” I teased her. While letting her know that I was impressed with her hard-sell.

“This IS serious you little slut.” My mom feigned condemnation for what I had just said.

This was a game we had played more than a few times at the pool but she was different somehow tonight. It may have just been because I saw her now in a new light and fresh eyes that she was capable of so many things once she put her mind to it, but in the past she had seemed like she was play-acting with me when we did these grifts. I have to admit I was actually hurt and wondering if she had picked up on the compliment I gave her about how well she made the appeal for a correction to the trick.

Mom’s play-acting had been plausible enough for the men watching today but now she really seemed to be talking to me in her “mom” voice – the one she would use to remind us to take out the trash or do our homework and let us know she was serious at home.

“You keep your hands on your ass cheeks and pull them apart wider! It is the least you can do to show you are sorry for being such a miserable little nuisance to your brother for being a twat!! You are done being Queen Bee. I don’t want you turning out like those two Mexican bitches standing over us!”

My mom had snuck an insult into dressing me down and before she could continue telling me I was going to behave and follow orders whether I liked it or not the guys laughed, “Oooh Burn!!” and asked Selena and Vanessa if they were going to let my mother’s comments stand. The looks on the two girl’s faces told me that she had said something to really piss them off now!

Vanessa was ready to take the bait and already reaching for the paddle to give my mother a beating and a red bottom. She would have had Victor pay us for the privilege but her sister actually stopped her.

“This is what these whores do down at the pool!” Selena broke down our grift into a basic, “They get guys to spank them or make them do nasty little tricks and then pay them for it.”

“So what? Me Cago En La Madre!” Vanessa tugged her arm free from her sister and asked my brother, “How much to put a world of hurt on your mama bicho?”

“Well, that depends on if you just want ten swats, or you want to know how to REALLY make her suffer?”

“No Please, Master! They can spank me but don’t tell those skinny little sluts anything! They are just stupid, shallow skanks with fat asses in tight skirts. They can’t teach me anything! Please Sir? Not them! Just the men! I like them! They can do whatever they want to me! Sir!” I almost thought my mom was on a total change of heart about this from her tone until I realized she was setting him up so that he could offer a much more expensive punishment

“They CAN do anything they want with you whether you give permission or not. You are working off your debt – you spent MY college fund on caviar and Hillary Clinton donations,” My brother had learned how to sneak in more details about how we spent our money. I had to quietly laugh and wonder if these girls WERE Mexican if they would have thought my mom even worse if she supported Donald Trump. It turns out they didn’t follow politics at all and couldn’t care less about that.

“Yes, that is true – It’s up to you, Sir! But I am begging – I’ll serve another Month this way, as your Pet just if you will promise me, pretty please Master not to let these two Mexican bitches punish me. I’d rather serve their boyfriends! I’d do it so well! I promise!” Mom pleaded like she was getting horny just thinking about taking their men.

Conner paused as if considering her offer and put his hand on his chin and rubbed it like I had seen Ted do when he played with the blonde scraggle growing under his chin.

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“No, tell me! Pichingo!” Vanessa was seething with rage and my mom was only making it worse. “What will make this Perra regret calling me a Mexican? Victor stand up for me!!”

Hector and Victor didn’t want to get in between the cat fight brewing between them, and they both had a bemused look on their face that read, “What can we do?”. If they spanked my mom, the girls would say they were getting off on it. They were damned if they do and damned if they don’t, and had enough common sense to stand back and just watch. I was pretty certain the spoiled Hispanic girl had thrown tantrums of this nature enough times that they knew not to overreact and escalate things.

“Listen! I’ll suck both of your cocks! Sirs! I’ll suck them so good! Right now and right here or in your car! Anywhere you want,” Mom dropped the food bag and begged openly almost weeping to the two guys. “I will show you tricks with my tongue that these two little sluts haven’t even thought about. I can do things with my tongue to make you feel like a man! I will do it happily – just tell my Master not to let her do THAT thing to me!! Please?” Mom displayed and flicked out her long tongue and demonstrated the gymnastics it could perform for them. There was a trace of panic in her voice that made it seem authentic. If she seemed TOO sympathetic, like a woman who was being forced into this, they would have felt sorry for her and not taken the bait. She had to show them that she was slutty and willing and looking forward to their dicks tickling the back of her throat while making it seem she preferred that to whatever Conner had in mind for her.

Victor and Hector were actually laughing at how comical the situation seemed and I saw Candy smirking as well. Candy probably didn’t realize this was all a game and was actually happy someone else may be getting punished instead of her.

My mom had Vanessa, hook line and sinker, my brother was just slowly reeling her in while masterfully turning on the two guys. They both had bulges in their tight jeans.

“We can’t stay too long,” Conner was on to step two of the grift. He had to seem willing to consider the offer but not be too eager. This was the offer that he had actually made but now his hesitancy would make the subject of the grift feel like it was their idea in the first place. “If I let you punish her the RIGHT way and show you how to really make her sorry she ever spoke to you with disrespect, this it’s going to cost about a hundred bucks; but it will teach my mother a lesson she will not soon forget and I’d actually appreciate it. Wouldn’t you appreciate it Mom?”

Conner’s question was sadistic and condescending but he expected an answer.

“No Sir, I…” before my mom could respond Conner was on her with the paddle to slap the shit out of her and she removed her hands only to give him full access to her bottom before putting them right back when he finished.

