Chapter Seventy-Eight

If I Put Two Quarters in Your Ears You Will Listen To Fifty Cent

“Where the fuck have you been, shit-for-brains? You arrived just in time – I keep telling Ted to close down a little early and not try to play out this charade any longer. You can watch him as he hands over this operation to me and undresses!” Daisy’s cruel welcome was addressed at a shirtless Lloyd. Lloyd was as always smiling, oblivious and happy – with his arms draped across the seat cushions like a King in his chariot in the backseat of the Bentley. “Lloyd just lazing the fuck around in that tranny-fags beat up whore car – I keep telling Ted to close down a little early and not try to play out this charade any longer. You can watch him as he hands over this operation to me and undress so I can march his pussy ass home and in the trailer for Maw-Maw to have a gander at what he has to tuck between his legs!”

Daisy turned to Ted and openly mocked him with her knees locked together dancing awkwardly “MAN-GINA!” she laughed in Ted’s direction “I’d fuck me!” she quoted in a very sexy but masculine way as if from a movie.

Ted didn’t answer and neither did Lloyd. The driver of the Bentley was the first person to dare tell her to “Oh shut up, you don’t make a very good Buffalo Bill – I do!” and she guffawed “And honey, I always puts the lotion on my skin – and if you are a good girl, you’ll get the hose again – before it gets snipped off”

“Fuck off Terry!” Daisy didn’t even look in the sexy bombshell driving the car’s direction when she dismissively responded.

Terry used to be a football starter that went to high school with Ted and Daisy. She has obviously had breast enlargement, hormonal treatment and been living as a woman –with a dick-- for the last seven years. Terry’s face was still a little masculine but under that long blonde hair, sultry pink lips and a very fair complexion – she definitely turned heads.

She was wearing a nearly see-thru tank top and an extra short mini-skirt as she answered for Lloyd.

“Lloyd’s been earning money, honey!” as Lloyd and her stepped out of the car to sashay over to Ted. I noticed Lloyd was wearing a “man-thong” resembling a Tuxedo with a white bow-tie around his cock. “C’mon with me, sugar,” she coaxed my muscular cousin over to the D.J. booth.

Terry slapped a twenty dollar bill down on the wooden bar that went around the D.J. booth for my brother saying, “Play all about that bass, honey! Because I am ALL about that bass!”

My brother wasted no time changing the music over from a country-rock standard to the bouncy pop song.

Because you know

I'm all about that bass

'Bout that bass, no treble

Yeah, it's pretty clear, I ain't no size two

But I can shake it, shake it

Like I'm supposed to do

'Cause I got that boom boom that all the boys chase

Daisy followed with a look of confidence. “Hah, unless it’s eight hundred dollars I don’t think it matters much – but I do look forward to my cut of your money,” she answered dismissively.

“It’s a bit more,” Terry spread out some hundreds to reveal Lloyd earned 2,650 dollars today. “A fifty, how did that get in there? Lloyd honey, do you want that or should I throw it out?” Terry was being posh but playfully catty – she was joking about the fifty.

I would describe the look on Ted’s face for you. I really would if words had been invented to help you imagine it.

I’ve memorized the look on his face because it was truly priceless, but after a dozen attempts to describe it – I came up with only this:

You know that look on a nine year old’s face when he walks down to the living room and believes Santa Claus left him everything he ever wanted? The tree is all lit up and there are so many presents there, all wrapped up neatly, that were not there the night before? And there is one cookie missing from the ones he left out the night before – which just CONFIRMS for him that Saint Nick must have been there and magically made everything alright?

Well double that.

Then combine it with someone who just got off the “Anaconda Super Butt Rolling Spinner Extreme Roller Coaster with extra Gyroscopes™” at an amusement park after a really long and scary ride and are realizing they are safe and nothing bad happened to them.

Then put a smug, but scruff look of self-satisfaction on top of both of those.

Then have someone PRETEND they aren’t making that face and act like it’s no big deal, but do a really poor job of it because they can’t contain their excitement and/or relief.

“I don’t think I have to tell you what happens next?” Ted had the look of a cat who triumphantly ate two canaries and didn’t care that his humans knew when addressing his sister.

“Teddy!” Daisy was well aware of the expectation and the look on her face was also priceless.

