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 Robert 1_3 (The Salt Pile)

   This story takes over where "The Salt Pile (part 2)" left off.  I
recommend reading parts 1 and 2, but you probably can just jump into this
one with little problems.

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   (ped, inc, ws, Mmf, Mm, Mf, mf, Ff, blackmail, enem, bd)

   By The Devil's Advocate

   1.

   Without a doubt, Robert had taken more chances with Jay than any prior
slave he owned.  He not only brought Jay's father into their games but had
even brought Jay's sister, Karen.  Against all odds, however, it all seemed
to be holding together.

   Despite how well it seemed to be going, Robert knew it was soon going to
come to a crashing halt.  All because of one loose end...  Jay's mom, Beth.
Even Jay had warned him about his mother's concerns for Karen.  He knew
something had to be done before Beth started to seriously investigate her
daughter's recent behavior.

   The problem was that Robert had no idea what to do about her.  Unlike
her husband, Bob, Beth appeared to be a saint.  Robert used the hidden
cameras to spy on her every chance he could.  He even started following her
when she left the house.

   However, he didn't find anything.  She didn't have a boyfriend on the
side, she didn't do drugs or drink.  Heck, if Robert didn't know better he
would swear she was a virgin.  Bob definitely never fucked her...  Robert
figured Bob was too busy drinking and fucking his son instead.

   Robert watched her for two weeks before he finally found something.  It
wasn't major, but at least it was something.  One Saturday afternoon when
she was alone in the house he got some footage of her masturbating.  What
caught his eye was what she was masturbating too.  She was masturbating to
one of her husband's dirty magazines; a girl-girl scene to be specific.

   This of course was not damning footage.  Robert knew that many women
often fantasized about being with another woman.  Sure, it was enough to
embarrass her, but certainly nothing that could be used to blackmail her.
But, it did give him an idea.

   2.

   "Mrs.  Johnson, you have a rocking body," Becky said.

   "Thank you.  Please call me Beth, Mrs.  Johnson makes me feel old," Beth
replied.

   The two were currently in Beth's bedroom changing into their swimsuits.
Beth had jumped at the opportunity to go to the local pool with her
daughter, Karen, and her new friend, Becky.  She knew she had a good body,
but still dreaded showing it off at the pool.  However, the invitation had
been the first her daughter had included her in her life for several months
now.  She hoped that the afternoon might help bring them closer together
again.

   Beth also wanted to get to know this Becky girl better also.  Becky was
a full 2 almost 3 years older than Karen and it concerned Beth somewhat. 
There was a huge difference between an 11 year old and a 13 year old. 
Karen seemed to like Becky, but that didn't mean it was okay for the two to
hang out together.

   At first Beth had been strongly against it, but her poor Karen seemed to
be already gloomy lately and Beth's decision seemed to make it 10 times
worse.  So, in the end, Beth changed her mind.  From that day on Becky
seemed to almost live at the house.  The two were almost inseparable.  If
they were not at Karen's house then they were together at Becky's.

   "Wow, you have nice breasts," Becky said when Beth removed her bra.

   Beth quickly turned red at the comment.  She almost turned away but
didn't want to act too silly.  It was her own fault, after all, for
agreeing to let the girl change in the same room with her.  She still
didn't know how she got talked into it.  Karen was already changed and the
girl could have easily changed in her room instead.  Though, Beth did
figure it was better she see the girl changing than her daughter.  Karen
appeared to be bothered by something, and the last thing she needed was to
be worrying about her personal development.

   Karen was very pretty, but she was only starting to develop.  However,
Becky was well into her development.  Becky's breasts were still small, but
Beth knew that they probably looked huge from Karen's perspective.  Beth
did feel a bit silly about it, however.  Surely, if it was an issue then
Karen had already noticed the difference.

   "Can I touch one," Becky said as she reached out and cupped the bottom
of one of Beth's breasts.

   "What are you doing?" Beth said as she stepped back.  Becky just
followed her and kept her hand on the breast.

   "Geese, it's just us girls," Becky laughed as she continued to feel
Beth's breast.  "I'm just curious what they feel like."

   "Maybe you should do this with your mom instead," Beth said in as firm a
tone as she could.  Beth tried to sound angry but she really didn't know
how she felt.  She was a bit angry that someone would just grab her like
that.  But at the same time, she felt a little more bonded to the girl. 
Maybe this small gesture would bring them closer; enough for her to ensure
the girl was the right company for her daughter.

   Becky let her hand linger for a few seconds longer, but finally removed
it.

   "I'm sorry," Becky pouted as she lowered her head.  "I didn't mean any
harm.  I was just curious.  You don't know what it's like waking up every
morning and finding that your breasts are still small."

   "Shhh.  It's okay sweetie," Beth said as she lifted the girl's chin up
with her index finger so she could look her in the face.  "I do know what
it's like.  I was a young girl too you know.  You have very nice breasts;
and they are a very good size for a 13 year old.  They are about the same
size mine where when I was your age.  They will grow, it just takes time."

   "You really like my breasts?!" Becky said with a smile as she suddenly
hugged Beth.  "I really like you Mrs.  Johns...  I mean Beth.  I'm always
too embarrassed to talk to my mom about stuff like this, but I feel
comfortable around you."

   "God, this girl is a bit affectionate," Beth thought to herself.  To hug
her was one thing but Becky held the hug way too long and it had come so
suddenly that Beth didn't have time to bend over to avoid body contact.  As
a result their naked bodies were pressed against each other.

   To make it worse, Becky only came up to about shoulder height to Beth
and the side of her face was against Beth's left breast.  Beth couldn't
keep her nipples from getting hard as the teen's breath blew over the tip
of her right breast.  In fact, Becky's lips were so close that Beth swore
she could feel them against her nipple.  A couple times she would have
sworn that Becky's lips closed over her nipple lightly.  Beth didn't dare
look down to confirm it.  She wasn't sure her mind could grasp such a
concept.

   Beth knew she should break the hug immediately, but she didn't want to
hurt the girl's feelings any more than she already had.  Plus, if Becky
were indeed putting her lips on Beth's nipple then a sudden break in the
hug would be confirmation that Beth had noticed it.  Beth felt it was
better to just ignore it.  She was certain it wasn't intentional anyway.

   When Becky did finally break the embrace she got up on her toes and gave
Beth a quick kiss on the lips as she backed away.  The kiss was very brief,
yet it had caught Beth off guard and left her speechless.  She had given
similar kisses to her daughter, but she barely knew this girl.  She knew
she should have chastised her, but again, she didn't want to upset her.

   Besides, Beth was as much upset with herself as she was at Becky's
actions.  She wasn't upset by her own actions, but by the emotions that
were stirring inside her.  When Becky had hugged her she had felt lust.  It
lasted for only a millisecond, but she could not deny that it had indeed
happened.  Beth knew she was hetro, she always had been.  She never even
experimented while in college.  She had some fantasies from time to time;
but they were just that, nothing more.  The thought of actually doing
anything with a girl disgusted her.

   Whatever it was that she had felt for that brief instant, she knew it
was just something deep in her subconscious; nothing that she actually
really wanted to act on.  Not that she would act on them even if she were
gay.  The girl was only 13 for God's sake.

   Beth was still standing there thinking about it when she realized Becky
had already gotten her own suit on and was watching her.  Beth blushed
again when she realized she had been just standing there watching the girl
dress.

   The rest of the day went pretty smooth.  At least it did once she got
used to Becky's affection for her.  The girl seemed to take every
opportunity to get close to her in the pool.  Her daughter was the same
way, of course, but that was different.  This girl barely knew her yet was
acting like they were mom and daughter or something.  And the girl seemed
to take every opportunity to hug her.  She would first wrestle, splash or
dunk her then when Beth objected Becky would immediately hug and even
briefly kiss her in a form of an apology.

   To make things worse, about an hour after they had been at the pool,
Beth noticed a large male filming them.  He acted as though he was filming
everything, but Beth could tell he was focused more on them.  Beth spoke to
the lifeguard but the guy said there was nothing they could do.  It was a
public place after all.  She didn't know how long he had been filming them,
but she only put up with it for another 30 minutes before she told the
girls they had to leave.

   3.

   Jay almost peed himself in fear when he seen Becky in his house the
first time.  He thought for sure that she was there to spill the beans to
his parents.  To his relief, however, he quickly found out she was just
there to visit Karen.  Her being in the house still scared him, though. 
Jay's mom was very nosy sometimes, so if Becky tried to make Karen do any
nasty things then they surely would get caught.

   As the days went by, however, he was glad to see that the two girls were
not doing anything inappropriate with each other.  Or, if they were, they
were extremely good at hiding it.  At the same time, however, Becky's
presence there confused Jay.  If she wasn't toying with his sister than
what was the point?

   He pondered this question a little...  but not too much.  He had his own
problems to worry about and as long as the two girls were not doing
anything bad together then it really didn't concern him that much.

   Robert's new doggy game was Jay's most recent problem.  At least that is
the name Jay gave it in his head.  Robert hadn't actually given it a name.
This new game was very risky and extremely humiliating for Jay.  Well, the
game was new to Jay anyway.  Robert seemed to be very organized while
playing it, so Jay suspected he had done it with other slaves in the past.
They had started playing Doggy five days prior when Robert took Jay to the
local lake.  To one of the lake's many restrooms to be exact.

   "Get that dildo out of your ass and put the plug in instead," Robert
instructed Jay as he threw a 3-inch wide butt plug on the mattress in the
back of the van.  "After you get that up your ass I want you to get fully
dressed and wait here in the van."

   Jay didn't understand what was going on, but he didn't really care.  In
a sick way he was kind of thankful for the change to the plug.  The smaller
1.5 inch dildo Robert now made him use in the van didn't fulfill the
internal itch he seemed to always have now.  He would have preferred a
3-inch dildo to ride, but at least the plug would fill him up a bit more.
And if he were lucky Robert would have him walk around or something with it
up his ass.  The very thought made Jay's dick hard.  It also made a tear
run down his cheek as he faced the fact, yet again, that he now enjoyed
large objects up his ass.  He was addicted to them and he knew it.  It made
him feel gay, which in turn made him sick to his stomach.

   As he worked on the plug, Robert grabbed a bag and got out of the van
and went into the restroom.  Jay was fully dressed and tying his shoe when
Robert finally returned and tossed the bag on the floor of the van.

   "Okay, here is how this game works," Robert said as he handed Jay a dog
leash and collar.  "You will carry these into the bathroom and go to the
far back stall and lock the door.  You will sit on the toilet, then put the
collar on and hook the leash to it.  To your left you will see a 3-inch
wide hole I just drilled between the two stalls.  On the side of the hole
will be a nail sticking out about a quarter of an inch.  I want you to hang
the handle end of the leash on that nail.  It's very short so you will have
to carefully balance it there...  on the bright side you are less likely to
cut yourself on it.  Now go."

   Jay had no clue what this was all about.  It made absolutely no sense at
all to him.  But then, very few things Robert did made any sense to him. 
All he really needed to know was that it was in his best interest to do
exactly what Robert told him to do.  So, he got out of the van and went to
the stall and followed his instructions.

   He heard Robert's van drive a short distance away.  It sounded as though
Robert was parking somewhere behind the restroom...  possibly to hide the
van from sight for some reason.

   Jay felt silly as he sat there.  After 5 minutes he started to get
bored, which actually was a good thing in his life these days.  To kill the
time he started reading all the comments written on the walls.  Most of the
comments made no sense to him, but he could tell they were all dirty jokes
and stuff.  There were also dates and times written on the wall for some
reason as well.  The silly little pictures of breasts and dicks did make
him laugh.

   The walls only kept him occupied for another 5 minutes.  After that he
just sat there staring at the floor.  He also scooted forward a little so
the bottom of the plug up his ass was over the front edge of the toilet
bowl.  At first he just kind of rocked back and forth on it enjoying the
tiny movements inside him.  Within minutes, however, he got bolder and
raised his weight off it slightly and tried to force the bulbous end of the
plug out from behind the rim of his ass.

   Jay's ass was loose enough these days to easily allow a 3-inch plug to
leave his ass.  However, he found it took a lot of anal muscle strength to
do it while he still had his pants on.  He kept his grunts very quiet as he
pushed...  but they seemed extremely loud as they echoed in the stall.  He
let out a small sigh as it finally slid out of his ass.  Only about 2
inches actually came out however before the pants became too tight to allow
any more to leave.  Once it was out as far as it would go, Jay waited a
minute for his ass ring to tighten back up some then dropped his weight
back down on the plug forcing it back up his ass.

   "Oh god," Jay moaned in pleasure as it forced it's way back in and made
his dick lurch.

   Jay knew he shouldn't have done it.  Not because he though Robert would
punish him but because he knew that once he started he wouldn't be able to
stop.  And sure enough, he found himself already hovering over the rim
trying to push it out again.  He did this over and over again for nearly 15
minutes.  His dick was now rock hard and he could tell he was getting close
to an anal orgasm.  Before he could reach that peak, however, he heard a
car come to a halt outside.

   Jay sat back in the toilet seat again and tried not to move a muscle as
he listened carefully.  He heard two doors open and close so he guessed
there had to be at least 2 people.  He then heard voices.  It sounded like
a man and woman.  After a minute they stopped talking and he heard them
walking across the gravel toward the restrooms.

   "Shit," Jay thought as he heard the guy enter the bathroom.  "What if
the guy uses the toilet and looks through the hole?"

   Jay's face redden with embarrassment as he thought about it.  He would
just die.  The guy was probably married or something and would probably
call the cops or something at the sight of a young boy alone in the stall
with a collar and chain on like that.  How could he possibly explain such a
thing?

   The guy did enter a stall.  But luckily it was 2 stalls down.  Jay found
it a great relief, but had to wipe tears of shame away at the near miss. 
The guy took a piss and then left a minute later.  A few minutes after that
he heard the car drive off.

   Jay sat there in shock for over 15 minutes due to the near encounter. 
But as it started to wear off he found himself playing with the plug again.
He had barely gotten a good rhythm going when yet another car stopped
outside.  And yet again, Jay went through a whole gamut of emotions as he
heard someone get out of the car and walk toward the restrooms.

   This guy confused Jay.  Unlike the last one, this guy came into the
bathroom but didn't seem to do anything.  The best Jay could tell, he was
just standing near the doorway.  It was kind of dark in there, maybe his
eyes were just adjusting, Jay figured.

   Jay's heart sank as he heard the guy finally walk toward the back stall
where he currently was.  The guy was right there at the door.  Jay could
see his feet under the door.  Jay was so scared and embarrassed that he was
frightened to look up.  He felt as though the guy was watching him from
over the top of the stall.  Jay knew of course this was highly unlikely
since the door was so high, but he finally glanced up just in case.  Of
course the guy was not tall enough to look over and Jay was a little
relieved.

   However, despite the darkness of the room, he would have sworn he could
see movement at the crack in the door.  Was the guy peaking through the
crack!  Jay prayed that it was just his over imagination.  But if the guy
wasn't peaking then why was he just standing there?  The guy stood there
for only 30 seconds but it seemed like an hour to Jay.

   He heard the door creak a little.  The guy was testing to see if it was
locked.  Jay was very thankful he had remembered to lock the door as Robert
had instructed.

   A moment later the guy started to walk away.  It was then that Jay
realized he had not been breathing the whole time and slowly took in a
fresh lung full.  He held his breath again, however, when the guy stopped a
few feet away and entered the stall right next to him.

   "Oh my god!" Jay thought as his mind spun over possible responses to the
questions this guy was obviously going to start asking.  Jay's hand also
instinctively reached up to remove the collar.  Jay wasn't stupid; he knew
that wearing a collar like this could only mean one thing...  that he was
some kind of sex slave or something.  The guy would surely know this also.
Jay so much wanted to remove that collar.  But he knew Robert would know if
he did it.  He just knew Robert had a camera or something hidden in the
stall.

   Sure enough, Robert had his cock out and was masturbating as he watched
the scene unfold on the portable TV in the van.  He had placed a hidden
camera on the ceiling between the two stalls.  This gave him a perfect view
of both parties.  While he did have his dick out, he was still fully
clothed.  If some sicko decided to hurt Jay or something he would be out of
the van door with his aluminum bat and in the stall in a matter of seconds.
A cop stopping outside would be reason to run inside as well, though for
different reasons.

   Jay couldn't look at the hole.  He just couldn't.  He knew that the guy
had to be looking at him through it.  How could he miss it?  Instead, Jay
just looked down at the floor and prayed the guy would just leave.  Jay's
face was beat red with embarrassment as the seconds passed by.  He could
only imagine what the guy was thinking of him.  Jay began to tear up as he
seen some movement near the hole out of the corner of his eye.

   He tried to glance over without moving his head to see what was going
on. When he seen a finger coming through the hole Jay turned his head to
look.  He figured the guy couldn't see through the hole if his hand was in
it.

   "What the hell is he doing with his finger through the hole?" Jay
thought as he watched.  He didn't have to think long, however.  Once the
finger was all the way through it turned and grasped the chain that was
hanging to the side.  Before Jay could react the guy already had the end of
the chain through the hole and had a good grasp on it.

   Jay tried to pull back but the guy was pretty strong and started pulling
the chain further through the hole.  When he realized he couldn't overpower
the guy Jay quickly tried to remove the chain from the collar.  The chain
wouldn't come loose however.  Neither would the collar itself.  The latches
seemed to have some kind of lock or something on them he didn't notice
before.

   The guy just kept pulling more and more of the chain through the hole.
And Jay kept having to move closer and closer to it.  Seconds later the
last of the chain slid through the hole and Jay was forced to kneel on the
floor in front of it.  The guy then gave a couple inches of slack.

   Jay then heard a zipper.  He knew what was going to happen long before
the cock passed through the hole toward his face.  The guy wanted a
blowjob. Jay just sat there looking at it.  He had given hundreds of
blowjobs but this was different somehow.  He just didn't want to do it.

   After a minute the cock withdrew from the hole.  The guy gave him a few
more inches of slack and as Jay backed further away from the hole the guy
suddenly yanked hard on the chain.  This flung Jay's head against the wall
with a loud thud.

   "Ow," Jay let out as his head spun with pain.

   The guy then gave him a little more slack and the cock reappeared
through the hole again.  Jay relented this time and put his mouth over the
end of it.  The guy then pulled the chain again until Jay's mouth was up
against the hole.  He then felt the guy begin to feed him more of the cock.
The guy was not overly thick but seemed to be a good 8 inches long, Jay
figured.

   Jay had taken larger cocks down his throat before so he managed to deep
throat this one with no problem.  Jay could feel the guy's stomach and
pelvis banging against the partition as the guy rabbit pumped the dick
through the hole and down his throat.

   The once quiet bathroom was full of sucking and choking sounds as the
guy pound away at Jay's throat.  Jay never realized how much sound he made
while sucking cock until just then.  He couldn't help but hear it as the
sound waves bounced back and forth on the stall walls and ceiling.

   Jay knelt there and took the throat fuck the best he could.  Ten minutes
later, when his face was a wet mess of tears and spit, Jay realized this
guy was not going to finish any time soon.  Either he was prolonging it on
purpose or there just wasn't enough stimulation to get the guy off.  Jay
had run across this several times with one of his dad's poker bodies that
often fucked his face.  Jay knew what was needed but hated doing it.  It
always made him feel so gay.

   With no other choice, Jay became an active participant in the act.  As
the cock raced in and out of his mouth, Jay began to flick at the bottom of
it with his tongue.  He also closed his lips around it and applied suction.
Sure enough, a minute later he felt the cock expand in his throat and start
shooting its load.  The first shot went directly down his throat, which is
the way Jay always preferred it since he didn't have to taste it.  The guy
pulled back, however, and shot the bulk of his load right over the top of
Jay's tongue.

   Jay knew better than to spit it out so he closed his lips over the cock
still in his mouth and gulped the mouth of cum down his throat.  When the
cock didn't retreat from his mouth, Jay realized the guy wanted it cleaned
or something and began to suck the remaining cum from it.  He continued to
suckle on it for several minutes in hopes the guy would finally let go of
the chain.  The guy didn't, however.

   Fresh tears fell from his eyes as Jay felt the dick begin to saw back
and forth in his mouth again.  It wasn't long and the guy was feeding him
the full 8 inches again.  Only this time Jay knew this throat fuck would
last much, much longer.  And Jay was right.

   4.

   Two weeks had gone by since Beth, Karen and Becky had gone to the
swimming pool.  And after that time Beth still wasn't sure what to make of
Becky.  On one hand she was very polite and seemed to have good answers
whenever Beth would probe her for personal information.  All the "evidence"
was saying that Becky was a good companion for her daughter.  However,
there was just something about her that seemed off.  And it was more than
just the hugs and kisses and stuff.

   For example, she would often walk right into her bedroom without
knocking; often right when she was in the middle of changing clothes or
something.  And Beth getting upset only made these situations worse because
the girl would always apologize and then run into her arms and hug her and
stuff.

