Chapter Eighty-One

You don’t have to go home, but you can’t stay here

Daisy was still trying to make some side-bets and add some stipulations when the music was turned off at the DJ booth with a sudden and sobering Ka-chung. The few hangers on at the V.I.P. tent groaned and threw out the rest of their beers and put out their cigarettes. We had literally run out of potential customers at this point.

“I am going to totally make you mow my grass while you are my bitch!” Ted promised his sister.

“You sunavabitch, you don’t have any fucking grass in your yard –just sand and weeds!”

“Well, you are going to get out there and fucking cut it all nice and neat!” Ted threatened.

“Ted, why don’t you get things cleaned up and leave this to me,” Junior seemed tired of Ted’s interruptions and wanted to put some closure on his agreement. I could tell Ted was a little humiliated by Junior’s quiet way of dressing him down, but he brushed it off as if he had more important things to do.

“You don’t have to go home, but you can’t stay here!” Ted and Catfish shooed off the Wrestler and the Leaner, but hung around while Junior finalized this bet. I wasn’t going anywhere and stood between Delilah and Savannah, with our arms folded watching a naked Daisy have to answer to Junior.

“This is it, I don’t have time to jack around, you either shit or get off the pot,” Junior laid it all out. “I didn’t expect you to say tra-la-la, sure I’ll do whatever you say – but you know you are going to eat crow for a weekend, and one way or the other you are coming out with a lot of cash in your hand!”

“I might not have to do it at all if Maw-Maw tells me to stop,” Daisy made a duck-face as if thinking to herself what her next move would be. “I have to do EVERYTHING Crystal did, except for Ted can’t put his cock in me for the entire weekend. If we collectively earn 25,000 dollars, including today, then I win the Buckman; and if Maw-Maw tells me to stop before the weekend is over, then I win as well, right Sir?”

“As long as no one tells her you are doing this to win the Buckman from your brother, and you are doing it because you stole from the rest of us,” Junior wagged his finger, “and I said earned 25,000 dollars on Saturday and Sunday – doesn’t include anything made today.”

“How do I know that you won’t have me do all this stuff and then just say I didn’t win, Sir?” Daisy stood naked bent over slightly as the pool area emptied of regular people.

Junior stared at her in a way that reminded me of Delilah’s periods of silence. There was a coldness in his face that read “Do you really have to ask me that?”

“I know you are a man of your word, Sir!” Daisy looked terrified that she would have to go through with her performance, “It’s just my kids, and Bill and Maw-Maw and..”

“Oh for fuck’s sake!” I found myself blurting out like Savannah or Delilah might have “If I can flash my ass around then you can too!”

There was actually applause from Odd-Jobs and some of the others that I had spoken up.

“Fine, but no photos of this will be kept by anyone!” Daisy stipulated, as if this were non-negotiable.

“Bitch,” Ted held up his spiffy new phone and snapped a photo of her, “I don’t think that is going to be possible.”

Daisy flipped him the bird and sneered, “If I apologize to you, tell you I obey you – you are going to know I really don’t respect you though!”

“I don’t really care, as long as you do as you’re told and make me money,” Ted fired back.

“You are going to keep your end of the deal when I win? I want Crystal and her two squirts the entire year to be just as obedient as Crystal – none of this special protection you are giving Savannah and Ellen. They are my whores and you are as well! Ellen, Catfish, Conner, Ryan all belong to me!”

“Sorry,” Ryan chimed in, “I am going to go back to school after the summer, but sure – I’ll play along all summer – what about you Ellen? Will you be Daisy’s whore until your parents move?”

Suddenly, all eyes were on me. “How did this come down to me?” I almost wondered out loud.

“I don’t have a choice, if my parents move then I will be gone,” I stammered. I hadn’t thought about extending this beyond Sunday and I honestly wasn’t sure I could keep going the next two days.

“Well for fuck’s sake!” Savannah reminded me of my protest earlier of Daisy’s indecision.

“Fine, I’ll do whatever Savannah does for as long as we stay here, if my parents don’t find out,” I agreed.

“That is a lot of ifs,” Daisy didn’t seem satisfied and she snorted and wiped her nose.

