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updated dec 19 - 2008

Another story by Vulgus
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MF, mf, Mf, mF, ff, Ff, Mult, Blackmail, Heterosexual, Fantasy, Incest, Mother, Son, Brother, Sister, Father, Daughter, Male Dom, Humiliation, Gang Bang, First, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Bestiality, Water Sports, Cream Pie, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism

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Sometimes Life is not a Bowl of Cherries
By vulgus

Comments? Criticism? Email vulgus@hotmail.com

To that small group of disturbed people who have enjoyed my
previous efforts and encouraged me, thank you.

I could see my mother from the foot of the stairs. She seemed more composed this afternoon. She was slowly getting to the point that she could stand to be in the room with herself I guess. I imagine that it was hard for her to go through that parking lot every day. Her conscience was still driving her crazy. I have no doubt that if she could turn back the clock she would never have left the scene of that accident. She was now as much a prisoner of the mistake she made that afternoon as I was.

She glanced up when I entered the kitchen and said hi. She looked back down at the mail and then her head whipped back up again. She stared at my nipples for a moment. I saw her struggling, trying to figure out what, if anything, to say. She looked up at my face, finally, and she saw that I was waiting to hear what she would say. Then she threw me a curve. She blushed and looked away. She didn't say a thing. I really hadn't expected that.

I asked her how her day had gone and she answered absently. She finished looking at the piece of mail she was reading and then she looked up and tried very hard to keep from staring at my nipples while she asked about my day.

I told her that I had a typical day. I had. It had been a typically terrible day. Then I offered to help with supper. She asked me to peel some potatoes and while her back was turned she asked, "Do you still wear a bra to school?"

I almost laughed out loud. I managed to stifle the laugh and I answered, "Yes. They're required."

That was all she said!

I stood at the counter and peeled potatoes. While I was doing that, Andy came down to say hello to mom and get a drink. I watched mom watching him out of the corner of her eye as he moved around the kitchen. She could tell that he was aware of how exposed my breasts were. She saw how blasé he was about it. He hardly paid any attention at all.

He got his drink and went back up to work on his homework. When he was back upstairs mom asked, "Your brother hasn't suddenly turned gay has he?"

I grinned and said, "I don't think so. But if I catch him in my underwear I'll let you know."

She chuckled and said, "That's okay. One of you should wear them. If you aren't going to he might as well. But if he does, I don't want to know about it."

Something weird happened then. She started laughing and crying at the same time. I had the impression that she was a little more in control this afternoon. Apparently I judged too soon. She was coming unraveled right before my eyes.

I looked at her in shock for a minute. Then I went to her and hugged her. She stopped laughing and started crying quietly. I held her like that for a long time.

She finally pulled away. She turned and washed her face at the kitchen sink. She dried her face and hands. Then she turned back to me and quietly said, "I'm sorry."

She looked like she wanted to say more. She looked so pitiful that I couldn't stand it. I took her back in my arms and whispered, "It's okay, mom. I know."

I felt her breath catch. I could almost hear her heart beating. She shivered and then she slipped from my arms and fell to her knees right in front of me.

I reached down and helped her up and guided her to the kitchen table. I helped her into her chair and then I stood behind her and held her with my cheek resting on the top of her head.

She had begun to cry quietly again. It was a very long time before she said, "Oh god, Carin! I panicked. And then, when I realized what I had done it was too late to undo it. Later I wanted to go to the police and turn myself in. But your father absolutely refused to permit it. I don't know what to do now. I can't go on like this. But he tried so hard to protect me that if I turn myself in now he will be in just as much trouble as I will. And we have no idea what they would do with you kids. Everything would have been alright if I had just not left the scene. I can't even explain why I didn't stay. I just freaked out!"

I held her and told her that I understood and I didn't blame her or dad. It wasn't entirely true. But it seemed like the thing to say.

She asked, "How did you know?"

I sighed and said, "It was pretty obvious. You and dad freaked out the night it happened. The damage to the car. It didn't take a rocket scientist."

She asked, "Does Andy know?"

I answered, "Yeah. But he doesn't really care. He only cares if it affects him. As long as it doesn't affect him he couldn't care less."

She thought about that for a minute and asked, "Should I have a talk with him?"

I said, "No. Better that you don't. I talked with him. I think it's under control. I know you have to love him. You gave birth to him and you raised him. But he has a few character flaws. If he didn't live here I wouldn't have anything to do with him."

She sighed deeply and said, "Yeah. I know. If you repeat this I will call you a liar. But there have been a lot of times that I wished I had my tubes tied after you were born."

I had to laugh at that.

I got her some tissue and she dried her eyes and blew her nose. Then she got up and turned to face me. She asked, "So what's the deal with the Lolita look?"

I didn't know what to say. I sure as hell couldn't tell her the truth. I finally just blew her off. I tried a weak smile and is said, "I guess it's just a phase. You know how kids are!"

She wanted to keep after me. I could see in her eyes that she knew how out of character it was for me to dress like this. I said, "Don't worry, mom. It's no big deal."

I guess that didn't come out right. She seemed more worried after I said it. I tried to head her off by going back to the kitchen and finishing the potatoes. Then I went upstairs and took care of the laundry. I hung up the clothes in the dryer. I took the clothes out of the washer and put them in the dryer. Then I started my last load of wash. I added the blouse I was wearing at the last minute. Then I took the clean clothes to my room and looked for something to wear to supper.

I put on a midriff baring t-shirt that was cute and sexy and looked alright with the skirt. It wasn't sheer. But I would just have to explain to Cody later that I was doing laundry and that I only had two sheer blouses.

Andy must have seen me going down the hall topless. He followed me to my room and came in just as I was pulling the fresh top down over my breasts. He smiled and asked, "What did mom say about your tits hanging out like that?"

I shrugged and said, "She wasn't happy about it. But she didn't freak."

I started to push past Andy and go back downstairs. He grabbed me and pulled my top up. He leaned down and nibbled on one of my nipples for a minute.

There was a brief struggle but finally I managed to push him away. I exclaimed, "Damn it! Mom is waiting for me! I'm helping her with supper. I'm not your fucking sex toy!"

He chuckled and said, "You are now. I thought I made that clear to you last night. Your ass may belong to Cody now. But at night, I'm here and he isn't. If you don't do what I want I'm going to have a nice long talk with him about you. Somehow I don't think you want that. So get over yourself. You think you're so fucking hot. Well, you're hot alright. But you don't control the thermostat anymore. Cody does. And when he isn't around, I do. Any time that's a problem you can complain to Cody and we'll see how it works out for you."

In the fifteen years since his birth my little brother had given me a lot of reasons to be mad at him and a lot of reasons to dislike him. But I had never hated him like I did at that moment. He knew how much I was suffering as a result of the horrible things that Cody was making me do. But instead of trying to help, or even just feeling sorry for me, he tried to emulate Cody and continue the abuse in my home. He saw a chance to take advantage of me and he jumped at it.

What made it so bad was that it looked like he was going to win. Somehow I knew that I would suffer for it if he and Cody formed some sort of coalition. And the little bastard didn't even seem to care about our parents! I had given up trying to like him. But I had tried to tolerate him over the years, for our parent's sake. I no longer felt the need. Unfortunately, it didn't matter to him. He had me under his thumb now and he knew it.

Several stinging comments came to mind as I finally pulled away from him and headed for the stairs. But the venomous glare we exchanged as I walked away said it all.

Mom was relieved to see me coming back downstairs in a different top. It was sexy. But at least my nipples were covered.

I set the table and then mom and I sat together at the table and waited for dad to come home. We spoke quietly from time to time. But most of the time we just sat together and, I think, took strength from each other.

Dad came in at the usual time. I think he sensed a change in mom. He greeted us both and he held her and they looked into each other's eyes for a moment. I could see how much in love they were and it was reassuring.

The talk that mom and I had earlier had been a big relief for her. I think she was relieved that Andy and I knew her deep, dark secret. She still felt bad. Her conscience still bothered her. But I think mom felt more able to cope now. And I think that dad saw that. He didn't know why yet. But he sensed that mom was stronger now than she had been this morning.

They kissed and he went to wash up for dinner. I went up check on the laundry and get the moron. When I opened Andy's door he was sitting at his computer and playing with his cock. He looked up when I opened his door. But he never stopped rubbing his cock. He smiled and said, "I hope supper is ready. I'm making your desert now. I can't wait to feed it to you."

He made me so mad. He and Cody must be the two most disgusting males on the planet! He looked back down at his monitor and said, "I can't stop looking at this picture of you eating all of that cum from your own pussy. I like that even more than the one where you are sucking Lisa's cunt clean. But that one is a close second."

I told him that supper was ready and I started to turn away in disgust.

He called out, "Wait! Come over here and get this! I'm right on the verge of cumming. I can't wait until after supper."

I snapped at him, "Damn it, Andy! Supper is ready! Mom is putting it on the table now!"

He glared at me and in a threatening voice he demanded, "Get over here, bitch."

I hated him more with every passing minute!

I gave in though. I'm not sure why. I could have turned and gone downstairs. He couldn't have stopped me. But instead I went over to where he was sitting and playing with his exposed cock. He took his hand away and sat back with an evil leer on his face. I saw that he was telling the truth. He was looking at one of the pictures of me eating my own pussy. It filled the screen of his computer monitor.

Now that I was here I was anxious to get it over with. I remained standing. But I leaned down and took his cock into my mouth and started sucking. He pulled my top up over my breasts and played roughly with them while I worked as hard as I could to get him to cum.

He was a little prick. But he hadn't been lying. He was right on the verge. It probably didn't take me sixty seconds to finish him off once he felt my mouth on his cock. It still seemed like he produced an unusual amount of cum. He had already raped me this afternoon. Three times! I would have thought that the amount of slime that shot out of his cock would be decreasing by now.

I thought to myself, "I guess he really loves me." But as much as I enjoy it, sometimes even sarcasm doesn't help.

I straightened up and swallowed another load of his cum. I pulled my top down and turned and left without another word. I stopped in the bathroom and rinsed my mouth out again. I seemed to be doing that a lot lately. Then I went down to supper.

My parents seemed a little more like their normal selves at dinner. It was still a quiet meal. But most of our meals were that way. I had begun to notice, though, that things were always a lot more pleasant when Andy wasn't around. Or maybe it was just my imagination.

After dinner I shooed everyone out so that I could clean up. I took my time and puttered around until there was nothing left to do. By then it was a quarter to eight. I got a glass of ice water and sat in the dark again. I had done it last night and I found it to be quite restful. At five minutes before eight I slipped out into the backyard.

Now that it was time for the abuse to start again I was nervous. As much as I hated having to do the things Cody made me do, it seemed worse when I didn't know what to expect. Knowing in advance that I was required to undress in front of my window at night, or even that I was required to let my brother have sex with me in front of my window at night, was horrible. But at least I knew what was going to happen.

Cody scared me. He had already shown that he would hurt me just for the fun of it. Not knowing why I was standing out in my backyard alone in the dark was scary.

Even though I was expecting it, I was still startled when the back gate quietly opened and Cody came through it. He was followed by another large, shadowy figure. They walked up to me and in the dim light coming from the house I got a better look at the man with Cody.

He was an adult male in his early thirties. He kept glancing at the sliding glass patio door. He looked a little nervous. But he settled down quickly. I started getting concerned, but he calmed down. He stood and looked me up and down as if he was appraising me.

Cody ignored me and said to the man with him, "This is Carin. She's sixteen. If you want I can have her go in and get her student ID."

The stranger whispered, "No. That's okay. She looks sixteen. But it might be hot if she brought it with her."

Cody replied, "No problem."

He turned to me and said, "Strip."

I wanted to yell at him to stop this. To leave me alone. But I was broken. I quickly peeled off my top and stepped out of my miniskirt.

When I was naked, Cody said, "Go ahead. Check her out."

Cody gave me a warning look and I took a couple of steps closer to the stranger. He ran his hands over my body and groped me with all the skill of my fifteen year old brother. But I just stood there and let it happen while I tried to figure out what this was all about.

The guy stopped groping me and asked Cody, "Are you sure this is alright?"

Cody nodded and the man opened his pants and pulled his hard cock out. He gripped me by the back of my neck and pushed my head down onto his cock. I started sucking automatically. He sighed loudly as my lips and tongue began to work on his shaft. But before he could cum he pulled my head up. He turned me around and bent me down over our patio table.

I leaned on the table. I knew what was coming. Another strange man was going to fuck me. And a moment later he was. He drove his cock into my dry pussy. Even with my saliva on his cock it was still painful. But my body started producing lube in self defense and after a moment the cock that was raping me from behind was tolerable. It wasn't pleasant, just tolerable.

The man who was raping me didn't last very long. I was not disappointed. I was very happy when he gripped my hips painfully and slammed into me two more times before he groaned and shot his cum into me.

I only had one thing on my mind. I was thinking about a clothespin. As soon as my rapist stepped back I turned and sucked his cock clean. Then I stood up while he put his clothing back together. While he was dressing he asked, "When did you lose your virginity, Carin?"

I told him that it had been four days ago. He could tell from the sadness in my voice that I was telling the truth. I could see it in his eyes. And I could see how it excited him.