   The worst had happened just the other day.  Beth was showering and the
curtain suddenly opened and there stood a naked Becky.  Beth would have
sworn she had locked the door.  By the time the shock had worn off, Becky
was already in the shower with her soaping her up.

   "This is totally inappropriate," Beth thought to herself.  She would
have said it out loud but knew it would just make things worse.  The girl
would start hugging and stuff again and in the end wouldn't leave till she
was finished anyway.  And getting seriously angry and shouting at the girl
would be bad as well.  Her daughter seemed to cherish this girl's company
and she didn't want to ruin that.  She decided she would chastise the girl,
but after they were out of the shower and clothed.

   The shower lasted only 15 minutes but that was the longest 15 minutes in
Beth's life.  She had told Becky that she could wash herself, but Becky had
insisted washing Beth's body for her.  She didn't know why, but she
relented and let Becky have her way.  The girl seemed to enjoy performing
the task for her and despite the nudity and all it did seem rather
harmless.

   It seemed harmless that is until after her back was done and the girl
continued to bathe her.  First it was her shoulders, then neck, then her
sides and stomach.  Beth let out an audible moan when the girl's hands
suddenly ran over her breasts.  For an instant Beth forgot who was in the
shower with her and enjoyed the pleasure Becky's fingers brought to her
nipples and breast as they rubbed back and forth over them.

   It only took Beth a few seconds to get herself under control and reach
up to remove the girl's hands.  The hands moved to her back, however,
before she could reach them.  Beth was thankful she didn't have to actually
remove them herself.  The relief didn't last long, however, when she felt
the hands move down her back and over her buttocks.

   "This is going too far," Beth thought.  When the hands didn't leave her
rump after a couple seconds, Beth decided to turn around to block the
access.  When she turned she was shocked to see the girl kneeling less than
a foot in front of her.  Becky immediately started rubbing Beth's legs.

   Beth didn't know what to do.  So she did the only thing she could do and
just stood there.  She figured the girl was almost done now anyway.  No
point in making a fuss about it now.  Beth went into total shock, however,
when the girl did the back's of her legs.  When Becky reached around Beth
she brought her body in contact with the front of Beth's legs.  On top of
that, Becky's head was pressed against Beth's groin.

   Beth was too scared to look down.  The situation was so embarrassing
that she was afraid the girl might be looking up at her or something.  That
would make it even worse.  She was also scared Becky's face might be
pointed somewhere else.  Beth's legs were parted slightly and she could
swear she felt bare skin on both of her thighs.  If Becky's head was facing
left or right, shouldn't Beth be feeling bare skin on only one thigh?  Was
that just water she felt running over her vagina or was it something
more... solid?

   Beth turned red with embarrassment at such thoughts.  She was ashamed
she would even think such a thing of this innocent 13-year-old.  It only
lasted a few seconds and then she felt the girl's head move away from her.
Out of the corner of her eye she could tell the girl was looking up at her.
She wanted to ignore her but the correct response was to look back down at
her which she did without thinking.  Becky was just smiling up at her. 
Becky's smile turn a bit nervous and she bit slightly on her own lower lip
and slowly lowered her gaze from Beth's face to her breasts, then her
stomach and finally she was looking right at her vagina.

   Becky's gaze stopped there and she just looked between Beth's legs as
though she was waiting for something.  If Beth didn't know any better, she
would have sworn the girl was waiting for her to urge Becky to eat her
pussy.

   "God, what is wrong with me?" Beth chastised herself.  Beth reached down
and put her hand on Becky's head.  For a very brief second the thought of
pushing the girl's face to her groin shot through her mind.  She dashed it
almost as quickly as it came, however, and instead urged the girl to her
feet.

   "Thank you sweetie," Beth said with a cracked voice.

   "Now it's my turn," Becky said cheerfully.

   "Um, I'm sorry sugar but I have to get going," Beth lied.

   "Oh, are you kidding?  After I washed you good and stuff?" Becky said in
a disappointed voice.  "Just my luck.  The girls at school are going to
laugh at me when they hear this story."

   "What?  Why would you tell them about this?" Beth said in shock.

   "I don't know," Becky said.  "We just talk about stuff is all.  And you
have to admit it's kind of a funny story...  me washing you good and then
you taking off and leaving me all dirty and stuff."

   "W...what if I washed you?" Beth asked.  God, what had she allowed to
happen?  What had she gotten herself in to?  She would be horrified if
anyone found out she had taken a shower with this girl, let alone that the
girl had washed her body also.

   "Oh, I would love that Beth," Becky said joyfully.

   "No, I mean, would you still tell your friends?" Beth asked nervously.

   "Well, wouldn't be much of a story then I guess," Becky said with an
evil grin.

   Beth's mind was a blur as she slowly washed the girl in front of her. 
She hoped she could get away with just doing the girl's back but Becky gave
her a request to do her shoulders next.  Though, it sounded more like an
order to Beth.  Next came the order to do Becky's stomach, then her small
breasts, legs and finally buttocks.

   Beth's face was bright red with embarrassment by the time she finished
and got up off her knees.  She really didn't know why though.  It was just
a little girl.  It's not like it meant anything.  Becky just wanted to be
pampered like she had pampered Beth.  Yet, there was something about the
change in Becky's voice when she was telling Beth what to do.  It was
something that scared Beth for some reason.

   5.

   As the days went on Jay began to realize what Becky's purpose was.  She
seemed to spend more time with his mom than Karen.  In addition, Becky was
getting friendlier and friendlier with his mom.  Jay guessed that Robert
and Becky were trying to build some blackmail material on Beth; just like
they had with him and Karen.

   Jay's emotions were like a roller coaster ride each time he thought
about the subject.  He got angry that they were trying to do this to his
mother.  But he was also relieved since he knew his mother would no longer
be a major threat to his secret life.  He would also have moments of great
fear and dread at the thought of Robert possibly making him have sex with
his mom.  Having sex with his dad was bad enough but to do so with his own
mother was 10 times worse.  He wasn't sure why, it just felt that way.  He
could only guess it was because he hated his dad so much and loved his mom.
Though, even that explanation didn't make much sense to him.

   Jay felt so powerless.  He knew he had many options still, but for some
reason was too scared to act on any of them.  It wasn't just fear for his
life, it was something more complex than that.  In fact, he highly doubted
Robert would actually kill him or even seriously injure him.  His fear was
more for those around him.  He feared what might happen to his little
brother and sister and now his mother.  But there was yet another fear; a
fear that took him weeks to admit to himself.  He feared loosing Robert.

   When the thought first sprung into his head, Jay spent hours on end
chastising himself for thinking such a stupid thing.  This was the guy he
wanted to escape from.  Why would he fear loosing him?  Yet, every time Jay
would fantasize about running away from home his mind would keep asking how
he would find a substitute for Robert.

   He cried himself to sleep many nights once he realized the reason he
felt this way was because he had come to depend on Robert.  He knew it was
sick, but he had somehow gotten hooked on the things Robert made him do. 
It was very confusing for him.

   The best he could compare it too was ice cream.  Jay loved eating ice
cream until he had too much and it made him sick to his stomach.  But the
next day he would love it again.  The same happened with Robert only the
opposite.  Jay hated what Robert made him do, yet the acts always brought
him intense orgasms and during those orgasms he almost felt he was in love
with Robert for what he had forced on him.

   The feeling would always disappear quickly but deep down in his mind Jay
could not deny that feeling had surfaced.  And he also could not deny the
fact that he might not be able to do without that feeling if he ran away or
his secret life were uncovered.

   Robert recently had been pushing Jay further and further.  Jay suspected
Robert was aware of these feelings and was taking full advantage of them.
As Jay sat at home watching TV, he thought back on what Robert had made him
do earlier that day.  Jay actually wanted to go to his room and cry about
the whole ordeal, but Robert had insisted that he stay in the living room
for several hours.  Jay knew it was so he would have to face his sister if
she roamed through the house.  And he suspected Robert probably gave her
similar orders because she also had been sitting in the living room for
some time watching the TV.

   It was a Saturday and Robert had arranged yet another meeting in the
van. Like before, Karen wore the mask and Robert picked Jay up in order for
the boy to fuck his sister.  Jay still felt sick about fucking his own
sister, but he had to admit he didn't feel as bad about it as that first
time when he had broken her cherry.

   Per Robert's instructions, Jay got into the back of the van and started
making out with his sister as Robert started up the van and took off.  Jay
had been ordered the day before to give the girl a good 30 minutes of
foreplay before he actually fucked her.  Robert had laughed when Jay had to
ask what foreplay was.  Robert had taught Jay many things but foreplay
definitely wasn't one of them.

   Jay was reaching the 30-minute mark when Robert stopped the van.  Jay
was scared for a moment that they were getting pulled over by a cop or
something.  He was even more concerned, however, when Robert pulled out a
pair of handcuffs and told Jay to put them on.

   "W..why?" Jay asked in a nervous tone.

   "If you want to fuck the girl then you need to put them on," Robert
said.

   Jay knew of course he had no option.  But was thankful that Robert at
least gave his character a believable motive for following the bazaar
instruction.

   "Behind the back," Robert said as Jay snapped the first one on.

   "That's a good boy," Robert said after the second hand was secured. 
"Now we wait for our visitor...  oh, here he comes now."

   "W..what?" Jay asked as he tried to get off his sister.

   "Don't worry, he's cool," Robert said.

   "You didn't say anything about other guys joining us," Jay said.  Jay
tried to act as surprised as possible in order to stay in character.  But
honestly, this alteration really didn't come as that much of a shock.  He
just had to put on a good show for his sister or she would realize he was
in on it.

   Jay gave up trying to get to his feet and just looked up at the door the
best he could.  Jay's eyes got wide as he seen a very large black man step
up into the van.  The door closed and Jay watched in fear as the guy got
undressed.

   "You aren't going to let him fuck her are you?" Jay asked in genuine
concern when the guy's huge cock came into view.  The cock was at least 10
inches long and 2 to 3 inches thick.  The guy would kill his sister with
that thing.

   "Well, not exactly," Robert chuckled as he started the van back up and
drove off.

   "Just get your dick up the slut," the black man instructed.

   Jay didn't need to pretend fear in order to respond.  The tone of the
guy's voice made it very clear that if he didn't respond properly there
would be consequences.

   Jay slid back and forth over his sister trying to get his dick in her.
It was very hard to aim, however, with his hands cuffed behind him.  The
extreme tightness of Karen's small pussy didn't help either.  After a
moment of this, Jay was pleased when he felt his sister's hand slide
between them to help guide him.  Karen let out a moan as Jay slowly sank in
her.  Jay started to pump her slowly but the guy put his hand on Jay's back
to stop him.

   "Did I say you could fucking hump the bitch?" the man chastised.  "Just
hold still kid, you are going to love this."

   Jay then felt the guy get down on his knees behind him.

   "What are you doing," Jay asked nervously.

   The guy didn't respond but instead reached down to guide his own cock to
it's destination.

   "Hey!  That's my asshole," Jay protested.

   "I know," the black man laughed as he pushed forward.

   "Ow!  Take it out!" Jay yelled.  The cock really didn't hurt him,
however.  In fact, it felt really good as it stretched his hole and
scratched that itch deep inside him.  But he had to put on a show for his
sister.  Getting fucked up the ass in front of her was one thing, but he
couldn't let her think he actually liked it.

   Jay's tears mixed with Karen's as they dripped on her face.  Karen was
sad for her brother and Jay was ashamed that his sister would now know he
had taken a cock up his ass.  He wasn't sure he could ever look her in the
face again.  And he suspected she was feeling the same way.

   Jay let out a grunt as the last of the 10 inches went up him and the
black man's pelvis slapped against his ass cheeks.  The impact also drove
his own dick to the hilt in his sister.  The guy held his dick up Jay's ass
for a minute then started sliding it out.  There was just enough friction
to pull Jay's ass backward and thus withdraw half of his dick from his
sister.

   Before the dick left his ass, however, the guy slammed forward again and
brought another grunt from Jay.  The guy then started up a steady rhythm.
Jay was so ashamed when his cock began to milk into his sister's vagina. 
He couldn't see it but he knew it was happening.  It always did when his
ass was getting a pounding like this.  There wasn't anything he could do,
however, except lay there and take it.

   Jay could tell his sister was crying as well.  He didn't know if she was
embarrassed like him, feeling sorry for him or just in pain from all the
weight on her.  Regardless of the reason, it made him even sadder to know
she was being made to go through this ordeal with him.

   "You like that cock don't you faggot?" the guy taunted him from above.
"Yeah, you and I are going to become regular fuck buddies I think."

   This comment brought a fresh pout from Jay.  He was already a sex slave
but now Robert was turning him into one all over again for his sister's
benefit.  He knew Robert would use this black guy and who knows what else
to convince his sister that he too was becoming a sex slave.  And Jay knew
where this would all lead.  It was just a matter of time now before there
would be no more masks.

   "Here comes your first ass load of cum boy!" the guy shouted as he
jabbed forward one last time and emptied his nuts.

   Jay cried as he felt the load pumping into him.  He cried even harder
when he too shot his load up his sister's cunt.

   That had been over 3 hours ago and Jay was still struggling not to cry
about it as he sat on the couch.  His greatest fear had been that Karen
might confide in him.  That she might tell him that it was her in that mask
and that he should not go back to the van again.  That Robert would just do
nastier and nastier things to him like he had done to her.  Jay feared this
because he knew he had no choice in the matter and he would look even worse
in her eyes when he refused to take her advice.

   Luckily, however, she made no such confession.  Instead, she just
cuddled up next to him on the couch with her head in his lap.  Jay knew she
was just trying to somehow comfort him after the apparent rape of his ass.
This made Jay feel even worse about what he had gotten his sister into. 
For a brief moment, he again thought about possibly grabbing her and
running away from this nightmare.  But again, he knew it just wasn't
possible.  So, instead, he just reached down and ran his fingers through
her hair lightly until she fell asleep.

   6.

   Robert was absolutely ecstatic about how well things were going with
Beth.  He thought for sure that the woman would have kicked Becky out of
the house the very first day.  But she was turning to putty in Becky's
hands.  Vee had definitely taught Becky well.  It was as though Becky could
read Beth's mind and knew what action to take and what to say.  Robert
wondered how many other women or girls Vee had made Becky do this with.  It
clearly wasn't the first time, that's for sure.

   Robert let his mind ponder the thought for a minute but then quickly
bored of it.  Lez action was never really his thing.  He had to admit that
it turned him on thinking of little Karen being made to eat pussy.  But he
liked it because of the humiliation he knew the girl was getting...  not
because of the act itself.

   The shower had been the big turning point in Beth's "recruitment".  It
was just enough to give Becky something to coerce Beth with.  And Becky
milked it for all it was worth.  Nothing major, mind you, just things
slightly worse each time.  Becky may be a slave but Robert had to admit she
had a true talent for being a dominant.  He barely had to give her any
advise at all.  She just naturally pushed the woman slightly deeper and
deeper.  By the time Beth's head was under water, so to speak, it was too
late for her to do anything about it.

   Within four weeks of them first meeting, Becky had Beth eating out of
her hand.  Robert still didn't have any video footage of them doing
anything illegal...  not really anyway.  However, he had tons of footage
that clearly showed Beth doing things that were way out of line for a grown
woman to do with someone else's child.

   By the end of that fourth week, Beth had the woman taking showers with
her regularly; cuddling in front of the TV; heck, she even slept in the
same bed with her a few times when her husband, Bob, was passed out on the
couch.  And once Beth was asleep, Becky would really go to work.

   Once Beth was asleep Becky would slowly remove the covers, turn on the
lamp and start posing.  Becky always slipped Beth a Mickey those nights to
help make sure the woman didn't wake up.  Sometimes Robert actually wished
Beth would wake up in the middle...  just to see the look on her face when
she realized what things Beth was doing to and with her.

   The video footage of course could never be used to blackmail the woman.
It was too clear from the tape that she was drugged.  Still photos created
from the tape, however, were a completely different story.  For example,
one photo showed Becky kneeling over Beth's face with Beth actually holding
the girl's waist as though she was pulling her downward.  Beth's mouth was
wide open with Becky's cunt pressed tight against her lips.

   The still image was extremely damning.  The video, however, showed
something completely different.  The video showed Becky first positioning
the portable video camera to the right spot to get Beth's face and Becky's
full body in the frame.  Then Becky opening Beth's mouth and then settling
down on it.  Getting Beth to hold her waist was actually an illusion.  To
get this illusion all Becky did was put Beth's hands on her waist then move
her own hands quickly up to her own breasts a few inches away.  Beth's
hands of course fell away, but for that brief instant it look like she was
holding the girl's waist while Becky played with her own breasts.

   To add a touch more realism, Robert had paid good money for an imager
that could imprint digital images onto real film.  While it looked pretty
damn convincing to the untrained eye, a real professional would be able to
tell under a loop that the images were not originally shot with a camera.

   Becky only managed to sleep with Beth like this three times, but it was
more than enough to get over a hundred images just as damaging as this one.
The last 50 or so were extremely good.  After they had plenty of damning
images, Becky started to take more risks.  To make the images seem more
real, she started making sure Beth's eyes would be open for some of them.
To pull this off she would get into a pose then pinch Beth very hard until
the woman would open her eyes.  Becky would then stop and wait a few
seconds for Beth to conk back out.  Then she would do it again in a
different pose.  If Beth was actually remembering any of it she never let
on.

   It was during the fifth week that Beth's life would change forever.  It
was this week that Vee paid Beth a visit.

   "Do you love my daughter," Vee asked as they sat down at the dining
table.  Beth almost spilled the coffee she was setting out for them to
drink.

   "I, uh, like your daughter a lot," Beth managed to reply.  "She's a very
polite girl."

   "Yes, but are you in love with her?" Vee pushed.

   "I'm not sure what you are asking," Beth said slowly.

   "Listen, I know what you have been doing with my little girl," Vee
angrily replied.  "Before I decide what I'm going to do about it I just
wanted to know if you have been doing it out of love for her or if you are
just some kind of sick bitch!"

   Beth shot back away from the table as though someone had just slapped
her.

   "I think you need to leave!" Beth said.

   "Fine, be that way," Vee said as she pulled a stack of photos out of her
purse and tossed them on the table.  "I found these under Becky's bed!  You
may not be in love with her but it's clear she is with you."

   "What are these...oh, god!" Beth said as she got a clearer look at the
images.

   "Got your hand caught in the cookie jar didn't you!?" Vee yelled at her.
"How dare you do these things to my little girl!"

   "But I didn't," Beth finally replied as she started going through the
photos.  "These have to be fake, I never did these things.  She must have
doctored these or something on her computer."

   "I knew you would say some shit like that," Vee replied.  "I found the
negatives also and to just make sure I had a friend of mine look at these.
He is a detective or sorts and knows the signs of fake photos and he
assures me the images are very real."

   "But it's just not possible," Beth said as she began to cry.  "I know I
never did these things.  That is my bed and I'll admit that I let her sleep
in the bed with me a couple times but we never did anything.  We just went
to sleep.  Unless...  oh god, is it possible she drugged me or something?"

   "Jesus fucking Christ!" Vee shouted.  "Are you seriously trying to
convince me that a 13-year-old girl first seduces you into bed somehow then
when you refuse to have sex with her she drugs you and makes you do it
anyway?"

   Before Beth could reply Vee pulled out a VHS tape from her purse and
stood up and walked into the living room.  Beth slowly followed and watched
as Vee put the tape into the VCR.  A few seconds later Beth's eyes shot
open wide when the image of her and Becky appeared.  They were in the
shower washing each other.  They had done this a few times recently, but
this appeared to be the very first time.

   "How...how did you tape this?" Beth asked.

   "How the hell should I know how she taped this," Vee spat at her.  "But
don't you think the 'how' is a bit fucking irrelevant to the 'what' that is
going on in the video?  And there were more tapes than this one showing you
in the shower with her on various occasions.  Or are you going to flat out
deny this happening also...  despite the fact that I'm fucking looking
right at it?"

   "N..no, those showers did happen," Beth said.  "I...  we, didn't do
anything though.  I know it was inappropriate but we just showered.  I
never pushed her to do it, she just wanted too and I didn't want to hurt
her feelings."

   The excuse wasn't exactly the truth.  Not the full truth anyway.  The
full truth was that she was scared of what the girl might say to her
friends if she refused to bathe with her.  It all sounded so stupid now,
but for some reason it made sense at the time.  Beth also knew that trying
to push blame onto the little girl was not something Vee probably would
swallow.

   Vee then pressed the fast forward button on the tape.  In a way Beth was
glad.  It made the images of the girl rubbing her breasts and butt go by
very fast.  She suspected that Vee was planning to stop fast forwarding
once the images of her washing the girl showed up.  However, Vee stopped it
sooner than that.  She stopped it right when Becky knelt and Beth turned to
face her in the shower.  Beth remembered this moment vividly.  And while
her mind was still racing over how this tape was recorded, it also raced
over how stupid she had been to allow the girl to stay in the shower to
begin with.

