Chapter Ninety-Five

Good morning to some of you – fuck you to the rest.

“Get up, butt-fuckers!” Ted was chipper and happy as he dumped a bucket of water on us – soaking the mattress and shocking us awake. “You slept in too late already!”

“Fuck! I was so warm,” Savannah groaned the loudest as she untangled herself from the pretzel of bodies between Delilah, myself, Lloyd, and Ryan. “I was dreaming I was choking the shit out of you after you poured water all over me,” she was half-kidding as she shook her head dry.

“Get your whore ass up and stop bitching, or I’ll make you a full service whore today – but who knows, you may just like that,” Ted grinned sheepishly. It was actually a relief to hear him warn us that way – it meant we didn’t have to actually serve as full whores.

Then I started to realize I would still have to serve as pretty close to one and my mom was there. I wanted to believe her visit had all been a dream but Savannah said, “Ellen’s mom going to work with us today?”

“If Patricia gets her lazy ass up and does as she is told – that’s fine with me,” Ted said that Odd-Jobs had told him all about it. “That bitch isn’t going to get any special treatment from me,” I wasn’t sure if he said that for my benefit or not – but it sounded almost like a threat.

My speculations about what was going on hadn’t ended after mom had closed the door last night. I spent most of the night tossing and turning over what would happen this morning, when I wasn’t listening to Savannah fuck my so-called boyfriend. I knew Ted didn’t actually give a damn what my mom thought – so his reaction didn’t surprise me.

Ted made it clear no one got “special treatment” and I think that was his way of hinting to me – that I wouldn’t be spared from showing my ass around her. I had come to that conclusion on my own when they dressed me up in ribbons and heels. I just wondered when my mom would explode and what my reaction was going to be. We needed this money so badly - but there was no way she was going to go along with this.

This was going to be devastatingly bad and I knew it – but I couldn’t bear to think about it.

I didn’t have time to think about that revelation and over-analyze it, the way I normally chewed on some new worry, because Conner untied our feet and forced us up with our hands still tied behind our back. This all started to feel like a car that was careening out of control at 120 mph with no one at the wheel. It seemed like two days was so short a distance that I had almost got away with everything without my parents knowing.

Mom would know everything – and she would tell Dad. There was no way she couldn’t? She would put a stop to this and with it – our chances at getting enough money to get out of this forsaken trailer-hell! I wasn’t sure what was worse – the fact I was actually afraid of her reaction or a part of me didn’t want her to stop it?

“Mom won’t run to the pool naked!” I blurted out as I tried to shake the sleep from my eyes and the worries came bubbling up. I should have framed things in a much more lucid and intelligent way – but that was the best I could do. It came out whiny and petulant and I couldn’t help it.

Ted smacked my ass hard and reminded me to call him Sir or Master. “Then your mom ain’t going to the fucking pool – it’s as simple as that. You play by the rules and you get rich – you fuck around and want all this special treatment and you don’t get shit! Don’t like it? Tough titties – thems the break little girl.”

“I want special treatment – let me stay the fuck home, today Sir!” Savannah groaned with her half-wry version of sarcasm.

“Sure – you can serve Bill, Gene, and Damian with Maw-Maw today,” Ted smiled evilly, “but don’t expect much of a share of the earnings.”

“Fucking asshole,” she whispered and remained in place as she was.

“What?” Ted cocked an eyebrow ready to pound her ass for being sassy this early in the morning.

“Fucking asshole, Sir!” she said out loud while springing to her feet with a crisp, fluid motion that caused her perfect tits to bounce and her ass cheeks to jiggle slightly as she stood at attention for him.

Ted was in good spirits this morning and smacked her on the ass before telling my brother to make sure we had our butt plugs in before bringing us outside and then leaving to get himself some breakfast before we left.

“Naked?” Conner asked as Ted turned to leave.

“You are a Master now,” Ted offered magnanimously suggesting, “you can tie little ribbons and bows to their tits and clits if it pleases you – just have them outside lined up like a team of ponies in five fucking minutes – I really don’t give a shit.”