What is the deal with men?!

The man turned to Cody and said, "You have a deal."

They shook hands and Cody turned back to me. He said, "I see you are having another problem following orders."

I knew what he was referring to. I replied, "Cody! I told you! I only have two sheer blouses. I'm washing them now. I had to wear something while I was doing laundry. I told you I'd buy more this weekend. My mother saw me wearing the one today. Does that satisfy you?!"

He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me close. He growled, "Don't get smart with me, bitch. They make bigger butt plugs. And Barry still has his dog. I can make your fucking life so god damn miserable. You should thank me for being such a nice guy."

I was humiliated at being treated this way, especially in front of the man who had just raped me. It was even worse when I glanced at him and saw how much it excited him.

I didn't have a lot of time to look around. Cody opened up his jeans and pulled his cock free. He bent me back down over the table and fucked me so hard the table kept sliding across the deck. I was afraid that someone in the house was going to hear it. I wished for this abuse to end. But I was more concerned at the moment that my parents might see me like this.

I guess Cody enjoyed selling me, because I had the definite impression that was what had just happened. He came after only about ten minutes. I waited for him to pull his cock out of me and then I cleaned him while he told the man that he had brought with him about some of the things he had made me do since Saturday.

His guest seemed to find it all very amusing.

Cody pushed me away roughly and put his cock away. He told me to report to him again tomorrow morning. I cried out softly, "Cody! I'm doing laundry!"

He chuckled and said, "I can't help it, cunt. I enjoy abusing you. And my friends really find it amusing."

He pushed me away and he and his guest left without another word.

I looked around for my clothes. As I was getting dressed again the light came on in the twin's bedroom. One of them waved. I didn't know which. I couldn't tell them apart. The other was grinning down at me and rubbing his cock. They must have seen what just happened down here!

Oh well. They are going to see a whole lot more tomorrow when I show up to babysit. I didn't know what Cody had in mind. But I knew that his goal was not to make sure that everyone that needed one had a babysitter.

I looked around for something to clean myself with. There was nothing. I quietly slipped back into the kitchen and slid the patio door closed. I turned to go into the kitchen and get some damp paper towels. I didn't want to go through the house smelling like I had just been fucked. Twice!

But when I turned there was someone standing right behind me in the dark room. I almost screamed but caught myself just in time. It was only Andy.

I pushed past him and went to the sink. I dampened a couple of paper towels and sopped up the mess between my legs. While I was doing that, Andy asked, "What was that all about?"

I shrugged and said, "I don't know yet. But I don't think I'm going to like it. I think that Cody has just rented me out. But I don't know what I've been rented out for."

Andy waited until I had finished cleaning myself. Then he pressed up against me and rubbed his hard cock against my ass. It was obvious from the lump in his pants that he had been watching what just happened on the patio. But damn! He has already raped me four times this afternoon!

I tried pushing him away. He wrapped his arms around me and held on while he ground his cock into my ass. I could hear the excitement in his voice when he said, "My sister the prostitute! Fuck that sounds hot! You're going to be a great whore, Carin!"

If I had a weapon at that moment I could have easily killed that son of a bitch! It would have been worth anything the law would have done to me. I hissed, "You rotten little bastard! I hate you so much! I wish you were dead!"

He chuckled and responded, "You don't have to like me, you stupid cunt. But you have to fuck me. And you have to suck my cock. It's really all you were ever good for anyway. You suck at being a big sister. But at least you suck."

He laughed at his own pun. Then he slammed his body into mine so hard it took my breath away when I slammed into the kitchen counter. He held me pressed against counter so tightly that I couldn't move. He said, "No more making believe. Right sis? You hate me. I hate you. But you still have to fuck any time I want to. So quit playing games. If you don't stop giving me a hard time I'm going to take a lesson from Cody and start making your life a lot harder around here. You can fuck me whenever I want, and maybe a friend or two now and then. Or I can start bringing all the guys from the intermediate school over and you can work your way through them just like you are the boys in your class. So quit giving me a hard time. I'm getting tired of it."

I stopped struggling. What was the use? He backed off a little when I stopped fighting him. He said, "Don't fucking move, bitch!"

He slowly took his weight off of me. I felt like I had just been in a fight. My heart was beating a mile a minute and I was breathing hard. One hip hurt from where he had slammed me into the counter. He stood back, giving me room to move. But I didn't.

I stayed where I was and cried quietly while he lifted my top and roughly squeezed my tits. He could tell that I had surrendered to him. His arrogant smile when he realized that I wasn't going to fight him anymore rivaled Cody's.

He leaned his weight against me again and put his lips right up against my ear. He said, "I'm going to my room, whore. Come on up and give me a goodnight blowjob. That sex show and all of this wrestling around has really turned me on. I need some of my big sister's loving to relax me."

He turned and headed upstairs as casually as if nothing had just happened. As if he had not just turned his sister into a piece of property. I stared at the carving knife in the butcher block on the kitchen counter as I listened to him climbing the stairs as happy as a teenage boy who had just acquired the rights to his sister's body had every right to be.

I could picture it in my mind. I could almost feel that blade entering his body. But I knew that I couldn't do it. I turned and, after pulling my top back into place I slowly went upstairs.

I went to the laundry room first and took care of the last load of laundry. Then I went to Andy's room.

He was naked and lying on his stomach. I closed the door and waited for him to turn over. But he didn't turn over. He opened his eyes and leered at me. He said, "I like my cocksuckers naked, Carin. Get undressed and then I'd like some foreplay. Before I let you suck my cock I want you to eat some ass. I really liked that the last time you did it."

I took my top off and wiped the tears from my eyes. I pushed my skirt down.

When I was naked he said, "Turn around."

I turned and stood with my back to him. He stared at my ass for a moment and then he asked, "Did you get used to getting fucked in the ass yet? Does it still hurt?"

I nodded and said, "Yes, very much."

He said, "Good. We're going to have to try it tomorrow. We'll have to do it before mom gets home so you can feel free to scream if it hurts."

He ordered me to bend over and spread my ass cheeks open. I obeyed. Somehow, doing these things for this hateful son of a bitch seemed even worse than when I was being humiliated by the boys in my class. I'm not sure why. Maybe it was because brothers are supposed to protect their sisters.

Andy stared at my ass. But I think that he was enjoying his power over me at least as much as he was enjoying the show I was putting on.

He finally said, "Okay sis. It's time to eat some ass."

I turned around and waited for him to spread his legs. He stared at my face as he slowly opened his legs up to make room for me. I had always known he was a creep. Hell, even his mother realized it! But I had no idea just how depraved he was until now.

I knelt between his legs and stared down at his ass for a moment. It kind of looked like a girl's ass. There was no hair on it like most of the guys in my class had. It didn't look very muscular. If the only thing that I could see was his ass I might have guessed that he was a girl!

I leaned down and slid my tongue up through the cleft between his ass cheeks. It was dank and had an unpleasant odor. But I guess he was clean enough. It was just an accumulation of sweat from a day spent in warm class rooms and doing whatever boys do when they weren't in class.

From the very first stroke of my tongue between the cheeks of his ass he enjoyed it. He shivered in pleasure as I worked deeper and deeper into his crack. I kept it up for a couple of minutes and then I pressed the cheeks apart with my hands and began to concentrate on his small, brownish little asshole. It wasn't my favorite thing to do. But again, he was relatively clean once the days sweat was removed. I had done worse things in the last four days.

When I touched my tongue to his asshole he lost control again. This was the third time I had done this. I did it once for Tim on Saturday and once before for Andy. No, wait. I did it once for Lisa too. I kept forgetting about her.

All three of them went nuts when my tongue touched them there. But I had learned when Deter did it for me in the hour I spent with him that it was a pretty sensitive spot. I knew now what a surprisingly erotic erogenous zone that little area was. I had been forced to endure days of unpleasant prodding and poking there. I had suffered through an entire day with a huge butt plug in my ass. I had been fucked in the ass a handful of times. None of that had been pleasant. But I knew that it was possible to receive a lot of pleasure from just the right touch in that area of the body.

In a very short time, Andy started groaning and grinding his pelvis into his sheets. Then, without warning he pushed up on his knees. I sat up suddenly and moved out of his way. He turned over, stretched out on his back and said, "Okay, sis. Show me how much you love me."

I was tempted to bite his fucking cock off! I could have done it without the slightest bit of remorse. But I was too big a coward. I moved up a little on the bed and leaned down. I was losing track of how many times I had already done this for him today. He was insatiable.

I lapped up the mess at the head of his drooling cock and then I took it into my mouth. I was able to take most of his skinny cock into my mouth without much trouble. I started to work my mouth up and down his shaft and even though he had already raped me four times today it was only a couple of minutes before he filled my mouth with cum again.

I almost laughed out loud. I couldn't help thinking about how sad life was going to be for his wife, if he ever found a woman crazy enough to marry his crazy ass. He didn't seem capable of lasting more than two or three minutes, no matter how many times he got off. I think, when he did finally get married, I would have to buy his bride a nice selection of vibrators for a wedding present.

I finally sat up and got out of bed. He was done with me. While I was putting my skirt and top back on he said, "Remember, I'm going to fuck your ass tomorrow. For your own good you might want to bring some lube when I tell you to come to my room."

I sighed and said, "I told you, Andy. I have to babysit next door tomorrow. I don't even know what time I'm coming home."

He exclaimed, "Fuck! I forgot about that! Oh well. There is always the next day. In fact, that will be better. We can do it after school on Thursday when we are alone in the house. That way you can scream and no one will care."

He grinned and said, "Get the fuck out of my room, cocksucker."

He turned out his light before I could even turn around. As I fumbled for the door in the sudden dark I couldn't help picturing him with that butcher knife sticking up out of his chest. I knew I couldn't do it. But the image made me feel better.

I went to the bathroom and did a little better job of cleaning up. I smelled like cum. I brushed my teeth and went to my room. I glanced at my window and took some small satisfaction from the fact that the twins hadn't gotten a show tonight. Or at least they hadn't gotten much of one. It is unlikely that they could have seen much of what happened in the dark in my back yard tonight.

But my satisfaction was short lived. I thought about the things that I had no doubt now were going to happen tomorrow night. The twins were going to have the last laugh.

I selected a skirt, blouse and bra to wear tomorrow. Then I stared at my computer and tried to talk myself into waiting until tomorrow to check my email. But I couldn't. I had to check. If I didn't I would lie in the dark and worry about what Cody might have sent me.

I opened my email program and deleted the spam. I had a few more obscene emails from some of the boys in my class. I couldn't imagine what they were getting out of it. I deleted those and opened another email from Erin. I still didn't know what she was pissed at me for. It was another nasty email. She called me all kinds of obscene names and told me how much she was enjoying the pornographic pictures that Cody was sharing with her.

I had no emails from any of the girls who I had thought were my friends at school. I suppose I couldn't blame them. Girls don't like sluts. My friends didn't realize that I was being forced to do the things that I was doing. On the other hand, at least one of them could have asked! I guess I never really had any friends. I just didn't know it.

After all the years that I had gone to school with those kids, all the sleepovers when we were younger, all the birthday parties, not one girl from our class took me aside and asked about the strange change in my behavior. I couldn't understand how any of them could not know that I was doing the things I was doing against my will. It had to be obvious.

I saved the email from Cody for last. It contained no pictures this time. He told me what he wanted me to wear when I showed up tomorrow to babysit. He also told me that I was to inform my parents that I had an overnight babysitting job coming up on Friday. He gave me the name and telephone number of a Mrs. Toland on Ash Street. I was to inform my parents, if they cared, that Mrs. Toland had to go to a funeral and needed someone to watch over her thirteen year old daughter. If my mother had any questions she was to call that number.

I started to freak out at the idea of being in Cody's clutches overnight. But then I reasoned that I wasn't much better off in my own room at night. My satyr of a brother could come in and rape me anytime he felt like it.

I stared at the email and wondered if this was about the guy who he had brought with him tonight and allowed to rape me. He didn't even mention what had happened tonight. So I had no way of knowing if they were related.

I turned off my monitor and sat staring at it. I felt so overwhelmed. In one day I had totally lost control of my life. I was living every girl's worst nightmare now. And there was no end in sight.

I was just about to get ready for bed when there was a tap on my door. I knew it wasn't Andy. He would have just walked. Even so, I was nervous. I never had anything good happen to me anymore so I expected everything that happened to be bad.

I said, "Come in," and my mother opened the door. She asked, "Can we talk for a minute?"

I smiled, or at least it was what passed for a smile these days, and invited her in.

She looked down at me for a moment and then she sat on the bed beside me. She seemed very concerned, but about me, not herself this time. I didn't want that from her, though. I couldn't deal with her delving into my problems. She would only make things worse if she found out what was happening and tried to do anything about it.

She took my hand in hers and said, "Carin, what's going on? You have more on your mind than my major fuck up. What's wrong?"

My eyes shot open and I gaped in disbelief! My mother said "fuck"! My mother didn't use that word!

She saw my surprised expression and smiled. She asked, "I'm sorry, is that a word you are unfamiliar with?"

I finally smiled, a real smile this time, and said, "I think I heard someone at school use it once. I just don't know what it means."