Daisy has a big face and heavy chin. I want to describe the look she had as well, but there were so many different emotions flashing across her face at one time I can only tell you about the most satisfying.

It was that look that shifts from smug confidence that you own the entire world’s balls and have a firm grasp on them, that shifts to you realizing that you just lined up the world’s cock to be shoved into your mouth.

Daisy began stalling, by insisting that any money Lloyd made wasn’t part of the deal because he was off property. She listed off several other reasons and excuses she could think of, but Ted called her out for stalling. “He can tell us how he made the money after you get naked – you do understand that was the term of the bet? I own your ass and you work for me until the end of the day.”

“You know this bet is silly,” she said while looking around at the others for support. “It was absurd – I mean, look at Savannah and Ellen? The jokes gone far enough.”

“WHIP –THEM – OUT!” the Wrestler was extremely excited to see Daisy’s massive tits on display.

“Yeah, let’s see those big old biddies,” Terry promised by holding the bottom of her tank top, “I’ll show you mine, if you show me yours,”

“Okay, what if I just let you have my share of the money and call it even? This shit is not cool and Ted you know I can’t do this! I have to think of my kids!” Daisy demanded stormily – her eyebrows knotting as she held up her hands in stop motion.

“I think you CAN do it, you MADE the bet!” Ted chuckled dismissively. “What did you tell me the other day? No matter how big your cock is, it doesn’t matter when your luck runs out? Well, let’s see how big your dick is.”

“You and what army is going to make me strip right now? There is twenty minutes left – let’s call it a draw and I will give up my earnings – half of my earnings!” She was negotiating now.

“You lost the bet and you know how Senior feels about people who don’t want to make good on their promises,” Ted smiled.

“Senior isn’t here!” Daisy gasped desperately. The panic in her voice was made somewhat comical by the bouncy pop song playing over the loud speakers.

If you got beauty, booty, just raise 'em up

'Cause every inch of you is perfect

From the bottom to the top

“Junior is though,” a voice I hadn’t heard in a while spoke from behind us and everyone turned when they heard it. “I like to visit at the end of the day when all the local yokels have finished up. I was just walking over and was about to tell Conner to stop playing that pop music horse shit and go back to some real country music, but I think it suits you.”

My brother had a star struck look on his face that read, “Wow, Junior actually knows my name?”

“Jes-uhss Christ,” Junior’s country accent sounded truly genuine and soft-spoken as he asked “What happened to subtle? You got all these naked women running around here like it was fucking spring break 1989 all over again.”

I wasn’t sure what happened in 1989 but I could imagine naked girls with big hair, big tits popping out, bangle earrings and lots of Van Halen music at a much newer version of the Seminole Swimming Pool Complex – sort of like a Budweiser Beer Commercial.

Junior was dressed in simple denim overalls, his jet-black hair was slicked back and he looked more like a country-farmer than he did the owner of the trailer park. He smiled quietly and said, “Well, it looks like my niece is ready to play ‘make a deal’ rather than fulfill her end of the bet?”

Delilah was standing next to me while we watched this and whispered “What is the big deal? Who wants to see the fat broad’s boobs anyway?”

I could tell it was just a little too loud because other people snickered and looked our way. I whispered conspiratorially with a big smile “Oh, I Do – I definitely do!”

“Sure, I’ll deal – that’s all I wanted. I wasn’t trying to get out of it – I just wanted to keep the show moving,” Daisy lied and back pedaled now that Junior was present.

“I don’t see how we can believe you’ll hold up your end to any bargain or bet you make if you won’t keep it. I don’t believe my father ever had a problem paying out when HE lost a bet – do you?” Junior may have looked like a country farmer but he could speak like a slick city lawyer.

“Fine,” feeling surrounded on all sides, Daisy started to take her top off when Delilah of all people stopped her with a shout. We were all shocked this new comer intervened.

“Sluts take their bottoms off first,” she corrected with a wry, strawberry wine country accent.

Daisy stared daggers at her and unsnapped her shorts and started to step out of them.

The first thing I noticed was that her ass was thick and seemed to be so well-packed into her shorts that I could heard a “Ta-Dow” as it burst out when she took them down. The second thing I noticed was she had a tweety-bird tattoo near her crotch. She still had on a pair of striped panties as she crowed “I had better get these back at the end!”