“You aren’t sorry you addressed your betters with disrespect and called them shallow, stupid sluts?”

“Yes Sir, I am,” my mom calmed herself as her chest heaved from the ass slapping she had received while she remained on all fours. “I am sorry I used a word like vapid to describe the skinny Mexican bitch! With a fat ass!” Mom was hitting every possible trigger point to infuriate the girls. “My observation was wasted on her – she is too stupid to understand it.” My mom sat up and gingerly looked over her shoulder with a cute smile like talking to a dumb child, “Vapid means that you are concerned about silly or inconsequential things like what the Kardashian are doing or wearing, or who they are with this week instead of real life, Corto del luces!”

I was surprised that mom knew any Spanish but whatever she said it definitely incensed the two girls.

At this point, my brother could name his price and Vanessa would have made Victor pay it, but Selena stepped in and broke it up explaining this was the rigged game. To my mom’s credit the girls did seem confused about what some of the words my brother said had meant.

Selena was also livid but she cautioned her sister. “My friend came back from the pool and he said these sluts did the same thing to him. They got him to spank their tits, and later after he fucked the little blonde guera she kissed the cum into her mother’s mouth and then the mother delivered it to another woman who spit it on her hand and rubbed it all over the guera’s back like sun tan lotion… In front of everyone at the swimming pool!” Selena made a scrunched up face of disgust, but the guys were seriously impressed and turned on by the story.

“That is so fucking hot!” Hector said and Victor said he would pay to see us do that too.

“You don’t understand,” Selena explained that it was a little scam. “She is just baiting you, Sis!”

In light of the girl pulling back the green curtain to expose that there was no lesson to be taught and this was all play-acting my mom changed the subject and pretended she hadn’t just said it was all rigged.

“I’d rather be masturbating her boyfriend but my son won’t let me!” Mom pouted with a sincere disappointment that I had to believe was play acting. She didn’t address Selena’s comments and instead double-down on the grift – pretending she hadn’t heard them at all.

“If it was up to me I would have both of their dicks in any hole and they would belong to me,” she aggressively made these two cute girls aware she thought she could take their men right out from under them if she was allowed to have her way with them. It was only my brother’s control from her perspective that prevented her from acting on her base needs and desires for these two Latin heart-throbs.

I thought “well-played, mother” to myself. She hadn’t been this good at play-acting all day but now something seemed to light a fire in her to really sell the game we were playing no matter what the cost to her personal pride and dignity. I made a mental note to try to have the courage to boldly continue with the grift anytime someone saw right through it and called bullshit on us – which rarely ever happened back at the Buckman. They were usually more than happy to be lied too.

“I don’t get it,” Vanessa didn’t understand what her sister was saying. “What do you mean this is a scam? They are going to take my money and not let me whip her?” The stuck-up Spanish princess knotted her brow and made a face of disgust that she wouldn’t get to beat my mom even if she gave her mom.

“Of course you don’t GET IT, baby,” my mom spoke down to the girl in the “mom” voice she had talked down to me in earlier then suggested Selena say it again, only “slower and in Mexican so she can understand. We are going to give you everything you pay for – I swear to that. All that has to happen is my Master gives the order. I agreed to this and I’ll do what I say.”

“We aren’t even Mexican!” Selena balled up her pretty little well-manicured fists in anger and told her she was Cuban.

“Same thing isn’t it?” Mom didn’t miss a beat. I knew she wasn’t racist at all and unlike most of the people at the Buckman had a healthy understanding of geography. She was just saying it to get under the girl’s skin. They were obviously sensitive to being called Mexican and mom took full advantage. She may have been the slave with her ass spread in this scenario but I could feel a sense of humiliation wafting off the two proud girls as they seethed with rage.

“Uggh!” Selena grunted with anger and explained to her sister how the grift works. “They walk around pretending to wash cars, and play little games, serve bbq and beer and then the real money is made giving blowjobs and getting spanked, but they always make the person think that they got a special deal.”

“Well, I dig that. I mean who doesn’t like a special deal?” Hector didn’t see the harm in it. “They are giving people what they want and having a little fun, I guess as long as they deliver,” he said approvingly. Selena slugged him in the arm and he clarified saying that it was nice to make people feel special and important. “A valuable service that the average street whore does not provide, they make the guy feel dirty and lonely. These girls got some style.” Before he had to explain himself for taking our side to the girls who now hated us, he added, “And by the way? Who was this “friend” that told you all about HIS encounter down at the swimming pool? Any GUY that I would know?” implying she was being unfaithful.

“Hector, it’s not like that!” Selena took his arm and they quickly made up. She didn’t offer any details on who the guy was and I think the attractive couple both knew that was for the best.

Vanessa was still furious and she still had a clueless look on her pretty face.

Victor commented, “It’s like the Desnudas in Time Square then?”

“The what?” Conner asked.

“Desnudas? You know like the naked Cowboy who stands around with a guitar in his underwear and lets tourist take pictures with him for money in New York’s Time Square? Me and some friends went down there last year and they have a bunch of girls they call Desnudas who stand around topless or nude with nothing but body paint. They will take a picture with you for a tip!”

“Uh huh?” Vanessa folded her arms and looked down her nose at him suggesting he got his picture taken by asking, “And did she let you feel her up after you got the pictures?”