“You are going to have to take it or leave it,” Junior reminded her that I was not the one who would get to decide if I stayed here in the park.

“Every one of you bastards will go down to Big Mike’s tattoo parlor and get a tattoo on your ass that says Daisy’s whores on Monday – every single one of you, Ted included if I win this – when I win this.” Daisy stated. “So that even if your mommy moves you to Connecticut, or wherever rich bitches like you move, then you will still know you belong to me for that year!”

“Well, I can’t agree to that,” Delilah spoke up “I am just here until my step-father says I ain’t.”

“That’s fine Kitten,” Daisy was surprisingly sweet to Delilah and nodded. It was the kind of fake nice smile a waitress does when you make her bring back your entire order at a restaurant though. I think Daisy was searching for an ally – anyone would do at this stage. I could sense Daisy felt like everyone had turned against her at this point.

“I’ll get a tattoo like that but I want a star and a Camaro coming out of the sun like Knight Rider!” Cricket chirped into the conversation.

“I’ll get my foot tattooed in your ass if I want it!” Daisy barked; but then softened when she saw no one supported her barking this time and said, “That would be fine – but it will say Daisy’s whore, and you will all come to me for the split at the end of the day, and not one word about what is fair – I will make sure you all get rich if you be my little bitches.”

It sounded like a fairly empty promise coming from a naked, collared woman standing on an empty pool deck with jizz in her hair.

I wasn’t sure about a tattoo, but everyone else seemed on board with it.

“Then Ted,” Daisy added a very serious “Sir” to the end of her addressing her brother, “I will agree to serve you and to the terms of bet.”

“Get down on your knees then and tell me you are sorry for being such a cunt of a sister,” Ted pointed to the ground.

Daisy already seemed to bristle with impatience at the arrangement but complied with her brother – kneeling with legs wide and exposed “I have been a cunt to you Ted, and for that I apologize sir. I am sorry I stole from you, I am sorry I lied to you, I am sorry I cheated you, I am sorry I broke your toilet at the trailer, Sir.”

“You did that?” Ted was surprised but almost laughed that she was the one who stopped up his toilet. He realized she was done speaking and waiting for him to say something official so he waved his hand as if with a magic wand in his most official voice as he made up the words, “Then I pronounce you my bitch and whore, and you shall be bound to my will!”

Daisy nodded and closed her eyes as if quietly accepting the decision.

“Oh thank fucking God,” Crystal broke her submissive persona for the first time, “I didn’t think I could keep that up for a minute longer.”

Ted put his arms around my Aunt to hold her and smiled, “Thank you baby, I know that was hard.” I could see Daisy’s face welling up with a look of betrayal and shock but she said nothing as Ted and Crystal embraced and smiled over their elaborate ruse.

“I knew it! I motherfucking knew you were faking!” Savannah pointed accusingly at her mom. We were all shocked, but Savannah was the one who seemed particular pissed she hadn’t been let in on the scam.

“Of course I was baby,” Crystal smiled and stood with her sassy lean as she admitted, “There was no way Daisy was going to agree to this unless she thought I was going to get the same thing she got! So I had to play it to the hilt! It wasn’t easy – Jesus, my asshole isn’t going to be the same after today.”

“You did make us a ton of money though, sweet heart,” Ted smiled and put his hand delicately under Crystal’s chin and thanked her. “You know what though, baby?”

“What, my love?” Crystal seemed to harbor no ill-will about the foul treatment she had received at his hands.

“You are still my whore for the next two days!” he reminded her with a growing sternness in his voice and grabbed her by the hair on the back of her head and held her hard so she couldn’t move.

“I know Sir,” Crystal stood back up straight, “I am ready to serve my time, just like these other bitches – you are the man, Sir!”

“I know I am!” Ted instructed us all to start breaking down everything for the day and dismissed us throwing Crystal forward so she could get back to work.

Everyone pitched in to help carry stuff, even Daisy who hadn’t been allowed to put on any clothes. She had negotiated for some “time outs” and I wasn’t sure how those were supposed to work but if she had too many than she automatically lost the bet.

“Let’s do this shit! I am fucking starvin’ like Marvin!!” Daisy tried to command the other girls and she managed to intimidate Cricket. She was still a big girl and she had a very big voice.