   "Oh!" Beth said as the little girl in the video pressed her body against
her mirror image.  Beth's legs got weak and she dropped to her knees as she
watched Becky's face in the video.  Becky had indeed put her face between
her legs as she had feared that day.  The camera angle suddenly changed to
a lower view and it showed a clear image of Becky's tongue dancing up and
down her pussy.  The image suddenly froze as the tongue was swiping over
Beth's clit hood.

   "Now, I'm guessing you are going to deny that was you in the shower and
that you don't have a small birth mark like that one," Vee said as she
pointed to an almost heart shaped birth mark on the thigh of the woman in
the video.

   Beth stayed silent.  She was trying to think of what she could possibly
say.

   "That's right, you better think before you answer bitch," Vee said.  "If
you keep denying all this shit then I'm going straight to the cops."

   "You...  you're not going to turn me in?" Beth said puzzled.  Why
wouldn't a mother turn in someone they thought had done this to their
little girl?

   "Well, that depends on you," Vee said.  "You face up to what you have
done and assure me you will try to fix things then I MIGHT not turn you in.

   "The truth of the matter is that I take partial responsibility for all
of this," Vee continued.  "You see, I'm a lesbian.  I always have been.  I
had both of my kids when I was very young.  How I got pregnant twice is not
something I like to talk about.  And definitely not something I would tell
the likes of you even if it didn't bother me.  Anyway, what I'm trying to
say is that my little girl may have picked up some of those traits.  It
doesn't make what you did any more right, at least legally, but I'm sure
she probably came on to you.  She is very pretty and while I might not
agree, I can understand how you might have been too week to resist her
advances."

   Beth slowly nodded her head up and down.  She was not yet willing to
admit she had actually done anything wrong.  However, she wanted to give
Vee the impression that this scenario might be true.  Anything to get her
out of the hot water and keep her from going to the cops.

   "The way I see it there are only a couple options here," Vee continued.
"The first option, and probably the right one in most people's eyes, is
that I turn you in.  However, if I do that my baby girl gets dragged
through the mud along with you.  Sure, they will hide her identity but she
will still have to go up on that stand and you know damn well that in a
hick town like this the word will get out and she won't be able to show her
face anywhere.  And to make things even worse, the whole ordeal of seeing
what kind of risk you had taken for her will probably make her love you
even more.  She will probably be sad for months on end and most likely hate
my guts since I turned you in and wouldn't let her come visit you or
communicate with you in any other way.  Do you see my problems with option
one?"

   "Yes," Beth quickly replied.  As bad as Vee's problems seemed, they
paled in comparison to the problems option one would cause her.  The very
thought of it almost made her throw up.

   "The other option isn't much better," Vee said.  "In fact, it's a bit
perverse I guess.  But that's obviously nothing you have a problem with. 
To cut to the chase, what you would do is dump my little girl and become my
girlfriend."

   Vee held up her hand to hush Beth before she could protest.

   "Hear me out," Vee said.  "If you just dump her then she will be upset
for awhile then most likely run out and find another older woman to fall in
love with.  However, if you become my lover then she will probably think
you somehow used her to get to me.  It's my hope that this will make her
think twice before trusting someone as old as you again.  I'm sure it will
also make her mad at me as well, but in the end I'm sure she will realize I
had nothing to do with your deception and forgive me."

   Vee had to bite her tongue from laughing as she fed this long line of
bullshit to Beth.  Vee personally didn't feel any of it would be believable
by Beth.  Nor did she really care for that matter.  It was Robert's fucking
idea, not hers.  And from her viewpoint, she wasn't getting shit out of the
deal.  All it did was keep Robert's ass out of the sling.  Sure, keeping
him out of trouble ensured her safety as well.  But she knew darn well that
Robert wouldn't roll over on her.  Doing so would just provide even more
evidence against him.  However, there was always that small chance she
might be used as a bartering chip in some kind of deal.

   On top of getting virtually nothing out of the deal, she now had to
fucking train this old hag.  Sure, Beth wasn't any older than herself, but
Vee liked preteen girls the most.  And when compared to a preteen, Beth
most certainly was old.  But what was she to do?

   "Well?" Vee asked.

   "Okay," Beth mumbled when she realized she didn't have any real choice.

   And so began Beth's training.

   7.

   "That fucking cunt!" Robert yelled at the TV as he watched the tapes of
Beth's first week in training.

   Robert was absolutely pissed at Vee.  The woman was fast-tracking Beth's
training.  Vee had Beth eating pussy before the end of the second day.  By
the end of the week she not only had Beth rimming her ass and drinking from
her breasts, but also was leading her around the house on a leash.  And to
top it off, she was doing all of this while Becky was home.  Becky was
never in the room with them when these things took place but surely even
Beth realized that Becky would be peeking on them.

   Robert knew that this was Vee's way of striking back at him for making
her train the woman.  But what could he do?  She was a necessity.  She was
also good CYA.  If Beth ran to the police they would snag Vee long before
they would be able to find out who Robert was and where he lived.  That
would give him plenty of time to skip town and switch to a different
identity.

   He knew he was going to have to speak with Vee about this.  And he knew
that she knew he would have to.  That's why she was doing it in the first
place...  so she could piss him off even more when he came to her about it.
He already knew what she would say, "You told me to train her so I'm
training her." He would then remind her what will happen if Beth goes to
the cops and in the end Vee will claim she isn't going to change her
training program.  Robert will act all pissed and leave knowing that in
reality Vee actually would change the training more to his liking.

   "One big pain in the ass.  Not to mention a huge danger and a waste of
time," Robert thought to himself.

   Robert was still steaming when he picked Jay up at the mall an hour
later.  As Jay got undressed, Robert started up the van and headed for a
truck stop he scoped out the prior day.  Well, actually he had been to this
truck stop before.  He used to make a few bucks here letting truckers play
with his dick.  He stopped doing it over three year ago, however, because
it was too big of a hassle.

   Sure, there were plenty of guys willing to pay, however, 90 percent of
them were always new faces.  It just ate too much time scouting out which
ones might pay.  There was also the fear that word might get out and the
city actually sends an undercover cop or something.  Though, he highly
doubted the city really cared that much.

   Of course, there was also the hassle of constantly having to reiterate
the ground rules.  In particular, he had to keep slapping them away when
they would try to suck on his dick.  A hand job was as much as he was
willing to sacrifice for these old faggots.  This of course was seldom a
problem at the porn theater.  There, over 95 percent were return customers.
Robert knew them by face and they knew the rules and what happened if they
broke them.

   Anyway, before he took a young boy there he wanted to check the place
out to make sure the atmosphere had not changed any.  To his delight, it
had not.  The restaurant portion at the stop looked like it had gotten a
slight remodeling, but the bathrooms had not changed a bit.  Robert guessed
that the owners knew what went on in those bathrooms.  They probably also
knew that those bathrooms were half the reason truckers even stopped at the
place.  Remodeling those dark and danky bathrooms would ruin the ambiance.

   Another plus side was that there were already glory holes cut between
the stalls.  This would cut down the prep time for him; as well as the
risk.

   Jay had barely gotten started on the dildo when the van turned off the
main road.  He could hear the loud rumble of trucks as they drove by. 
After they stopped, Robert got out of the van and closed the door.  There
was no need to give Jay instructions, he knew the drill.  Jay removed the
dildo and started to get dressed.  When he finished he looked down and
realized he had forgotten to clean the dildo.

   Just like all his other chores, Jay hated this new one as well.  Every
time he removed something from his ass, Jay now had to lick it clean. 
Jay's life had become one big enema, so of course there was never any fecal
matter on the plugs and dildos.  However, that didn't mean they were clean.


   Very often the toys, especially the dildos, would have a small white
coating on them.  Jay had no idea where the stuff came from.  Robert called
it Jay's ass milk.  Jay could only guess that his ass secreted the stuff to
help the dildos slide easier in his ass.  All he new for sure though, was
that he hated licking the stuff off.  It didn't taste horrible or anything,
just kind of salty.  He just hated it because he knew where it had just
come from.

   Jay hated when he laid the toys down and forgot to clean them off first.
This always meant that there would be hairs, dirt, lint and who knows what
else stuck to the sides.  And of course he was expected to now lick that
off also.  It was Robert's way of punishing him for the error.  Sure
enough, when he looked at the side of the dildo he seen a few small hairs.
It made him sick to his stomach when he seen that some of the hairs were
black and curly...  he was certain these were pubic hairs from the black
male that had fucked his ass about a week ago.

   Jay wanted to pick the hairs off, but even in the empty van he was too
scared not to follow this rule.  He just knew Robert would find out
somehow. Either there was a hidden camera in the van currently recording
him or Robert would just read it on Jay's face.  So, reluctantly, Jay stuck
out his tongue and started feasting on the hairs and his ass milk.

   It was a good 30 minutes before Robert came back to the van.  During
that time Jay sat there trying to keep his emotions under control.  This
new doggy game always upset him tremendously.  Jay almost wished that
Robert had tossed him a plug to put on.  It would have helped kill the
time.

   "The bathroom is in the back of the restaurant," Robert informed Jay as
he got into the van and tossed Jay the collar and leash.  "When you enter
the restaurant you will see a hallway in the back on the right hand side.
You go down that hall, then down a set of steps."

   Robert then handed him a key.

   "That's for the leash and collar," Robert informed him.  "The bathroom
is too far underground for me to get a live feed from the camera so I'm
taping it instead.  This means that I won't know if you get into trouble.
So, if it gets bad you have permission to use the key."

   Jay tried not to cry as he walked through the restaurant.  The waitress
was too busy to notice, but it seemed that half the guys in the place were
eyeing him as he went by with his pant's pockets overstuffed with the leash
and collar.

   Jay kept glancing behind him as he went down the dark hall.  He was
thankful that none of the men were following him; at least not yet.  He was
sure they probably would wait a good 10 minutes before they realized Jay
might have gone in there for something other than going to the bathroom.

   Jay could smell urine before he even opened the door.  There was also a
distinct smell of cum...  Jay knew that smell well.  Jay seen a guy taking
a piss in the urinal when he opened the door.  He hurried past the guy and
got into the last stall before the guy could turn to see who it was.

   After making sure the door was secured, Jay put on the collar and leash
and looked for the nail.  There wasn't one.  Jay felt around again, but
still couldn't find one.  At first he thought Robert expected him to
actually put the end of the leash through the hole.  He even started crying
as he thought this.  This meant that anyone entering the stall, would have
no choice but to notice the leash.  Luckily, however, the leash refused to
stay through the hole.  The weight of the chain hanging on his side of the
partition kept pulling the handle portion back through.

   His tears didn't stop, however, when he realized he would have to hold
the leash handle up to the hole for whoever might decide to use him. 
Wasn't this act embarrassing enough for him, Jay moaned?

   Jay had barely figured it all out when his first "customer" arrived. 
The guy didn't even hesitate; he just walked right into the stall next to
Jay and started peeking through the hole.  Jay slowly brought the end of
the leash to the hole.  Jay's hand was shaking as he waited for the guy to
grab it.

   However, the guy didn't.  Instead, he got up and left the stall.  Jay
didn't know what to make of it.  None of the guys that had looked through
the holes prior had just walked away without using him.  Maybe this guy
actually had morals, Jay thought.  His heart sunk, however, when the guy
didn't walk away but instead walked to Jay's stall door and tried to open
it.

   "I'm an undercover cop, open the door," the guy instructed.

   "Oh god...  oh god," the thought kept going through Jay's head.  He had
been caught!

   "Come on kid," the guy said again.  "We can do this two ways.  I can
kick the door in and then drag you out of here kicking and screaming; or
you can open the door and we can walk out nice and calm like nothing is
happening.  Everyone in the place won't have to know what you were doing
down here."

   "Okay," Jay whispered.  "I just need a minute."

   Jay's hands were shaking so bad it took him several tries with the key
to remove the collar.  He finally got it removed and stuffed it and the
leash back into his pockets.  He then wiped the tears out of his eyes and
opened the door.

   "My name is Frank," the guy said.  "Don't worry, I'm not going to arrest
you.  But I am going to have to take you home and talk with your parents
about this.  Now, I warn you, don't try to run or cause any problems.  You
causing a scene will blow my cover and ruin me from ever working this spot
again.  My chief would have my ass if that happened and then found out that
on top of getting my cover blown I didn't even take you in.  So, I would
have no choice but to actually arrest you then.  You are a minor and they
will take it easy on you, but it would still go on your record."

   "Okay," Jay managed to say as he tried to get his emotions under
control.

   "Good," Frank said.  "Now, I know you are embarrassed so I will take it
easy on you.  I won't even hold your shoulder or anything as we leave.  I
will walk out and you will follow behind me.  But no more than ten steps
behind me, alright?"

   "Okay," Jay whispered again.

   At that, the guy stood back and walked toward the door.  Jay tried his
best not to look nervous as they walked through the restaurant.  But he
felt everyone could see through him.  He was so embarrassed that he barely
made it out the front door before he started crying again.

   Jay had a quick ray of hope as they walked around the building and
toward Robert's van.

   "Robert will save me," Jay prayed.  "He will pretend to be my father or
maybe even beat this guy up and run off with me."

   His hope faded, however, as they walked past and nothing happened.  When
nothing happened Jay thought about making a run for it.  But once around
the corner and out of sight of the restaurant customers, the guy slowed
down and put his hand on the boy's shoulder.

   Jay just preyed that his mom wasn't home.  She should be at work for
another 4 hours, Jay thought to himself.  Maybe this wouldn't be so bad
after all.  He knew his father wouldn't do anything.  How could he?  If he
told Jay's mother then Jay would be forced to tell the whole story, which
would get his father in much more trouble than himself.

   "I thought you said you were a cop," Jay said as they reached a large
18-wheeler.

   "I wouldn't be much of an undercover cop if I showed up in a cop car now
would I?" Frank laughed as he opened the door.  "Now get up in there."

   Frank helped Jay climb up inside.

   "You should get in the sleeper," Frank said as he gestured to a set of
curtains between the seats.  "That way no one sees you leaving with me. 
Boys normally don't travel with their trucker dads.  It would send up a
major red flag."

   Jay pulled back the curtain and found out why the guy had called it a
sleeper.  It was a nice size compartment with an almost twin size mattress
filling it.  If he wasn't so nervous, Jay would have thought it was kind of
neat.

   Jay was half way in the cubical when Frank suddenly pushed him hard from
behind.  There was a loud thumb as Jay's head bounced off the back wall. 
Jay's mind was a haze as Frank quickly slapped a pair of cuffs on the boy.
Jay tried to scream but Frank was too quick and had a ball gag in his mouth
before anything could come out.

   "You are one gullible kid," Frank laughed as he took some rope and tied
Jay's legs together at the ankles.  Frank then used some rope to connect
the cuffs to the rope around Jay's feet.  He then pulled the rope tight
until Jay was effectively hog-tied.  Frank then turned Jay over so the boy
was looking at him.

   "You notice I don't have a mask on?" Frank said.  "That's because I know
you aren't going to turn me in.  You know why you aren't going to do that?
It's because you are going to be dead before the night is over.

   "I'm going to drive you to a nice secluded place.  Then, we are going to
have ourselves a nice little party.  And when we are done, I'm going to
take you out of the truck, carry you into the woods and slit your throat.
If you do a good job and make me happy then your throat may be the only
thing I cut.  If you don't make me happy then I might carve on you a little
first.  Heck, I might make a whole night out of it if you really piss me
off.  And believe me, if you piss me off you will be begging me for death
long before I'm done."

   Frank laughed as a large wet spot formed at the front of Jay's pants. 
The boy was pissing himself.

   Frank retreated from the sleeper and shut the curtain.  A few seconds
later the truck shook to life and took off down the road.

   "Where are you Robert!" Jay screamed in his head.  "I don't want to
die!"

   Was it 5 minutes or was it 5 hours, Jay was so frightened that he
couldn't tell how long it was before the truck finally came to a stop.  Jay
could hear crickets chirping outside as Frank, if that was his real name,
got out of the truck.  Jay wasn't sure why he got out, but was thankful for
the extra few minutes of life it gave him.

   About a minute later Frank climbed back up into the truck and shut the
door.  He then opened the curtain and crawled into the sleeper with Jay. 
It was then that Jay realized that Frank had gotten out of the truck so he
could undress easier.  This act gave Jay the realization that they were
indeed at the secluded spot Frank had warned him about.

   "Showtime," Frank laughed as he pulled out a knife and started cutting
away Jay's clothes.

   Jay could tell the knife was very sharp by the way it easily sliced
through his pants and shirt.  In a sick kind of way Jay was thankful the
knife was sharp.  Later, when Frank slit his throat with it, the cut would
be deep enough to kill him fast.  Or at least he preyed that was how it
worked.  If not, then maybe at least the cut would hurt less with a sharp
knife.  All kinds of thoughts like this were racing through Jay's mind. 
There still were hopes of rescue and escape, but those thoughts were
quickly fading.

   Once Frank had Jay naked, he roughly turned the boy around on the
mattress and cut the rope connecting the cuffs to the ankle rope.  Jay let
out a small sigh as the pain from the odd angle was relieved.

   "Oh, did that hog-tie hurt your back?" Frank said with a mock motherly
concern.  "Trust me kid, you don't know the meaning of pain.  Not yet
anyway."

   Frank then sat on the edge of the bed and pulled Jay over his lap face
down.

   "First, I think you need a little punishment for what you obviously
planned to do in that bathroom," Frank said as his hand flew down and
slapped against Jay's ass.

   Frank gave him a good 50 slaps before he stopped.  It hurt like hell but
wasn't much worse than spankings Robert had given him in the past.

   "I'm going to remove your gag for a bit," Frank informed him.  "There is
no one around to hear you so don't bother screaming.  All it will do is
hurt my ears and piss me off."

   After he removed the gag, Frank opened a large metal box connected to
the wall and pulled out a thick leather belt.  He then slid Jay off his lap
and got out of the sleeper.  He reached back in and slid Jay's feet off the
sleeper as well but left Jay's upper body on the mattress face down.  Frank
took a moment to tie the curtain to a hook on the wall so it was out of the
way.

   "It's hard to get a good swing in here," Frank informed him.  "I need
you to help me out.  Use your feet to point your ass further back out of
the entryway.  That way when I swing your ass will take the full impact and
not the sides of the seats and wall."

   Jay just stayed still.

   "Do you remember what I said earlier about what happens if you don't
make me happy?" Frank asked.

   Jay cried even harder as he slowly backed his rear end up in order to
give Frank a better shot.

   "See, that wasn't so hard," Frank said.  It was immediately followed by
a swish and loud slap as the belt swung through the air and made contact.

   "Ow!" Jay screamed as he bolted forward until his thighs came into
contact with the mattress again.  The pain was much worse than any spank
Robert had ever given him.

   "I'm waiting!" Frank said in a menacing voice.

   Jay slid his ass back out and squeezed his eyes tight in anticipation of
the next swing.  He didn't have to wait long.

   "Please stop," Jay began to plead as they reached the 10th swing.

   "Stop?" Frank said.  "Are you sure?  Because once I stop I plan to fuck
your ass for a couple minutes then take you out in the woods.  Are you in
that big of a hurry to die?"

   "N..n..no," Jay managed to say in-between tears.

   "I tell you what," Frank said.  "I will let you decide when I should
stop whipping your ass.  Every time I whip you I want you to point your ass
back out here and beg me to whip it again.  If I don't hear you begging
within 20 seconds after the previous hit then I will know you are ready for
the grand finale."

   The belt came down again the second he finished his sentence.

   "Ow!" Jay let out then slid his ass back again.  "P...please whip me
again."

   "My pleasure," Frank laughed as he gave Jay another blow.

   "Oh!  Please whip my ass."

   Again and again the belt came down and again and again Jay managed to
beg for another.  By the 100th impact Jay's ass hurt so bad that he thought
for sure it must be bleeding.  The pain was the worst he had ever felt in
his short life.  It was this intense pain that made him finally come to
terms with his situation.  He knew he would not be able to take much more.
And even if he could, what was the point?  Whether it was 100 more or 1,000
more, in the end he would give in and Frank would fuck then kill him
anyway.

   "Oh, you are ready now I see," Frank laughed when Jay remained forward
on the mattress crying.

   "It's not too late," Jay thought to himself.  "I can still lean back and
beg for more.  I can take a few more hits.  I know I can."

   Before Jay could talk himself into prolonging his torture, Frank made
the decision for him.

   "Please, I don't want to die," Jay begged as Frank pushed him all the
way up onto the mattress.

   "Oh, you are going to die," Frank informed Jay as he turned the boy face
down on the mattress.  "It's just up to you to decide how.  Will it be fast
or will it be very slow and painful."

   Frank then took some rope and tied it to the cuffs behind Jay's back. 
He then fed that rope through an eye-bolt connected to the ceiling of the
sleeper.  The bolt was originally put there for storing stuff overhead but
Frank had a different purpose in mind for it.  That purpose became very
clear to Jay as Frank pulled more and more on the rope forcing Jay to rise
up on his knees to relieve the pain in his shoulders.