“You look so lovely when the moonlight reflects in your pretty brown doe eyes, Mi Vida!” the charming guy offered a smarmy and unapologetic grin.

“So these Desnudas just stand naked out in the middle of Times Square?” Conner was intrigued.

“No,” Victor looked over at him as if that would be ridiculous. “They stand outside naked with body paint and nothing else. Usually like a Puerto Rican flag or American flag or something about NYC painted on their ass and then they jump around and dance to get people’s attention for tips.”

I saw Conner scratching his chin as if thinking about that.

“Okay, yeah I saw some girls at the County Fair a few months ago dancing naked in body paint,” Selena nodded in understanding.

“Right in the Midway?” Hector asked in disbelief.

“No, off to the side at one of the Carnie stands. It was like this older white woman with big tits painted all yellow like SpongeBob and a younger Guera painted up like that Angry Beaver or whatever he likes,” Selena was just as shallow and empty headed as her sister.

“It was fucking Spongeboob Squaretits and Sandy Buttcheeks,” Candy explained. “We saw them too, my brother Gabriel went up and honked her tits and my Dad thought that was funny as shit. They were out there trying to get people to play their game or something,” she explained.

“Fucking white people are crazy,” Vanessa shook her head at how absurd that scenario sounded.

Wayne and Flick announced Selena’s order was ready at the pickup window. The Kitchen staff was still watching us through the window.

Vanessa repeated that she wanted to know what would drive my mom crazy. “I want to punish the Pescada,” she said she would pay a hundred bucks if it really made her squirm.

My mom didn’t flinch or say a word.

My brother retrieved a plastic gun from his cargo shorts. The pockets were like his personal utility belt of punishment and discipline. He was always able to find a pair of handcuffs or a riding crop when he needed one.

“You want me to squirt her with a squirt gun? Vanessa was clearly not impressed and she scrunched up her face in rejection.

Conner didn’t say anything. He demonstrated by pulling the trigger and electric sparks flew rapidly out of the barrel of the gun with a crisp sizzling burn sound.

My mom flinched and arched her back. “Please Sir? Be nice! I AM still your mother!” my mom begged for mercy.

“I am being nice,” Conner explained with a mock concern for her well-being that it was for this reason he’d need someone capable of not being nice. “That’s why I would ask Vanessa to contribute to your education!”

He lit off the spark gun again and my mom’s skin crawled and she yelped in panic.

“It’s like a Stun gun?” Hector and Victor looked on in awe. They both seemed concerned it may really damage my mom.

“Pay him the money, Victor,” Vanessa didn’t wait for my brother to explain he bought it at an adult sex toy store and it was safe enough for people.

“Right down to business,” Conner stipulated that she could use it on her if she didn’t mind us eating while they did. “They have to be back soon,” he said.

“Why? Does Cinderella’s God-mother turn them back into pumpkins?” Vanessa laughed.

“WE have to be home soon too!” Selena reminded her sister, while she agreed that it was okay. Her boyfriend was much more hesitant to part with a hundred dollars and she had to stare him down and pout to get him to come up with the money. It was that or she would unleash a torrent of angry jabs at him for being such a tight ass and he knew it.

“Let me try it,” Vanessa took the gun from my brother and asked where she could put it. My mom was mumbling in fear helplessly waiting for her punishment.

“Anywhere,” Conner assured her.

“Even on the Chichies or Concha?” Selena scrunched her nose up in disgust. She was smiling as if she found this amusing but at the same time had an expression of concern and disgust.

“My stupido sister means on the titties or the pussy? She is just too old-fashioned to say those words out loud!” Vanessa explained.

“I said anyplace you want and my mother learns best when you shock her in the more sensitive places, so yes – be my guest.”

Vanessa didn’t need further permission. She pulled the trigger and pushed the zap gun barrel into my mother’s wet, sore pussy from behind, grinding it in place to add just a little more pain as she did. The sound reminded me of the zapping of a large bug caught in a bug zapper out on the porch of my Aunt’s trailer. Mom screamed and let out a litany of cuss words about how it hurt. “You Mexican Bitch! That fucking hurt! Oh Shit!! No more please! Fuck you! I am so sorry! So fucking sorry – please stop, please oh gawd, no more, please, oh fuck, you whore!”

My mom’s groans of agony only amused the girls who grew bolder and bolder with each zap on my mom’s tender flesh.

Mom alternated between defiant rage and obvious forced promises of repentance and apologies, but I think she knew all it was doing was keeping them interested in pushing her buttons and did it anyway.

“Can I do it too then?” Selena asked like a child wanting to play with someone else’s electric train on Christmas day.

Vanessa handed off the gun and Selena put the barrel under my mother’s chest and zapped her right on the nipples.

“You cunt! That burned my nipples! Oh fuck! No more! This isn’t funny! Please stop! You are making me wet and it hurts too, god damn it! Oh shit!”

Mom shook and convulsed with every further shock but remained steadfast in position; only periodically losing her balance, but getting right back in position to reset and allow the girls to play with her pain some more.

“You want to try Victor?” Vanessa offered the gun to her boyfriend after alternating back and forth with her sister. Victor and Hector both said they were enjoying watching the two of them torment her.

“You are worried we will be mad you touched this Puta?” Selena asked.