My brother got us to our feet and prodded us down the hallway. The girls were supposed to wear heels but Lloyd and Ryan didn’t have to. Savannah protested the unfairness as she stepped into a pair of four inch heeled shoes, “I am more comfortable bare-footed.”

“You can wear the heels shoved up your ass or on your feet – your choice,” My brother said with a certainty that shut Savannah up – she wore them on her feet.

The bathroom door had been removed and the plumbing no longer worked, but I could have sworn I saw Gene sitting on the toilet masturbating - with a look of shock on his face as we jogged past him into the kitchen.

Ordinarily, seeing someone masturbating may have shocked the hell out of me – but it just made me crack a smile at the thought of him being caught red-handed. If only my brother had stopped at the door and let us point and laugh!

Delilah and Savannah were giggling as well – they had seen it too, but I was in full panic mode at this point and unable to think about anything but my mother. My mom was supposed to be joining us – and what was she going to do or say when she saw us naked in high heels?

My brother opened the closet door that Maw-Maw had been stuffed into. She was wide awake and her massively-oversized nipples were streaked with milk as it dripped down her chest. She didn’t seem surprised or eager to leave the closet.

“Where is the red ribbon I saw you sewing with?” he demanded.

“The brocaded, red ribbon is in my bag, Master,” Maw-Maw answered plainly. “Would you like me to fetch it for you?”

“No, I will get it,” Conner didn’t sound the least bit sympathetic to the woman who had spent the night standing up in the closet.

“Would you mind if I put condoms on my nipples, Master?” she explained they would capture some of the milk she was giving so that it could be sold or used by Daisy’s baby today.

“Later,” Conner shut the door on her face and fetched the ribbon. He began cutting it with a kitchen knife and tied off bows around our nipples. Sarah asked if she could help and was delighted when he told her she could tie bows with it around the boys’ cocks.

“Make sure you tie their ball sacks up tightly,” Conner made it seem like an arts and crafts project as he fingered Delilah’s clit to the point it stuck out slightly. Once he had it pulled out he wrapped ribbon around it, and then tied it once around her waist and then between her legs like a G-string. It didn’t cover much – but almost all of her ass crack was no longer visible.

Conner had learned that with girls like Delilah and I you could flip our clits up and out, almost like a light switch, until you had something to tie up. He had more trouble with Savannah because her clit disappeared deep into the mysteries of her sex – but it didn’t stop him from trying.

Sarah giggled with delight as she wrapped their cocks up with the ribbon and then attached left-over Christmas bows that had been in Maw-Maw’s crochet bag on their cock heads.

The porch door swung open and I nearly jumped out of my skin. I knew it had to be my Father to make things even worse! How would I explain this? My stomach was already doing double-back flips agonizing over what I would say to my mom or more importantly what SHE would say to me.

Instead, it was Odd-Jobs walking in to complain we had already overslept. “I like it – I told Ted I didn’t want you running completely naked through the Buckman – this gives a hint of something to see,” he complimented my brother on his ingenuity.

I knew he was probably trying to hide our nudity for my mother but it didn’t seem like it was going to be enough – my nipples were elongated and the pink around the nubs was still fully visible – she would NEVER go for this.

“There is someone waiting for you in the closet,” Conner said while staying focused on attaching the ribbons to my cousin’s clit the way he had Delilah. I wanted him to hurry up and do me – because my mom was bound to walk out of her bedroom at any moment. I silently wished for her to oversleep or forget all about working at the pool.

We had just Saturday and Sunday to go – and then my obligation would be over. There would be pictures of me down at the pool floating around on Facebook and the Internet for years. Most likely I’d have to dodge them and rumors – but if I could just make two more days without my parents finding out – I felt I was fairly safe.

“I don’t give a shit about Daisy,” Odd-Jobs informed my brother plainly. “Other than she needs to be out here and ready to make us money.”