“All the way off, let’s see what we got!”

“Was the bet for all the way nude or just in a bikini? These panties are fine!” Daisy started moving the goal posts for the bet and protesting the cell phone pictures being taken by some of the watchers. “I am trying to build a respectable life and this is going to kill my chances at that – you all don’t have anything to lose though.”

“I believe your trainer told you to take those panties all the way off and then the top.” Junior reminded her with no room for misunderstanding him.

Daisy started to take off her top when a crop from near the D.J. both swung out and smacked her hand, “bottoms off first,” my brother chimed in.

Daisy gave him a dirty look as if he betrayed her but she bent over and removed the panties revealing a very hairy pussy.

“God damn, Chewbacca!” Ted laughed at the thick afro-like hair on her pussy “O.J. - We need a bush-hog to trim that tree!”

Odd-Jobs and S.S. had recently shown up to collect the day’s receipts and divide up the loot but were obviously staying to watch the spectacle.

The music Daisy had to strip down to was perfectly fitting for her plus-size thick-body

Yeah my mama she told me don't worry about your size

She says, "Boys like a little more booty to hold at night."

You know I won't be no stick figure silicone Barbie doll

So if that's what you're into then go ahead and move along

When Daisy unleashed the twin-cannons on her chest by removing her shirt there was some applause from the watchers who cheered her on. She stood there in tennis shoes until Ted told her to kick even those off and come kneel in front of him. If I wasn’t mistaken, she started to swivel her hips to the music and then stopped herself when she realized she was dancing along to the catchy tune.

"Puppies!!!!!" + "Bra & Panties! Bra & Panties! Bra & Panties!!" The Wrestler exclaimed and I was sure someone yelled “Gazongas!” as well. There wasn’t much activity at the pool, but the half a dozen or so people still there were all watching too.

She did so, patronizing him and rolling her eyes. Ted insisted she take him seriously and to kick her legs out further while interlacing her fingers behind her head.

“Oh yes, Sir! Right way,” she smirked.

Ted bent down and attached a black leather collar to her neck, “We are all out of pink ones, but this one looks good on you.”

“C’mon guys, no more pictures,” Daisy sighed as the cell phones from the Leaner and the Wrestler stayed out. Donger was there as well and he wasted no time taking one snapshot.

Daisy’s nipples were so large and round, and the nubs on her tits were so big that Ted described them as “It’s like two Mega-Nipples!” tweaking them with his fingers. I think he was seeing if she was going to snap at him. She let him pinch them.

“Oh Crystal,” Ted smirked playing calling her, “My little sugar plum – come over here and bring a marker – I want you to show that Daisy is open for business.”

Crystal didn’t have to be told twice. She quickly sashayed over and applied red-lipstick to Daisy’s mouth – ringing it extra thick and holding her chin up. Then she wrote in black magic marker “WH” on the left cheek of her face and “RE” on the right. The cell phones caught it all.

“Ted!” Daisy indignantly protested, but everyone was too busy chuckling.

“You can call your betters Sir – and you will do that – now turn around and touch your toes!”

“I can’t bend that way!” she insisted nearly in tears, adding “Sir” for the first time.

“S.S.? You are strong, can you help my lovely sister assume the position?” Ted asked for the help of Odd-Job’s tall henchmen, but it wasn’t needed. Daisy stood up and turned around, kicking her legs apart and falling nearly face first trying to bend over without bending her knees.

“Harder than it looks?” Crystal smiled sweetly and bent down between Daisy’s legs to apply the same “WH” and “RE” to her right and left ass cheeks, before pulling apart her ass crack and putting the red O in between.

“Harder than it looks?” The Watcher was leaning against the garbage can and added, “That’s what SHE SAID!” laughing at his own joke.

“So how much for her to suck muh DICK!” The Wrestler was growing impatient.

“You don’t want me, Sir!” Daisy offered meekly with her head between her bare legs. “You’ve got all these pretty young girls!”

“"By the time I'm done with you, you're gonna be saying my name backwards!!” The Wrestler promised! “I want to jump on the BOUNCE – HOUSE!!”

“I like that – Cricket in the Jerk in the Box, and you are the Bounce House – write that on her belly!” Ted laughed.