“No, actually it’s just that it’s strangely erotic watching you girls do this to each other,” Hector agreed with him and the two smiled and watched.

“Glad you like watching,” Vanessa was growing bolder and flashed a sadistic smile as she reached under my mother’s pussy and pulled her pussy lips out. Squeezing them between her fingers tightly so that she could shock her.

Conner had torn apart our hamburgers and set them in front of us on the sidewalk. He smacked Candy’s ass when she tried to eat it and said we were to wait until our betters eat. “It is only polite,” I heard my mother answer approvingly through the pain.

I was so impressed with her at that moment. I can’t really explain how proud I was that she was powering through it with persistence, willing to play the part to the very end.

“Can we do anything else to her?” Selena and Vanessa had started to grow bored and their attention spans were very short.

“They are growing tired of shocking the ever loving shit out of you, mother,” Conner informed my mom as if he was disappointed she wasn’t providing enough entertainment value.

“I am SO sorry, Master!” mom had real tears rolling down her eyes as she writhed in agony from the dozens of bite-like shocks she had received mostly on her pussy and tits. “Please forgive me – I know I am boring and awful,” she admitted submissively.

The girls giggled excitedly.

“If you can throw me another hundred bucks to cover the costs I could let you shock the other two girls and feed them,” Conner smiled graciously at his customers.

“You greedy little Huerco,” Selena narrowed her eyes at him but Vanessa agreed. It wasn’t her money anyway. She nodded at Victor to pay.

Victor shrugged that he was out of money and I thought the girls were actually satisfied and willing to stick with the bargain they made originally.

“Why would I want to feed these horny little bitches anyway?” Vanessa scrunched her nose at the idea.

My brother calmly walked over me and stood with his legs on either side of my head. He yanked my head up by my hair and then stuffed my mouth with the burger pieces. Telling me I was allowed to gobble it down. Then he demonstrated grabbing some French fries and stuffed several of them right up my ass.

“Oh my gaw-ahd!” Selena held her hand over her mouth and laughed hard. Vanessa was silent but watched with what seemed like actual respect for my brother.

“Did you just put those French fries up your sister’s butt?” Selena was smiling hard but sounded disgusted as she asked the question.

“Of course?” Conner asked as if there would be no other place to dip them besides my ass.

“They look like little worms! Mida ese culo!” she chuckled and pointed out she would never let anyone put anything up her ass. “It’s an exit not an entrance!” she looked at her sister for confirmation.

Vanessa had no comment.

“You let Victor put it in your ass?!” Selena asked with an excited wonder that her sister was so nasty.

“No!” Vanessa declared initially and when that didn’t seem to fly she reluctantly admitted she did, but only to save her virginity.

“Oh bless your little hearts,” Candy had been allowed to eat some of her burger but she swallowed and couldn’t keep her mouth shut when she heard this. “It ain’t that big of a deal. I let Peapod take me in the butt. Not to protect my virginity though,” she said as if it was not a big deal.

“Because he wants you on your period?” Selena asked with a disgusted look.

“Fuck no,” Candy corrected that it had nothing to do with that. “When I want something I give him a little booty. It isn’t like it’s gonna kill me,” she shrugged.

My brother forced Candy to pull her cheeks apart further and stuffed French fries up her ass too. “I am glad you have such an open mind, cunt,” he told her.

Candy didn’t protest, but she definitely didn’t enjoy my brother’s little fingers pushing the fries up her ass.

“Gross!” Vanessa and Selena giggled at how disgusting this was. “How are they going to get them out?” one of them asked.

“When they finish eating and I’ve packed their assholes they are going to squat and push them out on the sidewalk right here,” Conner pointed to the front of the restaurant right under the security cam.

“O-M-F-G” Selena was laughing and the more hysterical she became the more she feigned disgust with this. “Why? What are they going to do with them when they are done? Throw them in the garbage?”

“Will you please fill my ass with fries next, Master?” Mom begged and held her cheeks apart for him. He was going to do her next anyway but she volunteered to be helpful. “Waste not want not,” my mom explained with a satisfied expression as my brother began pushing the fries into her pert, tight butt hole. “The fries soak up the cum in my ass. Master will let us gobble them off the ground like the burgers,” she thanked him for what he was doing and asked if she could have the burger shoved down her throat.

Vanessa picked up the burger and Selena held my mother around the neck while she struggled slightly and they force fed it to her. She choked it down quickly and thanked them. “I love the taste of cum and Master Conner knows when its warm, sticky, and fresh it’s a rare treat! He allowed us to beg all the guys in the Krystal to cum all over our burger,” Mom said to the stunned girls.

“Hey, it’s gonna cost you another hundred to play with them – are you down or are you done?” Conner reminded the girls that they had to pay to play with them.

“Yo Guera,” Vanessa asked me if I loved cum too. “you haven’t said much. I feel bad for you. You like this or what?”

“Like what, Ma’am? And what does Geura mean anyway?” I had taken one year of Spanish but I was lost after it came to red pencils and directions to the library. I knew the ‘a’ at the end was for girls and the ‘o’ at the end of the same word was for guys, but I had no clue about most of the words they used. I just knew it was probably not very nice.

“Geura is like a little slutty white girl,” Vanessa explained and stepped on my mother’s hand with her heel and ground it while she yelped. “You like this? Being a slave or whatever it is you are doing here? Being treated like a little tramp?”