“She is,” Bill stood over her with a leash in his hands. His wife was on all fours with a red rubber Kong dog toy in her mouth in the nude. She looked angry but compliant and naked. She had obviously heard him talking about her as if she was a commodity but was in no position to complain. Bill walked her across the kitchen to join us and told her she could stand “if you want to.”

Daisy stood up and waited her turn for the ribbons and mumbled something about the dog toy in her mouth – which Bill dutifully removed as if it was his mistake he left it in.

It had seemed she was submissive – but clearly she still ruled Bill, even if it looked like he had every advantage.

“I see Daisy has in a nice butt plug,” he looked her up and down while she glared back at his amused face. If he saw the expression on her face he didn’t say anything about it and continued to look at the BBW’s ample curves, “You don’t have any plugs in the others yet?” he asked my brother, who told him there hadn’t been time.

“Don’t worry – you can make a show of putting them in for the tricks. I want them plugged all day!” he patted my butt and asked me if I was ready to make some money.

I wanted to tell him about mom and beg him not to let her participate but I just nodded like a dumb-bunny and he told me, “That’s my girl.” before walking over to the closet to see what was waiting for him. His eyes nearly popped out when he saw Maw-Maw standing there waiting for him.

“It’s about fucking time,” is all he said.

“I am sorry Master, I was foolish and vain,” she answered.

“You always were,” he smiled. “This time you think will be different?”

“I certainly hope not, Sir,” she answered warmly.

“Who does your cunt and ass belong too?” Odd-Jobs asked.

“My son said I had to wait until it was decided, Master,” Maw-Maw politely responded but couldn’t hide her growing eagerness.

“Your son wasn’t a pile of my cum when it was decided,” Odd-Jobs assured her. “Does he know?”

“He knows everything, Master; and yes my cunt and ass belong to you, Sir!” she replied.

“I know that,” he laughed. “I will be back after I drop these bitches off to make some money – and then I will punish you for not having anything on your tits to catch all that whore’s milk – all that titty training to tug your nipples until you lactate and you let it go to waste?”

“I am sorry, Master!” I heard her apologize quickly as he shut the door on her and turn to us with a smile – ordering us all outside as we were.

My mom was still not anywhere to be seen and I was strangely hopeful it would stay that way. I may have dodged another bullet! She was probably so tired from working that she might sleep all day. I could only hope.

Mr. Sanderson and Kung-Fu Dave were waiting outside for us when we came out into the yard. The morning air was still a little foggy but the sun was already up. We would be running through the neighborhood much later than usual – and that meant many more people would see us.

Donger was hiding behind the air-conditioning unit of our trailer – watching from a crouching position. He was a giant of a man but his eyes were lit up like a child on Christmas morning watching from the safety of the rusted out metal unit. I could only see his bare-shoulders and his massive, blonde head but I assumed he was naked and masturbating. No one seemed shocked and he made very little effort to hide his peeping efforts – I wasn’t sure why he actually made the effort.

“Donger – you know you ain’t got to hide, Sir?” Savannah must not have understood the point either.

“Invisible, invisible!” Donger whisper-shouted while he repeatedly stroked his cock out of sight. “Just pretend I am not here – it’s much more enjoyable being a fly on the wall, no offense!”

“Whatever gets your rocks off,” Savannah snort-laughed with a shrug. “You must be in pervert-heaven able to watch us and jerk off like that.”

Donger pretended he didn’t hear that and I suppose in his way of thinking it meant she didn’t see him either. He shrunk down a little behind the old air-conditioning unit but continued his voyeuristic fantasies as a fly on the wall.

“Leave him alone and get your asses in line!” Conner barked sharply. I was genuinely surprised when Savannah didn’t snap back at my brother and did as she was told with the rest of us.

Mr. Sanderson was pretending to walk his dog and lingering around so he could watch. Savannah smiled at him knowingly, “You want another blowjob, Sir?” But he pretended to be offended and looked over at his trailer window to see if his wife was watching.