I was thinking she had no idea how this was going to go for her. She must have thought she was going to get special privileges at home just for being a Gaylord, or maybe she really felt Maw-Maw would put a stop to it. I didn’t feel all that guilty for hoping Maw-Maw didn’t say a word.

I wondered how I had come so far to accept my status so easily and hope Daisy had to share it – when I probably should have been hoping Maw-Maw would set ME free as well as all the other girls from a night of being laughed at.

“You’ve got cum in your hair – you can eat that!” Ted giggled an order.

“God-fucking damn it, Sir!” Daisy sounded frustrated, “You keep on and I’ll make sure you eat nothing but cum every day of the week.”

“That’s fine with me,” Ted smiled, “It’s only fair if you win – but I’ll leave you the choice, you can eat the cum out of your hair now or wait until you get home and do it in front of Maw-Maw!”

I didn’t hear her answer but I saw her pick up a bucket of toys and heft them over to the golf-cart grumbling to herself.

Savannah followed her mom around pointing fingers angrily and demanding she should have told her, while Crystal smugly walked in front of her putting away trays and stands. My Aunt just smiled and nodded knowingly while ignoring her daughter’s complaints.

Conner and Ryan carried the ice-chest and when my brother couldn’t lift the water-laden cooler Lloyd offered to help. “I got it, I got it,” and he did. He grunted and strained, and his ears turned red, but he picked it up with Ryan’s help. The two of them carried it over to the ‘Redneck Mud Pits” to drain, and empty out the trash that Catfish and Ted had thrown into it.

“When we get back to the trailer, and I finish searching you bitches, we’ll split the money and then serve dinner!” there was an elated cry of joy from the girls as Ted made his announcement and told us to line up at the golf cart.

There were now six girls and two guys to run out in front of the cart; Crystal, Savannah, Daisy, Delilah, myself, Cricket, and Ryan and Lloyd.

“I know you don’t think you are running home with your clothes on?” Ted asked us and there was a slight groan as those of us with bikinis started to take our clothes off. There wasn’t a girl who didn’t start ‘bottoms first’ though without being told.

Lloyd was the first one with his clothes off and he tossed them over his shoulder into the golf cart with very little concern whether his jeans made it in or not. He was rock hard, and smiled and jumped around like he was spry and full of energy.

Delilah didn’t hesitate to remove her bottoms either. I was surprised no one seemed to question her motivations to be here and why she was so compliant. I wondered if Ted even thought about it. It seemed so odd that her step-father would drop her off and just tell us to do whatever with her.

Delilah looked at me as I stared at her and shrugged, “Stare much?”

“Sorry! I was just thinking!” I giggled and started to undress.

“That’s half your problem right there, you think too much!” She tossed her clothes in the back of the golf cart with the others. She stood naked and barefoot in broad daylight, as if this were perfectly normal, wearing only her own steel collar –ready to run the length of the trailer park.

I had my swimsuit off quickly and handed them over to Delilah who tossed them into a small bucket on the back of the golf cart. She didn’t seem to mind being completely naked and barefoot at all - I was surprised how easily she seemed to roll with what we were doing, as if this were perfectly normal to be loaned out to some weird group of people at the pool area.

“Your butt plug is showing,” I teased her that I could see the rounded end of her larger plug.

Delilah reminded me in her sassy southern accent to “keep my eyes on my own ass.”

“Yes, Ma’am, I’ll do that, if’n I can,” my country accent must have seemed like sarcasm, because Delilah only regarded me with silence again. It was a lot easier to deal with the fact I would be running through the Buckman naked knowing at least everyone else was doing it and the humor definitely helped get through the ordeal.

“Is mine showing?” Cricket asked and looked behind her. The plug she had in her ass was shaped like a big black dick and stuck out a good six inches. It kept sliding out and needing to be adjusted. We both giggled at her and told her it was very discreet.

“You are still here?” Ted stopped to look at Cricket with disgust and climbed up into the front seat of the golf cart he shared with Odd-Jobs and S.S. He joked with my brother that there wasn’t enough room and he’d have to join “the other ladies.”