“Definitely love it Ma’am,” I smiled at her. “I am actually sad that all you want was the hundred dollar package because I thought you may have some good forms of punishment you learned in Mexico to help wayward bitches like us and the sooner I learn my lesson the sooner I can go back to wearing clothes,” it was easier to say something like that knowing my mom was doing the same.

“Hector,” Selena demanded that her boyfriend give Conner the money.

“I don’t have it, bae!” Hector held up his hands in surrender.

“Shoe money, Hector!” Selena demanded and he smiled as if he had been discovered in the lie.

“That is the last time I tell you my secret hiding place,” Hector withdrew several 20’s from his left shoe for my brother.

“So you never told me about this and how many times did I pay for your drinks because you said you had no money?” Victor asked incredulously, but his cousin unapologetically shrugged it off.

“So is Hector and Victor going to play with us or just these two dumb cunts because I am not really into lezzie stuff,” Candy declared. I don’t think she was playing along with the grift like us - but instead just reacting naturally and playing off of our reaction.

“You are so going to get it Candy Devine,” Selena shocked her on the ass cheek and Candy’s ass twitched but she played it off as not very painful.

“Let me know when you are gonna start! So you can kiss my white, southern ass,” Candy acted like the buzzing shock gun hadn’t made her skin crawl but I knew from the crack of her voice it had.

“I am going to stick it right on your asshole,” Selena threatened.

“I wish you would,” Candy suggested with a tone of southern consternation, the fries were already cold from all the dicking around you sluts did earlier.

Selena was hesitant but once she stuck the shock gun to Candy’s asshole and saw her reaction as she flung her head back and stuck her tongue out wordlessly in pain she was no longer shy about it.

She stuck it to each of our assholes for prolonged periods of at least thirty seconds. It was almost as if they were performing a science experiment to see how we each reacted. I remember the feeling of frying and electric numbness wash over me and how my teeth chattered each and every time the monstrous girls chose to place it on my nether regions.

Selena became all about the butt and kept repeating the same torture while her sister stuck fries in our pussies, asses, and mouth. They were enjoying teasing us and all the while the guys started snapping pictures on their cell phones. The girls would stop to pose and then shock or slap or pinch while making duck lips or flashing a peace sign. They would make kissy faces and pose together with big smiles. The presence of the cameras only emboldened them to be even more cruel.

Mom gave her a good showing by jumping for the fry and eating it out of her hand.

“This one fell out of your stupid donkey ass,” Vanessa made her eat it. Mom didn’t offer the satisfaction of looking disgusted or hesitant. She gobbled it like she was going to take one of Vanessa’s fingers with it and sucked it down.

“You got a donkey butt? You know that burra. You know Spanish right? That means She-Donkey! I am giving you free Spanish lessons. Do I need to make your whore daughter tell you what it means slowly and in English?”

Vanessa was obviously getting payback for my mother’s comment earlier along the same lines.

Mom smiled politely and said, “She knows I have a donkey butt. She helped me fuck one tonight,” I was beside myself in shock that she admitted this.

Even Candy hadn’t seen her do that, and now she told all of these people including my brother. They were all laughing hysterically – and perhaps only half believing her.

My brother stared at her by raising one eyebrow, like Mr. Spock on Star Trek.

“I am a donkey fucker, Master! You can add that to the list of all the perverse and wicked things your mother does to satisfy her sexual urges. The dick is so big and there is so much cum,” Mom sounded like she was talking about a savory Italian restaurant that just opened near our house.

I wasn’t going to leave her hanging. “That’s true! Thank you so much mom for sharing Big Mike with me tonight. I know you didn’t have to! I loved it!” I was really surprised she told everyone. I thought she had not wanted my brother to know we did that but I rolled with it. It would be too late to contradict her now that the cat was out of the bag. I would have to wonder what my brother was going to say about it and if he would just write it off as us playing our role and talking nasty?

“I am so glad to hear that, slut. I was afraid you would be sad you didn’t get to more time on stage!” Mom mused.

“I was mad because I am such an extrovert,” the biggest lie of them all I thought to myself as humiliation washed over me while two girls shocked me with a toy stun pistol and stuffed fries in my bald, unprotected pussy and ass and my legs were dripping wet from all the poking and prodding I was getting. They giggled as they slapped my ass.

“You are used to being the prettiest girl and they didn’t let you be part of the show, huh?” Selena made a mock pity face to make fun of my need for attention.

“Yes Ma’am, I love attention and that’s why I like it when your boyfriend looks at my pussy while it’s dripping wet and smiles at me!” I winked over my shoulder at him. I didn’t like throwing him under the bus. He had definitely looked at me - and I couldn’t really blame him for looking at a naked girl. He was a guy after all, but he hadn’t been ogling me or anything. I was just trying to egg them on and have a little fun with her.

“You staring at that little slut’s Choca, Cabron?” she almost whipped off her shoe and threw it at him but her boyfriend’s charming stare disarmed her and she turned her attention back to me. She stepped on my hand with her heel and I groaned with pain.

“You like maybe I put my heel up your asshole too?” Selena surprised me with her rage. She had been the nicer one of the two, but now she was uncorked and she was quickly becoming the most sadistic.