Kung-Fu Dave on the other hand was there to see Cricket. She and my Aunt came out last, completely naked with Catfish and Ted. Ted made a show of walking them out and announcing, “Good morning to some of you – fuck you to the rest!” as he looked right at Mr. Sanderson.

Crystal and Cricket’s hands were cuffed behind their back and they looked thoroughly fucked from the night before – but they’d had enough time to do their hair and get ready, unlike us. They had on collars and high heels but no ribbons to cover their hairless bodies. The heels made them both walk with their asses stuck out and up – accentuating their legs. My Aunt had made walking in heels an art-form but Cricket stumbled a bit to keep up.

Crystal had obviously done Cricket’s hair, applied makeup, tweezed her eyebrows and shaved her pussy bald – she actually looked kind of sexy in a cheap and tawdry kind of way. The gap in her buck-teeth made her look exotic and different, instead of like the squirrel-faced rodent she looked like the day before. Cricket still had droopy tits and her ass cheeks kind of hung open like saloon doors in old westerns – but there was something strangely sexy about that as well.

“You look hawt!” Dave regarded his sister. She did look good – the lipstick she had chosen was bright and shiny and made her look cheap but sexy. The shiny almost orange color glistening on her lips reminded me of the pink of her bald pussy and her bare nipples.

She ignored him – looking straight ahead as if she had been ordered to give him the cold shoulder. She had an exasperated, pained look on her face like she would rather he just leave her alone.

“So I am now a partner?” Dave tried to confirm with Ted when he didn’t get a reaction from his sister. He had an annoying mumble-mouth and southern accent that made him difficult to understand. He had desperately wanted to be part of Ted’s schemes and it looked like Ted was in a generous enough mood to let him finally take part in things.

“David!” Cricket demanded and stomped her foot causing her hanging tits to jiggle. “They don’t want you as part of this – and neither do I. Go home – you are embarrassing me.” She added a Sir while looking at Catfish for some sign that what she said was okay.

“What? But you are going to be a star and I am your manager – that means 10% for you and 10% for me! We split it Fifty-fifty!” Dave was clearly not the best at math or personal hygiene. He had a single uni-brow dominating his face and he reminded me of Joe Dirt except his hair was short and dark. “What are you saying?”

“I am saying – Catfish owns me now, I am a star – HIS star, David. Please go home and leave me be! You are embarrassing me. You say I am beautiful NOW – but you always treated me like warmed over dog-shit. I am the same girl – just cleaned up and pretty.”

She wasn’t embarrassed by the fact she was completely naked or that you could see a jeweled butt plug in-between her ass cheeks when she turned around – as her ass hung open. She wasn’t embarrassed by the dog collar or the fact she was going to march through the park she grew up in completely naked in high heels. She was embarrassed because her brother wouldn’t leave her alone.

“You heard the bitch, Dave!” Ted shrugged and Catfish smiled at him sheepishly inviting him to leave. Dave warned Catfish he had just made a mortal enemy and swore he would ‘karate’ him one day by pointing his finger at him. I couldn’t tell if Catfish was amused but he definitely wasn’t worried about it.

“If we let you have a job cleaning up the pool area - and taking out the trash, will that make you happy?” Ted suggested.

“Janitor? Fuck no!” Dave had a cleft palette but sometimes when he spoke he reminded me of a spoiled baby.

“Not Janitor,” Ted stroked his chin and walked towards the golf-cart where my brother was already tying us all together as he had the day before – two by two in front of the golf cart. “You will be a sanitation engineer!”

“I heard that one before, Ted!” Dave shook his head that he wouldn’t be fooled by a fancy title. “That’s just a fancy way of calling me a janitor?”

“So you don’t want the job?” Ted looked at him earnestly.

“How about if I am Chief of Security?” and when Ted shook his head no Dave quickly added, “But I clean up and take out the garbage too.”