My brother didn’t take him seriously. Odd-Jobs had some long wooden branches that he had trimmed off a tree and told Conner to put them on our backs and tie our hands to them.

“Put Daisy up front like a fat ass Rudolph and have Crystal be her partner,” Ted insisted.

And we all shifted positions for him while he sang “Rudolph, with your lips so red, won’t you suck my cock tonight!” to the tune of Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer.

“Fuck this Sir!” Daisy protested but managed to phrase her defiance with the protocol we are supposed to use. “Why are we running NAKED through a trailer park with kids out of school and old people all over the place, they don’t want to see all this shit? Especially, Ryan and Lloyd running down the road with their hard-ons flopping this way and that?”

Catfish normally remained quiet but he interjected, “Trust me, everybody wants to see your big old titties and giant fat ass flopping this way and that!” which caused a few chuckles from the men seated in the golf cart.

I have to admit that when Daisy wore clothes, especially tight ones, you could see her as stout and chubby. Once I was able to get a good look at her shape without clothes, I would say her curves really exaggerate the fact that she looks like half her body is made up of ass and titties. I had heard O.J. once call her a “Brick shit house” and now I had a pretty good frame of reference of what one of those must be shaped like.

“I just don’t see why we have to do it naked, Sir?” Daisy’s whiny protest was addressed to anyone in the golf cart who wouldlisten.

“I didn’t hear your fat-ass question it when we were doing this stunt this morning,” O.J. countered.

“It was good advertising – get people following us TO the car wash. We were getting the girls blood pumping to start their day and old men’s dicks pumping to start theirs! This – this is just stupid!” she shot back with a dismissive and questioning frown.

“It isn’t stupid and you know why?” Odd-Jobs asked her and he insisted she answer him before he replied.

“Why sir?” she answered impatiently with her hands on her bare-hips.

“First, because it’s an order from your new owners – so anything we say is good and anything you say is stupid – is that understood?” Odd-Jobs insisted she reply to that as well.

“Yes sir, I hear what you are saying,” Daisy qualified her response in a subtle way, so it wasn’t an agreement but just that she had heard it.

“Secondly, it’s a publicity stunt – We get people talking, telling rumors and they start asking each other if they saw us. There isn’t a single sole who is going to call the law for indecent exposure and even if they did – those county boys wouldn’t get here until long after we are home. We get people to know you live in Glory Hill and they pay to subscribe to the cameras I’ve installed around there – premium subscriptions. When you are boss of the Buckman, you will be free to cancel this little tradition of ours.”

“Oh fuck no, you are going to walk and actually PULL my fucking golf-cart like a chariot of male gladiators to your Queen of Denial! Every one of you, with your dicks hanging out!” Daisy promised.

“It is pronounced the Nuh-ile!” Conner offered a correction.

“That’s what I said,” Daisy answered him ,“DUH-NILE.”

“It is called THE Nile River and it is a major north-flowing river in northeastern Africa, generally regarded as the longest river in the world. It is over 4,200 miles long and the only source of water in Egypt and the Sudan, and that water is also shared by eleven other countries!” Conner smacked Daisy’s ass and it looked like he hurt his hand on her massive buttocks but he played it off and continued, “DENIAL is also known as abnegation and is used as a psychological defense mechanism. It was postulated by psychoanalyst Sigmund Freud, in which a person is faced with a fact that is too uncomfortable to accept and rejects it instead, insisting that it is not true despite what may be overwhelming evidence – such as you are OUR bitch – you need to turn around, get in your fucking place, and shut your fucking mouth!”

“Well, God Damn,” Daisy seemed surprised but turned around and faced forward with her hands by her side, “some of us aren’t book smart and don’t know all that.”

Conner smacked her butt again, this time causing a slight ripple in the solid muscle of her bulbous ass, and told her “You will address me as your Sir, because I am your better.”

“YES SIR!”

I heard hoots and hollers of applause from the others and I joined in with a smirk on my face. “Way to go Sir!”

Conner winked at me and whispered in my ear. “I did a book report on the Nile in Fourth Grade. I don’t really know every river in the world.”

Conner positioned me so I would have Savannah as my partner. He put the log across my back and I joined the third row with her.

“Don’t you want to stand next to your NEW friend, Duh-lie-luh!” Savannah made no secret of scorn in her voice.