“I was hoping you would, Ma’am,” I smiled up at her from the ground thinking I had won that round. That was until I felt the tip of her heel enter my backdoor and she drove it all the way in.

“You better not get shit all over the bottom of these heels. They cost more than we paid to play with your nasty holes,” she warned.

“If I do, you can stick it in my mouth, Ma’am,” I offered, saying I always clean the dicks that have been in my ass for free, “It’s only fair.” I asked if I could show her boyfriend what it’s like to fuck a woman in the Ass and she pulled my hair and pinched my nipples!

“You haven’t finished all your fries,” she packed my ass further with the round hash brown potatoes. They were still hot from the deep fryer and I wasn’t faking when I cried out helplessly. “She needs to cool down, Sis!” Vanessa stopped tormenting Candy long enough to lift the soda that I had ordered over my head and drop the cold drink on top of my head drenching me. They did the same to my mother and Candy before saying we looked like drowned rats.”

They asked my brother what else they could do to us and he asked them “What do you want to do?”

“I want to beat their asses with that swatter thing you had,” Vanessa said flatly, but asked if he had anything a little heavier.

“It’s called a paddle,” Conner tried not to sound annoying and condescending but his inner-nerd voice came out and he started to bore them quickly by explaining how despite the flexible nature of the paddle it was quite hard and demonstrated on his own arm. “I suggest you try it on yourself before you apply it to bare flesh,” he said as he handed them each one.

“Nah,” Vanessa ignored his advice and began spanking my mother’s ass cheeks hard.

“May I take my hands off my ass cheeks, Master?” Mom yelped over the sound of the girl’s cackling laughter.

“Yes, stand up, whore,” Conner made all three of us stand up and put our hands behind our heads. “Chin up, tits out,” he made us get into position, lined up side by side and start high stepping.

The girls were quickly getting bored until my brother told them to march us around the parking lot. “You swat their asses to make them move forward like this,” he gave me a swat and told me to step forward each time I get hit. He told them they could spank our tits, asses, back of our thighs, anywhere they wanted. “Take them around the parking lot once and then I will let them squat. If any of them drop a single fry, make them pick it up with their mouth and hold it there until they come back.”

The girls were happy to oblige and began marching us one step at a time. There must have been 900 steps around the full parking lot but by the time we reached about 50 steps our asses were stinging and we were groaning. Vanessa and Selena’s hands must have been hurting from wielding the paddles because they were fine with us walking forward in tandem – high stepping all the way and just swinging the paddle every third or fourth step.

By the time, we passed the truck I saw why Ted had not come forward to complain about the time we were taking. My Aunt and Savannah were squatting naked in the darkness near the truck sucking his dick. He had his jeans unzipped and he was caressing their heads while they licked his balls. Catfish had Cricket and Candy’s mother, Lilah, sucking his dick right next to them. I could almost not even tell who they were because they were in a dark part of the parking lot.

“Hey Mom!” Candy joked and Lilah lifted her hand slightly to wave but didn’t take her attention away from the tongue love she was unleashing on a smiling Catfish.

“There are MORE of you sluts?” Vanessa asked incredulously as she lashed Candy across the back with one of the paddles.

“No, we don’t know those girls,” Candy tried to joke, but Vanessa smacked her ass harder and reminded her to call her Ma’am. “I am your better aren’t I?” she demanded Candy answer.

“For now,” Candy fumed and for all her spit and vinegar she acquiesced and called Vanessa Ma’am for the rest of the walk back to the front window of the restaurant.

“A fun little march around the parking lot,” Conner joked sarcastically and asked if we saw anything interesting.

“Just my Aunt and Cousin sucking Ted’s chubby cock, Master,” I smiled, “Would you like Mom and I to do the same for you? We are so hungry after that exercise in discipline and these mean girls won’t share their men?”

I meant it for playful fodder to provoke Vanessa and Selena, but my brother said he had other plans. The two girls didn’t seem surprised at this point I would offer to suck my brother’s cock after all they had seen.

“Actually, I have something else for you to eat,” Conner pointed to the ground and told us to squat. “I want your hands behind your head, eyes and mouth open but not speaking, legs wide apart and resting on the balls of your feet with tits up and out,”

“Wow, you really are detailed,” Selena was impressed. Mother and I took the position right away. It was one we had taken several times at the pool, but Candy needed a little coaxing with the paddle to move her ass.

“I am fucking tired,” she complained that she had been tied up all day and danced all night and now she just wanted to rest. “Do what you want to me,” she moaned. “I’ll eat the French Fries or even Butter off a biscuit from my ass if you want but let me have a little rest, you meanie butt!” she stuck her tongue out at my brother.

He ignored it and said, “You will eat the fries; but while you squat, I thought I’d treat the employees since the girls paid for deluxe training and it usually does come with a happy ending,” my brother snapped his fingers and five young teenage boys emerged from Krystal’s still wearing their restaurant uniforms and aprons. They were smiling and most of them already had their pants unzipped.

He said we had to suck their cocks and not let them cum UNTIL we completely emptied our asses of everything that had been packed inside. “Then I will tell you when to spit the cum onto the fries and let you graze on your Poutine until it is all gone – every bit.”

“Pooty tang? What the fuck is Pooty tang? Sir” Candy sneered like my brother didn’t know what he was talking about.