Ted looked at Cricket to be sure she was okay with it. She was already standing next to Crystal getting harnessed into the heavy rope between her legs and around her tits and didn’t seem to care one way or the other. He shook Dave’s hand and welcomed him to the team.

“Do I need to get naked too?” Dave asked with a dumbfounded expression before hearing from several people absolutely-fucking-not.

Odd-Jobs was the last one to leave the trailer and I smiled – we would soon be gone and all I would have is one more day to dodge my mother.

I noticed he was holding the door - and out walked my mother; still wearing the trench coat she’d had on the night before. It was the kind of all-weather, beige coat that flashers might wear to bus-stops.

Mother had been living in slutty outfits she’d found in Crystal’s closet over the last week after our clothes were stolen, so it only made sense she’d buy something as a cover up.

I saw the look of shock on her face as she came outside and saw us all standing there two by two. She looked at us and then me in disappointment. “Oh, I didn’t realize we were going like THAT. I thought the suit I had on was going to be fairly risque’ but uh – do you even have a bathing suit on, Ellen?”

This was it – this is where she was going to go ballistic and tear me a new asshole. I would have smiled at the thought of the guys who are really into butts at the Seminole going crazy over it, if I hadn’t been prepared to be dipped into hot water with my mother.

Mom was going to put an end to this madness and other than the loss of the money – would that have been such a bad thing? I had to wonder – I knew it was inevitable and I was just waiting for the ball to drop! The hammer to fall!

I knew mom’s eyes weren’t great and that she had worn contacts. It stood to reason her contacts had been stolen when the car was cleaned out after we got here – but could she really not see my nipples and pussy-lips behind the ribbons? Could she be pretending not to notice or actually OKAY with what I was doing and how I was presented before her?

I was painfully aware of my own nudity but she WAS standing twenty feet away by the wooden deck of the trailer.

“Kind of,” I answered back sheepishly while swallowing. I could see a million responses and reactions running through her face as she stared at us trying to get a handle on what she had just seen.

“You said you wanted to earn more money – you won’t need your coat today,” Odd-Jobs helped my mom out of her coat while she clung to it defensively – but not putting up much resistance. “You might as well get it over with – this is how we get everyone pumped up on the way to the pool. It’s kind of a Buckman tradition.”

“Buckman tradition?” Savannah scrunched her nose derisively.

“If you do anything three days in a fucking row it becomes a tradition around here, girly.” O.J. guided the coat off my mom’s shoulders with a smile. “Aint nothing you got – that no one here hasn’t seen,” he offered, but my mom shivered in fear and looked at the ground.

“It’s just that if Mike came home,” my mom protested as she let the coat drop and scanned us for our reactions. “You said there was money to be had – how does this make us money?”

I would have expected screaming, anger, rage, I might have even accepted denial that it was really happening. I did not expect my mom to let her coat be taken off and join the car wash at ALL – much less in a skimpy bathing suit.

What was going on? First Maw-Maw willingly submitted to Ted and O.J. last night, and now this?

O.J. popped my mom playfully on the bottom, “This is promotional – we need skin to win. The people of the Buckman have a lust for the bizarre and a bizarre lust – just roll with it – and call me Sir.”

“Yes Sir,” coming from my mom – that sounded so weird and out of place. She looked weird and out of place with nothing on but a skimpy one piece bathing suit. I wondered how weird and out of place I probably seemed to her? Why was she not throwing the brakes on this entire thing?

“You will have plenty of warning and I am sure the money you make might more than explain why you had to show some skin at the car wash – right?” Odd-Jobs helped off the other sleeve revealing my mother’s body to us.

Mom wore a pink fuchsia Mylar one piece – the kind they sold at Wicked Weasel in the mall where we had bought ours initially. They were expensive – especially considering how little material they used. Two shiny straps began at my mother’s shoulders and then covered both of my mom’s boobs, meeting her pussy with barely an inch of cloth covering her. She was obviously feeling vulnerable as she stepped awkwardly in heels and that’s when I noticed the collar. It was a black, spiked collar – like a dog would wear. She looked apologetic towards me and started to walk towards the golf-cart.