We both chuckled at the silly conversation. Then I said, "Mom, don't worry about me. I'm okay. Take care of yourself. I'm worried about you."

She squeezed my hand and said, "I made the worst mistake I have ever made in my life. But there is no reason for you to be punished for it. If you are having a problem I want to know about it. I may have fucked up, but that doesn't mean I'm totally incapable of problem solving. Your dad and I have been talking about what I... , what we did. We are working it out. But it's our problem. There is no reason why your life shouldn't go on as usual."

I didn't know what they were going to work out. They couldn't undo what they had done. But I was still trapped. Even if the accident went away I would still belong to Cody and Andy. There was no way out of that now.

I assured my mother that I was doing okay. She was skeptical. But there wasn't much she could do about it.

She started to leave but I said, "Mom, I got a phone call tonight. It's another babysitting job. But I need to ask your permission."

She asked why and I explained that a Mrs. Toland had called. She needed me to babysit for her daughter overnight while she went to an out of town funeral. I offered her the phone number that Cody had sent me.

She smiled and said, "That's okay, Carin. I trust your judgment. If you are sure it's safe I know you'll be responsible. I love you. Goodnight."

Boy! She really knew how to make me feel bad!

I smiled and said, "I love you, too. Goodnight."

I undressed and reached for my pajamas. But I decided to try something else new. I went to bed in the nude. I discovered it was pretty damned comfortable.

10

I actually slept pretty well for a change. I'm not sure why. I was still under the same stress, the same pressure that had dominated my life since Saturday. Maybe my mind couldn't take it anymore and needed a night off. I woke up feeling more refreshed than I had in days. I couldn't even remember having any nightmares last night.

I put my robe on and headed for the bathroom. Andy was up early, for him. I was sitting on the toilet emptying my bladder. The shower was running so that the water would warm up. All of a sudden the door swung open and Andy walked in as if he did this every morning!

I cried out, "Andy! God damn it! Get out of here! What if mom or dad find out we are both in here? That would put an end to your little sex games!"

He just grinned and said, "They are both in the kitchen and they won't be back upstairs until after breakfast. And you fucking know it! So shut up."

He took his pajama bottoms off and stood in front of me looking down. When he came in I had slammed my legs together and my bladder had frozen up.

He reached down and pushed my legs apart. He stared at my pussy and said, "Go ahead, finish. I want to see what it looks like when you take a piss."

I hissed, "You fucking pervert! Get the hell out of here! This is too warped even for you!"

He straightened up and held his cock in his hand. He rubbed his fingers over it and said, "Either you piss or I will."

I looked up at him in shock. It was obvious that the little bastard would do it. I struggled to finish emptying my bladder. I had never had to do it with anyone staring at my pussy before. My bladder didn't want to cooperate. But finally the urine began flowing again. I groaned in humiliation as Andy squatted down for a closer look. He even reached down with both hands and carefully spread my labia for a better look.

As surprising as it may sound, I can't recall ever watching myself when I peed. I wasn't even sure where my urethra was. I mean, I had a general idea. I had just never looked for it. I looked down now and saw the urine flowing in a thick stream and splashing into the toilet. It seemed surprisingly loud now, with him there holding me open.

I had been nearly finished when he interrupted and it didn't last long. I expelled the last few spurts and reached for the toilet paper.

Andy said, "Wait! Don't bother. It's my turn now."

My mind must not have been functioning fully yet. I started to get up so he could use the toilet. But then I thought, "I can't get up yet. I have to wipe!"

I looked up at Andy and he saw my confusion. He just grinned like the asshole he was and said, "Don't fucking move!"

I didn't realize what he was going to do until he actually started doing it. The first few thin spurts of hot piss came out of the end of his cock in weak streams. I screamed and scrambled to get out of the way as they fell and seemed to burn my left thigh.

He held me down with one hand and when I still struggled he slapped me with his free hand. I stopped struggling and looked up at him in disbelief. I rubbed my cheek and whispered, "Andy ... no ... you can't!"

But he could. And he did. He wrapped his left hand in my hair and held me in place while a strong, hot stream of urine began to flow out of his cock. The smell was overpowering. But that was nowhere near the part that was so traumatic. He aimed the flow carefully and after adjusting his aim he emptied the entire contents of his bladder against my mound.

I tried to close my eyes and shut out what was happening. But he wouldn't permit even that refuge. He growled, "Open your fucking eyes, bitch. This is what you are good for. If you are going to be a cum dump you might as well be a urinal too. You fucking slut."

When he was almost finished, when there were just a few, weak spurts left, he adjusted his aim and sprayed my tits until nothing more came out.

He stepped back and said, "I'm going to take a shower. Clean up this mess and join me. I'll let you wash my back."

I groaned in despair. But I had the presence of mind to say, "Andy! What if they come up and discover us both in here at the same time? They aren't that understanding."

He smiled and responded, "You're probably right. So you better hurry your ass up."

Andy got into the shower and I used toilet paper to wipe myself off. I used another big handful to wipe up the wet spots all around the toilet on the floor. Boys are such pigs!

I was tempted to flush the toilet. He would suffer a minor moment of discomfort if I did. But in the end I would probably suffer the most. So I got into the shower and washed his back. He rinsed off and got out and I was finally able to take my shower.

I went downstairs in my robe again. I imagine that the day will come when my father discovers me leaving the house in a sheer blouse with no bra. I don't know what I'll do when that day comes.

Andy was already having breakfast when I got down there. For the first time since last Friday my parents were even having a light breakfast. They still seemed preoccupied. But they seemed to be adjusting. I remembered what mom said last night. I wondered what they were doing to straighten this mess out. Unfortunately, whatever it was, it was too late to help me.

I had some juice and cereal and went back upstairs to get dressed. I put on the same sheer top and miniskirt I wore on Monday. Until I had time to go shopping I would have to wear the same two outfits over and over. I put my laciest bra in my purse and stepped out of my room. I walked carefully to the stairs and listened. When I was certain that my parents were both in the kitchen I hurried down and out the front door. I closed the door and stood on the steps. I took a deep breath, thankful for avoiding confrontation again. But before I could take a step the door opened.

I turned around to find my mother staring at my exposed breasts. She looked up and opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out.

I didn't know what to say. Finally I opened my purse and said, "See? I have my bra. I'm going to put it on at school."

She stepped out and pulled the door closed and asked, "Why? Why are you doing this?"

I sighed deeply and tried to think of some plausible excuse. I couldn't even come up with an implausible excuse! I finally said, "Mom, I can't explain, not now. Please, I can't be late. I have to get to school."

My mother is not a stupid woman. She stared at me for a moment and then she said, "This is because of what I did, isn't it? What's going on, Carin?"

I almost let it all come pouring out. But I couldn't. I knew that it would just make things worse. I finally just shook my head and said, "Leave it alone, mom. You'll just make things worse. I have to go."

I turned and walked away as quickly as I could. She called out for me to come back but I ignored her.

I made it to school without anything more than a few rude comments from some of the other students. I went to the restroom I had been using every morning and went into a stall. I took my blouse off and started to put my bra on when I heard someone else come in. I stopped what I was doing and listened. There was silence for a few seconds and then someone walked purposefully over to the stall I was in.

I heard Erin's voice. She sounded just as cruel as the boys that were all taking advantage of me now. She demanded that I open the stall door.

I said, "Just a minute. I'm getting dressed."

She raised her voice and once more she demanded, "I said open the fucking door, slut!"

I unlocked the door and pulled it open and asked, "What do you want, Erin?"

She smiled at me. I had my bra on but I hadn't closed it yet. She said, "Take that off. Cody asked me to bring you a new one."

She was holding a lacy, very sheer, flesh colored bra in her hand. She held it out and said, "Put it on."

I took it from her and held it up. If I put this on I might as well not wear a bra at all. I looked at the label and said, "This is too small for me."

She grinned and said, "Yeah. I know. I wanted it too small. It will make you look more like the slut you are."

I looked at her in consternation. Finally I asked, "Why are you doing this to me, Erin? I never did anything to you. Why do you hate me so much?"

Her face turned dark and she snapped, "Oh, I don't know. Could it be because you have been fucking my boyfriend? God! Cody was right. You are a stupid cunt, aren't you?"

I gaped at her. Then I exclaimed, "Erin! I'm not having sex with anybody on purpose. They are blackmailing me. I don't have a choice! Jesus, Erin! Five days ago I was a fucking virgin! How can you think I'm doing this on purpose?!"

She remained unconvinced. She exclaimed, "Bullshit! I saw those filthy pictures! And I watched you do anything anyone told you yesterday. I think you like being told what to do. You went along willingly enough."

I looked at her in disbelief. I exclaimed derisively, "Damn, Erin! I never fully appreciated what a stupid bitch you are! You'll believe anything a boy tells you, won't you?!"

I slammed the door and took my bra off. I struggled with the one that she had given me. It was too small in every respect. The straps cut into my flesh uncomfortably and the cup size was only a B. My breasts were squeezed together and pushed out over the tops of the cups. It was obscene. But the worst part was that it was so fucking sheer.

I put my blouse on and buttoned it up. I knew that when I opened the door, Erin would be waiting to enjoy my humiliation. But I had to get to homeroom and let Cody inspect me. I opened the door and pushed past Erin. I paused to look in the mirror. It was every bit as bad as I thought it would be. My breasts were all that anyone was going to see of me today. My nipples were plainly visible and my cleavage made me look like a hooker. But then, after last night, I guess that would be appropriate. I was pretty sure that Cody had made a deal to rent my ass out to some guy.

I gave Erin one last dirty look and stormed out of the restroom. She followed as I went to my locker, got my books and then went to homeroom. Cody was holding court in the corner, as usual. And as usual he was surrounded by a growing number of horny males, waiting eagerly to enjoy watching him abuse me.

I put my books on my desk and worked my through the boys surrounding him. He looked at my tits and then asked the rest of the guys what they thought. Every one of them approved, of course.

I have heard girls talking about boys. I have taken part in many of those conversations. They claim that they don't understand boys. I don't see the problem. In the last week I have come to understand boys a lot better than I used to. Boys are no more monolithic a group than girls are. But there are some characteristics that most of them share. They all think about sex all of the time. They have few scruples when it comes to sex. I suppose that they can't help it. It is a much a part of being a male as the nesting instinct is in most girls. I have come to realize that there isn't a lot that a male won't overlook or even enjoy when it comes to the opportunity to insert his hard cock into a female. That is just how boys are.

Even the boys who had been my friends were now enjoying what Cody was making me do. And the few remaining boys in my class who had not yet had a chance to screw me were eagerly awaiting their turns. It didn't matter that I was doing this against my will. It didn't matter that some of them had girlfriends. The only thing that mattered was inserting their cocks into my body. And the more often they got the opportunity the better they liked it.

I had been given ample opportunity to observe the boys in my class over the last five days since Cody had taken over my life. It was pretty obvious that far from feeling any sympathy for me, they all envied Cody and his absolute power over me.

The only two exceptions were Mr. Finney and Deter. And even Deter, an intelligent and compassionate man, had taken advantage of the opportunity to have sex with me before his conscience kicked in. I suppose the big surprise so far was that Mr. Finney had not.

Cody asked Harris to unbutton a few buttons on my blouse and let him judge the effect. Harris happily obliged. But as it turned out, as my blouse loosened and fell away from my body it was no longer as revealing. So I was ordered to button it back up.

I heard someone coming into the room and I turned nervously to see who it was. Jeff was following Lisa into the room. She had tears in her eyes and she looked disheveled. I saw that she was wearing a bra that was a twin of the one I had on now. I could see her nipples plainly. Her breasts were smaller and didn't appear to be trying to escape over the top of her bra like mine were. But she was still far too exposed to be able to get away with dressing like we were in a school. I didn't believe that there was any way that I was going to get through this day without ending up in the principal's office.

Cody ordered Lisa to come over and stand in front of him. He checked his watch and said, "I'm sorry, Lisa. You don't have time for another fuck this morning. Are you having fun? Aren't you glad I decided to take you under my wing?"

She still had tears in her eyes but she nodded listlessly and answered, "Yes, Cody."

I heard the fear in her voice. She was more afraid of him than I was. That was pretty hard to believe.

He ordered her to pull her skirt up and spread her legs. She obeyed instantly and the guys all got a big kick out of it.

Her pussy was red and swollen. There was a little moisture in her slit. She had cleaned herself up after Jeff had raped her. But a few more drops of cum appeared at her opening.

Cody chuckled and said, "You stupid cunt! You can't go to class like that!"

I heard the other boys and Erin chuckling and enjoying her torment. I felt sorry for her. But I was glad that they were picking on someone other than me for a change.

That came to a screeching halt when Cody said, "Carin, get down there and clean your little friend up."

I felt like I had just been punched in the stomach. I glanced around at all of the eager faces. All of the boys waiting to see me lick her freshly fucked cunt. It was disgusting, but I had done it before. And it had been much worse that time. I turned her body to face me and bent over. I started to try to lick her pussy but I had to squat down. I finally got into position and worked my tongue through her slit.