While it was true I had spent some time getting to know Delilah, I was totally shocked that Savannah felt like I had ignored her and was being serious when she said that. I even looked at her with a smile at first but I could see the fire in her eyes and knew that she was serious.

“Don’t worry, Suck-Vannah,” Delilah sneered from the second row and looked at her over her shoulder with a big smile on her face “I’ll eat your pussy later, too!”

They both glared at each other and put their hands on their hips while pouting out their upper lips at the same time. I had a feeling they were avoiding each other because they saw in each other what they hated most about themselves.

I couldn’t be more wrong, they laughed like old friends and when Ted told them to stop “horsing around” they neighed and whinnied while getting back in to position. Ted didn’t really care and told Conner to hurry it up and threatened once again he could join us if he wanted to.

My brother bound Savannah and I to the wooden branch. The bark was already starting to chafe my back and then he moved on to the second row where Cricket and Delilah were.

“Well, aren’t you the rough one, Suh,” Delilah flirted with him, but my brother didn’t look her in the eye as he finished binding her.

Once my brother moved on to do the guys behind us Delilah whispered a goofy joke that the boy tying her up hadn’t talked to her first, “That was rude!”

“He’s shy,” Savannah said out loud of my brother. “Spread your butt cheeks for him and let him take a good long gander at your back door and take a strong whiff, he’ll be panting like a puppy.”

Delilah, not missing a beat, looked over her shoulder as best she could and replied, “I would, but I am a little tied up right now. Would you mind pulling my cheeks apart for me? He is after all a boss of me, and he can take a look at my tight asshole any time he well pleases! Oh and while you are down there, would you mind giving my pooter hole, a sweet, little old, country kiss?”

I couldn’t tell if the two of them were fast becoming friends or enemies because the quips like that between them continued while Conner finished tying us to the person next to us. Then he ran a rope between our legs and around our waists to the person in front and behind us. He made sure to get it right on my pussy-lips and I smiled at him and winked sarcastically, “Thanks Master.”

“I’m tying it around the guy’s balls and cocks, so consider yourself lucky, sis!” he gave the rope a slight tug and I thought I was going to drop to one knee at the chafing, pain between my legs.

“This will teach you to work as a team – to run in unison - you are only as fast as the slowest fat-ass on the team,” Ted instructed us adding, “Daisy, that would probably be you.”

“Fuck you, Sir!” Daisy said as she stood front-forward in the first row of the chain of girls and guys. Daisy seemed to be stoically going along with things up to this point, but I felt that at any moment she was going to be pushed too far and bull-rush the golf-cart and knock it over. She hadn’t changed her tone or attitude – even though she was compliant with her orders on what she was supposed to do and allowed herself to be bound to my Aunt.

My Aunt Crystal was beaming proudly and told her, “Suck it up, we are going to be running fast enough – people will barely catch a glimpse.”

“They are fucking watching from their windows right now!” Daisy complained.

“Yeah, I see him, that guy jerking off in the third trailer window?” Crystal didn’t seem surprised at all and looked closely to try to identify him “That’s Mr. Jacobsen. I didn’t know he moved so close to Seminole – he must be doing well! HAY-YAY MISTER JACOBSEN! YOU SHOULD COME TO THE POO-OOL TOMORROW AND SEE US!” Crystal hollered at him.

He shut the window and disappeared quickly and Crystal giggled.

“You know when this trailer park is mine and my address becomes ONE SEMINOLE COURT, I am going to make you swallow all the shit you are dumping on me!”

“I ain’t dumping any shit on you that you didn’t already bring on yourself,” Crystal laughed “You are Teddy’s bitch now, and when WE are living in ONE SEMINOLE court would you like us to build you a little dog house outside or come sleep at the foot of our bed so you can hear him fuck me hard every night?”

Ted told the two of them to knock it off and Crystal answered gleefully returning to her clearly fake submissive persona, “Yes Sir! Sorry Sir!”

“Ryan and Lloyd, you two butt buddies enjoying being right at the end?” Odd-Jobs chuckled while Conner secured the final bindings to all of us like ponies on a stage coach.