Apologetic? Why was she apologetic? “I am sorry Ellen, but here I am joining you.” I wondered what Conner was thinking about this? I grappled with what I was seeing as my mouth hung open in shock.

“Get that off – you don’t wear the suit until you start work,” Odd-Jobs instructed her with little sympathy – as if he had expected her to be nude under the jacket and she had disappointed him.

“We can’t go through the park naked? That’s against the law,” she waited for a reaction from Odd-Jobs and when he didn’t answer she asked, “Isn’t it?”

There it is – this is the moment she was going to realize that this was way too naughty for her or me and yank me up by the scruff of my neck! I was mortified but relieved that the moment finally came.

“Do you see any cops? Now get your clothes off and out here. You call all the men Sir!” he took another liberty of popping my mom crisply on the ass this time and she just let him do it without protest. “The other girls will explain the rules as you go, come on - Baby Doll.”

“I thought we were just going to be flirtatious and wash cars,” I knew what mom was doing – because I had done it myself. Mom was stalling removing the clothes to give herself some time to think about it by asking questions – at least, that is what I thought she may be doing.

The part that confused me was this was not the moment she flipped the switch and my neck scruff remained un-grabbed. I probably looked like a deer in the headlights. I looked at Conner. He had far less to be worried about than me. He hadn’t been out here naked and sucking cocks but he seemed just as confused.

“You are if you get your ass in gear – if not, we’ll leave you here and you can spend the day with Maw-Maw and I’ll take you to work tonight,” Odd-Jobs gave her a take it or leave it inspired chuckle.

The first time she may not have thought much about a friendly pop and overlooked it – but letting him do it a second time without saying a word? I had expected lightning to fly from my mother’s eyes. She had raised me with a very feminist “no means no,” attitude – the second time he swatted her ass I would have expected her to complain.

Then again last night she had said he had told her how things worked – perhaps she knew that spanking was our bread and butter for money down at the car wash and expected it? I had more questions than answers at this point and my mom’s presence wasn’t helping me to rationally think about things. My pulse was already racing – so much so that my being nearly naked in public wasn’t the worst thing on my mind.

It was my MOM being nearly naked WITH me.

Had the world gone mad?

Baby Doll? How did he get away with talking to my mom like that? I had so many questions and no answers. My mom had always struck me as above anything like what we were doing. She had also yelled at me for far less – and I couldn’t believe my eyes as she nodded with a defeated look and asked if she could at least change back in the trailer. “Undress here? In front of the neighbors? There are people out here walking their dogs.”

“Mr. Sanderson?” Odd-Jobs addressed the neighbor, who had been lollygagging around watching us, with a mockingly polite tone, “Ellen’s mom is worried you might be inclined to call the county sheriff if she undresses outside because it’s indecent – will it offend your delicate sensibilities?”

Mr. Sanderson stuttered and said something about he wasn’t sure what his wife would do and when he saw my Mom waiting for him to finish, “Uh no, I think it would be alright – I suppose.”

“There you have it, Baby Doll,” he called my mom that name again. She looked at Conner as if having very second thoughts about this – and wanting to run into the trailer or anywhere else.

“Conner,” she addressed him as she began to remove the top and revealed her exquisite tits. They reminded me of how my Aunt’s tits probably looked before the surgery. The cherry-nipples were almost identical in size and thickness, but they hung much more naturally and were supple. She had some freckles on her chest and while many people said she looked like Patricia Heaton, the mom from the TV show “The Middle” – who had also played the mom on “Everybody Loves Raymond” – I couldn’t imagine she had as tight of a body.

Her stomach was washboard flat. I knew mom had done Pilates and exercised, but I had no idea she was so lean and her shoulders had the striated, muscular look of someone who worked out regularly. She shimmied her suit down to her knees before she could find the words to continue, “What you see me do – It’s just you know, it is best we not tell your father. You’ve obviously seen naked women already,” she stopped to consider the rest of us before reiterating what O.J had said for Conner’s benefit, “So this shouldn’t shock you.”