   Frank then released a little slack in the rope and tied it off.  Once it
was tied off, Frank got on his knees about a foot behind Jay.

   "Okay, now we find out how much you want to please me," Frank laughed.

   Frank didn't have to bark any further orders.  Jay knew what the man
wanted.  So, he slowly shuffled backwards on his knees trying to find
Frank's dick with his ass.  After a few inches, however, the rope became
too tight and threatened to push him off balance if he went any further
back.

   "Y...you are too far back," Jay whispered.

   "No, you are too far forward," Frank laughed.

   "Ow, it hurts," Jay protested as he let his upper body go off balance
and forced his cuffed hands up high above him.

   "It's supposed too," Frank said.  "Now hurry up, my dick is getting cold
and that is starting to make me unhappy."

   This painful new position allowed Jay to now easily reach Frank's cock.
Jay had been so frightened that he had never noticed what Frank's cock
looked like.  As the head slid past his anal ring, Jay realized that
Frank's cock was rather thick.  Not as thick as Robert's but pretty close.

   Jay had barely gotten the head of the cock in him when he felt Frank
grab his waist with both hands.

   "Hope you are ready for the ride of your life," Frank said as he pulled
Jay back onto his cock.

   Jay was thankful that Frank at least made the initial penetration slow.
Though he was sure it was more for Frank's pleasure than his own. 
Pleasure, however, was far from Jay's mind.  Having his hands extended up
behind him caused severe pain in his shoulders.

   It wasn't long and Frank was rapidly pumping a good 9 inches up Jay's
ass.  Jay's ass cheeks felt like they were on fire as they slammed back and
forth against Frank's hips.  As though Jay wasn't already in enough pain,
Frank started to periodically remove a hand from Jay's waist and give him
an overhand slap on the ass.

   The small sleeper was filled with the sounds of the impacts.  It was
also filled with Jay's and Frank's grunts.  The grunts sounded close to the
same, but they certainly were not for the same reasons.

   "Oh shit, here it comes," Frank moaned after about 5 minutes.

   To his own disgrace, Jay felt his own dick shoot out its load on the
mattress below him.  The pain in Jay's shoulders made him thankful it
didn't take Frank long to cum.  But then it hit him what that cum meant.

   "I'm about to die and I still came from a dick in my ass," Jay thought
in shame.

   "Well, looks like it's time for our little nature walk," Frank said
after he caught his breath.

   "Please let me go," Jay begged.  "I won't tell anyone, I swear."

   "You just don't get it do you kid?" Frank laughed.  "The killing part is
half the fun.  Don't worry though, you did okay.  Not great, but okay.  I
think you deserve a relatively quick death.  I'm thinking I will only cut
on you for maybe 30 minutes before I finish you off.  Maybe cut your
fingers off and stick them up your ass.  Well, all but one, I think I will
save it as a souvenir.  Thirty minutes is still a pretty long time to be
cut on, but you have to admit it's better than 3 hours, which is what you
would have got had you pissed me off.  Don't you agree?"

   "Please, I don't want t..." the last of Jay's plead was cut off by Frank
sticking the ball gag back in his mouth.  Jay continued to try to plead
through the gag but nothing but muffled noises came out.

   Frank pulled the boy to the passenger seat, opened the door and pushed
him out.  Jay gritted his teeth in anticipation of hitting the ground.  But
the ground never reached him.  Instead, he fell into Robert's waiting arms.

   "Hmmlp Mmme," Jay tried to yell through the gag.

   "Worth every penny," Frank told Robert as he leaned down and handed him
a $50 bill.  "I stop by that truck-stop the first of every month if you
want to make some more money.  Make sure you bring your handcuffs again,
though.  I really got off role-playing with those."

   "We will see," Robert said as he carried Jay to the back of the truck
where he had parked his van.  He had no intentions of taking Jay back there
though; at least no time soon.

   "What, did you think I would actually let anyone seriously hurt you?"
Robert laughed as he dropped the boy on the mattress in the back of the
van. "If anything, I hope this has shown you how dangerous the world is out
there for a young boy on his own.  And believe me, it's a lot more
dangerous for a young girl."

   Robert left Jay in his bonds all the way back to the city.  Jay didn't
mind though.  He was just happy to be alive.  And as much as he hated him,
the experience had convinced Jay that he would never leave his protector.
He would never leave Robert.

   8.

   The whole rape/murder game was not Robert's cup of tea.  He didn't even
bother to record it.  Sure, he watched part of it through the passenger
side window, but it didn't turn him on.  Well, it did some, but not too
much.  He only watched to make sure Frank didn't get too carried away.

   The scenario, however, was vital in a slave's training.  It put the fear
of god into the slaves.  One would think it would scare the slave away from
Robert, however, it always had the opposite effect.  There was no doubt in
the slave's mind that Robert was a bad man.  However, the scenario showed
the slaves that there was a lot worse out there.  And the slave always
selected the lesser of the two evils.  In fact, the slaves actually started
to rely on Robert to protect them from the other evils.

   It was really a faulty logic choice, so you couldn't just spring the
game on the slave the first day.  You had to first gradually alter the boy
or girl's mind through other slave training methods.  Then, when they were
part way through their training you sprung the scenario on them.

   The outcome was always outstanding.  Advancing the slaves training
became 10 times easier afterward.  While this was nice, it really wasn't
the reason Robert like it.  Robert liked it because after this stage his
risk of being caught went down significantly.  He no longer had to fear
that much about the slave running away or turning him in.  In fact, the
slave would normally do everything in their power to protect Robert.

   The whole concept is hard for most to understand.  Even Robert didn't
feel such mind alteration was possible at first.  But then one day he read
a story about a local 14-year-old girl that had been abducted for a year
and then rescued.  Even with family and the police protecting her, the girl
wouldn't testify that the men had done anything wrong to her.  In fact, she
had taken all the blame herself and did everything she could to protect her
captors.

   For the protection of the girl, the media didn't go into much detail. 
However, Robert managed to track down one of the reporters that had been
covering the case.  A few beers later and he got the reporter to speak a
little on the case.  It wasn't anything he was forbidden to speak about,
just stuff that was a little too graphic for a family newspaper.

   Anyway, the key part of this conversation was how they had managed to
get the girl to her current state of mind.  Apparently, the captors would
throw small parties for their biker buddies and use the girl as
entertainment.  These biker buddies of theirs were rather rough with the
girl.  They would whip her, pierce her, put cigarettes out on her, and much
worse.  The captors would just pretend not to notice until the bikers were
about to do something way too extreme like cut her nipple off, or maybe
shove their fist up her asshole.  Then the captors would step in and defend
the girl.

   Despite the fact that the captors had invited the bikers and even raped
the girl often themselves, the girl came to rely deeply on them for
protection.  In her eyes, she owed the captors her life many times over. 
She of course didn't know that the captors and their friends had
coordinated the whole thing just to fuck with her head.  In the end she
literally would have given her life to protect them from harm.  Heck, they
didn't even need to keep her caged after 6 months.  Though, it did turn
them on to have her chained like a dog most of the time.

   Robert's use of this technique, however, was very minor.  He didn't want
the full traits obtained in the girl's case.  She was way too obedient for
Robert's taste.  Think of the most vile thing possible, and apparently this
girl would do it without hesitation if you told her too.  Not only that,
but she would honestly enjoy doing it.  It gave her life meaning to do her
masters' bidding.  This rumor was never confirmed by the reporter, but he
didn't deny it either when asked.

   No, Robert still wanted a little spunk in his slaves...  no pun
intended. You can't humiliate someone if they enjoy doing whatever you tell
them.  Robert just wanted to give them a taste of this method in order to
put his mind at ease from a security standpoint.

   Robert knew that some day he would have to do this with Karen also.  For
some reason this upset him whenever he thought about it.  Even with all the
vile things that Vee and Becky were starting to have her do, Robert still
felt an affinity for the girl for some reason.  Robert was certain that if
he didn't get his emotions in check that Karen would some day be his
downfall.

   Robert's more immediate concern, however, was continuing Jay's training.
It was time again to push his training up a notch and he was going to get
Vee to actually help him do it.  Well, to be more specific, he was going to
use some of Vee's "customers".

   This was the part of the training that Robert both hated and loved the
most.  He hated it because the acts that he needed to perform didn't turn
him on that much.  They didn't necessarily turn him off...  just didn't
overly excite him.  However, he loved the humiliation that the slaves got
from the acts.  Can't have your cake and eat it too, Robert surmised.

   It is called potty training.  Definitely not something that Robert came
up with himself.  The name wasn't even his creation.  But, just because he
hadn't thought of it on his own doesn't mean it wasn't an effective method
for humiliating his slaves.

   Normally he would just potty train the slave himself at home.  But, with
all these black males available at Vee's place, Robert thought he would
take full advantage of the situation.

   Vee, like always, was a real bitch about the whole thing.  She couldn't
stand being in the presence of Robert, let alone have him doing his "faggot
training" in her house.  The truth of the matter, however, was that she had
planned to do similar training on Karen within a few weeks anyway.  Having
the girl trained right next to her brother was priceless.  And she knew
exactly how to do it.  She had included her son in her own daughter's potty
training as well.  The only difference here was that unlike Jay, her son
had already been potty trained some years before her daughter finally was.

   "Absolutely not!" Robert had yelled when he heard Vee's price.

   Robert liked the idea of training the two siblings at the same time,
however Vee had one additional stipulation.  Vee wanted the two siblings to
not only be potty trained at the same time, she wanted them to do it
unmasked.

   The two fought back and forth on the subject for over an hour before
Robert steamed out.  Robert decided he would just potty train the boy
himself like all the rest.  He even started formulating a plan.  The more
he thought about it, however, the more he liked Vee's idea.  He still
didn't like revealing their identities like that, but the rest of the plan
soon became too good to pass up.  So, after a few days of trying to calm
down, Robert called Vee and worked out the details.

   8.

   Jay felt out of place and even a bit scared as they walked through the
apartment complex.  Everyone except he and Robert were black.  Bob, Jay's
dad, was prejudiced against blacks, but his mom wasn't.  And she went out
of her way to bring Jay and his brothers and sister that way also.  Despite
this, Jay could not get past the stereotype that the media and everyone
else gave to blacks...  and that was that they were gangsters and the like.
Therefore, walking deep into this run down building with all these blacks,
definitely put Jay on edge.

   "I got something for you little boy," one of the blacks said as they
walked by.  "I'll be seeing you later."

   For some reason, Jay expected Robert to punch the guy's lights out or
something.  But Robert just kept walking like nothing had happened.

   "This is Vee's apartment," Robert informed Jay as they stopped at a door
upstairs.  "Your sister is already here."

   Jay looked up at Robert in fear.  His fear diminished, however, when
Robert pulled the mask out of the bag he had been carrying.  Jay rapidly
put the mask on before Robert decided to change his mind.

   "It's about fucking time," Vee said as she answered the door.

   Robert felt like bitching her out.  Well, actually, he felt like belting
her one.  He wasn't late.  He was there right at the time they had
specified.  Robert wasn't stupid though, he knew Vee was just trying to get
under his skin.  That, and it was clear she wanted to let everyone in the
room know she had equal, if not higher, status than Robert.

   Robert decided to just file the comment under the, "You will pay for
that later Bitch", heading.  And some day he would definitely make her pay.
But today was not to be that day.  Today was to be Jay's "coming out"
party. And Robert wasn't going to let Vee's attitude ruin it.

   There were already 7 blacks in the apartment sitting around smoking and
joking.  The place was full of smoke and it was clear most of them were
smoking pot.  It ticked Robert off that Vee would subject the kids to all
this smoke.  If this is what went on in the house every day, Vee's kid
would surely have lung cancer before they were 30.  He had not noticed
smoke on any of the videos, so maybe this was just a special occasion.  Or,
is it that the smoke just didn't show up on camera that well?  He would
know after tonight though, because he most definitely was taping
everything.

   Robert walked into the kitchen area and grabbed a beer out of the
fridge. He made sure he shook the can a hair as he walked back toward the
living room.  He then opened it and let a lot of the foam spill out onto
the carpet as he continued toward Jay, who was still standing just inside
the apartment.  Robert knew that Vee could care less about some beer
spilling on her crappy floor, but he also knew the act would piss her off.
Which of course it did.

   "A bit over dressed aren't you?" Robert said as he reached Jay.

   Jay looked around the room nervously.  There were so many people, surely
Robert didn't want him to undress here.

   "You are wearing a fucking slave's mask," Robert laughed.  "I think they
already know what your purpose in life is."

   Everyone in the room stopped talking and turned their attention toward
the door when they seen Jay begin to undress.  Jay's face turned beat red
with embarrassment as he slowly removed his clothes.  He managed to hold
his tears back, however.

   Well, he held them back until he was naked and Robert told him to get
into position.  Jay looked into Robert's eyes for a second in order to
plead.  He didn't bother to say anything, however.  He could already tell
by the look on Robert's face that this command was not up for negotiation.
So, he bowed his head toward the ground and slowly got down on all fours.
Once there, he turned his rear end toward Robert and lowered his face and
shoulders all the way to the floor.  His tears began to flow even harder
when he heard several in the room laughing at him.

   Jay wasn't sure if they were laughing at his position or at what he was
wearing in his asshole.  He guessed it was probably both.  Before getting
out of the van, Robert had made Jay put on his "ass ring".  At least that
is what Robert called it.  It was a little device Robert had invented
himself.  Or at least he didn't remember ever seeing one anywhere else.

   It was basically a 4-inch long pipe that was 2 inches around.  The front
1.5 inches and the back 1.5 inches were bent outward.  It almost looked
like some kind of tiny, yet wide, rim for a tire.

   Jay absolutely hated the device.  It was smooth on the edges, but the
odd shape hurt his ass like hell when he put it on.  He found with practice
that if he stuck some of his fingers through the hole it helped get the
thing in his ass.  Though it still hurt a lot going in.  Only the front end
went in, however.  The other tapered end stayed outside his asshole. 
Effectively it forced his ass into a 2-inch wide "O".

   Robert had started making him wear the ring after it had become clear
Jay was now addicted to having stuff up his ass.  Jay went absolutely nuts
with the ring in him.  It held his ass open like a plug did, however, there
was nothing really penetrating him.  Thus, nothing to scratch that itch
inside him.  If that wasn't bad enough, the "O" exposed his insides to the
open air.  This made that itch 10 times worse.

   Robert made Jay wear it all the time too.  It drove Jay crazy that
Robert no longer had to encourage him to beg for an ass fucking.  By the
time Jay would visit Robert again, he was absolutely insane with the need
to scratch that itch.  Jay was only allowed to scratch that itch with a
dick unless otherwise authorized by Robert.  It was a rule Jay dared not
break.

   At home, Jay even started trying to get his dad excited more often.  If
his dad wasn't drunk enough, Jay would start fetching beers for him.  He
would also bend over in front of him to pick stuff up whenever he could. 
If the itch was especially bad, Jay would get even more bold and rub the
front of his dad's pants if no one was looking.

   After all this humiliation, however, his dad would often end up just
fucking his throat.  Jay would beg him to fuck his ass, but his father
seldom did anymore.  His dad didn't like the ring because it was too tight
on his dick and Jay was not allowed to remove it at home, even for an ass
fucking.  Jay now loved the poker nights, however.  Bob and his friends
often took turns with the boy on these nights, which meant Jay had many
more chances to get an ass fuck.

   All of the begging to get ass fucked always got a beating from his dad
once his friends left.  Evidently, it was one thing to pimp out your son to
the guys.  But a completely different thing when they boy acted like he
like it.  Having a faggot son somehow diminished his stature with the guys.

   "Mind if I put this out in there?" a tall black man said as he
approached with a lit cigar.

   "You have any idea how long it would take for that to heal?" Robert
said. "As much as I would like to see him dance around, it would be weeks
before anyone could fuck his ass again."

   Robert tried to make it sound like a good idea, just bad timing. 
However, he really felt like punching the sick fuck's face in for making
such a suggestion.

   "Is she ready?" Robert asked Vee.

   "Yeah, she's ready and waiting in the bathroom," Vee replied indicating
which door it was.

   Robert slapped his own hip twice with his right hand and Jay immediately
got back up on his hands and crawled to Robert's right side.  He then
followed as Robert walk to and then inside the bathroom.

   Jay was surprised to see his sister sitting in the bathtub.

   "Get in with her and start making out," Robert commanded.

   Karen was small, but it was still awkward and a tight fit in the small
bathtub.  The two hugged and kissed for a few minutes before Vee barked new
instructions.

   "Get on your back and have the bitch ride your cock," she said.

   The sweat and tears from the siblings made moving in the tub rather hard
as they slid not only against each other but the tub itself.  They managed
to finally get into position, however.  Karen let out a long moan as she
lowered her pussy onto Jay's dick.

   After Jay was fully in the girl, they had him slide a long belt
underneath himself.  They then had Karen lean forward against his chest and
brought the other two ends of the belt over her back and buckled it.  They
made sure it was extra tight so neither could separate.  They also cuffed
Jay's hands behind him so it would be very hard, if not impossible, for him
to remove the belt.

   The two struggled to hump each other after Robert told them to start
fucking.  They managed to comply but the penetration was only a couple
inches.  Vee and Robert then left the bathroom, but not before giving Becky
instructions not to let the two stop fucking.  Becky also got special
instructions on how to take care of their guests.

   Jay and Karen began to cry as a few black men entered the bathroom to
watch the two fuck.  One of the black men unzipped his pants and pulled his
hard cock out.  The others quickly did the same and started masturbating.
Becky reached into the tub and gave Karen a loud slap on the ass when the
siblings halted their fuck temporarily.

   Once they started back up Becky turned her attention to the black cocks.
She sat on the edge of the tub in front of the black man in the center and
started sucking his cock.  At the same time, she reached out and grabbed a
cock in each hand and started jacking the other two men off.

   The man in her right hand was the first to cum.  When was about to cum
he knocked Becky's hand out of the way and leaned over the bathtub and shot
his load right on Karen's left shoulder.  The sight of the little girl
getting covered in cum quickly brought the other two to climax as well. 
They also shot their load over the girl and her brother.

   They had barely finished and three other guys were crowding into the
bathroom to take their place.  This rotation went on for over an hour.  By
that time, their bodies were completely covered in the cum.  The cum even
worked it's way in-between their tightly bound bodies.  Jay was too ashamed
to look any of the men in the eyes as they hovered over them.  But he did
glance from time to time...  at least until about the 30 minute mark when
his face became too plastered with the cum to open his eyes anymore. 
During that time, however, it became clear to him that the party had grown
significantly.  He seen way more faces entering the bathroom than he had
originally seen before.

   "Man, you two stink," Robert said as he turned the bathroom's vent on.
"It's been about an hour, are you two ready for your shower yet?"

   "Mmm hmm," the two moaned as they continued their French kissing as
ordered.

   "You can stop kissing," Robert instructed.  "Clean each other's face off
though."

   Jay went first.  It only made sense since the cum on Karen's face would
just leak down onto his own if he didn't.  He did his best to lick all the
cum out of her eye sockets first.  He knew they would make her open her
eyes and the cum would sting her eyes if they were not cleaned well.  He
managed to clean about 50 percent of the rest of her face, but there was
only so much he could do with their position.  Robert was actually
impressed at how good of a job Jay had done, especially since he had to
keep his eyes tightly shut the whole time.

   Once he stopped licking, Karen opened her eyes and did the same.

   "You missed some," Robert said to her.

   Karen looked back at the slave's face but couldn't see any spots she had
missed.

   "W...where master?" Karen asked.

   "I think some cum got under his mask," Robert said.  "Why don't you take
it off for him."

   Jay's eyes got big as saucers and he started shaking his head back and
forth the best he could in protest.  Karen could tell the slave didn't want
to have the mask taken off.  But she also knew she would get punished if
she didn't follow the order.  So, she started struggling with the straps
the held the mask in place.  When it was clear that Robert was not going to
stop the girl, Jay finally gave up his protest.  He just sat there looking
into his sister's eyes as she undid the straps and then slowly removed the
mask.

   "But..." Karen didn't know what to say when her brother's face came into
view.  She tried to think of something to say, but her mind was a flood of
images.  Images of all the things the slave had done to her in the past. 
And as every image came to her, her mind rapidly cut out the mask and
replaced it with her brother's face.

   "I'm sorry," Jay managed to say.

   Karen didn't even know how to feel.  A part of her wanted to be angry
with Jay.  It was his job to protect her and he had failed.  However, in a
weird way, she was kind of relieved that it had been Jay under that mask.
This meant that she was no longer alone in her living hell.  Jay and her
could now comfort each other as they suffered through their training.  And
in the mix of all of that, Karen knew one thing for certain.  She loved her
brother.  That love had always been there.  However, as she had been made
to have sex with him during the prior weeks (or at least knowingly so) that
love had changed from being just a brotherly/sisterly love...  it had
become something much deeper.

   After a minute of staring into each other's eyes, Karen slowly lowered
her lips to Jay's and kissed him.  The two had kissed each other thousands
of times during their training, and while it might have looked the same, it
most definitely was different.  And everyone in the room could tell.