“Yes Sir!! Butt buddies for life!” Ryan accepted his Uncle’s jokes without the least bit of chagrin.

“I’d high five you but...,” Lloyd joked about the wooden log binding the two of them together and they both chuckled.

“You know I should probably have had that new girl and Ellen in the back row – seeing your two asses all the way home isn’t a treat for us,” O.J. remarked mostly for humor.

“Hey now, I got a pretty nice ass too, Sir!” Savannah piped up with her sassiness.

“I know ya do, but he wants to see cute, tight little HOT asses, like ours,” Delilah’s voice was provocative but challenging at the same time – almost like a 900 sex line dominatrix. It was soft but dangerous.

“Hey, I can still kick, ya know,” Savannah tried to kick Delilah on her ass but because she was tied to me I jerked her back. They were just play fighting but Ted whipped out a fishing pole with a long cord on it and popped the three of us and then Cricket just for good measure for horsing around.

That stopped us from playing around – for a while.

“On Donner, Dasher, Prancer and Vixen,” Ted sang out cheerfully adding,” on Cocksucker, Asshole, and uh Crick-sen!”

“That’s me!” I heard Cricket exclaim – happy to be recognized.

The golf cart started up and Ted lashed out with that long fishing pole whip he had attached strands of leather to, to slap us on the butts and back, and we trotted off in a slow jog through the trailer park – completely naked.

They cranked up the stereo on the golf-cart as if we needed more attention from people who didn’t already know we’d be running past their house.

A guitar riff from an old, cheesy Whitesnake song started us off. I have to admit the pace of the beat made it easy to keep time with each other. Only Cricket seemed to have trouble with it as she struggled and choked on the rope.

I don't know where I'm going

But, I sure know where I've been

Hanging on the promises

In songs of yesterday

An' I've made up my mind,

I ain't wasting no more time

But, here I go again

Here I go again

I was surprised when the others actually slowed down their pace so she could right herself – I guess I thought they were so mean and callous to her that I thought they might keep running.

Ted didn’t care – he lashed out at her back with his whip and told her to keep “the fuck up or get the fuck out!”

“I’ll keep up Sir! I got this!” Cricket vowed stubbornly. I wasn’t exactly sure why she wanted to be a part of our dirty little circle so badly. She wasn’t given a cut of the profits and I wasn’t even sure she knew there was a cut of profits to be had.

It wasn’t long before Boogey showed up right behind us with his slow moving white van. He was honking and cheering us on. I could hear him over the music, “Fuck yeah, I love Whitesnake! Play Deep Purple, Man!”

“Did you ever imagine you and your mom would be running naked through the trailer park?” I whispered over to Savannah at the unusual and seemingly unlikely circumstances that put us here.

“Yeah, it’s my fucking dream. I stayed up every night just thinking about running in front of my own brother’s hard-on while my step-dad whips us like horses and watching Mr. Jacobsen beat off while we shake our asses past his trailer.” Savannah had a habit of using venomous sarcasm that made it impossible to tell if she was joking or about to bite your head off.

“No talking, Donkay!” Ted spoke in an Irish Brogue like Shrek and lashed out with his improvised whip across our backs and butts.

“You are getting me in fucking trouble,” Savannah whispered and stared daggers at me.

“Sorry!!” I whispered back – mindful of Ted’s whip.

“I don’t fucking care,” a smile emerged on her face like the clouds just parted from a radiant sun and brightened her face “I was gonna be in trouble anyway – I am just glad Daisy is gonna get a taste of her own medicine!”

“SHUT IT DUNKAY!” Ted’s Shrek accent was surprisingly right on the money as another whip slashed out across our asses. Don’t let the slender lash of strong fishing line fool you – it stings way worse than something much broader would.

“Owww, Fuck!” Savannah was caught mid-laugh by Ted’s whip and asked while gleefully chuckling about Daisy’s fate, “Why do you call me Donkey, Sir?”

“Cuz that Dunkay Ass!” Ted laughed like Shrek and swung the whip again urging us forward into the trailer park to the tune of “Here I go again”

An' here I go again on my own

Goin' down the only road I've ever known,

Like a hobo I was born to walk alone

An' I've made up my mind

I ain't wasting no more time...