“Poutine is the word for fries with cheese on them in Canada,” my brother explained once again in his nerd know-it-all voice. I much preferred when he stopped talking that way and spoke more plainly, but I don’t think he could help it when someone was wrong about something – it just came out that way.

“I am Southern by grace of God and this here is America, Sir.” Candy smiled that, “We don’t have much use for fancy words here. We just call ‘em Cheese Fries,” she smirked like the sassy country wench she was.

“Fine,” my brother chuckled and told her we would be eating, “Dick cheese on fries until we can’t gobble no more,” and asked if that was better.

“You ain’t Southern but you is learnin’, Sir,” she seemed surprisingly good natured. Almost as if the beating she had endured around the parking lot had unlocked some endorphins or some chill-out hormones and made her less feisty – at least for now. She was drenched in sweat and soda and her body was bruised and red all over. I was sure mine was too.

“Ladies, your meal is waiting on the picnic table,” my brother offered the twins politely that he set it up for them while they waited. “You’ve been really considerate to help me train them and I hope they learned something from this. I suspect not, and that they will need further beatings but we will see,” he invited them to watch the final part of our training tonight.

“There are five of you and only three mouths so tell you what,” he said he had more girls on the truck and he would let them pick any one of them they wanted while we squatted out the fries.

“Master,” I offered before he could bring them over to the truck “Why walk that far when you have nine holes here?” I pointed between my legs and told him I’d be happy to let one take me from the front and one from behind if they didn’t feel like walking.

“Oh, I am sure you would my little nympho,” Conner smiled at me that I had been so agreeable.

“The more the merrier,” I said.

“I used to think the difference between rich girls and southern girls was that rich girls say ‘You can come’ and southern girls say ‘Y’all can come,’” Candy mused but looked at me with a new appreciation that this didn’t apply in our case.

“You boys want my Sister or what is back in the truck?” my brother played up his reference to Monty Hall from the old game show “Let’s Make a Deal” but it was lost on these young guys.

“Is Savannah available?” Wayne the pimply faced cashier who had a thing for my cousin was the first to ask. My brother shook his head and said that, “My sister lies all the time, but she just said she was entertaining her step father right now,” but he assured him there were other pretty girls back there to choose from.

“That’s okay,” Wayne wasn’t taking any chances. “Do you mind though if I have Candy Devine?” He looked at me apologetically like he may have hurt my feelings. I was actually kind of relieved but I pretended that it was a real disappointment not to get banged by him. He explained she had been a Senior when he was a Freshman and he had always wanted to fuck her.

“Why Wayne?” Candy smirked and gave me a look like a Canary that had just ate the entire Cat. “You should have said something back then!”

“I mean,” Wayne became shy and nervous “I would never walk up and just talk to you. You were dating all those tough Football players and big guys,” he smiled bashfully.

“That didn’t do me much good,” Candy told him skeptically that they were all full of themselves and none of them could keep jobs once they got out of school. “All those muscles turn to pot belly,” she grinned and told him that her sister was really into Conner. “He is a nerd like you,” she flashed him what looked like a genuine and flirtatious smile and said there may just be something to nerd boys. “You are smart and know how to treat women,” she held her mouth open for him to come to her adding “Plus, unlike Peapod you actually have a fucking real job and not just strip club D.J. part-fucking-time,” she mused.

“If you don’t mind I would like to fuck you from behind and someone else can use your mouth?” Wayne stuttered his request politely.

“Pussy or you wanting in my asshole?” she asked him. Candy had a naturally confrontational way of asking questions and she could see that Wayne was not sure if she was going to snap his head off if he said the wrong thing. She clarified, “Reason I ask is I have to squat out all these fucking Fries so unless you mind that you can have my pussy?”

“Get a room why don’t you?” Hector and Victor were like Magpies on the sidelines watching the fast food workers and teasing them. They sat beside their girlfriends while the young men paired up with us.

Wayne’s best friend Flick wasted no time sticking his cock in my mouth. He had me previously and he was clearly happy with that. I think he even thought that we were somehow dating. I didn’t want to give him the wrong impression that I had feelings for him but he didn’t give me much chance to talk. He started holding the back of my head and pushing me down to the so that my mouth hit the base of his dick. I gagged a bit but over the past few days I had gotten somewhat used to deep throating cocks.

Candy and my mother were allowed to stand up and grab their knees so they could suck one dick in front of them and let someone fuck them from behind.

“You said we aren’t supposed to let them cum until we drop everything in our ass,” Candy took her mouth off the dick in front of her to clarify how that was supposed to work now.

“Don’t EVER take your mouth off a dick until you are instructed, or the man pulls out and is finished,” he chastised her and clarified that as soon as the guy in back came to get in the same position as I was and let it drop.

“Right here on this fucking sidewalk?” Candy scrunched her nose at the thought of it but she already knew the answer to her question. She did manage to ask the question with the dick she was sucking hanging out of her mouth.

“Gross!! I can see it,” Vanessa and Selena were recording us on their cell phones as the fries dropped out a few at a time. We couldn’t help it as air escaped, it made gross farting noises; which in the silence of the night – I had to admit was kind of funny myself. Flick couldn’t hold out that long and he shot his load before I finished and pulled out. He was done with me and didn’t want to even look at me.

I smiled – I was spared having the awkward, “Flick, I sucked your cock in front of your work but I don’t really like you,” conversation – lol.