   The kiss went on for over a minute before it was broken up by a warm
spray that went up Karen's back then onto the side of her head and finally
against their faces.  The two broke the kiss and looked upward to see
Robert standing there pissing down on them.  The two just stared up in
shock as Robert guided the stream of piss up and down their bodies.

   "You like your shower?" Robert laughed as he let the last few squirts of
piss shoot into their faces again.  "I think I missed a spot though.  But
I'm sure someone else can get it for me."

   Robert then put his cock back in his pants and walked out.  His image
had barely disappeared when Vee's came into view.  Vee hiked up her short
skirt to expose her bare pussy and then stood on top of the bathtub with a
foot on both sides.  She then squatted down over their heads and started
pissing.

   The siblings immediately got over their shock and closed their eyes and
mouth as tight as possible.  A fresh batch of tears mixed with the piss
splashing down on their faces.

   "Did anyone say you could stop kissing?" Vee growled down at them as she
stopped her stream of piss temporarily.

   Instinctively, the two immediately complied.  Karen crinkled her nose in
disgust as she tasted the putrid piss on her brother's lips.  A few seconds
later, Vee let out a small moan as she managed to get her flow of piss
going again.  The stream only lasted another 20 seconds before it finally
tapered off.

   "Make sure they keep kissing and fucking," Vee said as she walked out.

   "Oh, I will," Becky said as she also got into a squatting position over
the brother and sister and started pissing on them.

   Becky didn't know why she wanted to piss on the two.  Vee hadn't ordered
it.  It didn't even excite her that much to do it.  She remembered this
same thing being done to her and she hated it.  It just seemed nice somehow
doing this to someone else for a change.

   Becky's moment of glory was interrupted, as one of the black men pulled
her off the tub and deposited her on the floor.  She stopped her piss as
fast as she could...  but not before a lot of it had run down her own legs.
The guy was already pissing on the siblings before she managed to get back
up to watch.

   Another guy stepped forward once this one finished.  This new guy was
still pissing when the siblings heard Vee yell from the next room.

   "Bitch, get your ass in here!" Vee shouted at Becky.

   The piss raining down on them and the commotion in the next room made it
hard to hear what was going on.  The best Jay could make out, it sounded
like Becky was in trouble for peeing on them without permission.  She was
definitely in trouble for something at least.  Jay could hear someone, he
assumed Vee, spanking Becky.  This new attraction in the other room gave
the siblings a reprieve, if only a short one, as all the men in line ran
back out to watch the punishment.

   "Th..they're pissing on us," Karen managed to say in-between sobs once
the men were out of ear shot.  "Why are they pissing on us?"

   "I don't know," Jay admitted.  "Just close your eyes and pretend we are
somewhere else."

   At that, Jay lifted his head slightly to kiss Karen on the lips.  Karen
immediately lowered her head and started French kissing Jay again.  She
also let out a small moan as her hips began to hump back down on Jay's
cock. This was the first time she had ever made love...  at least in her
mind.  She did not feel all the other times counted since she had been
forced to do it.

   In a few minutes when the sideshow was over, the men would come back and
once again they would be forced to have sex with each other.  However, the
next few minutes would be all theirs.  Even with the putrid smell and sound
of the piss splashing around, Karen felt the moment was one of the most
beautiful in her life.  She was in love.

   9.

   The siblings took turns showering the moment they got home that night.
They had showered at Vee's house, but both still felt dirty.  Even after a
second long shower at home they still imagined they could smell the piss on
them.

   Robert and Vee had left them in the tub of piss for 3 hours.  And the
black men never seemed to stop pissing on them.  Becky even had to open the
drain a little at one point.  The piss was getting so deep that Jay could
barely keep from drowning in the stuff.  The two felt as though the piss
had soaked into their pores.

   Jay especially felt this way.  Not only had he been submerged in it the
most, he had been wearing his ass ring.  With his ass ring in, Jay could
not prevent the piss from going into his asshole.  It stun for a long time
as the piss made it's way up into his insides.  That sting, however, became
more of an itch.  An itch that only served to amplify the one he already
felt there.

   Before dropping the two off a block from their house, Robert had given
them some instructions.  In short, Robert wanted Karen on a cum diet for
two weeks.  She was allowed to drink water, but she could not eat anything
but cum.  Robert had warned her that he was going to take her to the doctor
at the end of the two weeks and he would be able to test if she followed
the instructions or not.

   Karen wasn't sure if such a thing could be tested.  But she had never
known Robert to lie to her.

   The kicker, of course, was that only Jay could feed her.  Vee, like
always, was strongly against Robert's idea.  A lot of the black men loved
cuming in Karen's mouth.  It may have only been for 2 weeks, but that still
amounted to a lot of lost income for Vee.  She quickly relented, however,
when Robert told her she could have Jay for those two weeks as well as
Karen.  And that only Karen's mouth was off limits.

   Vee found this very acceptable.  It would significantly increase her
income.  She knew that some of the blacks liked men, and they would
practically be knocking her door down to get at a little boy like Jay.

   Heck, she would make a fortune just having the two siblings perform with
each other.  She remembered how much money she had made from when she had
done the same thing with her own son and daughter.  The only drawback, of
course, was that her son had been too old for most of the black men.  Not
that the boy didn't get plenty of dick still.  They just weren't willing to
pay as much as she knew they would for Jay.

   To Jay and Karen's relief, Robert and Vee did not contact them for a
full 3 days.  This gave them time to get their emotions under control. 
This, however, did not mean they were not subjected to humiliation during
this time.

   "I...I'm hungry," Karen whispered to Jay.  She had held out for over 24
hours before she finally gave in to hunger.  She had waited until her
parents were asleep and then tip toed into Jay's bedroom and woke him.

   Jay got up and made sure his door was locked.  He then put a towel in
the crack of the door and turned the light on.  Jay was ashamed of what he
was about to do.  And from the redness in Karen's cheeks and neck, it was
clear she was as well.

   Once the light was on, Jay got a small camcorder out from under his bed.
Robert had given him the camera to document all the "feedings".  Jay also
got out the baby bottle; nothing special about it, just a normal baby
bottle.  He sat on the edge of the bed, then unscrewed the lid off the
bottle and turned the camcorder on.  He then pointed the camera at his
sister.

   Karen turned 2 more shades of red as she pondered what had to be done.
For a moment she thought about retreating from the room.  But she knew she
had to eat.  She might be able to hold out for 6 more hours or so, but
there was no doubt she would then have to give in.  Only then, it would be
daytime and everyone in the house would be awake.  No, it was better to do
it now.

   Karen looked down at the floor as she walked to between Jay's legs.  She
hesitated for another moment, then got down on her knees and reached out
her hand.  Jay let out a moan as Karen began to jack on his cock.  Despite
having permission, Jay had not masturbated at all that day.  Which for Jay,
was now a very long time to go without cumming.

   Urged on by Jay's moan, Karen leaned her head forward and started
sucking on Jay's cock.  This shamed Karen even more.  Not just because she
was giving her brother a blowjob, but because she was willingly doing it.
Robert had not specified how they were to milk Jay's cock.  He just said it
was Karen's job to get Jay to cum.  She knew she could have just jacked Jay
off, but for some reason she wanted to please her brother more than that;
to let him know that he was special to her.

   "I'm cumming," Jay said after only a moment.

   Karen quickly lifted her head off Jay's cock and grabbed the baby bottle
and stuck the tip of his dick to the tip of it.  Four thick strands of cum
shot into the bottle before Jay's climax finally tapered off.  Karen
squeezed the base of Jay's dick and slid her small hand upward in order to
get as much cum as possible into the bottle.

   Karen frowned when she seen that the cum only filled an inch of the
bottle.  She knew this was probably enough to get her by for another 12
hours at least.  However, Robert had drawn a line on the bottle they were
required to fill it too before she could eat it.  That line as a good 3
inches higher.  This meant Jay would have to cum at least 3 more times. 
Possibly more.

   Karen lowered her head again and gave her brother's dick baby kisses
until it started to grow again.  Once it started showing life, she sucked
it back into her mouth.  It took Jay much longer this time to cum.  Karen
didn't think he would ever cum.  Eventually, she decided to take the
blowjob even further and forced Jay's cock down her throat.  The tightness
of her little throat did the job and Jay was cumming into the baby bottle
again in a matter of minutes.

   Karen sucked at Jay's cock for over 30 minutes after that, but the boy
was having too much trouble trying to cum.

   "I..." Jay began to say something but stopped for a moment.

   "I need something up my ass," Jay finally whispered in shame.

   Karen looked up at him with sad eyes.  Jay couldn't tell if she was sad
for him or if she just dreaded performing the act.  She didn't hesitate
long, however.

   "You know the position you normally get in so Robert can...  you know,"
Karen whispered with her eyes downcast.

   Jay had to think for a moment.  The normal position he got in with
Robert made no sense for this current situation.  But then he realized that
whenever Karen was there Robert normally took Jay doggy style so Jay could
perform various things on her as well.

   So, Jay slowly got up on the bed in a doggy position.  Karen then slowly
got positioned behind him.  Slowly she moved her head forward and began to
lick at Jay's asshole.  She was thankful Robert had allowed Jay to remove
the ass ring.  She hated the way it make Jay's ass look when he wore it.

   Karen first licked then tongued Jay's ass.  She did this for over 5
minutes with Jay doing his best to hold the camera over his back in order
to tape it.  His arm quickly tired, however, so he moved the camera below
him instead and angled it up from below his groin.

   Karen could tell Jay was having problems with the camera so she took it
from him and laid it on a pillow near by.  She adjusted the camera until
she was sure it was getting a good angle of the action.  Then, she returned
to rimming Jay's ass.

   After another 5 minutes Karen leaned back and replaced her tongue with a
finger.  Almost immediately Jay's dick began to lurch underneath him. 
Encouraged by this reaction, Karen inserted a 2nd, 3rd then 4th finger.

   "Please," Jay finally said as the itch inside him begged for relief.  "I
need more."

   Karen bit her lower lip as she slowly inserted her thumb along with her
other four fingers.  She didn't know why she was surprised that Jay could
take all of her fingers.  She had seen Robert stick his cock in Jay's ass
many times.  And Robert's cock was definitely bigger than her fingers.

   "It's leaking," Karen said with joy as a drop of cum dripped out of the
tip of Jay's dick.  Jay quickly grabbed the baby bottle and stuck it under
himself and held it just below the tip of his dick.  Very slowly his dick
dripped more and more cum into the bottle.  At this rate, however, it would
take hours to fill the bottle another two inches.

   Karen knew how to speed the process up.  A tear of shame fell from her
cheek as she slowly pushed her fingers further up Jay's ass.  When Jay
didn't protest, Karen continued to push until her knuckles reached the ring
of Jay's asshole.  She was about to stop her penetration when she felt Jay
push back toward her hand.  She watched in amazement as her entire hand was
swallowed by Jay's asshole.

   "Mmm," Jay moaned.  His asshole had been in need of a large object for
days.

   "Is this deep enough?" Karen asked once half of her forearm was buried
up her brother's ass.

   "Yes," Jay replied.  "But...pull it all the way out and make a fist."

   Jay couldn't believe he had just asked his sister to fist fuck him. 
Karen was shocked, but did as requested.

   "Oh, God," Jay moaned as Karen forced her now closed fist back up his
ass.

   As Karen built up a steady rhythm with her right fist, her left hand
slid under Jay and grabbed his dick.  She then started milking Jay's cock
into the baby bottle.  Karen was amazed at how much cum was coming out.  A
large wad of it would drop into the bottle every time her left hand slid
downward.

   "We did it," Karen said with joy some 30 minutes later as the bottle
finally filled to the 4-inch mark.

   "Wait please," Jay begged.  "I'm almost there."

   Karen knew she should have stopped.  They had enough cum and it would be
better for next time if Jay didn't cum now.  But she couldn't stop.  For
her, the task had become more than just an order to follow.  She wanted to
give her brother pleasure.  So she continued to fist his ass and stroke his
dick until Jay let out a loud moan and shot another load into the bottle.

   It took a minute before she could pull her fist out of Jay's now
tightened asshole.  Once she did she sat there looking at it.  She was glad
to see that there wasn't any fecal matter on it.  It glistened, however,
with some kind of white substance.  She was about to wipe it off on the bed
sheets when Jay spoke.

   "Wait," Jay said as he remembered Robert's new rule.  "You can't do
that. I...I'm required to lick it clean."

   Jay started sobbing as he sat back on the edge of the bed and informed
Karen of this disgusting act he had to perform.  Karen just looked at her
hand for a moment then slowly raised it up toward Jay's face.  Jay got his
sobbing under control and slowly licked Karen's fist and arm clean.  When
he was sure it was clean he let her dry it on the bed.

   Karen bit her lower lip nervously as she stared down at the baby bottle
lying on the bed.  Jay had put the lid on it already.  It was Karen's gaze
at the bottle that reminded Jay there was still one more task to perform.

   Jay slid back on his mattress until his back was up against the wall. 
He then positioned the camera so it would get a good view.  Karen's face
turned red again as she sat next to Jay's right hip than laid back across
his waist and toward his upper left chest area.  Jay put his right hand
under her knees and lifted her up into his lap.  He then cradled her with
his left hand.  Once he had her legs supported with his left hand he used
his right to grab the baby bottle and bring it to her mouth.

   Karen's eyes got big when she seen they had filled the bottle to almost
6 inches.  She couldn't believe her brother had produced so much cum.  She
knew a lot of it was just precum, but it was still extremely impressive.

   Karen closed her eyes in shame as she began to nurse on the bottle.  At
first it was just small sucks but as her hunger took over she began to
frantically suck at it.  Jay rocked her in his arms like a baby as she fed
from the bottle.  Despite her shame, she slowly fell asleep in Jay's arms
as her hunger was finally quenched.  Even in her sleep, Karen continued to
nurse on the bottle until the last of the cum disappeared from it.

   Jay laid down the bottle and then turned off the camera.  He then held
his sister in his arms like that for another 40 minutes, occasionally
giving her small kisses on her forehead and lips.  Quietly, he finally got
up and carried her back to her room.

   10.

   Dr.  Mike Kelly was shocked when he seen Karen two weeks later.  She had
lost over 7 pounds since he had last seen her.  That was a lot for a girl
as small as her.  She still looked like a healthy girl, just a bit on the
skinny side now.

   "Take off your clothes Karen," Mike instructed as he locked the door.

   "S...shouldn't I have a female doctor?" Karen said as she looked over at
Jay.  "And shouldn't he leave?"

   The appointment had actually been set up for Jay.  The nurses didn't bat
an eye when Mike had told the girl she could come into the examining room
also.  Especially since Jay's father was nowhere to be found.  He had
dropped the two off, filled out some paperwork, then disappeared somewhere.
Mike knew of course that Robert had instructed the father to do this.  It
gave Mike a reason to have the girl go in the room also.

   Jay was only there for some blood work, so no one seemed to pay any mind
when the girl followed as well.  In fact, it was a nice change from Dr. 
Kelly's most recent clientele.  Almost everyone in the hospital commended
Mike for his charity program; however, the nurses hated it when all the
blacks would show up.  They were always making passes at them and even
sneaking in a pinch on the ass from time to time.

   "I said take your fucking clothes off," Mike growled when Karen had not
complied yet.

   Karen looked over at Jay who nodded for her to do as the doctor
commanded.  It was then that Karen realized that the good doctor was in on
the whole thing.  Tears formed in her eyes as she bowed her head and
started to disrobe.

   "So, I hear Jay has been feeding you lately," Mike laughed as Karen
removed the last of her clothes.  "Well, I've got good news for you, Robert
has told me he plans to keep you on a cum diet from now on."

   Karen looked up in shock; she would die, she just knew it.  She needed
to eat.  Her stomach had been virtually empty for 14 days now and even she
could tell her health was suffering.  To live like this would not be
possible.

   "Don't worry," Mike said as though reading her mind.  "You won't starve
to death.  Not if I have anything to do with it.  I knew before I even seen
you that living off Jay's cum would not keep you alive for much longer. 
So, I took the liberty to speak with Robert and he agrees you need more
food than that.  Therefore, you are now allowed to eat everyone's cum, not
just Jay's.  Though, Robert did say something about you and Jay still being
required to do your nightly ritual...  whatever that means."

   Karen's bare feet slapped against the tile floor as she ran to Jay and
put her head to his chest.  Jay started crying as well as he held his
sister in an effort to comfort her.

   "If you don't want to die, then I highly recommend that you suck as much
dick as possible," Mike chuckled.  "I'm going to give you some vitamins and
a few other things as well.  These should get your energy back and keep you
from getting sick.  That's the good news.  The bad news is that some of
these pills will allow Robert to do one or two things too you that he
normally wouldn't."

   "Like w..what," Jay asked.  He didn't want to hear the answer but knew
the question had to be asked.

   "Oh, let me show you," Mike said as he unzipped his pants.

   Karen turned her head from Jay's chest to see what the doctor was doing.
The doctor let his pants drop to the floor and then stepped out of them. 
They were baggy enough that he didn't need to remove his shoes.

   "Suck on it little girl," Mike instructed.

   Karen turned and got to her knees immediately.  She didn't even have to
think, her body just automatically complied to commands like this now days.
The doctor had a big cock but it was not too big.  At least compared to the
blacks Karen had to suck sometimes.  Karen's throat was rather small so she
seldom was able to deep throat a guy.

   Mike's cock was borderline.  She thought she might be able to take it in
her throat if she had too.  But didn't plan to try.  She had learned the
hard way to never take a cock in her throat unless she had too.  The men
often spanked and twisted her tits and stuff if she didn't do it...  but
those punishments were nothing compared to when she did.  Once a guy got
their cock into her throat they always grabbed her head and started fucking
her face hard.  They would get so carried away that she had passed out a
few times from lack of oxygen.

   "Look up into my face," Mike said.  "Robert is wanting to potty train
the both of you.  I can tell from the look on your face that you don't know
what that is.  Well, do you remember what happened to you in the bathtub at
Vee's?  Yes, I've seen the video."

   Both Karen and Jay felt a little nauseous when the memory of their piss
bath raced through their heads.

   "Well, that was part of your potty training," Mike informed them.  "But
there is a lot more to potty training than just pissing on you."

   The doctor looked up at Jay for a moment then back to Karen's wet eyes.
He was waiting for them to figure it out on their own but from their blank
stares it seemed clear they had no clue what else potty training might
include.

   "Another part of potty training," Mike finally continued, "is that you
drink piss also.  No, put my dick back in your mouth!  That's a good girl.
I'm going to give you your first taste.  Don't worry, it won't be much...
just about a quarter of a cup probably."

   Both Karen and Jay just looked at Mike as though he was speaking some
kind of foreign language.  There was no way he just said what he did. 
Karen was the first to come out of the trance as a stream of warm piss shot
into her mouth.  Some went down her throat and she began to choke on it. 
Mike immediately stopped the stream to let the girl get herself back under
control.

   "I've been drinking water all day," Mike said.  "I have plenty more
where that came from.  And I'm not going to stop pissing in your mouth
until you drink about a quarter cup of it."

   At that Mike put his hand behind Karen's little blonde head and brought
her mouth back to his cock.  Karen resisted for a moment but then gave in
to her fate.  The cock had barely entered her mouth when a light stream of
piss began again.  Karen closed her eyes tight in disgust as she forced her
throat to swallow the liquid.  It was a little bitter but not too bad.  The
knowledge of what she was drinking was the worst part of the experience.

   After several swallows the stream suddenly stopped and Karen pulled back
from the end of the cock.

   "No, that didn't count," Mike said as he pulled her back to his cock
again.  "I told you to look up at me but you closed your eyes.  Let's try
it one more time."

   Again, the piss shot into her mouth.  And again, she closed her eyes in
disgust...  but quickly got a hold of herself and opened them back up. 
Karen's tear filled eyes stared up at Mike as the man emptied more of his
bladder into their stomach.  After a few more swallows the piss suddenly
stopped again.

   "See, that wasn't so bad was it," Mike comforted her as she caught her
breath.  "Was it?"

   "No, sir," Karen replied.  It wasn't the truth but she knew what the
doctor wanted to hear.

   "Okay, it's your turn now," Mike informed Jay.  "You are going to want
to take your clothes off first though."

   Jay didn't want to comply.  For a moment he even thought about running
from the room.  But then he seen his baby sister sitting on the floor
crying.  It was then that he realized he had to do it.  He could not let
his sister carry the shame of this new task alone.

   Jay got undressed and then down on his knees in front of the evil
doctor. Jay took the doctor's cock into his mouth and then immediately deep
throated it.  He knew from experience that he couldn't taste cum if it shot
directly down his throat.  He figured the case would be the same with the
piss.

   "Good boy," Mike said as Jay looked up into his eyes without being
ordered to do so.

   A second later Jay felt the piss shooting down his throat.  Unlike with
Karen, Mike didn't hold back and let his full stream shoot into the boy's
throat.  Jay's eyes took on a worried look as he stared up into Mike's now
smiling face.