It wasn't so bad. Her pussy I mean. She had cleaned up pretty well. There was almost no taste. The bad part was all of my classmates watching and getting turned on by our sex show. To make it more interesting someone pulled my skirt up to my waist so that my ass was fully displayed.

I heard someone call out, "Way to go, Erin! Thanks, girl!"

The bitch!

I tried to block out the obscene comments and the male fingers exploring my ass while I lapped at Lisa's pussy. I kept it up until Cody said, "Damn, Carin! I told you to clean her skanky ass up, not make love to her! You can quit now!"

Asshole! I knew damned well that if I had stopped before he told me to he would have raised hell.

One of the guys called out that someone was coming. Lisa and I quickly put our clothes in order and Cody waved us away. We went to our seats but as we made our way through the press of male bodies we were both groped freely. I suddenly remembered what had happened this morning and I turned back to Cody. I bent down and said, "Cody, my mother caught me on the front steps this morning as I was leaving for school. She knows something is wrong. I think that she suspects I am being blackmailed."

He smiled and slid his hand up between my thighs to cup my mound. He was totally unconcerned. He said, "That's your problem, cunt. If your mom gets in my business she and your dad go to jail, not me. I'd be sorry if you went away, if the cops stuck you in a foster home. But hell, I've got Lisa now. She isn't as much fun as you are. But she'll do until something else comes along. But you know, somehow I can't see your mother getting involved. She has too fucking much to lose."

I turned and went to my seat. The room was nearly full now. I made my way through the grasping hands of the boys again and sat down. The bell rang and the homeroom teacher took attendance and made a few announcements. I heard her talking but I can't remember a thing she said. I was thinking about what Cody had said. And unfortunately, I think he was right. There was nothing my parents could do that wouldn't end up with them in jail and Andy and me in foster care.

I got up when the bell rang and, holding my books over my chest I made my way to my first class. I ignored all of the hands that groped my ass and tried to reach around to grope my pussy. I ignored the giggles of the girls who couldn't help but notice that I was constantly being groped by every boy who got within an arm's length and that I permitted whatever indignity they managed to inflict. I never complained. I never struggled. And it just went on and on, all day long.

I managed to make it to Deter's storeroom at lunch time. He gave me a hug and tried to do what he could to take my mind off of what was happening to me. I didn't offer to have sex with him today. I would have if he wanted to. But I wasn't in a very good place today and I had a lot on my mind.

He gave me one of his Coke's and we sat and talked quietly about anything else but sex and Cody. He sat and held my hand affectionately and it really did help. When the bell rang I squeezed his hand and thanked him. He smiled and said, "I wish I could help."

I kissed his cheek and said, "You did. You help me a lot. I'm so glad you are here, and that you are so nice. Thank you."

I knew that as soon as I stepped out into the first floor corridor it was going to start again. But this hour of peace, this brief respite from being degraded and abused really seemed to help.

I made my way to my locker and got out the books I would need for English Literature and study hall. Then I went to Mrs. English's class. She did a double take when I entered. She blushed bright red and I saw the guys watching her. They thought it was all quite amusing.

She ignored me for the rest of the class. But when the bell rang she called me to her desk. Once the crowd around her desk had cleared out she looked up at me and asked, "How in the hell do you manage to get through a day in this building dressed like that?!"

I could only shrug. I was more than a little surprised myself.

She made sure no one was listening and she asked, "Do you think it would help if I sent you to the office? If the principal got involved, maybe we could put a stop to this."

I answered, "I have thought about that. But I'm afraid he will involve my parents. If that happens all hell breaks loose. I suppose it will come to that eventually. I can't believe the other teachers aren't raising hell. But to be honest, except for Mr. Finney, no one else seems to notice."

She looked startled and asked, "Mr. Finney? What did he say?"

The next class was coming in and I had to get out of here. I said, "He wants to help. He has talked to me. He even drove me home yesterday so that the guys would leave me alone. I appreciate his concern, and yours. But there is nothing that you can do."

I looked down at her with tears of gratitude welling up in my eyes and said, "I really do appreciate it that you are so concerned. It helps that at least someone cares. Thank you."

I turned then and rushed out. It looked like she was going to start crying. If she did I would lose it for real.

I just made it to study hall before the bell rang. I dropped into my seat and opened my algebra book. But before I got started on my homework I closed my eyes and forced myself to relax a little. I finally forced myself to concentrate and managed to get through everything but a little reading for my history class. I could hopefully take care of that after I got home from babysitting tonight.

I had no illusions. I knew that I was not going to the Clarke's house tonight to babysit. I was going there so that the twins could fuck me. I didn't know who else would be there. I would be very surprised if Cody wasn't there with his camera. I had no idea who else he might invite.

I was looking down and didn't see who tossed the note that landed right on my book just before the end of class. I unfolded it and read it. I knew right away that it was going to mean trouble. I didn't know who it was from. I knew it wasn't from Cody. It ordered me to go to the audio/visual room after class and wait there.

I looked around but I couldn't tell who had tossed it onto my desk. Cody wasn't in my study hall so I knew that it wasn't him. He could have had one of his friends do it though. For that reason I didn't dare to disobey.

The bell rang and I gathered my things. I hung back to give everyone a chance to clear out and to cut down on the abuse I would be forced to suffer when I got to my locker.

I waited until the last kid was walking out of the room. I got up then and headed for my locker. I got groped a few times on the way. But it wasn't nearly as bad as it had become lately. I put everything but my history book and my purse in my locker and went back down the hall to audio/visual.

I expected someone to be there already but the room was empty. I went into the corner to minimize the chances of getting caught. No one was supposed to be in here without a teacher.

A couple of minutes later the door opened. Perry and Van slipped in and locked the door behind them. They were two of the diminishing minority of boys in my class that had not yet been given the opportunity to rape me. Apparently they had taken it upon themselves to rectify that situation.

Perry grinned and got right to the point. He said, "You know what we want, Carin. Take your clothes off and we'll get this over with so you can go home."

I didn't even argue. What was the use? I put my book and my purse down and quickly undressed. I would have had to take the bra off anyway. For a change it was a relief. That horrible thing was extremely uncomfortable and it had been driving me nuts all day.

Both boys watched me undress and then they closed in on me like predators at a water hole. Instantly I had four rough hands exploring my flesh. Perry seemed to be in charge, if anyone was actually in charge. Van had yet to say a word. His hand left my ass and gripped a handful of my hair. He turned my head up and kissed me. Well, it wasn't so much a kiss as he raped me with his tongue. It reminded me of that first day at Cody's house. He was very rough.

But then he stepped back and Van took over. He kissed me and rubbed his hard cock against me and continued to grope me roughly.

I was not so distracted that I couldn't hear Perry taking his pants off. A moment later Perry said, "Okay, man. Give her here."

Van turned me loose and stepped back. He watched as Perry put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me to my knees.

"What the hell," I thought despondently. "It's just one more cock. Pretty soon I'll have seen them all."

I opened my mouth and he drove his cock into me as if he was trying to drive it all the way through my head. I choked and pushed him away. I gasped for breath and grabbed my throat and cried out, "Jesus, Perry! What the hell are you trying to do? Let me suck it for Christ's sake!"

He was at least self aware enough to be embarrassed. I was surprised. I didn't think he was that evolved. I don't guess that there was any doubt about him being a virgin. He had obviously never done this before.

I got him to stand still and I enveloped his cock in my mouth.

He groaned loudly and I thought for a moment that his legs were going to go right out from under him. He brought his arms back up and rested them on my head. But he didn't start that violent thrusting again. I sucked him off quickly and as soon as he stepped out of the way, Van was right there to take his place.

Van lasted a little longer. But he wouldn't be setting any world records soon either.

I was suddenly amused at how judgmental and caustic I was becoming. I suppose it was necessary if I was going to survive my new existence. But I didn't like the change.

By the time I had sucked Van's cock, Perry was hard again. He ordered me to bend down over one of the desks and he started trying to fuck me from behind.

I cried out again and exclaimed, "Jesus, Perry! Don't you know anything? My pussy is dry. You can't fuck me like that. Hold on."

He looked embarrassed. But he stepped back and I spit on my fingers and rubbed it into my dry opening. It wasn't much, but it would help.

I bent down again and spread my legs. Perry needed no further encouragement. He shuffled in behind me and I reached down and guided his cock into me.

I adjusted quickly to his invasion of my body and tried to think about something else while he used me to get his rocks off. Unfortunately, all I could think about was my babysitting job. Those thirteen year old twins had already gotten quite an education. But they were going to graduate school tonight. I knew that was what this was about. I had pretty much gotten used to the idea of what I was going to have to do. I just hoped that Cody didn't show up with a bunch of his friends ... my dear classmates.

Perry finished up eventually. I had gotten so distracted thinking about tonight that I didn't even know how long he had been fucking me. He pulled his cock out and started to pull his pants back on. I stopped him and cleaned his cock. He was shocked. It was then that I became convinced that Cody didn't know about what they were doing.

I didn't say anything though. I doubt if Cody would give a damn if he found out. He'd probably get a kick out of it.

I leaned back down over the desk and Van took his turn. Just as it had been with Perry, it was a totally unremarkable fuck. I was sad when I realized that my biggest reaction was that I was bored waiting for them to finish raping me. No girl should be so abused that she had that reaction!

I cleaned Van, just as I had been taught. Then they stood back and took pictures of me with their cell phones while I put my skirt and blouse back on.

I shoved Erin's bra into my purse, grabbed my book and headed for the restroom. I needed to clean up before I walked home.

When I finally got out to the parking lot it was empty. I was able to walk home unmolested.

I had a more than two hours before I had to go next door. I thought I'd take a quick shower and see how much of my history I could get through before I had to go. Unfortunately, as soon as I got to my room my dear brother came in right behind me. He asked indignantly, "Where the hell have you been? I've been waiting for you?"

I rolled my eyes and in a voice that made it plain how stupid I thought he was I said, "Where the hell do you think I've been?! I've been getting raped by two more of my classmates! It's what I fucking do now!"

He didn't know whether to be amused at my suffering or upset with my tone of voice. I didn't give him time to decide. I demanded, "What the hell do you want? I have some homework I have to finish up before I go next door tonight."

He grinned and said, "I told you yesterday what I wanted."

For the life of me I couldn't remember what he was talking about.

He sounded impatient when he said, "Jesus, you really are a natural blonde. Aren't you?!"

I gave him a dirty look and he just grinned that much wider. Finally he said, "Get some lube. I told you I was going to fuck your ass today."

Shit! I had forgotten about that!

I said, "Listen Andy, I'm going to have a hard time of it tonight. Just fuck me or let me suck your cock. You can fuck my ass tomorrow."

I was shocked when, after a brief pause he said, "Yeah, alright. I guess we can fuck."

I got undressed while he watched and enjoyed the show. Then he quickly stepped out of his clothes.

I turned to get in bed but he said, "Wait, suck me off first. I'll come too quick if I just stick it in your cunt."

I had no doubt that he would come too quickly, regardless. But I didn't say anything. My life was hard enough already.

He sat on the side of my bed and I got to my knees. I ignored the dank, sweaty smell and sucked him off quickly. With him it was always quickly. He got up and I stretched out on the bed. He was still hard. He may come at the drop of the hat. But it seemed like the little bastard's cock was always hard.

I stared at the ceiling and waited for it to be over. He crawled up over me and proved himself still incapable of locating a vagina. I reached down and guided his cock into me and he went straight into his Energizer Bunny impression. There was nothing in between with him. He was pumping like an oil well or he was done. That was it.

Even though he had been raping me over and over for days, and I had just sucked his cock, he still came in about two minutes. I hoped that he found one of those girls who didn't like sex when he finally got married. Because a girl that enjoys sex wouldn't put up with this fool.

He got up and waited for me to lick his cock clean. He grabbed his clothes and left my room, still naked. On his way out he said, "I'm getting that ass tomorrow, bitch."

Oh well. I knew that it wouldn't last long if he did.

I put my robe on and went to the bathroom. I took a quick shower and brushed my teeth. Then I returned to my room and read my history book. I can't say that I actually learned anything. But I got through the assignment before it was time to go down and help mom with supper.

I checked my email. I double checked the instructions that Cody had given me. Instead of the slutty clothes he normally demanded, he wanted me to wear my normal underwear, except for pantyhose, and a conservative dress.

I didn't know why. But I'm sure that both my parents and the Clarkes would be reassured.

I had a new email from him this afternoon. This one contained some pictures. But they were just an afterthought. They were pictures from Sunday. I guess he was just trying to yank my chain. The curious thing was that he ordered me to bring my purse tonight. I would have anyway. It just seemed strange that he would want to make sure I had it.

I dressed as he required and went downstairs. Mom had already started supper. She looked relieved when she saw the way I was dressed. But she kept trying to talk to me about the way I was dressing for school and the trouble she was sure I was in. I wished that I could have had that discussion. But it was out of the question. Maybe in a few years when my life was as close to normal as it could ever be. Maybe after this episode was over with, maybe then I could have this talk with her.

I finally ended up explaining it to her in just about those words. It didn't ease her mind. We had supper ready by the time dad got home. He went upstairs to change clothes and I asked him to get Andy. Let him go up and give Andy a blowjob. I was getting tired of it!