My brother demanded to know if I had finished releasing all the fries.

“I haven’t Master,” I apologized and said I was so sorry.

“Stand up, keep your hands behind your head and bend at the waist,” he insisted on inspecting my asshole with two fingers to make sure I wasn’t lying. “You could just be wanting to squat there and hold that warm cum, rolling it around on your tongue like a little cum goblin,” he suggested my love of semen was so great I’d pretend I still had stuff in my ass just to draw this out further.

“I am a dumb slut Sir,” I admitted as he probed my ass deeply and without any regard for how hard he jammed his fingers up there, “But I know that you would check my ass to make sure I am not lying.”

“The fact that I am vigilant and check up on you never stopped you from trying to get away with this kind of shit before,” Conner chastised me. I have to admit that now that Mom was playing this same role I really believed I had tried to get away with things in the past and the line between who I really was and what we were play acting grew even more blurry and muddled.

“I thank you for that vigilance sir, and in exchange offer my service as your pet and slut,” I opened my mouth instinctively waiting for him to stick it in to clean.

“There is cum dripping from your lips,” he said in disgust and told me that my mouth was dirty enough normally that he’d be wiping his fingers in my hair and not getting Flick’s cum all over them.

“Thank you, Master,” I smiled that there was more for me.

My mother hungrily gulped the dick in front of her while the boy behind her finished quickly and stepped off. Mom squatted down without loosening her lips around the cock and guided the boy using her face to get off so that she could get into proper position and put her hands behind her head. Cum was dripping from between her thighs.

“Fuck!” the focus was on Candy when she complained the boy she was sucking off came early. “That wasn’t my fault. I was going slow and not even doing a great job sucking him,” she looked over her shoulder at Wayne “This skinny little fucker is holding out,” she knew my brother would punish her just like me.

“Sorry Candy,” Wayne said that it just takes him a long time to cum.

“You don’t need to apologize to a slut like Candy,” my brother patted him on the back and whispered in her ear.

She reached around behind her back and started playing with Wayne’s ass and then slid her fingers down the back of his jeans. I heard him say “N-n-nooo!” as she popped a finger up his ass and then seconds later he was cumming and zipping up his pants.

Mom was still sucking the boy in front of her and she asked if Master would check her ass. “Please Sir? I think I am finished and I’d like to stop teasing this boy and let him have a release,” she pleaded.

He told mom to raise up but keep her hands behind her head like I had done and he inspected her asshole. “Very good – nothing in there. You may finish him off,” Conner sounded proud of his mother.

“You two beasts can learn something from a well behaved slut like Pat,” my brother using my mom’s first name sounded completely foreign and I think he knew that as well.

“Stand up with your hands behind your head and get tit to tit all three of you,” he ordered us to press our boobs together and then kiss each other – mixing the cum from one mouth to the other. “Each of you get about equal parts and hold your mouth open so I can see it,” he inspected our mouths and held our noses closed while he tried to look in with very little light.

Most of the boys had gone back to the kitchen. The orgasm had been all they needed to be satisfied and so went back to focus on finishing out their shift. My brother had given them all cards for 10% off “services” at the car wash if they came by. He offered the same cards to the Hispanic couples watching us while they finished their food, but the girls had insisted that they would not be coming by.

“I’ll be sleeping in,” Vanessa chuckled and then glared at her boyfriend that he better not find the time to stop by the pool while she did.

“If I did it would just be to say hello,” Victor said playfully and the two of them flirted back and forth. He was definitely frisky and horny from watching us and she enjoyed keeping him that way.

“You definitely are mean and strict,” Selena observed with a kind of reverence she hadn’t displayed earlier towards him.

“You have to be with sluts like this,” Conner observed and she nodded in agreement.

“I can actually see that,” she watched as he made us spit the cum on each other’s fries before getting back into the same position we had taken earlier in the night with our tits resting on the sidewalk and hands behind our backs holding our ass cheeks wide. Candy made the traditional “hock” sound over mine as she left a big gob of spit for me to lap up.

“Chins down,” he instructed us to gobble every bit because there would be no breakfast because we’d be up at the crack of dawn to start our day.

“Crack of dawn?” Candy was eating the fries with a look of frustration and disgust and added “More like crack of MY ass! That is about an hour away,” she complained.

“An Hour?” Selena and Vanessa panicked that their father would be awake by the time they got home and hurried Hector and Victor away. “Good bye Conner,” Selena said it was nice meeting him. “I don’t envy how hard you have it with those two bitches,” and she glared at my mother as the two girls hustled to their Boyfriend’s car.

“Tu madre es una puta fea!” Vanessa spat on my mother’s tits and then ran behind her sister. They could only wiggle awkwardly in the tight skirts and carry their shoes.

“Take off the dresses you can run faster,” Hector called after them – he was athletic and could easily catch up.

“Fuck you,” Vanessa and Selena flipped him off and they were peeling out and down the highway before my brother would even give us permission to stop licking the sidewalk clean and get in the truck.

“You forgot to punish me for disobedience earlier, Master” I was still in show mode and the part of me that is a rule follower made me remind my brother that I had failed to follow instructions. I had let Flick cum in my mouth before I fully emptied the contents of my ass on the sidewalk.

“No, I did not forget,” Conner smirked.