   "This is way more than a quarter cup," Jay thought to himself as the
stream continued.

   Jay's throat was well trained and he knew he could easily let the stream
continue down his throat without choking...  until he ran out of breath at
least.  His bigger concern was that his stomach might burst if the doctor
kept this up for too long.  To his relief, however, Mike ran out of piss at
about one to one point five cups.

   "That doesn't count either," Mike said with a chuckle.  "You didn't
catch it in your mouth before flushing it down your throat.  Don't you know
how a toilet is supposed to work?"

   Jay's eye's filled with tears at the thought of having to drink even
more piss.  His stomach was already churning from performing the disgusting
act.

   "Well, the bad news is that I'm out of piss," Mike informed him.  "The
good news is that I know where we can find some more.  Lay down on the
floor on your back."

   Jay shivered as he lay down on the cold floor.

   "Come here sugar," Mike said to Karen.

   Karen stood and walk to Mike with her head bowed.

   "Okay, I want you to put a foot on both sides of Jay's head facing the
top of his head," Mike instructed.

   Both Jay and Karen simultaneously understood what was about to happen.
And both of them turned bright red from the shame of it.

   "That's a good girl," Mike said as Karen got into position.  "Now I want
you to bend your knees until your pussy is right over his mouth.  Make sure
you keep eye contact with him though.  I want you both looking into each
other's eyes as he drinks your piss.  If you don't then it won't count."

   Both of the siblings could hardly see they were crying so hard.  They
did as ordered, however.

   "What if I can't pee," Karen asked in a last ditch hope to get out of
the task.

   "Well, we will sit and drink a half gallon of water and then we will
start all over with me pissing in your mouth again," Mike laughed.  "But I
can assure you it won't be just a little bit this time."

   The truth of the matter was that Karen did need to piss.  The last half
hour with the doctor had made her very nervous and she actually had to piss
rather badly in fact.

   Jay quickly opened his mouth when he seen Karen bite her lower lip as
she tried to will herself to pee.  Within a minute everyone in the room
could hear the sound of piss filling Jay's mouth.  The sound of Jay's gulps
echoed off the walls as well.

   After a couple swallows, Karen tried to stop pissing but couldn't.  She
could get the flow to stop for a half a second but the pressure in her
bladder was too much and the stream would just quickly start up again.  Jay
gulped down at least another cup before she finally was able to stop.

   "Did I say you could get up," Mike growled when Karen began to stand. 
"Don't you wipe after you take a piss?"

   Karen quickly squatted back down and looked around for some tissue paper
or something.  But there wasn't any.

   "No, you use his tongue," Mike informed her.

   Karen looked down into Jay's eyes again.  Jay looked deep into her eyes
and opened his mouth again and stuck out his tongue.  Despite all the two
had been through together, this was actually the first time Jay had ever
licked Karen's pussy.  He of course had tasted her secretions on dildos or
possibly dripped onto his lips as he rimmed her asshole.  But this was
completely different.  It was more than just the taste, it was the act that
made the two blush.

   "Mmm," Karen moaned when she lowered her pussy onto Jay's mouth and his
tongue began to move.

   "That's it, lick that pussy good," Mike said as he began to stroke his
own cock.  "I tell you what, if you can get her to cum before I do I won't
make you drink any more piss today."

   Jay quickly doubled his efforts on his sister's cunt.  He had never
eaten pussy before but he had seen his sister do it to Vee and Becky on the
videos many times.  Karen began a steady moan as Jay licked and sucked at
her clit and cunt.

   Once Jay went into overdrive, Mike walked around to the front of the
kneeling girl and stuck his cock to her lips.  Karen opened her mouth and
began sucking on it.  It wasn't long and the doctor was bumping the end of
his cock against her throat.  Karen did her best to tighten her throat so
he couldn't get in.  Not only did she not want to get throat fucked but she
knew it might help the doctor win the perverted contest.

   Karen's strategy paid off as she began to cum on her brother's tongue.
The doctor had no intention of winning the contest.  In fact, he had
purposely held his climax for just this moment.  Right when Karen was in
mid climax Mike grabbed a pigtail in each hand and yanked her head onto his
cock.  His cock met resistance at the back of her mouth again, but he added
more pressure and it suddenly shot down her throat.  He no more than
bottomed out and he was already pulling back out as he started a steady
throat fuck.

   Karen's mind was a blur as the pain of the brutal throat fuck mixed with
the intense pleasure of her climax.  Her mouth made small popping sounds as
she willingly added suction to the blowjob.  She tried to convince herself
that she was just trying to get the man to cum faster...  but deep down she
knew that her body had automatically performed the act.  What she didn't
know was whether it was because of her slave training or if her climaxing
body just felt it was the natural thing to do.

   Regardless of the reason, the act indeed brought Mike to his peak.

   "Here comes your lunch," Mike groaned as he shot his load straight down
the girl's throat.

   The two siblings lay on the floor crying for another 5 minutes before
Mike told them to get dressed.  The doctor was so pleased with the
afternoon's activities that he almost forgot to draw Jay's blood for the
tests.  If he had had more time, Mike envisioned that he would have
probably poked Jay with the needle in a few sensitive spots before actually
drawing the blood.  But that would have to wait until another day.

   11.

   Disgusting didn't quite cover what life was like for Jay and his sister
in the weeks following their doctor visit.  If they didn't know what potty
training was before, they surely knew now.

   Robert of course drew the line on scat...  aka, having the slaves eat
shit.  Having them drink piss was bad enough but scat was way too much of a
turnoff for him.  That, and he was certain that the act might push their
minds a bit too far on the submissive side.

   Vee disagreed as usual.  She did agree that it was a revolting act, but
she felt it was critical to the slave's training.  Of course, her goals for
a slave were different from Roberts.  She wanted her slaves 100 percent
submissive.

   Becky was 9 when Vee had potty trained her.  The first week had been
just golden showers in the bathtub.  The serious potty training began the
following week.  Vee literally turned Becky into a toilet.

   That week, once Becky was in the tub Vee had knelt over her like the
prior week but instead knelt even further until Beckys lips were pressed
against her pussy.  Then she pissed in her mouth and made her drink it. 
After a week of that she started pissing in her mouth and then shitting on
her.  Vee would then leave the room, but not before she gave the order for
Becky to smear the shit all over herself.

   Becky of course puked almost every time.  Vee didn't blame the girl; not
that she didn't punish her anyway.  Vee would poke her head back into the
bathroom after an hour to make sure Becky had complied...  then give her
the order to clean up.

   It was during the fourth week that Vee had done the unthinkable and made
her daughter start eating the shit.  At least it was unthinkable to Becky.
For the entire week Becky ate nothing but piss and shit.  Vee then tapered
the girl back to only drinking piss about once a month...  but Becky's mind
was never the same after that week.

   It was during that fourth week that Becky's key phrase started to take
full effect on the girl.  This was a key phrase Vee used on the girl at key
points in her training.  Vee gave Karen a key phrase also...  Baby K.

   It was Vee's hopes that as her daughter's mind was altered in the
training, the key phrase would have a stronger and stronger effect on the
girl whenever it was spoken.  At the age of 8, Becky was already becoming
very submissive whenever Vee mentioned the key phrase.  But it was the scat
that completely instilled the phrase into Becky's mind.

   Vee wasn't sure if it was just the scat that had finally broken Becky,
or if it was a mix of the scat and what the actually key phrase was.  You
see, Becky's key phrase was "shit face".  Up until that week, Becky had
always thought the phrase was just an insult.  From that day forward,
however, the phrase had taken on a completely different meaning.

   Vee seldom if ever used the key phrase any more.  Becky was submissive
enough without it these days.  However, every year on Becky's birthday,
instead of a cake, Becky is made to eat her mother's shit.  The phrase is
like hitting a switch in the girl's mind that makes the girl so submissive
that she will almost welcome the scat.  Well, maybe not that submissive...
but it definitely cuts the edge off it mentally.  If her mother feels Becky
was a good slave that year, as a present she would give the key phrase
prior to the act.  However, if she was bad then the key phrase wouldn't
come until afterward.

   Becky's birthday was coming up in a few months.  Vee was looking forward
to it.  She may not be able to make Baby K (Karen) eat shit, but she sure
as hell would make her watch...  her faggot brother also if she could
arrange it.  Vee was tempted to just celebrate Becky's birthday way early
this year, but unfortunately Becky had not done anything remotely bad
enough to deserve such a punishment.  You never give slaves serious
punishments like that unless they deserve it...  it breaks the trust.

   Vee was pleased with Karen's new cum diet.  Though, Vee did supplement
the diet with her breast milk.  The cum diet actually made breast feeding
even more embarrassing for Karen.  After a week of eating just cum, Karen
started to cherish the breast milk.  It was her closest thing to real food.
By the end of the second week, with the knowledge that cum was all she
would probably ever get to eat from now on, Karen would do about anything
to feed from Vee's breasts.  The breast milk had become like a delicacy to
her.

   Unfortunately for Karen, the act remained a humiliation.  And the fact
that she was now lusting after that milk made that humiliation 10 times
worse.  If Vee didn't feed her for a day or two Karen would even break down
and beg for it.

   Jay of course would try to sneak his sister some food from time to time.
But Robert knew Karen's key phrase and it was instilled in the girl just
enough that he could get her to tell him the truth.  The very first time
Robert had done this, Karen confessed.

   This disobedience resulted in a severe punishment.  As punishment,
Robert turned Karen and Jay into each other's urinals.  If Jay had to pee
then his sister had to drink it.  And Jay had to drink his sister's pee. 
The only time they were exempt from this act was at school.  They both did
their best to pee as much as possible while at school...  but no matter how
hard they tried, they almost always had to pee at least once at home.  And
Robert made sure he fed them tons of water on the days they were at his
house.

   Over time, the two became so accustomed to the act that avoiding it at
home seemed kind of pointless.  Thus, they gradually stopped trying to hold
it in so much.  Not before long, they were peeing in each other's mouth
about 3 to 4 times a day.  Especially after they discovered that the more
water they drank the weaker the piss would taste.  Drinking lots of water
at home meant having to drink lots more of each other's piss, but at least
it never had much taste to it.  It was the lesser of two evils.

   The siblings were not the only ones that became accustomed to the act.
Robert did as well.  The more he watched the two perform it, the less it
seemed to bother him.  It wasn't long and it even turned him on.  He even
used it to motivate the two.  For example, he wanted to some day fuck
Karen's ass...  basically just so he could say he did it.

   He knew that would be awhile down the road since she was so small.  But
it didn't hurt for them to start training her ass.  So, what he started
doing was have the two get in the shower, then he would stick his dick up
Jay's asshole and piss.  He would then make Karen suck it out.  Karen would
always end up vomiting in the toilet.

   "If you get your asshole big enough for my dick then it will be Jay that
will be drinking that piss enema," Robert would tell her.

   Karen didn't want her brother to have to do that.  But at the same time
it wasn't fair that she should always be the one to perform this disgusting
act.  So, she indeed welcomed her ass training.  And Jay helped her.  He
knew what it would mean once Robert could fit his dick in her...  but he
also felt it was unfair that she should carry the entire burden of drinking
the piss enemas.

   Each evening, after he gave Karen her nightly feeding, Jay would give
Karen her daily ass training as well.  Robert didn't allow him to have anal
toys anymore, but Jay still had his fingers.  And he would work at Karen's
ass with them for over an hour each night.  It wasn't long and he could
almost get his fist up her ass.  They still had a long way to go, but
Robert was in no big hurry.  Fucking the girl's ass would not give him any
great pleasure, but watching Jay's humiliation as the boy trained his own
sister's ass...  well, that was another story.

   12.

   "Aren't they just adorable?" Vee whispered to Beth.

   The two were peaking into Becky's room.  Beth's eyes were as big as
saucers and she was trying to yell something.  But nothing but a low mumble
made it's way past the dildo gag she was wearing.  Vee had to pull back on
Beth's leash to keep her from charging into the room.

   Beth was shocked to see her own daughter in the house while she was "on
the leash".  But the real shock was what was going on in the room.

   Becky and Karen were doing their homework.  Well, Becky was sitting at
her desk doing her homework anyway.  Karen was naked (with the exception of
a leash and collar) and kneeling in a slave pose at Becky's feet.  Beth
knew this pose well.  The pose consisted of sitting on your heals, with
your legs spread wide.  You also bow your head and put your hands behind
your back.  Vee kept Beth in this pose whenever she wasn't busy humiliating
her in some other fashion.

   To see her own daughter being subjected to this humiliation infuriated
Beth.  She knew that Becky surely knew everything Vee and her were doing,
but she never dreamt that she would try to duplicate their actions on
Karen.

   "My god, what else has she been doing to my little girl," Beth thought
in horror.

   "You should be happy," Vee said to Beth as the woman finally started to
give up her struggle.  "This is a good sign.  This means that the damage
you did to my daughter may not be permanent.  She is showing an interest in
girls closer to her own age.  And if you notice, your little girl isn't
complaining.  Well, I guess she couldn't with that gag in her mouth; but
she doesn't seem to be struggling anyway."

   Beth just looked up at Vee as though the woman was insane.  How could
this be a good thing?  She was leading Karen around naked on a leash!  This
was exactly what Vee did to her which meant that Becky might be doing other
things to Karen she had seen Vee do as well.

   This thought, was what truly horrified Beth.  Vee had made Beth do many
vile things in the past few weeks.  It made Beth blush just thinking about
those horrid acts.  Beth had tried to resist doing them, she really did. 
But Vee had a way of convincing her...  at least Vee's whip did.

   Beth still had marks on her ass and breast from her first day of
training.  Beth had actually complied when Vee had ordered her to undress.
She tried to talk Vee out of it of course, but one threat from Vee and Beth
had disrobed.  Beth drew the line, however, when Vee had ordered her to
suck on her breasts.

   Beth knew it was just the first step in some kind of lesbian sex act
that Vee wanted to have with her.  She just didn't see how having sex with
Vee would help Becky.  Until then, Beth thought the whole deal was just for
Vee and Beth to pretend they were lovers; going on dates and stuff like
that.  She had no idea that Vee actually wanted to become true lovers.

   "Like any girl her age, Becky will be spying on us from time to time,"
Vee had informed Beth.  "If she never sees us being intimate then she will
know something is fishy."

   The explanation had made sense, though Beth didn't think it was right
that a mother would knowingly put on a lesbian show for her own daughter.
Despite how much sense it made, Beth still refused to do it.  She may have
lesbian fantasies on rare occasions but she knew she was not a lesbian and
didn't want to become one.

   As Beth turned her back to start to put her clothes back on, Vee had
tackled her from behind and slapped a pair of cuffs on her.  She then stuck
a ball gag in her mouth and secured her feet.  What followed still brings
tears to Beth's eyes when she thinks about it.

   Vee pulled out a belt and proceeded to spank Beth with it for over 30
minutes.  She also got a cat-o-nines and used it on the woman's backside
for another 30 minutes.  Vee then got Beth onto the bed and secured her
face up so she could not turn over.  To do this she had tied a rope to each
knee and tied the other ends to both sides of the bed.  This not only kept
Beth face up but it also had forced the woman's legs wide open.  It was
then that Beth had truly learned her new place in life...  that being at
the bad end of Vee's whips.

   Vee spent the next 2 hours spanking, slapping, whipping and flogging
Beth's tits, thighs and pussy.  Beth passed out almost a dozen times during
the ordeal.  Each time Vee would bring her back around Beth had almost
thought it might have been only a dream...  only to see Vee standing above
her with a smile on her face and a whip in her hand.

   Three hours after Beth's adamant refusal, Vee had the woman singing a
completely different tune.  Beth continued to cry in pain and shame as she
begged to suck on Vee's breasts.  Beth's shame was multiplied 10 fold when
she started to suck and found out that Vee's breasts produced milk.  At
that point, however, Beth would have done anything to avoid the whip.  Vee
took full advantage of this fact in the weeks to follow.

   Within a matter of days Vee had Beth not only nursing from her breasts
but also eating pussy and rimming her asshole.  The humiliation of the
leash and collar were about as bad.  Beth was required to crawl around on
her hands and knees during her visits with Vee.  She of course was always
naked as well.

   If that wasn't humiliation enough, Beth knew that Becky was aware of
what was going on.  Becky had even been in the same room a few times with
them.  The first time, she had returned home from school to find Beth
eating her mom's pussy at the couch.  Vee held Beth's face to her pussy, so
Beth had not actually seen Becky that day.  But she had heard the door open
and close.  Then a couple minutes later had heard the girl go into her own
room.  Beth had cried silently as she imagined the view the young girl must
have seen.

   Beth held two jobs to keep food on her family's table; that and beer in
her husband's belly.  Vee, however, had made her quit one of her jobs so
she could spend more time training her.

   Well, to say Vee was training her was not completely true.  Vee did
provide some training, but she was more a supervisor in Beth's training. 
This was not uncommon for Vee.  She currently had 6 slaves, not counting
Beth, Karen or Becky.  Beth of course was the oldest.  Vee got most of her
slaves when they were only about 8 or 9 years old.

   Vee liked breaking them in, and she definitely liked being the one to
introduce the slaves to new humiliations.  However, when it came to
drilling those humiliations into the slave by repeating the act over and
over, Vee usually got bored.  So, she usually had her other slaves do this
for her.  Usually it was Becky doing these repetitious acts, but not
always.

   Unfortunately, Vee couldn't use Becky or any of the other young slaves
for training Beth.  Not yet anyway.  Half of the reason Beth was currently
going along with her training was because of the blackmail aspect.  But if
Vee put Beth in contact with any of her slaves, then it would be Beth with
the blackmail material, not Vee.

   Vee had to do something, however.  The 38-year-old Beth was good
looking, but she was just way too old for Vee's tastes.  Sure, humiliating
someone that old for a change was a bit of a kick to Vee, but it was more
of a power trip than a sexual one for her.  So, Vee decided she would have
some of her dike friends help train the woman.

   While her dike friends might have lusted after Vee, Vee definitely
didn't lust after them.  Vee only knew them via the training she had
performed with her slaves.  You wouldn't believe how fast a preteen can
attract a dike.  Especially when the preteen knows they will get a serious
whipping if they don't.

   Many of these dikes were more than happy to get some one-on-one time
with Beth.  Beth may have been in her mid thirties but she was rather cute
and had a good body on her.  Vee would just hand Beth a gym bag and tell
her what hotel and room to go too.  Once there the "trainer" would open the
bag and read the note, which gave instructions on what they were to do to
Beth.  If special "tools" were needed for the job then they would be in the
bag also.

   The instructions always included eating pussy among other things.  It
had only been a few weeks and Beth had already lost track of how many times
she had eaten pussy.  In fact, she probably couldn't even tell you how many
different women she had eaten out.

   Despite all this extensive training, Beth still put up a fight when she
had seen what Becky was doing to her little girl.  She had calmed down, but
only because Vee was holding her back and it did no good to struggle
anymore.  Even with most of her struggle gone, Vee still had to practically
drag her by the leash to get her away from the door.

   "Geese, haven't you seen your daughter naked enough already?" Vee had
laughed.  "If you want I can ask Becky to bring her out to the living room.
You two could play around on the floor like a couple of puppies."

   Beth looked up at Vee in shock.  She wouldn't dare bring her out, would
she?  And exactly what was she implying in regards to "play around"? 
Surely she didn't mean what she thought she did.

   Beth might not have believed the threat to be real, but it was enough to
get her to follow her mistress.  Vee walked Beth to the bathroom and closed
the door behind them.  Beth knew that this most likely meant...  another
fucking enema.

   Instead of getting out the enema kit, Vee just sat on the toilet and
took a piss.  Beth looked at the woman in disgust as she had to kneel there
watching the vulgar woman piss.  Once the steam came to an end, Vee stood
up and closed the toilet lid.  She then sat back down on it and scooted her
ass forward to the edge.

   "Make me cum bitch," Vee ordered.

   Beth's stomach churned at the thought of sucking another pussy;
especially one that was still dripping with piss.  She knew better than to
refuse and crawled between the woman's legs.  Once Vee removed the gag,
however, Beth protested.  Not against eating Vee's piss drenched pussy, but
for what they had just witnessed in Becky's room.

   "Please, I will do whatever you want," Beth pleaded.  "Please don't
bring my daughter into all of this.  It's not right."

   "I can't fucking believe you!" Vee growled down at Beth.  "You molest my
fucking kid and you are going to sit here and lecture me on what is right
and wrong?  My little girl starts to show some signs of recovering from
what you did to her and you want to squash that?"

   "But my daughter isn't gay," Beth cried.  "Becky is your daughter and if
you feel this is a good sign then I'm happy for you, but this could
seriously damage my little girl."

   "Good grief," Vee groaned.  "You are nothing but a worthless slut.  Why
do I even have to explain myself to the likes of you?  When are you going
to learn that I know what's best for Becky...  and you and your little
girl?"

   Vee pulled Beth's face to her pussy and held her face tight until the
woman finally started licking.