We ate another quiet meal. There was a little small talk. But after the last few days, the only time that Andy and I spoke was when he said, "Let's fuck."

My parents were still preoccupied with the hit and run. I know that mom said they were making plans to do something to make that right. But I didn't see how that was possible. And even if they did, I would still be under the thumb of my two tormenters. I didn't see how that would change if they solved the other problem.

I cleaned up the kitchen after we ate and I had just enough time to go up and get my purse and go next door.

I took the two bras out of my purse and made sure that I didn't have any more emails from Cody. I went across the hall and brushed my teeth and brushed my hair.

I stopped in the living room on the way out to say goodnight to my parents and then I stood at our front door for a minute. I forced myself to calm down and watched the clock until it was the last possible minute. Then I went out and went next door.

Mrs. Clarke was at the side door watching as I approached. She smiled brightly. She looked really excited. She must have quite an evening planned. She was dressed to kill.

She let me in and I told her how beautiful she looked. I wished her a happy anniversary and she thanked me.

She pointed out a piece of paper on the refrigerator door with her and her husband's cell phone numbers. She told me where they were going and promised to be home by one o'clock. She apologized for keeping me up so late on a school night but said that it was okay with them if I took a nap on the couch.

I told her it was okay. It wasn't that unusual for me to stay up that late on a bad homework night.

Mr. Clarke came down and said hello and they left.

Their car was no sooner out of the driveway than the twins came downstairs. They were grinning like it was Christmas morning and they were about to open their presents. But then, I guess that was pretty much what was about to happen. I put my purse down and looked at them.

They looked like they were about to burst. But they were waiting for something. It was that something that I was more concerned with. I asked them if they knew what was going to happen. They shrugged noncommittally. They knew something. But I guess they had been sworn to secrecy. I could tell by their anxious faces that they had some idea of what Cody had planned. I guess they knew that whatever happened, they were going see me close up and naked and I guess it was pretty obvious that they were going to have their first sexual experiences.

I had expected these two to go into attack mode almost immediately. But instead they waited with obvious impatience. They were ready to make their fantasies come true.

I went over to the couch and sat down. There was no point in standing there staring at each other until Cody showed up.

The boys sat down and an uncomfortable silence hung over the room as we waited for whomever else was coming. I wasn't looking forward to whatever was going to happen. But I was glad that it would at least take place in private. I hated the things that were happening to me at school.

It was probably five minutes later that a car pulled into the driveway. I wanted to go and look. But I was too scared.

Someone rang the doorbell. Before I could get up one of the twins ran to open the door. I still don't know which one is Harold and which one is Harland.

I watched nervously as the door opened and Cody entered, followed by the guy he had brought to my backyard to try me out last night. Behind him came three men carrying large, heavy cases. Cody came in and took charge. He ordered the twins to sit on either side of me on the couch.

The men all looked me over closely for a moment. But then they went about their business and ignored me, except for the man who had come to my backyard and fucked me last night.

He stood in front of me while the three men with him started unpacking the cases they had brought in. They each had large, professional looking movie cameras. One of them was connected by a long cord to a laptop computer.

The man who had fucked me let me watch them getting ready for a minute before he got my attention and said, "We are going to be making a little movie here today, Carin. Two of the men are going to be filming it. The other one will be transmitting it on the internet to a large number of men who have paid me to watch two thirteen year old boys fucking a sixteen year old girl. We have talked to the boys and they know what we want them to do. All you have to do is anything and everything that you are told. You aren't going to be a problem are you? Cody said that you would do anything we wanted. You're going to cooperate, aren't you?"

I had felt the blood drain from my face as he explained what they were doing here, and what I was going to do. It was even worse than I had feared. How many men, how many kids, how many kids I knew would be watching?

He was waiting for an answer. I slowly nodded. There had never really been any question. I was going to do what whatever they wanted. I was broken and Cody knew it.

The man, I still don't know his name, backed out of the way and I was surrounded by three men pointing large, threatening cameras as me.

I hadn't been paying any attention to Cody. While my evening was being explained to me he had dug through my purse and pulled out my student ID. He was nice enough to cover my address with some tape. But my name and my birth date and my photograph were all visible, as was the name of the school I attended. He held the card up and all three cameras zoomed in to record the information.

Cody stepped back and stood with the other guy, the guy who seemed to be in charge. Cody nodded his head and that was what the twins had been waiting for. They turned to face me and started running their hands all over my body over my conservative sundress.

I had selected this dress because it was modest enough to satisfy Cody, and because it buttoned down the front and I assumed I would be getting raped this evening. If I was going to have to undress it was easier to get out of something like this when your hands were shaking with fear.

The boys had no idea how to touch a woman. They were rough and clumsy. Even without the audience it was an unpleasant experience. But after all, no one was here to please me. This was all about using me for the pleasure of other.

The boys groped my tits and then one of them put his hand on my knee and rapidly worked it up my thigh to my panty covered pussy. He groped my pussy roughly for a moment and then he pulled my skirt up to my waist and looked at me. The other twin had begun to unbutton the top of my dress.

I saw the man in charge trying to get the twins attention from off camera. One of them finally noticed him and he pantomimed what he wanted them to do. One of them whispered, "Oh yeah! Harold! Get her hand!"

So now, until they moved, I knew which one was Harold and which one was Harland.

Each took one of my wrists and placed my hands on their bulging cocks. They were both wearing gym shorts and my hands easily closed around their cocks. They were hard and throbbing, but not very large, not very threatening.

I held onto their cocks and allowed them to undress me and grope me freely. They were in no hurry. I suppose that they had been told to take their time.

Harold finally got my dress unbuttoned and pulled it away to reveal my body in my underwear. They continued to molest me and I couldn't help wondering who would enjoy a movie like this. Was I being forced to perform for an army of child molesters?

Harold pulled my bra up off of my breasts and sat staring at them in awe for a long time. Harland, who was concentrating most of his efforts on the area below my waist, stopped what he was doing to stare at my tits. I heard him whisper, "Son of a bitch, Harold! Look at that!"

They both stared for long enough that the director started getting impatient. He made a motion from off camera and Harold nudged Harland. Harland glanced over his shoulder at the director. Then he turned back and reached for the waistband of my panties.

One of the movie cameras and the internet camera both came in for close-ups as my panties were slowly removed. Harland tossed my panties away and both boys stared at my pussy.

Harland reached out and touched me gently. Then he brought his other hand up and slowly parted my labia and held me open. He stared, and the cameras recorded everything. For some reason, as nervous as I was about having this filmed, I was most uncomfortable with the concept of all of those perverts watching this live on the internet as I was being stripped and abused. There was no logic in that. It's just how I felt.

But of course, what I felt was of no consequence to any of the seven males in the room.

Harold pushed me erect so that he could pull my dress down off my arms. He reached behind my back and after an embarrassingly long struggle with the catch on my bra he gave up and pulled it up and off over my head without ever managing to release the hooks.

After exploring my naked body for a few minutes, the boys stood up and stripped as quickly as they could get out of their clothes. Just like everything else about them, their cocks were identical. They were both about five inches long and maybe as big around as my thumb. But they appeared to be entirely functional. Both boys were leaking a lot of lube.

The boys sat back down and Harold said, "We want you to suck our cocks, Carin. We watched you do it with your brother. We want you to do that to us."

I would have preferred that they didn't mention what I had done with my brother. I think that it is reasonable to assume that Cody told every boy at school about the show I would be putting on tonight and arranged for them to watch it on the internet. Now they would all know that I had sex with my brother.

But nothing that happened here was under my control. I got up and knelt in front of Harold. I easily took his entire cock in my mouth and, ignoring the cameras that got right up in my face I sucked it as enthusiastically as I could. I only had one goal in all of this. Do what they wanted and get it over with so the men with the cameras would leave.

I made quick work of Harold. He thoroughly enjoyed his first blowjob. But he didn't thoroughly enjoy it for very long.

As soon as he finished cumming I swallowed and moved over between Harland's legs. Talk about your déjà vu! It was like an instant replay. The difference was that before I finished sucking Harland's cock, Harold knelt behind me and started fucking me from behind.

I wouldn't want to hurt his feelings. But to be honest, I was more conscious of his belly slamming into me than his small cock in my pussy. I think that maybe doggy style was not the best position for someone with a cock that small.

That was pretty much how it went for the next hour and a half. I did anything the twins wanted until they finally couldn't get it up anymore. It was humiliating and degrading. But compared to a lot of the things that I had been subjected to by Cody and his friends it just wasn't that bad. The thing that bothered me most was still the fact that it was being watched by god knew how many people on the internet.

They kept it up until we had been at it for two hours. Then they cut it off. They put the internet camera up. The guy who had been operating it got on the laptop after he put his camera away and said, "Just short of two hundred and eighty thousand."

It took me a moment to realize what he meant. It finally sank in. They had sold access to the show that I had just put on to two hundred and eighty thousand people. Nearly three hundred thousand people had just watched the Clarke twins have sex with me in just about every position known to man!

I watched as the director reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of bills. Right there in front of me he peeled off five thousand, six hundred dollars. That was Cody's commission! I had gotten screwed and he had made nearly six thousand dollars!

And I knew it wasn't over. One of the cameras was still pointed at me.

Cody and the director and the other cameraman started taking their clothes off. The twins moved out of the way and watched as I was raped by those three men. They were pretty horny. But they dragged it out. They kept stopping and changing positions and they made it last for a very long time.

When they had all cum inside of me the cameraman that had just fucked me traded places with the man still holding the remaining camera and I was put to work satisfying him. But it still wasn't over. I was kept busy until midnight. Every time one of them got a hard on I was called upon to take care of it. And when no one was actually having sex with me I forced to pose in humiliating poses for their amusement.

Cody ordered me to eat my pussy clean twice. That was very popular and led to another round of rough sex. They finally packed up and left at midnight. Cody reminded the twins that they needed to air out the room and light some candles before their parents came home. He reminded me that he would see me in the morning and then they all left.

The twins each got another blowjob before they dressed. They opened some windows and lit some candles. But they didn't let me get dressed until their parents pulled into the driveway at just before one in the morning.

I grabbed my clothes and ran to the bathroom while they put the candles away, closed the windows and ran up to their bedroom.

When I came out of the bathroom the twins were in bed and the Clarkes were just coming in from the garage. I greeted them and they paid me a generous twenty-five dollars for spending the night getting raped in their living room.

I smiled and thanked them and went home.

I went to my bedroom and got undressed. But my night wasn't over. Andy heard me come in. He snuck in and made me suck him off so that he could get to sleep. I was tired and sore and I stank of cum. I had the nasty taste of it in my mouth. But I was just too tired to clean up and brush my teeth. I fell into bed and slept through the night. I almost slept through my alarm.

But I managed to hear it before it shut off. I struggled to my feet and put my robe on. I looked across the hall to make sure the bathroom was empty and then I went over and started the shower. I sat on the toilet and looked down at my cum encrusted thighs as I emptied my bladder. I was a mess.

I stood up and flushed the toilet just as Andy came barging in. I was going to have to speak to dad about putting a lock on this door.

I gave him a dirty look. But that just amused him. I stepped into the shower and he stepped in behind me. I was so tired after last night. And I was so tired of being used and abused by every fucking male I came across. I could easily have killed my fucking brother at that moment. But I hated him all the more when he stood back a couple of feet and aimed his cock at me.

I knew what was coming and I pleaded, "Andy! Please don't do that. Why are you doing this to me? What the fuck is wrong with you? You sick fuck!"

He just smiled and watched as the urine began to spray out of his cock. He aimed it at me like a hose, spraying my legs, my pussy, almost all the way up to my breasts with that hot, degrading liquid.

I stood there, crying quietly, and let him finish. Then, on his command, I washed his hair and his back. He rinsed off and got out and I was finally able to take a shower.

I went to my room and dressed as I was required. I went down to breakfast and sat down to eat my cereal. It was a moment before I realized that my father was staring at me speechlessly. I had forgotten that he had not seen me in my sheer blouse without a bra before.

Mom looked uncomfortable. But dad looked like he had turned to stone. He didn't say anything. He was probably too embarrassed. But I knew that mom would be asked to have a talk with me. It was exasperating. This subject just never seemed to go away.

I took my mind off of the fact that my father was staring at my nipples by doing math problems in my head. I multiplied the number of people that had watched my sex show last night by various sums of money. If they charged only ten dollars to watch my show they made nearly three million dollars! And I suspect that they charged a lot more than that to watch a two hour sex show between a sixteen year old girl and two thirteen year old boys.

I hurried through breakfast and went upstairs to brush my teeth and get my purse with my bra in it and my history book. I left Erin's bra in the hamper and took one of my bras.

I went through my new routine at school. I went to my locker and got my books out. I went to the restroom and put my bra on. Finally I went to my homeroom to see what new horrors Cody had in mind for me.

Lisa wasn't there. I assumed that he had her busy fucking one or two of the guys. Erin was there as usual, sitting in the back and watching. She seemed to really enjoy my suffering. I still didn't know who her boyfriend was. She was mad because I had fucked him. But hell, by now I had fucked nearly every male in my class!