My Aunt didn’t ask for clarification – she used the magic marker to write “Bounce House” on Daisy’s belly.

“That better not be permanent marker!” Daisy demanded –forgetting to say Sir.

“It is – but that’s what you wrote Nigger Lover with on Ellen’s ass. I am sure you know it comes off eventually – if you scrub hard enough.”

“Ted...Sir? What will I tell my husband? I will play along for the next twenty minutes, but I have to go home – he will see me when we go to bed.”

“First, we are here until I say we are done for the day – the bet was until the end of the day,” Ted chuckled and added, “You should have thought about what Meth-Head Bill would say when you agreed to the bet. You WILL be going inside that way.”

“But? That isn’t fair. It was just up until the door,” Daisy wasn’t pretending – she totally hated this and her ordeal had just begun.

“Fair is lemonade stands, ice cream and roller coasters – this is REAL LIFE, bitch!” I laughed and slapped her ass hard – there was a louder than expected -CRACK- followed by a wonderful jiggle that delighted most of the guys.

“That must be jelly, because Jam don’t shake like that,” Catfish gave her a hard spanking on the other cheek as well.

"Right down the middle, daddy!" The Wrestler came dancing up and delivered a karate chop on the side of his hand right between her crack. Daisy physically grunted, but absorbed the Wrestler’s attack on her ass without falling over.

“I don’t think you understand,” Ted told her that she belonged to him –right now. “If I put two quarters in your god-damned ears – and tell you to listen to fifty cents you better well do it.”

“I didn’t know it was going to be this sexual and dirty!” Daisy tried to sound innocent – as if she were soaking up tears and sniffling while keeping her ass up and her face down.

“You didn’t?” Ted held his arms out as if feeling rain falling around him, “What the god-damned shit have we been doing all day? You didn’t worry about limits and rules when you were in charge – surely, you knew where that line was then? Well now you aren’t in charge and guess what? That line is your wide open snatch – now pull those cheeks apart so they can have a good look!”

“Okay, okay – you win, Sir! What is it you really want?” Daisy was talking to Ted – she complied and let her weight rest on her neck and head while she reached behind herself to pull her ass cheeks extremely wide. Her sweaty-round asshole was extremely large but surprisingly clean.

“I want a BJ, and it’d be nice to give you a poke – can she swallow or does she have to come and spit it out?” The Wrestler answered her. “The infamous Daisy Dukes – you used to be so fucking hot back in high school!”

I could hear the words “used to be” echoing in my head and wondered if that hurt her feelings the way it would have mine.

“She is full service – fifty bucks my friend and you can go all around the world,” Ted laughed.

“How much for just the BJ then?” I couldn’t see Daisy’s face but I could sense the humiliation when the Wrestler was haggling over fifty bucks.

“I would say that it’s worth a cool one hundred to be the first to break her in proper,” Junior held out a crisp one hundred dollar bill.

“Junior Sir? You are my Uncle!” Daisy’s protest seemed to fall on deaf ears. She remained naked before him as she was trying to get his sympathy and appeal to reason. This was the first time I had seen her do that.

“And for the next five to ten minutes you are my bounce house, now crawl or walk your fat ass into the men’s bathroom and no one better come in until I am done.” Junior handed the one hundred dollar Bill to Ted and looked him very seriously in the eye and then smiled.

“What will Senior say?” that was probably the person she cared most about finding out she was humiliated.

“I suppose he would say that you made a bet and you need to keep it – and he’d respect that!” Junior answered very seriously helping her to her feet.

“But my kids! Bill? And Maw-Maw?” Daisy protested.

“Will be just as surprised to see you come walking through that trailer door naked but won’t they be happy you have more than five hundred dollars in your fat little fingers to buy them dinner from today?” Junior answered her concerns without any sympathy –smacked her bulbous ass and started marching her across the pool deck.

We watched as a naked Daisy skittered across the nearly empty pool area with Junior slapping her butt and prodding her on. She was protesting and trying to offer alternatives all the way to the bathroom but Junior was having none of her excuses.

Then Ted announced to the rest of us while shaking a fist angrily in the air – but hiding a big shit-eating smile “Hey, just because we won the bet doesn’t mean it’s a STAYCATION for you sluts – get back to work. Try to bring in some business! God Dammit! What do you think I am running around here?”