   "Good girl," Vee praised her.  "Now, since I feel like being generous
today, I will give you a gift.  After what you did to my girl I thought it
would be wise to put a hidden camera in her room, just in case you tried to
sneak in there when I wasn't looking.  I only turn it on when your daughter
or you are in the house...  it's not like I sit all day and spy on her. 
Anyway, I have a tape that I recorded for you.  I think it will put your
fears to rest."

   Vee leaned back and then pulled her ankles up toward her own chest with
her hands.

   "You know what to do sugar," Vee smiled.

   Beth glanced up at Vee for a second then lowered her head in shame.  She
then leaned forward again and let her tongue lick across Vee's asshole. 
She did this several times then pressed her lips tight against the little
hole and started shooting her tongue in and out of the orifice.

   "Oh, you do that so well," Vee said with a moan.  "Yeah, with you around
I think I'm going to save a lot of money on toilet paper."

   Beth cringed at this comment.  She knew Vee wouldn't have said it if she
didn't mean it.  She almost puked at the thought of having to lick Vee's
orifices clean every time the woman went to the bathroom.  Vee's pee
drenched pussy had tasted bad enough, surely the woman wouldn't actually
make her lick the shit off her asshole as well?  Deep down Beth knew she
would.

   13.

   "So, how are things with your girlfriend?" Robert asked as Jay started
to get undressed in the back of the van.

   "What...  oh, Karen?  Fine I guess," Jay said.  "But..."

   "It's okay," Robert said when he seen Jay cut his sentence short.  "You
can tell me your concerns.  You are her trainer after all."

   "Well, it's her diet," Jay said.  "I think she needs more to eat than
just, you know."

   "You mean cum and piss isn't enough for her?" Robert laughed.  "What do
you recommend?  Should we include shit to her diet also?"

   "No!" Jay replied without thinking.  Why had he brought it up in the
first place?  He knew nothing good would come out of it.

   "The doc says she is just fine as long as she keeps taking her pills,"
Robert said after thinking a moment.

   "Yeah, but she's always hungry," Jay said.  "No matter how much she eats
she needs more.  But it never is enough because I think her body is craving
actual food and not just...  what we are giving her."

   Jay had been thinking about having this conversation with Robert for
weeks.  He had gone over his arguments several times in his head, yet they
were still not coming out as good as he had hoped.

   "Well, isn't that kind of the point?" Robert laughed.  "Our goal was to
turn her into a cum craving slut, was it not?"

   "No...  I mean, I want to do whatever you want," Jay quickly corrected
himself.  "I just don't like seeing her suffer like this.  I would just
like to see her get some relief from her hunger is all."

   Robert scratched his own chin for a moment as though he was in deep
thought.  In reality he was just putting on a show.  He knew Jay would
eventually come to him about this new diet.  In fact, he had counted on it.

   "You make a good point," Robert finally said.  "How about a compromise?
We keep her on the diet but one day a month she can eat normal food.  How
does that sound?"

   "That would be great!" Jay said with joy.  Jay had actually hoped to get
her back on regular food full time.  But at least one day was better than
nothing.

   "Whoa, hold up a minute," Robert said.  "This comes with a price."

   "Here it comes," Jay thought to himself.

   "The price is that you go on a cum diet yourself," Robert smiled at the
boy.  "I will even let you eat regular one day a month as well.  You don't
have to do this if you don't want too Jay.  It's completely your choice.  I
give you my word I won't punish you if you say 'no' to this deal."

   How could he say 'no'?  How could he willingly deny his sister a relief
from her hunger; even if it was for only one day?

   "Okay," Jay whispered as he bowed his head in shame.  "B...  but where
will I get all the...  how will I eat?"

   "How should I know?" Robert said.  "You are the one that wants to go on
a cum diet, you figure it out."

   It took all of Robert's will not to laugh.  He had never tried putting
his slaves on cum diets before but he was liking the possibilities.  For
starters, Robert was going to make sure that Jay's father and anyone else
that was currently playing with the boy would only cum up Jay's ass.  Not
on him or in his mouth.  If the boy wanted to eat he was going to have to
work for it.

   The very thought turned Robert on so much that he couldn't wait to get
back to his house.  So, instead he parked in a secluded spot and got in the
back of the van and gave Jay a hard fuck.  He shot two large loads up the
boy's ass before dropping him back off at the mall.  Jay still had over an
hour before he had to be home, but Robert had gotten his nut for the day
and didn't feel like playing with him anymore.

   Of course, Robert parked near Jay's house so he could pick up the
signals from the hidden cameras.  He laughed as he watched Jay via the
bathroom cam.  The boy used his fingers to spoon a thick wad of cum out of
his asshole.  Jay stared at it for over a minute before he got some toilet
paper and wiped it off.  Jay then drained the rest from his asshole
directly into the toilet and then flushed.  Robert knew that in a day or
two the boy would be eagerly feeding off the cum from his ass.  And Robert
was right.  But first, Robert had something better in mind.

   It had been 3 days since Jay had started his cum diet and he was
starving.  He had met with Robert a couple times since then, but Robert had
refused to cum on or even in the boy.  The first time Robert had cum in a
toilet full of piss then left Jay in the room.  He told Jay to just flush
it once he was done in the room.  Jay had stared at the cum as it floated
around in the putrid liquid.  For a moment he thought about trying to fish
some of it out with his fingers for a small snack.  But instead he got sick
to his stomach at the thought.  He didn't puke though.  There was nothing
too puke.  He just dry heaved for a moment then flushed it down.

   The second time had been earlier today.  Robert had taken Jay through
his paces like normal.  He had Jay eat his ass in the shower for an hour
before Robert finally came all over the shower floor.  Jay was actually
delighted at this act.  It meant he got some food finally.  However, his
hopes were dashed when Robert started to piss.

   "If you hurry you can catch some of it before it goes down the drain,"
Robert laughed.  "Assuming you are hungry of course."

   Jay got back down on his knees in front of the puddle of cum and piss
and went to reach out to scrape some of the mixture up.  But he just
couldn't will his hand to reach forward.  He didn't understand how the piss
could still disgust him so much.  Ever since his potty training had
started, Jay had drunk tons of the stuff.  However, it had always been an
order to do so.  Somehow, willingly tasting the stuff was different.

   Jay wasn't stupid, however.  He knew that as his hunger built up he
would eventually willingly perform the act just to survive.  But that day
had not come yet.  Though, he was almost certain that the next day would
probably be that day.

   As it turned out, however, Jay did not have to wait until the next day
in order to eat.  Like the prior 3 days, Jay's father refused to have sex
with the boy.  Jay knew that Robert had surely told his father not too. 
Jay had bugged him so much that night that his father finally got fed up
and left the house for the pub.  This left Jay alone with his younger
brother.

   "What is wrong with you!?" Jay thought to himself when he seen his
brother walk through the living room.  For a brief moment Jay had actually
thought about seducing his own little brother...  just for a snack.  He
wasn't even sure if the boy could even produce cum.  But that wasn't the
point.  How could he think such thoughts?

   Jay had locked himself in his room and tried to cry himself to sleep
early.  He was almost asleep when someone knocked on his door.

   "It's me," Karen said from the other side.  "I need your help."

   Jay quickly got up only to fall back down from the dizziness caused by
the hunger.  He slowly got back up and unlocked the door.  Standing there
was Karen with a very worried look on her face.

   "What's wrong," Jay said with concern.

   "Th...they did something to me," Karen whispered.

   Karen then looked behind her to make sure her twin brother wasn't
around. Then she lifted her shirt up over her belly.

   "My god!" Jay said in shock.  "You aren't...  pregnant are you?"

   "God no," Karen said with a small laugh.

   The laugh brought obvious pain to her, however, as she grabbed her
stomach with both hands.

   "They gave me a cum enema," Karen said as she blushed a deep red.  "A
very big cum enema.  They all came into a bucket.  All day long dozens of
the guys kept cumming in the bucket.

   "God it hurts," Karen grunted as a cramp hit her again.  "Right before
they let me leave Vee poured it into an enema bag and I had to take it all
in.  There was so much of it.  More than I've ever taken before.  I had to
walk all the way home after they dropped me off 6 blocks away.  I tried
going to the bathroom but...  it won't come out!"

   "Have you tried to..." Jay began.

   "Yes!  I tried massaging it, even pinching my nipples, but it's just not
the same when I do it.  Please, you have to help me," Karen pleaded.

   "You need me to carry you?" Jay asked as he opened the door.

   "No, I can walk," Karen said as she slowly hobbled toward the bathroom.

   Once they were in the bathroom it only took Karen a moment to get
undressed.  She didn't really need to get completely undressed, the act was
just natural for her now.  She then sat on the toilet and waited for Jay to
get into position.

   "It's okay, I know you have to do it," Karen said as Jay knelt in front
of her staring into her tear-filled eyes.

   Karen let out a moan of pain as Jay began to pinch, twist and tug on her
nipples.  The pain was worse these days.  Her nipples have been so
sensitive in the recent months.  She wasn't sure if it was a result of all
the naughty things she was made to do or if it was just normal for a girl
her age.

   When Jay didn't hear the cum being released he reached on of his hands
under his sister and started to poke his index finger at her butthole.  The
hole was slick from what cum had leaked out and it didn't take much effort
to feed his whole finger up her ass.  He then began to finger fuck her ass
while pulling on her nipples with his other hand.

   "Oh, I think it's working," Karen warned as she felt some of the cum
starting to work it's way down her intestines.

   Jay yanked his finger out and a second later a short burst of cum shot
into the toilet.  Jay looked down at his finger and seen it was coated with
the slime.

   "It's okay," Karen said as she seen her brother stare at the finger in
hunger.  She knew that hunger very well.  She also knew her brother hadn't
been "fed" for days now.

   Jay felt so ashamed as he brought the finger to his mouth and sucked the
cum off it.

   "I'm sorry," Jay said.  "I'm just so hungry."

   Karen reached forward and pulled Jay's head to her chest.  Her physical
pain was great, but she knew Jay's emotional pain was much worse.

   "Y...you need to eat," Karen whispered to him.

   Jay pulled back and looked at her for a second.

   "I can't do that," Jay said.  "We did that before but that was
different. He made us do that."

   "But isn't that what he is doing now?" Karen reasoned.  "You have to eat
and he's leaving you no choice."

   Jay was amazed at Karen's intellect.  She had grown up so much in these
past few months.

   "I don't know," Jay said.  "We shouldn't."

   As he protested Karen was already pulling him toward the bathtub.  Jay
didn't want to do it, but he just didn't have the will power to resist as
his sister pulled him along.

   "It's okay," Karen said as she had Jay lay down in the tub face up.  "We
can help each other this way."

   Karen then knelt down over her brother's face.  She let out a moan as
she felt her brother's tongue swipe across her asshole.

   "Just tell me when you are full and I can finish in the toilet," Karen
informed him.

   Karen knelt there moaning in pain for a good minute but nothing came
out. Jay couldn't stand seeing his sister in pain so he did the only thing
he could think of in his position.  He pulled her hips down so her asshole
rested on his open mouth.  He then began tongue fucking her ass and sucking
on it at the same time.

   "Oh, god," Karen let out as another burst of cum shot out of her and
into her brother's mouth.

   Karen blushed as she heard her brother gulping the mixture down.  What
happened next almost made Karen puke.  It was then that the next surge of
cum started down her bowels.  Only this surge didn't stop like the prior
two.  Karen bit her lower lip as she emptied the entire remaining enema
onto her brother

   The cum shot out so fast that her brother had no hope of swallowing it
all and so she raised up slightly so he could close his mouth in between
gulps.  As a result, about 90 percent of the mixture shot out onto her
brother's face and chest.  The only thing that kept her from puking when
she looked down was the fact that she seen no fecal matter in the mixture.
That, she was sure, would have put her over the edge.

   Karen began to cry as she felt Jay's tongue and mouth come back to her
hole.  He was still trying to feast on her ass.  She cried in shame...  not
just her own but for Jay's as well.  It was an event that the two would
soon become very accustomed too.

   14.

   "We are going shopping," Vee informed Karen.

   Karen looked up at Vee in delight.  This meant possibly not having to do
any disgusting acts today for a change.  Vee just smiled back down at the
girl.

   After a couple months Vee liked to send her slaves on assignments. 
Usually it was the mall, but sometimes she would just pick a place at
random...  like maybe a bowling alley.  The girl would then be given a
task. For example, she might require a girl to raise $100 in an hour.  Or,
as the case was going to be today with Karen, Vee would require the slave
to maybe talk at least one girl or woman into helping her try on panties.
These assignments didn't always result in sex, but there was always the
chance.  The sex was just a bonus.  The real purpose was to just humiliate
the slaves.m

   Vee would have been highly decorated if she was an FBI agent.  Over the
7 years she had been training slaves she had discovered probably 300
pedophiles.  Well, her slaves had discovered them anyway.  Most were men,
but there were a surprising number of women also.

   Granted, most of those 300 never did anything major.  In exchange for
$20 they normally just tried to get a hug or kiss from the girls.  A few
went further though and asked to see the girl's tits or pussy.  They didn't
come straight out and ask normally, but it was clear what they wanted.  The
girls would normally borrow the adult's cell phone and go into a bathroom
stall and take a couple spicy photos for them.  This almost always
satisfied the "customer."

   Almost all of these people, however, were guys.  Very few women really
cared to have photos of the girls.  Well, not unless they were doing
something other than just being undressed.

   But it was the women that her slaves looked the hardest for.  The slaves
did this even when not required too.  It wasn't that they liked women, it
was simply the fact that the men scared them.  That, and the mall security
could easily figure out what was going on when the girls were "hitting" on
the men.  But they didn't pay any mind when they seen them talking to other
females.  Almost all her slaves got caught at least once while trying to
get money from the men, but that never happened with the women.

   Over time Vee's slaves became very keen at picking a dike out from the
crowd.  But in the early days of training the slaves seduced most of their
women in clothing stores.  It was actually pretty easy for them.  The slave
would get a few items of clothing then look for a "mark".  They would
browse the store for a few minutes hoping they would catch one of the women
eyeing them.  If this didn't happen, then they would just pick one almost
at random; then just go up to the woman and ask if she would help her try
on some outfits.

   The slaves at first tried to come up with excuses as to why they needed
help...  like, "I need a second opinion" or "My mom normally helps me with
these things and I don't know what fits right and what doesn't."

   The slaves quickly found, however, that these excuses wasted a lot of
their time.  Often, the excuse would get the woman in the changing room but
it would turn out the woman was not even remotely interested in the slave.
However, if they just straight out asked for help in the changing room the
straight women would normally say "no" and the more curious ones would say
"yes."

   Once in the changing room, the slave gave up her outer clothing for
free. However, if the woman wanted to see the girl's bare breasts or cunt
then they had to pay for it.

   "Oh!  I just seen that these panties and training bra cost almost $20
each," the slave would say in surprise once she had her outer clothing off.
"I don't have that much money.  I really shouldn't try them on if I can't
afford to buy them."

   If the woman really wanted to see the little girl naked she would fork
over the cash for one or both of the items.  Vee had warned the slaves that
the changing rooms were monitored by hidden cameras, so they never did
anything sexual there.  Vee would laugh at the idea that her slaves were
basically prostituting themselves right in front of the mall cameras and
getting away with it.

   "What?" Karen had asked in shock when Vee gave her instructions.

   "You heard me Baby K," Vee said.  "I want you to go into a clothing
store and start asking girls to help you try on panties.  You need to get
at least one to agree, but the ultimate goal of course is to find one that
wants to take you home to play with you."

   "But...," Karen tried to clear her head in order to think straight.  It
was very hard to think these days with her cum diet.  Vee and Robert made
sure she got plenty to eat, but she still seemed to always be hungry for
actual food.  The hunger made her dizzy and Vee using her "nickname" for
some reason made her even dizzier.

   "Just fucking do it Baby K!" Vee yelled.

   "There it is again," Karen thought to herself as another wave of
dizziness shot through her.

   Karen drooled a tiny bit and had to blink her eyes a few times to clear
her head.  Vee had seen this reaction before.  It was pretty common for her
slaves once their key phrase started to sink in.  If she wanted she knew
she could say the key phrase 3 or 4 more times and probably make Karen pass
out.  But that's not what she wanted right now, so she gave the girl a
minute to compose herself.

   Karen had walked half way through the parking lot before she came back
from la la land and realized exactly what was going on.  She blushed as she
remembered her orders.  The thought of disobeying Vee never crossed her
mind.  Her only thoughts were of how to go about accomplishing the task.

   Karen's first attempt was dismal.  Karen had been so nervous that she
had forgotten to select any panties.  The lady she had asked thought the
girl was insane for wanting to try on imaginary panties.

   Karen was almost in tears as she went from woman to woman trying to get
assistance; only to be shot down each time.

   "Sure thing!"

   Karen's face lit up in both surprise and joy when a girl finally agreed
to help her.  She hadn't expected the girl to actually agree.  Karen only
asked because she had pretty much asked about everyone else in the store
already.

   "My name is Diane," Diane informed Karen as they walked toward the
dressing rooms.

   "I'm Karen," she replied as she followed behind.

   The girl looked to be about 16 or 17 years old.  Karen looked the girl
over from head to toe taking in all her curves.  Until then, she hadn't
really looked at Diane that hard.  But now that she did, she found Diane to
be rather attractive with her dark brown hair and slender waist.  The girl
had small breasts but a nicely shaped ass that swayed back and forth as she
walked.  Karen blushed in shame as she thought how this girl's pussy might
look.  Then again when she thought about how it might taste.

   Karen couldn't believe she would think such things.  What was happening
to her?  She knew these thoughts were a result of Vee's "training", but it
still shamed her to think them.

   "You have a lot of panties," Diane laughed as they closed the door to
the changing booth.  "Do you even have any money on you?"

   Karen's mind was racing for an answer.  She had finally gotten a girl
into the dressing room and the whole thing was about to go south.  She was
going to lie to Diane but realized she couldn't.  The shirt and skirt she
was wearing didn't have pockets and she had not brought a purse.

   "I...I don't plan to buy them right now," Karen finally answered.  "I
plan to come back later and buy them if they look good and fit right."

   Karen blushed a deeper red at her answer.  She just knew Diane wouldn't
believe her.

   "These are not that expensive," Diane said.  "How about you pick just
one pair to try on and I will buy it for you?  I don't think you are even
supposed to try underwear on so it wouldn't be right to try them all on and
then put them back on the shelf.  We could get into trouble."

   Karen hadn't even thought about that.  She was very grateful, however,
that Diane was nice enough to buy one pair for her.  Karen tried to act
like she was making a choice, but in actuality she just picked one of them
at random.  She was happy that she at least had made sure the panties were
the right size.

   As Karen began to slide her panties down she suddenly realized something
very frightful.  She was still wearing her butt plug.  Why hadn't Vee told
her to remove it before getting out of the car?  Karen held back a tear as
she realized that Vee had surely done it on purpose.

   "God, I hope she doesn't see it," Karen thought to herself.

   Karen had kept her short skirt on, but she knew that this whole task was
for naught if she didn't flash the girl at least some pussy.  Her goal was
to find a girl interested in having sex with her after all.  So, as Karen
started to slide the new pair of panties up her legs she brought her arms
into contact with her skirt so that as her hands brought up the panties her
elbows and forearms also pulled up her skirt.

   Once she was certain that her pussy was in full view, Karen stopped
raising the panties.  She first fiddled with the panties as though she was
making sure she had a good grip.  A butterfly ran through her stomach as
she got the nerve to look toward Diane.  To Karen's delight, Diane was
looking down at Karen's pussy.  Karen knew this was a good sign for her
task at hand.

   "D..do these panties look inside out to you?" Karen whispered in a
cracked voice.

   "God, I can't believe I'm coming on to this girl," Karen thought to
herself.  The thought sickened her.  However, at the same time it excited
her that she might be able to fulfill Vee's orders.

   A chill ran through Karen as Diane actually got down on one knee in
front of her to inspect the panties.  Karen watched the girl's eyes closely
and could tell she was staring more at her pussy than the panties.

   "No, they are okay," Diane finally whispered back.

   Karen blushed as Diane put her hands next to Karen's and helped the girl
pull them the rest of the way up.

   "How do they look?" Karen asked as she looked down at the still kneeling
Diane.

   "It looks nice," Diane said with an emphasis on the word "it".

   It took Karen a moment to realize that Diane had said "it" instead of
"they".  This, combined with the way Diane was licking her lips made it
obvious even to Karen that this girl was definitely interested.

   "We shouldn't," Karen suddenly said when Diane's hand started to reach
toward her panties again.  "They have cameras in here."

   "Shouldn't what?" Diane smiled up at her.  "I was just going to help you
take them off.  Or did you plan to try to steal them?"

   Karen tried to laugh off her comment.  She was embarrassed at her
assumption of what Diane was planning to do.

   After getting her old pair back on, Karen couldn't think of anything
else she could do so she grabbed everything and started to leave the booth.

   "Wait," Diane said as she put her hand on the back of Karen's shoulder.