When I entered the room I dropped my books on my desk and went over and stood in front of Cody. He was telling everyone about what I did last night. Quite a few of the boys said that they had watched and enjoyed it very much. Cody also mentioned, for the benefit of those who didn't already know, that the men had charged twenty dollars to watch my show! They had made close to six million dollars last night in two hours!

I was forced to listen as Harris and Barry encouraged Cody, suggesting that they should put on their own show.

Cody pointed out that the men had made so much because they had a popular web site.

Harris countered, "If we started putting on regular shows with our pretty little cunt here, and Lisa too, our web site would get popular pretty fast."

I could see that Cody was interested. The guys were all goading him into it. I could only hope that the equipment necessary was prohibitively expensive. But I doubt if Cody would have a hard time getting the necessary equipment from his father.

Cody looked at his watch and said, "I don't have any plans for the cunt this morning. Does anyone want to fuck her?"

Somehow I was not surprised when they all volunteered.

Cody selected Tony and Steve and told them to take me to the audio/visual room. Erin got up and followed us.

When we entered the room, Derrick was fucking Lisa from behind. He was holding her up from behind and pounding his cock into her brutally. Her tits were bouncing up and down violently and I knew it must be painful. Reid was standing in front of her, putting his cock away. I guess he had just finished fucking her face. There were still a couple of strands of cum on her chin.

I watched Erin go over and squat down in front of Lisa and stare at her tits bouncing around. She seemed fascinated.

But as soon as Tony and Steve started getting ready to fuck me, Erin got up and came back over to watch. They both dropped their pants to their knees and Tony asked Steve, "Which hole do you want?"

Steve grinned and said, "I'll fuck her mouth. You can have her cunt."

They pushed me down on my knees and Tony lifted my skirt up to my waist. He slapped my thigh and I spread my legs apart for him. I was just about to ask him to wait until I lubricated my dry pussy. But before I could get two words out Steve grabbed my hair and forced his cock into my mouth.

He began fucking my mouth nearly as violently as Derrick was fucking Lisa. It was very painful. The head of his cock kept banging into the back of my throat.

Erin squatted down beside me and watched his cock spearing into me from about two feet away. Crazy bitch!

I felt Tony forcing a finger into my pussy. When he felt how dry I was he used his own saliva to moisten my dry vaginal passage. Then he started struggling to find my opening with the head of his cock. I reached down and guided him into me. After that I just tried to hold on while they both raped me violently and painfully.

I heard Derrick cry out and I knew that he was cumming in Lisa. For her it was over. I had another ten minutes of this demeaning torture. But teenage boys being what they are it was over soon enough.

Erin had what she thought was a good idea though. She suggested that Lisa and I be made to lap each other's pussies clean before they let us go. It wasn't hard to talk the guys into it.

It was nasty and disgusting. But we had both been forced to do it before. We went ahead and got it over with. We knew it was getting late and we wanted to get the hell out of here.

After they had been satisfied that we were clean enough, Lisa was allowed to get dressed again. I had never removed my clothes. We waited and watched while Lisa got dressed. Then we all went back to homeroom.

There was the expected round of snickering from the boys when we came back in. But just as we entered the bell rang. They were forced to leave us alone after that, except for the groping in the corridor between classes.

For the rest of the day it was pretty much business as usual. I spent my lunch hour with Deter and got to relax and enjoy his company. I managed to get ignored by my teachers and I put up with the groping in the hallway.

I was not ordered to the audio/visual room after my last class and I got my homework done in study hall. I put my books up and headed for the exit, thinking about having to let my stupid brother fuck my ass when I got home. It turns out I wasn't that lucky. Tim was waiting for me outside.

As soon as I stepped outside he told me that Cody was waiting. I followed him to Cody's SUV. Cody said, "Get in. We're going to my house for a while."

Harris and Barry were already in the car. Tim got in and pulled me into his lap. Just like last time, he started undressing me right away. This time he took my clothes completely off. Once more I was forcefully put on display as the car crept past the school buses, moving only a few inches at a time.

The kids in the buses went wild as Tim grabbed my tits and shook them around and finger fucked me violently. The four guys in the car with me thought it was all very amusing. We were only about a third of the way past the last bus in the line when Tim pushed me down to the floor and pulled his cock out. He made me suck his cock right there in front of fifty or more middle school kids. I guess there was no limit to how low I could be forced to sink.

I stayed like that until just before Cody pulled into his driveway. Tim came in my mouth and put his cock away. They pulled me out of the car and we went through the house into the backyard. I was put to work satisfying them all then. What the hell, it was just three more cocks.

Except it wasn't just three more cocks. I had either sucked off or been fucked by each of them once and they had started going around for seconds when I heard the patio door open and Mr. Edwards exclaimed loudly, "What the hell is going on here?!"

This was bad! This was very bad! This could end up with my parents going to jail!

Cody got up and pulled his shorts on. He grabbed my arm and pulled me over to where his father was still standing at the patio door, staring at my naked body in shock.

Cody had a smirk on his face when he said, "Dad, we need to talk ... in private."

I was thinking, "Shit! After all of the rapes, all of the sexual abuse, all of the humiliation, it was all going to be for nothing."

We went into the kitchen. I didn't realize it until later, but the other three boys got dressed and left through the side gate. They were as scared as I was. My clothes were still in the back of Cody's car. I was forced to stand beside the kitchen table. Cody and his father sat down to talk. I tried to cover myself with my hands but Cody gave me a dirty look and I dropped my hands to my side.

Cody started telling his father everything. It was several minutes before his father looked at him. He couldn't seem to take his eyes off of me. I expected him to be upset. I thought that he would demand that the evidence he had be turned over to the police. I was shocked when he started grinning and turned his gaze back to my naked body.

He reached up eventually and gripped one of my nipples. He pulled me closer and examined me with obvious relish. He dipped a large finger into my well fucked pussy and then stuck it into my mouth to be cleaned. Meanwhile he said to Cody, "Son, you aren't being ambitious enough! Have you seen this little bitch's mother?! She is almost as hot. You could have been fucking them both!"

All of a sudden I couldn't breathe. I shook my head and whispered, "No! Please! I'm doing this so that you'll leave her alone!"

Mr. Edwards chuckled and said, "No, Carin. You are doing this so your mother and father don't go to jail. I don't see any reason why this should all fall on your shoulders."

He got up and went over to the phone. He called the office and asked to talk to my mother. When she came on the line he said, "Linda? Tom here. Listen. I need you to leave the office a little early and stop by my house. Can you come right over?"

There was a pause and he said, "That's great. See you in about fifteen minutes."

He hung up the phone and said, "That gives me just enough time to fuck your hot little cunt, Carin!"

I was pulled back out into the backyard. That was the first any of us realized that the other three boys had gone home. They were not missed.

Mr. Edwards undressed quickly and Cody pointed out the cushion they had been raping me on. I was pulled back over to it and after sucking on his already hard cock for only a minute or so I was ordered to lie on my back. He stared down at me for a moment and then he dropped to his knees between my legs.

Cody had an average cock. His father's was somewhat larger. It was about the same length as Barry's and slightly bigger around at the base. I watched in what seemed like slow motion as he leaned over me and his throbbing cock grazed over my already very well fucked pussy.

He nestled the head of it inside of my opening and sighed as the heat from my pussy enveloped him. As he slowly sank his cock into me he said, "Damn, Cody! I sure wish you had told me sooner! I would have loved to have been there when you fucked her for the first time."

Cody was standing nearby watching. He sounded genuinely contrite when he said, "Sorry, dad. I was afraid you would want me take everything to the cops."

Mr. Edwards sighed and said in a breathless voice, "That's okay, son. I probably would have done the same thing if I was in your place."

He started fucking me then. He wasn't quite as violent as his son was. Actually, it was starting to feel pretty damn good. The shock of being caught was starting to wear off. The greater shock that he was going along with all of this, and even involving my mother, hadn't. But even so, I had to struggle to keep from surrendering to the pleasure that I was starting to feel.

He lasted a very long time and I was afraid that he would still be fucking me when my mother arrived. I knew that a lot of humiliating things were going to happen to both of us this afternoon. But I didn't want this to be the first thing she saw when she got here.

As it turned out, it was almost this bad.

Mr. Edwards finally came. He slowly got back up on his knees and before he could move I sat up and cleaned him the way Cody had trained me. As I sucked his cock clean, Cody explained why I was doing it. Mr. Edwards approved.

We went up to the raised wooden patio then. I was put to work sucking Cody's cock while he explained some of the things that he had made me do so far.

Mr. Edwards couldn't wait to see the movies and the pictures.

Cody didn't let me suck his cock. He ordered me to hold it in his mouth and tease him with my tongue. I realized what the point of that was the minute he said it. This was how my mother was going to find me.

And that was when the doorbell rang.

Mr. Edwards got up and pulled his pants on. He went into the house and came back two minutes later with my mother. I could see them step out onto the patio out of the corner of my eye. She didn't see me until Mr. Edwards began to guide her up to the deck we were on. This deck was about three or four feet higher than the main deck. I saw her come to a sudden stop and look at me and Cody in total shock. As soon as she stopped she opened her mouth to scream.

Mr. Edwards saw it coming. He probably expected it. He clamped his hand over her mouth but I heard her scream even through his hand. She struggled with him for a moment until finally he spun her around and slapped her face so hard that it almost knocked her over.

She raised her hand to her face while he yelled, "God damn it! You had better start behaving yourself. Now get your ass up there. We need to talk."

I tried to sit up. I'm not sure if that was because I didn't want my mother to see me like this or if I thought I might come to her aid. But Cody popped me on the top of my head and said, "I didn't say you could move, cunt!"

Any backbone I might have thought I was developing quickly dissolved. I went back to teasing his cock with my tongue and listening as Mr. Edwards forced my mother up the stairs.

He pushed my mother down into the chair he had been occupying and pulled another chair around for himself.

I was crying again. No girl wants her mother so see her like this. But the knowledge that my mother was now just as much under their control as I was, that was breaking my heart.

She didn't know it yet, but her life had just taken a nose dive.

While Mr. Edwards was pulling his chair over, my mother exclaimed, "Carin! Stop that! Get up! What the hell are you doing?!"

Mr. Edwards said, "Shut up, Linda! You can watch her if you want. In fact, I insist. But you listen to me."

I had stopped watching. I couldn't stand to see what they were going to do. I had my eyes closed. The tears were pouring down my cheeks and dripping onto Cody. But of course, he didn't care. He was fascinated by the soap opera taking place beside him.

I listened as Mr. Edwards laid out everything for my mother. He told her what evidence Cody had gathered. He also told her that for the last six days I had been his son's sex slave. His son told me how to dress and who to fuck.

My mother tried to cover her face but he slapped her hands away. Then he said, "I discovered them when I came home early this afternoon. I have to tell you, your little girl is a great fuck!"

My mother groaned in despair and pleaded, "Please, I have to go. You have to let us go now. Make Cody let her go. PLEASE, YOU HAVE TO STOP THEM!"

He laughed out loud and said, "Come on, Linda! I know you aren't that stupid! I didn't call you here so that you could put a stop to this. You are here to join the fun! Now here are your choices. Are you listening to me?"

I guess she nodded. I didn't hear anything.

He said, "You can either do what you are told from now on, just like your daughter is. Or, you and your husband can go to prison. Your daughter and your son can go into foster care. Were you aware that I play golf with Judge Cable? Do you know him? He is the family court judge. He and I go way back. I don't think I'd have any problem getting custody of Carin. In fact, if I offered him a piece of her sweet ass he would no doubt jump at it."

"Do you understand what your options are, Linda?"

He must have gotten the answer he wanted. He said, "Good. Stand up now. Get undressed. We want to see what you look like under all that material. We are going to be working on your wardrobe. You wear entirely too much clothing. I think we'll have you dressing more like your daughter from now on, except that unlike the school, we don't have a dress code at the office."

"I said get up, god damn it. Am I going to have to beat you like Cody beat your daughter? I don't mind. The choice is yours."

I heard her sobbing piteously as she got to her feet. Then I heard the rustling of her clothing as she removed it for the entertainment of Cody and his father.

While my mother undressed, Cody returned to regaling his father with tales of the things that he had made me do since my surrender to him last Saturday. Each time he described some new horrible indignity my mother seemed to sob even louder. She kept muttering, "My poor baby! Oh god, oh Carin! I'm so sorry. I didn't know!"

But the men ignored her and Cody kept detailing my exploits. I suspect that they were doing it as much to torment my mother and I as they were to amuse themselves.

After a few minutes, Mr. Edwards stood up and removed his pants again. He sat back down and said, "Well, Cody. This bounty of beautiful pussy is all thanks to you. Which one do you want? Do you want the little bitch to finish sucking your cock? Or would you like to take her mother for a little ride?"

Cody laughed and said, "I might as well see what kind of a fuck momma is. I've never fucked an old broad before. How old are you, Linda?"

In between sobs, mom answered, "Thirty-six ... I'm thirty-six."

Cody chuckled and said, "Really?! You're pretty hot for thirty-six. I bet the guys are gonna love fucking you almost as much as they love fucking Carin!"

Mom started crying even louder. But that was her only response.