It didn’t seem to shock him. It shocked me – but my brother looked mildly amused. He corrected mom, “At the car wash, you have to call me Sir or Master.”

She considered him carefully as she stepped out of the one piece completely by lifting her legs through it and nodded quietly. Mom clearly didn’t know what to do with her hands. I knew that awkward feeling quite well. I had so often been naked in front of people and felt their stares on my private parts magnified my awkwardness. She didn’t know what to do with herself as she waited in the middle of my Aunt’s un-mowed yard while Zeus and Ares stared from behind her.

She had shaved – she would have had to in order to wear such a tiny little one piece, but there was a small strip of blonde-reddish hair of pubes running straight up from her pussy. It accentuated and pulled your eyes to her vagina – and did nothing to hide it.

“It’s not too late – if you can’t handle this,” Odd-Jobs offered my mom a way out of things. I wished she would take it. I felt as awkward as she did – I had no idea why she was willing to go as far as she had – but it was clear that my mom wasn’t going to take his offer.

“We need the money,” she nodded her head that she wasn’t going to stop now. “I just didn’t know it was – well, I knew it had to be something – I just didn’t know, you know?”

Odd-Jobs popped my mom on her butt with a crisp slap and said that she needed to put her shoulders back and start calling all men Sir. “The only Masters are Ted, Catfish, your son, me, and S.S. – You forget to call anyone Sir and someone is going to smack your perfect little ass, you got it Baby Doll?”

My mom answered to the name – it must be the pet name he had for her. She let him get away with it and she looked completely defeated. She couldn’t look up at us. “I call all the women Ma’am? Uh, Sir?”

She was asking for clarification on the rules? Did she want to help out at the car wash so badly that she was going to just go along with everything and let ME go along with everything? I found myself almost angry but more disappointed than anything – where was the mother I knew? Was she that greedy to make money that she would just LET me do anything?

I wasn’t sure whether to be grateful she was not hitting the brakes; but at the same time I was deeply puzzled at where and when she would draw the line because surely that was coming at any moment, and when it did – I’d be caught in the cross-hairs and held responsible for my actions!

I wasn’t out here because I had been forced or blackmailed. I was a willing participant in this scam and my mom would find out soon – then what? Oh god, one thing was for certain – I was not happy.

“You’ll have time for questions later,” he popped her on the butt one more time and moved her towards me. Crystal and Cricket were the first girls after the drivers in the golf cart. Next was Ryan and Lloyd - they both stood there with their cocks tied in little red ribbons. I was tied next to Daisy in front of the guys and out in front were Savannah and Delilah –the two prettiest girls in our procession with nothing on but collars and heels. There was an odd-number of people if my mom joined.

I secretly hoped for some technicality that since she didn’t have a partner to stand next to they would not bring her – I kept my mouth shut. I knew better than that.

“You call every woman except the ones you see here – Ma’am,” O.J. clarified that we were bitches like her today and we could be called by our given name. “You don’t get any special titles or put on airs here. Ellen likes to talk – she can explain how things work,” he moved Daisy out and tied my mom into the make-shift harness with the rest of us.

Then he put Daisy behind the golf-cart so she could bring up the rear like a donkey. “Give the guys tailgating us a nice big ass to honk at!” Daisy would have complained but someone had returned the dog toy to her mouth.

“We are going to get our bathing suits back?” my mom asked me as soon as we were lined up together.

“Yeah, they let us dress at the pool,” I was afraid to tell her what to expect – that she might snap my head off for her agreeing to this. I felt awkward and embarrassed just standing there with her.

“Jesus Ellen,” my mom smiled as she looked forward – trying not to pay attention to the neighbor staring at her. She complained through her teeth so only I could hear, “I had no idea they were this awful to you – I am SO sorry, honey!”