   Karen began to turn back around but the hand held her pointed toward the
door.

   "I think I seen this coming out some," Diane said as she reached down
and pushed her fingers into the crack of Karen's ass.

   "Mmmm," Karen moaned in surprise as Diane's fingers found the bottom of
the butt plug and pushed on it.

   "There we go," Diane whispered.  "Don't worry, I blocked the view from
the mirror.  That's where they keep the cameras usually."

   "Thank you," Karen whispered back as tears of shame began to drip from
her cheeks.

   Karen quickly dried her eyes with the side of her hand and opened the
door.  They walked back out to the main area and Karen replaced all the
underwear except for the pair she had tried on.  That one Diane purchased
for her.

   The sales lady gave the bag to Diane since she had paid.  Diane then
walked out of the store.  Karen followed behind her.

   "You want something?" Diane finally turned and asked once they had gone
a couple hundred feet through the mall.

   "T...the panties," Karen finally managed to say.  She didn't actually
want the panties.  Vee hadn't even specified that she should acquire any.
It just would have seemed too odd to have the girl buy her the panties, yet
let her walk off with them without at least asking for them.

   "I think I want to keep these as a souvenir if that's okay," Diane
smiled.  "Here, let me give you my phone number.  My parents are going out
of town for a couple days this weekend.  Why don't you call me Saturday
morning and I can pick you up.  Then you can come over to my house and try
on some of my panties that don't fit me anymore.  If anything fits then you
can keep them.  How does that sound?"

   "S...sure," Karen managed to reply as Diane handed her the phone number.

   As she watched Diane leave, Karen couldn't believe she actually had a
date with a girl.  She also couldn't believe how she actually got a sort of
sick pride in that knowledge.

   15.

   "Oh, god," Jay moaned as another cramp shot through him.

   He had looked forward to this day for weeks now; even after he seen what
happened to Karen when her day had arrived.  It was his day to eat normal
food.  Every bite had been like heaven.  He ate and ate until he couldn't
eat any more.  It was less than 30 minutes when the cramps started.  This
so-called "treat" was just another of Robert's punishments.  A punishment
that he had begged not only for himself but for his sister.

   His body had become so accustomed to liquids that this new intake of
solid food hurt his insides.  It felt like sand paper as it tried to punch
it's way through Jay's now sensitive intestines.  What made things worse
was that despite the pain, Jay still craved solid foods.  Only a couple
hours later he was already eating again.  This only compounded the pain as
his insides tried to process the material.

   Robert sat in his van laughing as he watched Jay on the monitors.  He
didn't currently have a camera in the kitchen but he got a kick out of
watching the boys suffering as Jay would rock back and forth on the toilet
for up to an hour sometimes.  The boy clearly felt as though something was
about to come out, yet nothing ever did.

   For Robert's viewing pleasure, he had ordered Jay to stop his enemas for
3 days.  Robert couldn't wait until the 4th day when Jay would be at his
feet begging for the enema.  The boy had most likely lost the ability to
process food because of all the enemas...  tack on the fact that he had not
eaten any solids for a month and it equaled pure agonizing cramps for days
on end.

   "You said three days," Jay pleaded three days later.  "Please, I can't
stand it any more."

   "Okay, but if I allow this then you will have to do something for me,"
Robert smiled.

   "Anything!" Jay said it before he could catch himself.  He knew better
than to say such a thing to Robert.

   Two days later and Jay still could not believe what Robert had asked of
him.  Robert wanted him to get a boyfriend!  The pain in Jay's stomach had
been severe, but he would have preferred the pain over this.  But Jay knew
all too well that if Robert wanted him to get a boyfriend then it was going
to happen whether Jay wanted it or not.  If it didn't happen today Robert
would find a way of making it happen tomorrow or the next day.  At least by
agreeing to this he got something out of it as well.  On top of that, he
kept Robert happy which was even more important.

   Jay had been with many men; especially recently with his new cum diet.
Yet, there was something about this task that scared him.  Unlike all the
men in the past, this new "boyfriend" was not being forced on Jay.  Not
really, anyway.  On top of that, it was Jay choosing the boy and not the
other way around.

   Jay got to choose anyone for the position.  The only requirement was the
age.  Robert had insisted that the boy be the same age or younger than Jay.
This age requirement scared Jay as well.  He knew from experience that
there were many grown men that would happily be his "boyfriend".  However,
he wasn't so sure that was the case with younger boys.  The youngest he had
ever been with was a 21 year old at Vee's apartment.  And even he seemed
more interested in Jay's sister than him.

   Robert gave Jay a month to fulfill this quest.  But Jay knew better than
to wait until the last minute.  He had made this mistake in the past and it
had burned him.  Jay had warned Karen not to wait either once he found out
Robert had given her a similar task.  She was to find a girlfriend of
course.

   In the end, it took Jay 3 weeks to find his "boyfriend".  These few
weeks turned out to be some of the most embarrassing weeks of his life...
to date anyway.  Jay made passes at over 15 boys during that time.  At
first he took his time finding a prospect, questioning them over the course
of a couple days, then finally making a pass at them.  Toward the end,
however, he started fishing at the mall.  He remembered the stories his
sister told him about her trips to the mall with Vee and so he tried
similar techniques.

   He got insulted and even punched a few times before he finally found a
boy he could work with.  The boy, Nick, was only 11 years old, but Jay was
getting desperate and coldn't be too choosy.  Jay did feel a bit guilty
though since Nick was so young.  In addition, the boy looked up to Jay like
a big brother.  Jay knew he was taking advantage of the boy's trust.

   It hadn't taken Jay long to get Nick's trust either.  He had met Nick at
the mall arcade.  Well, actually, Nick was standing outside the arcade. 
Turns out, Nick's parents had given the boy a dollar and then took off to
shop around.  A dollar only bought Nick about 15 minutes of game time.  Jay
wasn't sure how long the boy had been standing there waiting on his
parents, but Nick looked as though he was trying to hold back tears.

   Jay later found out that these tears were not just from boredom.  Turns
out that both his parents were alcoholics and it wasn't uncommon for them
to drop the boy off for hours on end so they could "shop" around.  Jay
didn't know this fact at the time of course, but he did know a sad face
when he seen one.  So, he asked Nick if he wanted to compete against him on
a few games...  his treat.

   Jay almost cried himself when he seen how bright Nick's face had lit up
at such a small token of caring.  The skinny blonde kid actually looked
pretty cute when he was smiling.  Not that Jay really looked at boys in
regards to cuteness.  Nick latched on to Jay from the start.  Within 20
minutes the child was telling Jay his entire life's story.

   Jay knew the boy liked him when Nick volunteered the fact that his
parents were alcoholics.  Jay knew his own father was an alcoholic but he
would have never had the courage to admit that to friends, let alone
strangers.  To Jay, this act of disclosure was a true sign that Nick would
do about anything for Jay's friendship.

   It wasn't until about the 45-minute mark that Jay actually started to
think of this boy differently.  Originally, he had just felt sorry for him
and wanted to brighten his day.  However, as the minutes went by Jay
started to realize the power he had, or could have, over Nick.

   Three weeks prior Jay would have never remotely contemplated taking
advantage of such a young and vulnerable person.  However, Robert only gave
him 4 weeks to accomplish his task and time was getting short.

   Jay hated himself for even debating it.  But the longer he thought about
it the more he reasoned that he might actually be helping the boy.  After
all, Nick had no friends really and apparently no real affection from his
parents.  In a sick sort of way, Jay reasoned that he would be giving the
boy both of these things.

   One thing that was clear, however, was that Jay was going to have to be
the dominant one in the relationship.  Nick was extremely timid.  While
this role reversal had an odd feel to it for Jay, it did make the task much
easier.  Within 3 days of meeting up with the boy Jay was ordering Nick
around left and right.  And to Jay's amazement, Nick actually followed all
his instructions.

   "Why?" Nick asked with a worried look on his face.

   "Don't ask why, just take your clothes off like I told you," Jay snapped
back.  "Don't worry, your parents probably won't be home for hours.  And
even then you know they are going to be too drunk to care."

   Jay couldn't believe it when Nick actually started to strip.  This was
the first time Jay had initiated anything sexual with the boy and he wasn't
sure if Nick would actually go along with it.  It was clear that Nick
didn't actually want to do it.  But with only a few days left to complete
his task, Jay was more concerned about what Nick "would" do than what he
"wanted" to do.

   "Good boy," Jay said once Nick finally was naked.  "Now how about you
help me with my pants while I take my shirt off?"

   "But...  okay," Nick said once he seen Jay look at him angrily.

   Jay had his shirt off in a matter of seconds and just looked down at the
top of Nick's blonde head as the boy struggled with Jay's fly.

   "Oh!" Nick said in surprise when he started to lower the pants and Jay's
hard cock flopped out.  Nick started to get up but Jay quickly put his hand
on the boy's shoulder to hold him down.

   "Stay down there," Jay instructed.  "You need to be down there for what
I want to show you."

   "I don't understand," Nick said as he tried not to look at Jay's cock.

   "Your mom and dad haven't talked to you about the birds and the bees,
have they?" Jay asked.

   Nick just looked down at the floor and shook his head.

   "I didn't think so," Jay said.  "Since we are best friends, I thought
you might want me to teach you."

   Despite the obvious awkwardness of the moment, Nick's eyes actually lit
up in excitement when he heard Jay refer to him as his best friend.

   "Sure, okay I guess," Nick whispered.

   "First, I need to know if you jack off," Jay asked.  "Don't worry, all
boys do it.  You can tell me the truth."

   "I don't," Nick said.  Nick barely knew what Jay was talking about and
certainly had never tried it.

   "Well, we should start with that then," Jay said.  Jay then reached down
and started to jack on his own cock.  "Do this."

   Nick reached down between his own legs and mimicked what Jay was doing.
Jay was happy to see that the little boy actually managed to get a hard on.
Though, it was rather small...  maybe the size of Jay's pinky finger.

   "Does it feel good?" Jay asked.

   "I guess," Nick shrugged.

   "Maybe you are doing it wrong," Jay pointed out.  "Here, try it on mine
and I will let you know if you are doing it right or not."

   Nick just stared in shock as Jay grabbed his hand and moved it to his
cock.  Nick didn't want to have his hand on Jay's cock but he had to admit
that the feeling was kind of fascinating.  It felt nothing like his own
penis.  Not only was it tons bigger but it seemed warmer and harder than
his.

   "There's pee dripping out the end," Nick said as he moved his hand back
and forth on Jay's cock.

   "That's not pee," Jay laughed.  "Don't you know anything?"

   Tears welled up in Nick's eyes at Jay's disappointment in him.

   "It's okay," Jay said as he patted the boy on the head.  "I'll teach you
everything you need to know.  But you have to do everything I say, okay?"

   "Okay," Nick replied.

   Jay didn't know why, but he could feel himself actually getting close to
cumming.  Normally, Jay had a hard time cumming unless something was up his
ass.  But here he was with just this little hand masturbating his cock and
his balls were about to shoot their load.

   "Do you want to see me cum?" Jay asked.

   Nick nodded his head.  He had heard about cum before but had no idea
what it really was.  Despite his embarrassment, he truly did want to see
what it was.

   "Okay, hold still," Jay said to the kneeling child.  Jay put one of his
hands on Nick's head to hold him steady, then used his other hand to help
the boy jack on the cock.  "Oh!  Here comes your first load of cum Nick!"

   Nick watched from only a few inches away as Jay's cock got even bigger
in his hand.  A second later a white liquid shot out the tip and hit him
right in the face.  Nick tried to back away in shock but Jay's hand held
him still.  He also closed his eyes and mouth shut, but not before the
first shot hit the back of his open mouth.  Nick started to cough on the
cum as it tried to find it's way down his throat.  His cough, however,
forced his mouth open again which got him yet another wad.  This wad,
however, was not as big since half of it sprayed across his cheek before
the tail end reached his mouth.

   Nick was still coughing as Jay pulled up his own pants and tucked his
now softening cock away.  Nick raised his hands as though he was going to
wipe the stuff away.  But the thought of getting it on his hands seemed
just as disgusting as what had already happened.

   "W...why did you do that?" Nick managed to say as he looked left and
right for something he might be able to use to wipe the cum away.

   "Use this," Jay said as he picked up Nick's dirty underwear and handed
it to him.

   Nick hesitated for only a second, then started to wipe the cum off his
face.  He could smell the tracks in his underpants as they rubbed across
his face.  But it was still better than having the goo all over him.  Jay
had cum so much on the boy that the underpants quickly became drenched.  At
that point Nick was smearing it around more than he was actually removing
any of it.  A lot of it dripped off the sides of his face onto his chest
and legs as he knelt there.  By the time he had rubbed that off as well,
half of his body had a shiny sheen of cum on it.

   "Did you like the taste?" Jay asked as seriously as he could.

   "I was choking on it; I couldn't really taste it," Nick lied as he
lowered his head in shame.

   "Don't worry, you will get plenty of chances to taste it in the future,"
Jay said to the shocked boy as he helped him to the bathroom so he could
shower.

   Over the next three days Nick did indeed get other opportunities.  Jay
knew for sure that he had Nick when the boy did not hesitate but a few
seconds when Jay ordered him to undress the following day.  From that point
on Jay no longer fed Nick lines of BS to get him to comply.  Instead, he
just fed the boy cum.

   16.

   "Do you...  you know?" Beth said under her breath to Karen.

   "Do I what?"

   "Do you, well, love her?" Beth finally managed to ask in reference to
Becky.

   Beth knew that some day she would have to have the mother and daughter
talk.  However, she never imagined it would involve talking about
lesbianism.  But when she had seen the videotape Vee had given her it was
clear that this talk was well over due.  The tape had shown Karen and Becky
kissing and making out in Becky's room.  They never got naked like she had
witnessed just weeks earlier, but it was clear they were lovers or at least
"in love".

   "I like her a lot," Karen answered.

   "But, are you in love with her?" Beth pushed.

   Karen's face turned red and she averted her eyes from her mother's
stare.

   "Yes, I guess," Karen lied.

   Karen knew of course this conversation was coming soon.  She was well
aware of the tape they created for her mom's benefit as well as the day Vee
and Beth peeked in on her and Becky.  She had gone over a hundred scenarios
in her head and practiced how she would respond.  Yet, now that it was
actually happening she couldn't help but be embarrassed by the
conversation. She was basically "coming out" to her own mother.

   "Have you 'made' love to her?" Beth didn't want to know the answer but
it had to be asked.

   "Not really," Karen lied.  Well, technically this response wasn't a lie
since she would have to be in love with Becky to "make love" to her.  But
Karen knew what her mother really meant.

   "Has...," Beth hesitated.  She wasn't sure she could handle the answer
to the following question.  But again, she knew it had to be asked.  "Has
Vee made love to you?"

   "No!" Karen lied as she forced a look of shock on her face.  This was
definitely a question Vee knew Beth would ask and had drilled Karen on how
she should respond.

   Beth let out a sigh of relief at the response.

   "But..." Karen started to say but stopped.

   "But what?" Beth quickly asked.

   "Well, there is a girl that I've...  you know," Karen whispered as she
looked down at the table in front of her.

   Beth did her best to hold back her tears.  It was very emotional for her
to find out that her little girl might be sexually active.  This hurt her
just as much as the info that it happened to be with a girl and not a boy.
She tried to keep her emotions under control.  She was sure that her
daughter was already feeling bad about all of this; she didn't want to make
it worse for her.

   "What is her name; do I know her?" Beth finally managed to ask.

   "I don't think so," Karen said.  "Her name is Diane, I met her at the
mall one day."

   "How long have you known her?"

   "A few weeks now," Karen replied.

   "A few weeks!" Beth said it before she could catch herself.  "Sorry
sugar, it's just that that is not a very long time.  Are you sure you
actually, you know, had sex with her?"

   "Yeah, I'm sure," Karen whispered.  "We have done it a few times now."

   "How old is this girl?" Beth had a bad feeling about this and Karen
quickly confirmed it.

   "Seventeen."

   Beth put her hand to her mouth in shock.  It took her a moment to get
her anger under control.

   "Sugar, I understand you must like this girl, but you understand that
she is too old for you, right?" Beth said as she fought the urge to track
this Diane down and choke her to death.

   "No she's not," Karen quickly replied.

   "Yes, she most definitely is," Beth put her foot down.  "In fact, Becky
is almost too old for you even."

   The truth was that Beth found Becky way too old for her daughter.  But
she would rather see her daughter making out with a 13-year-old than having
sex with a 17-year-old.

   "How can Diane be too old for me if Becky isn't too old for you?" Karen
shot back.

   "Who told...  what do you mean?" Beth said in shock.

   "Becky told me what you two did," Karen replied in anger.  Karen knew it
had been a trap, but she was still truly angry at her mother for being so
careless.

   "Honey, we didn't do anything," Beth said.  "What is she claiming we
did?"

   "She said you took showers together and even washed each other," Karen
said.

   "That's not making love," Beth said.  "It was perfectly innocent
behavior."

   "Well, she thought it was," Karen said.  "Besides, if it's so innocent
then why don't you ever do those things with me?"

   "I...  well...  I just figured you didn't want too."

   Beth really didn't know how to answer the question.  She had been
telling herself the whole "innocent behavior" excuse for weeks now but
Karen definitely had a good point.

   "Why?  Would you like to take showers and stuff together?" Beth finally
asked.

   "That would be fun!" Karen replied with a sudden excitement.  "It will
be just like when I was younger."

   Beth couldn't believe Karen's response.  She had only asked the question
to support her prior excuse.  She was certain that Karen wouldn't want to
do such things now that she was growing up.  Yet, Beth reasoned that Karen
might actually be a little jealous of the attention she had given Becky. 
After a week or two Karen would tire of it and everything would go back to
normal.

   In the days that followed, Beth quickly realized that this would not be
the case.  Showering with her own daughter started out as being
embarrassing for Beth and quickly turned into being a dreaded act for the
mother.  The first couple days it was just bathing with each other. 
However, Karen then started insisting they wash each other like Beth had
done with Becky.

   The worst, however, came about 5 days later when Karen started using
their "alone" time in the shower to talk about what her and Diane liked to
do together.  Karen played it off as just "girl talk" but as she would go
on, her details about the relationship got more and more vivid.  Karen
would even touch her mother from time to time to drive some of those
details home.  For example, she might tell about the first time she kissed
Diane's breast and then touch her mom's breast with her finger to show
where she kissed her.

   As the days went on the acts of lesbianism Karen described became more
and more extreme.  Karen talked about how Diane had her do this and how she
had her do that.  Beth had hoped that the relationship between the two had
not really been as involved as Karen had first indicated.  But as the
details kept coming, it didn't take long for Beth to realize that her
little girl was having full-blown lesbian sex.

   Not only that, but it was clear that this Diane person was taking
advantage of her little girl.  She was pushing Karen to do worse and worse
things.  Things that many grown lesbians didn't even do to each other. 
Beth almost lost it when one night her daughter started to describe how she
had rimmed Diane.  It was not a full-blown rim job, not like Vee made Beth
do, but it was still horrid for her to hear.

   "You need to break it off with this Diane girl," Beth finally insisted.
She had told Karen to do this several times before but her voice this time
made it clear that this was not a choice, but an order.

   "But, I love her," Karen said as she tried to look sad.

   "I thought you said you loved Becky," Beth said as she suddenly realized
she could use this fact to her advantage.

   "Yeah, I never thought about that," Karen whispered.  "Do you think she
would want to, you know, do it with me?"

   "She...  she might," Beth finally answered.  "But you shouldn't push
her. Give her time.  If you love each other it will happen eventually;
maybe in a couple years.  You can wait for her that long, right?  And if
you really love her then you will stop seeing this Diane."

   Beth couldn't believe she was actually trying to convince her daughter
to go after Becky.  But she just couldn't have her daughter hanging out
with this Diane person anymore.  It was a matter of damage control.  It was
clear that Diane would just keep pushing her daughter further and further
until who knows what.  Becky, according to her daughter, felt showering
together was the same as making love.  Sure, they were starting to mimic
some of the games Vee and herself "played" but she doubted the girls
actually understood what it all meant.

   Diane had already caused the damage.  So even if Becky and Karen started
having lesbian sex, at least it would be at a slower pace.  She couldn't
imagine it going any faster than it was with Diane.

   And oh, how she would love to get her hands on this Diane girl.  She
felt a murderous rage toward the girl.  But Karen refused to give anything
but Diane's first name.  Beth had tried following Karen a few times but she
always ended up at Vee's apartment or would loose Karen somewhere in the
mall.  For awhile she thought Diane might work at the mall but she went
store to store and the only Diane's she found were both over 40 years old
and married.

   From Beth's perspective, the decision was the right one.  Well,
actually, the right one would have been to remove Karen from both Becky and
Diane's lives.  But she knew Vee wouldn't allow it.  Just because it was
really the only decision she could make didn't mean Beth didn't still loose
a lot of sleep over it.

   -- to be continued -

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written as an adult fantasy.  The author does not condone such activities
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