Cody pushed me away and got to his feet. He took my mother's arm and said, Come on, cunt. Let's go get comfortable and fuck for a while."

He led my mother down to the cushion where his father, and everyone else for that matter, had just fucked me. His father pulled me along behind them.

My mother had become as compliant as I was. She allowed Cody to push her down on the cushion and she allowed him to spread her legs and climb up on top of her. When instructed to do so she guided his cock to her pussy and then she lay there as if in a trance and allowed him to fuck her.

I was forced to watch until he started fucking her. Then I was pulled down between Mr. Edward's thighs and ordered to suck his cock.

Mr. Edwards came long before his son did. Cody had been getting a lot of satisfaction lately and he had fucked my mouth and my pussy before his father got home today. It took him a long time to finish fucking my mother for the first time.

After Mr. Edwards came in my mouth he pulled me up into his lap and played with my tits while we watched his son fucking my mother only a few feet away.

Cody finally reached orgasm. He collapsed onto my mother for a moment. Then he got to his knees and stared down at her. He looked over at me and grinned. Then he said, "Carin. Come here and show your mother what she is supposed to do now."

I groaned in dismay. But I didn't dare disobey him. I slid out of his father's lap and dropped to my knees. I moved closer and bent down and took his messy cock into my mouth. It was unimaginable. Or at least it was to me. But they were obviously capable of imagining it. I heard my mother sob, "Oh god! Carin!"

I ignored her and sucked Cody's cock clean. But that wasn't even the worst of it. When he was satisfied that his cock was clean enough he put his hand around the back of my neck and guided my head to my mother's freshly fucked pussy.

I pleaded with him not to make me do it. He didn't even bother to respond. As I began lapping my mother's pussy, Mr. Edwards said with an obvious note of admiration in his voice, "Son, I love the way your mind works!"

Cody took his hand away and said, "Keep licking, cunt. I'll tell you when you can stop."

He got up and went inside. He came back out a moment later with his digital movie camera and started filming. He made us perform all sorts of perverted acts for the next fifteen or twenty minutes. I was forced to straddle my mother's face and we performed a sixty-nine.

Mom almost lost her lunch several times while we were doing that.

We were forced to work together to suck Mr. Edward's cock. Then he got up and took the camera from Cody and we did the same thing for his son.

They got pictures of both of us eating out the asses of both men. Then we had to pose in various sexy poses. But the looks on our faces were not something you would ever find in Playboy. Mom and I were both crying the entire time. But far from being upset by that, they seemed to find it amusing.

When they finally tired of tormenting us, Mr. Edwards put my mother back on the cushion and fucked her. While he was raping my mother I was forced to kneel behind them and tease his balls.

It took him a long time to cum. He obviously doesn't have the recuperative powers his son does. This time, after he came, he held my head against his hip and waited until my mother finally realized what he was waiting for. She struggled to sit up and then, with her face almost touching mine, she sucked his nasty cock clean.

When he was satisfied he pushed her away and ordered me to clean her up again. Then he got up and as he and Cody returned to their favorite seats on the raised deck he said, "Clean her up and then come up and join us. We need to talk."

I cleaned the latest load of cum from my mother's pussy and then I helped her to her feet. I put my arms around her and said, "Mom, you have to get a hold of yourself. All you are doing is getting dehydrated and turning them on. It excites them to see how hard this is for you. Now calm down. We'll talk when we get home."

She nodded her head. But she didn't stop crying. At least not right away.

We went up to the raised deck and we were each pulled down into a lap. Cody's hands started groping me while his father began tormenting my mother. They spent a few minutes comparing our bodies and our sexual abilities. I was surprised to note that my breasts were larger than my mother's. But although her breasts were slightly smaller than mine, they were pert and firm and attractive. I was really impressed. She was a very sexy woman.

Apparently, judging from the comments, she also had a nice, tight pussy that my schoolmates were going to enjoy.

After that thorough, and thoroughly disgusting discussion of our various sexual traits and abilities, Mr. Edwards said to my mother, "I guess you realize that we have you over that proverbial barrel."

He chuckled and said, "I'll bet you would look hot bent over a barrel."

My mother nodded almost imperceptibly.

He continued, "I was thinking that we can't fully utilize your talents as long as your husband is kept out of the loop on this. I guess he is going to have to find out about your new status as a sex slave. I suppose we'll have to let your son in on it, too. He will find out sooner or later."

I hadn't meant to let them find out. But it just slipped out. I said, "He knows."

Unfortunately, they wouldn't leave it at that. I ended up having to tell them the entire sordid story. Cory probably suspected. He had forced me to put on a sex show with him in my bedroom window. Mom nearly had a heart attack when all of the details came out.

Mr. Edwards spent a few minutes telling my mother how he wanted her to dress at work now. It was basically the same way I was forced to dress. See through, minis, no underwear, anything to humiliate her and make her more available to Mr. Edwards at the office. It was clear that he was going to be taking advantage of her every chance he got.

They finally let my mother put her dress on. She was ordered to pick her underwear up and give it to Cody. He said he wanted to tack it up where everyone could see it.

Cody escorted us out to his car so that I could get my skirt and blouse. He made me get dressed right there in his driveway. While I was getting dressed a couple of kids came by and saw what I was doing. He smiled at them and ordered me to take my time.

I shrugged. At least, for a change, they were kids that I didn't know.

When I was dressed he let us go. But as I was about to get in the car he said, "Give your brother whatever he wants. That means both of you. I like his attitude."

Mom backed out of the drive way, drove to the next block and pulled over. She covered her face and began crying hysterically.

It was several long, uncomfortable minutes before she quieted down enough to say through her tears, "Oh god, Carin! I didn't know! I am so, so sorry. I won't even ask you to forgive me. I swear, if I had known I would have turned myself in. Oh god! I wish I could die!"

I reached over and pulled one of her hands away from her face. I felt remarkably calm. It was as if I could be calm because she was nearly hysterical. As if she was doing it for both of us.

In a calm voice I said, "It's alright, mom. I made the same decision you did, based on the same set of facts and circumstances. I don't want you and dad to go to jail. And I don't want to go live in a foster home. I want us to stay together as a family."

She groaned and sat back, slumping down in her seat. She dug around in her purse and pulled out a tissue. She wiped her eyes and blew her nose. Finally she said, "We, your dad and I, we have been working on a way out of this. We have a lawyer. We are going to sell the house. The money will go to pay for the injuries and the pain and suffering of the boy I hit. It will pay for our lawyer and the fines we will have to pay. He is trying to work out a deal so that your dad and I won't have to go to prison. We can't do anything yet, not until he works something out with the DA. He said that since I was turning myself in and offering to pay restitution and since I had thirty-six years as a good citizen they would probably take the deal to avoid destroying our family. But until he gets the deal ... oh god, Carin! I have no choice! I have to do what that evil bastard wants! But we have to do something. He can't keep doing this to you! Oh god! If I had known I swear to you that I would have turned myself in!"

I squeezed her hand and said, "I know mom. That's why I didn't tell you. I don't want you to go to jail."

She wiped her eyes again and then she almost screamed, "That son of a bitch! I knew that kid was ... I knew your brother was different! God! I am going to kill him!"

I sighed and replied, "You can't, mom. You heard Cody. We have to give him what he wants. I know he will check. Trust me. You don't want Cody to punish you. It always hurts."

Mom finally had herself under control enough to drive us home. She pulled the car into the garage and we sat together in silence for a few minutes. Mom finally looked over at me with the saddest look I had ever seen and said, "I am so sorry, baby."

I smiled and said, "It's okay, mom. As hard as it is to believe, you get used to it after a while. Each day it's a little easier. Those first few days you think you can't go on. You think you're going to lose your mind. But it gets a little easier as the days go by. There are some people at school who are nice to me and that helps. You just have to be strong until you get that deal. Just keep reminding yourself of that."

I was just about to get out of the car when I had another thought. "What are you going to tell dad?"

She groaned and said, "I have no fucking idea! His mouth is probably still hanging open from seeing your nipples this morning. Did you have to do that?"

I shrugged and said, "It was going to happen. I was thinking that I would have to keep this up until I went away to college. There was no way I could keep sneaking around in these slutty clothes without him seeing me. It had to come out. I have to admit, though, I was shocked when he didn't say anything."

She chuckled and responded, "Oh he said something! The minute you left the room he had a lot to say!"

We looked at each other and laughed. Then we hugged for a moment. Finally we sat up and she said, "I guess I am going to have to lay it all out for him. He is going to find out one way or the other."

She paused as she thought about it. Then she said, "Despite what you probably think, he is pretty open minded. I think he can handle it, if I can keep him from going over there and killing both of those evil bastards, that is."

She was quiet again for a moment and then she said, "I shouldn't tell you this. But we did some things before you were born that would turn your hair white."

I looked at her in shock. My straight laced parents! No way! "Like what?" I asked.

She looked uncomfortable and didn't say anything for a long time.

Finally I said, "Mom ... we just ate each other out. Are you really afraid you are going to shock me?"

She looked at me, a look I couldn't quite interpret. Then she burst out laughing. That made me laugh and I don't even know why. We both laughed like idiots for a few minutes before we got it under control.

She started to say something but then we broke out into uncontrollably laughter again. It was silly. But it beat the hell out of crying all of the time.

Finally she wiped her eyes and asked, "Is your seat belt fastened?"

But she was only kidding. Finally she said, "We, your father and me, we ... we experimented when we were younger. We had threesomes with other men. We tried what they called wife swapping back then. But we both preferred having threesomes with other men. We had a very good time actually. We only stopped because I got pregnant with you and we decided that it was time to clean up our act and be good parents."

I looked at her in shock and exclaimed, "NO FUCKING WAY!!!"

She grinned and responded, "Way."

She finally said, "Come on. Let's go inside. I need a drink."

We went into the kitchen and my mother poured herself a strong drink. I got a glass of juice. She offered me a drink but I smiled and said, "No thanks. I fuck every boy in my class. But I don't drink."

She shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, baby."

I went over and took her in my arms. We hugged each other tight. I hated what we had to do today. But I realized that I felt better now that she knew. I wouldn't wish on her what was going to happen to her now. But I felt such a weight off of my shoulders now that it was out in the open.

We sat down and started asking each other questions. She wanted to know more about what I had been forced to do since last Saturday. I had a few questions about her and dad and their shocking past. I found out that I was the first and only female that she had ever had sex with. We were more embarrassed discussing that than anything else. But we both finally admitted that it wasn't that bad. I said, "If you had not just been raped, and you were not my mother, it would have been kind of pleasant."

She held up her almost empty drink in a toast and said, "Ditto!"

That was enough of that subject. I told her about the kinds of things they were doing to me at school. I also told her how concerned Mr. Finney, Mrs. English and Mr. Petrie were. I didn't tell her about the other things that Mr. Petrie and I did. He was a nice old guy and I enjoyed them. I didn't want to get him in trouble.

I mentioned that they were also making Lisa do things. I didn't tell them how that started. I believed her when she said she had been duped into going along in the beginning. She obviously wasn't the brightest bulb on the tree.

It occurred to me that Andy must be upstairs waiting for me to come upstairs so that he can rape me. As if she could read my mind, mom began asking about him. I felt no reluctance when it came to dropping every dime I owned on that evil bastard. My own fucking brother! God! I think I hated him more than I hated Cody!

I told mom everything. I even told her about him peeing on me in the morning. But then I had to hold her down. She was going to rush upstairs and kill him.

I finally calmed her down. I reminded her of Cody's instructions.

We were startled when we heard the garage door open. Dad was home! We had lost all track of time.

We sat in silence until he came in from the garage. Mom got up and made both of them a drink. She handed dad his drink. He was staring at my tits again. She nudged him to get his attention said, "Hey! Dirty old man! Quit staring at your daughter's tits and sit down. We need to talk."

Dad looked flustered. He tried to tear his eyes away and finally managed. I laughed and asked mom, "Do you want to be alone?"

She smiled at me and said, "Sweetheart, we no longer have any secrets. I guess you should be here for this."

She turned to dad and said, "Martin, drink your drink. You are going to need some alcohol in you for this."

I guess he assumed that "this" was going to have something to do with my tits. He looked scared shitless. I think that he really didn't want to have this talk. He gulped down the drink mom had given him and she got up and made him another.

She sat back down and for the next hour or so we talked. There was a lot of blushing. There were a lot of times that one or more of us couldn't look anyone in the eye. But it all came out. We talked like three adults. I even told them how relieved I was that I didn't have to keep this from them any longer.

Dad said that he had talked to their lawyer today and they were making progress. But progress where lawyers were concerned could be a time consuming thing. They were so damned deliberate. He thought that the DA was going to accept their offer. But there were several people who had to be brought into this and given a chance to have an opinion.

I suggested that he inform their lawyer that no matter who else got involved, they needed to make sure that Judge Cable was not consulted. We had to explain why to dad.

Mom got up and started supper. While she was doing that the three of us continued the conversation. We discussed what we could expect to be forced to do until this thing was resolved. I told them that since they had decided to make sure that dad was informed, I wouldn't be surprised if they started coming over here in the evening. Maybe not all the time. But the opportunity to humiliate us would be irresistible. At least it would be for Cody and his father. I didn't know about the others. And we could count on spending a lot of time in their backyard.

I hadn't told them about the movie I made last night with the twins. I told them now. I told them how much money had been made in those two hours. I thought it unlikely that they wouldn't demand that there be more movies. I would be surprised if the thought of involving an entire family didn't appeal to them.

There was a long, uncomfortable silence for a moment. Dad finally said, "There is no way that I am going to go along with this. Not that! I won't molest my own daughter."

Mom sighed loudly and said, "Martin, they don't offer you options. Well, they do. They offer you the option of doing what they want or going to prison. We are going to have to do whatever they want until the DA accepts our deal. And even then, we may have to sell the house so that we can meet the terms of our offer before this is all over with."

Dad said, "But Linda! I ... she's my daughter!"

I looked at mom and laughed. She looked at me curiously and I said, "What the fuck dad! I've already had sex with mom! You'll be happy to know that I prefer boys to girls. We'll do what we have to do."

First, he couldn't believe I had used the word fuck. But he looked like he still couldn't do what we were suggesting they might require of him. I smiled and said, "Come on, dad! I saw the way you were looking at my tits!"

Dad blushed and said, "Surely you are not suggesting that it's alright for us to have sex!"

I shrugged and replied, "No. It isn't alright. But I have had sex with a lot of guys in the past six days. I like you more than I like any of them."

I could see that he remained unconvinced. But mom changed the subject. She turned to dad and asked, "What are we going to do with that little rat bastard upstairs when this is all over? I don't want that little rapist in my house."

Dad wasn't sure what to tell her. He was only fifteen. They couldn't just kick him out. They had no close relatives that could take him in. And even if they did they didn't think it would be right to burden them.

The only possible solution that they could come up with was to put him into some kind of counseling. It was either that or bury him in the woods some dark and stormy night.

I snickered and said, "You might want to see if they can to anything about his control problem. He never lasts longer than two minutes."

Dad blushed a pretty, bright red color. I turned to mom and said, "That's the color of the car I want!"

When supper was just about ready I set the table. Dad asked me to go up and get Andy, and please put on a more substantial top. I explained that I was required to dress this way and that I would be punished if I didn't. I had already been punished twice for changing when I got home from school.

He shook his head and went to wash up. I went upstairs to get Andy.

He looked up when I came into his room and asked, "What the hell happened to you tonight? You promised me that I could fuck your ass after school."

The little bastard was actually pouting because I hadn't come running home from school so he could rape my ass!

I told him that I had to go to Cody's house. That was all the excuse I needed.

I said, "Mom sent me up to get you for supper." Then I turned and started to leave.

He called out, "Hey! Wait a minute! Come here. At least you can suck me off before we go downstairs!"

I saw that image of him with a knife in his chest again. But I knew it would only take two minutes. I went back into his room and he quickly shucked his pants and his underwear down to his knees.

I dropped to my knees beside his bed and sucked him off quickly. He is a disgusting little turd. But it was over so quickly that it wasn't all that unpleasant.

I swallowed and got up and went downstairs without another word.

All through supper my parents kept looking at Andy. They didn't say anything. They just looked. He noticed and I could see that it made him uncomfortable. It brought me a lot of pleasure. But I knew that he was going to get the last laugh. Cody and his dad were going to let him know that mom was fair game soon enough and I would be shocked if he didn't take advantage of it. In fact, I would be surprised if they didn't make sure of it.

Andy ate in a hurry. He didn't even clean up his plate. He excused himself and went back upstairs. The three of us had a more comfortable meal after he left. We didn't talk much. But all of a sudden I wasn't the only one that wasn't comfortable around Andy.

After we ate I cleaned up the table and the kitchen. I went up to my room and checked my email. I had a half a dozen from Cody with a dozen pictures from today in each one. It made me sad to see my mom being abused like that. She looked so sad.

His last email reminded me that I was going to be going with him after school tomorrow. I still didn't know what that was about. He ordered me to open my blinds and leave them open from now on. I was to keep my lights on at night until it was time for bed and I was to always be naked in my room. He also asked me for Andy's email address again. I had given it to him once but he lost it.

I sent him the address. But I knew there would be unpleasant repercussions from that!

And speaking of the devil! Just at that moment Andy came into my room. He closed my door and came over to my desk. I managed to close my email program before he saw all the new emails from Cody. But I was pretty sure he would be getting his own copies pretty soon.

Andy asked, "Did you see the way mom and dad were acting? What's up with that?"

I would have loved to tell him. But I didn't think it was my place. I shrugged and said, "I don't know, Andy. They weren't talking much."

He stood there looking thoughtful for a moment. Then he shrugged and said, "Oh well. Get undressed. I want to fuck you before I go to bed."

I sighed and got up and undressed. I suddenly remembered the last email and went over an opened my blinds. A light was on across the way. I could see the twins in their room. They saw my blinds open and they dropped what they were doing and turned to watch.

Andy asked, "What did you do that for?"

I gave him a look that let him know what an idiot he was and asked, "Why do you suppose I did that?"

It finally dawned on him that I must have been ordered to by Cody. He grinned and said, "Cool. I like an audience."

He made me get up on my hands and knees on my bed. He dropped his shorts and climbed up behind me and went right into his two minute sprint. I waited patiently for it to be over. He came in just about exactly two minutes and slowly pulled his cock free. I turned around and cleaned him up, as required.

The twins had seen it all. They had a good view of my bed from their room. I don't know if there had been an audience on the ground. If there was they were disappointed. They couldn't see my bed from down there.

After Andy left I took a shower. I was nasty after all the crap I had been subjected to today. I returned to my room and turned out my light and went to bed. I lay there in the dark for a long time thinking about what had happened at Cody's house this afternoon and about having sex with my dad.

I am not one of those girls that are in love with their fathers. Not that way! The thought of having to have sex with dad was just about as hard for me to get used to as it was for him. But I knew it was going to happen. I tried to force it out of my mind and go to sleep. It's funny about that. The more you try not to think about something the more you can't stop thinking about it.

I was still wide awake when there was a soft tap on my door. I asked who it was. I was lying on top of my sheets, naked.

It was mom and I invited her in. She noticed my blinds were open and cocked an eye at me. I shrugged and she knew without being told what that was about.

She sat on my bed but for a long time neither of us said anything.

Finally she said, "I feel so bad. I keep thinking about everything they have done to you and it makes me furious. It's my fault. Everything that happened to you is my fault. If I had done the right thing that afternoon none of this would have happened. Oh god, Carin! I don't know if I can live with that!"

I sat up and put my arms around her. I just held her for a few minutes. Then I said, "I was mad at you at first. I think I was madder at you than I was at Cody. After all of those years of telling us to do the right thing even if it hurt, you went and pulled that stupid stunt. But I understood. I know you panicked. I was just mad at everyone. I don't blame you now. It isn't your fault that your boss and his son are evil creeps. But mom ... I'd appreciate it if the next time you run over somebody you'd stick around. You know. Leave a note on his forehead or something."

Suddenly we were both laughing again. She finally turned me loose and stood up. She said, "Thanks. I needed that."

She started to leave but she stopped and sniffed. I saw her expression change and she said, "I gather your loving brother has been in?"

I shook my head and said, "Yeah. And he made me suck him off when I went up to get him for dinner. But altogether it took less than five minutes. The kid really has a problem."

She leaned down and kissed me and said, "I love you. Goodnight."

I said goodnight. After she left I felt more relaxed. I finally got to sleep.

I noticed a lot less tension the next morning. I didn't have to hide anything from my parents. My stupid brother apparently slept through my shower. I dressed in the revealing blouse and skirt that I was forced to wear. I stuffed a bra into my purse. Then I went down to breakfast.

My poor father still had a hard time finding a safe place to focus his eyes. I still felt self conscious about exposing them to him like this. But since it was highly likely he was going to see a lot more than this before it was all over, why not break him in gradually. At least there seemed to be a light at the end of the tunnel. Our lives were not as hopeless as they had seemed to me at this time yesterday.

We enjoyed a little quiet conversation at the breakfast table for the first time in a long time. That ended when Andy came down. I waited for him to get his breakfast and sit down before I went back up and brushed my teeth. When I came back down they were still sitting there in total silence and it was obvious that Andy was uncomfortably aware that he was the reason for it. I went around and kissed my parents goodbye for the first time in a week. Then I headed for school.

I followed my normal morning routine. I picked up my books from my locker. I went to the restroom and put a bra on under my blouse. Then I went to homeroom to see what new indignities awaited me there.

The crowd that gathered around Cody had grown every day. Today, in addition to all the boys that were normally in our homeroom, there were boys from the other sophomore homeroom who had been hearing about the morning shows that Cody was staging. This morning there were also a couple more girls who had come in to watch. Erin's friend Dani was there and Carol, who was in the other homeroom. Carol was new in school this year and I didn't know her very well.

One change was immediately obvious when I walked into the room. Instead of being forced to take boys to the audio/visual room and let them have sex with her, Lisa was bent over a student desk with her skirt up over her back and a bunch of boys gathered around watching in rapt silence while Donny fucked her from behind.

I understood the boys and their pack mentality. Or at least I was beginning to. I still had trouble understanding Erin and her friends and how they could find our constant torment so entertaining.

Cody watched me drop my books on my desk and make my way through the boys to report to him for my morning inspection. It had become a cursory thing. I dressed the way that I had to dress. I had planned to buy more revealing skirts and blouses and some lacy bras this weekend. But in light of the fact that this nightmare was almost over I thought that I might just put that shopping trip off and see what happened.

When I came to a stop in front of Cody he ordered me to lift my skirt up to my waist. He ran his hand up between my thighs and said, "I had a good time fucking your mom yesterday, Carin. She is really hot. And it really turned me on when you two were eating the cum out of each other's cunts. I invited a bunch of the guys over to my place this Sunday to meet your mother. They are really looking forward to it."

"And on Wednesday I'm going to let you star in another movie. This time your mother can join you. My friends say your movie with the Clarke twins is the hottest selling movie they ever made."

I could only stand there in front of all of those people that I had thought were my friends and let him humiliate me. His fingers were probing my pussy now. But we could feel the impatience in the air as the boys waited to find if anyone was going to be given the opportunity to fuck me before class started."

There was some disappointment when he said, "If anyone wants a blowjob you can borrow my cunt. But I need to keep her pussy clean. I have plans for it later."

I ended up sucking off Reid and Kerry before kids started coming in and taking their seats. I also had to lick and suck Lisa's pussy clean when they finished raping her.

I spent my lunch hour with Deter in his storeroom office in the basement. He noticed a change in my mood. I hadn't planned to tell him the good news until it was more than just a dream. But I was so excited that I had to share it with someone. I threw my arms around his neck and told him that my nightmare might be nearly at an end. I told him, without going into any of the details, that my parents were working on something that could put an end to Cody's control over me.

He seemed genuinely excited for me. But he was sad too. He enjoyed our lunch hours together. I kissed his cheek and said, "Deter! I will still come to visit you at lunch time. And we are going to keep having sex, too!"

He tried to be firm and insist that the sex had come to an end. I smiled and reached down and squeezed his cock. It was nearly hard and I said, "I don't think you really mean that! And even if you do, you can't win. I love you for being so nice to me. I could not have gotten through this without you. You are a sweet man and I like being nice to you. So don't give me anymore of your shit!"

I tried to give him a taste of my gratitude. Just a nice little blowjob to get him through the day. He gently but firmly pushed me away and forced me down into my chair. He got us both a Coke and today he brought a sandwich for me. I told him that I didn't want his food but he insisted that he had made it for me. It was the first time I had eaten lunch since last Saturday. The sandwich was delicious. But I was touched that he thought of me.

We talked a little about his past. He told me something of what it was like to live behind the iron curtain. It must have been horrible. Especially after they murdered his wife.

Before I left for my English Literature class I said, "It isn't right that such terrible things happen to such nice people."

He gave me a hug before I left and said, "No it isn't. And I have to tell you, I have a lot of respect for you. I have always thought that American youth were soft and spoiled. But you have displayed a lot of strength, a lot of courage. I am very proud that you are my friend."

I kissed him and said, "That's sweet! Thank you. I'll pay you back for being so nice on Monday."

He rolled his eyes and shook his head. He said, "You are going to have to learn to control yourself, young lady!" He turned me towards the door and swatted my backside and pushed me toward the door.

I didn't finish my homework in study hall. I had to take my history book with me when I left. I dropped everything else off at my locker and started for the restroom to remove my bra.

Cody caught up with me and when he saw where I was going he said, "Never mind that now. Let's go."

I followed him out to his car. He had his arm around my shoulder as we walked, his hand openly groping my breast. It got a lot of attention. But I just kept my eyes on the ground and tried to ignore it.

We got in and he began the frustrating crawl out of the parking lot. He amused himself by ordering me to strip. By the time we were passing the area where the school buses line up I was naked. But since I was on the opposite side of the car this time the kids, who had learned to watch for this car by now, could see very little. I suppose they could see into my lap. But all they saw was Cody's hand playing with my pussy.

I expected Cody to drive to somewhere in town where I would be raped by a few kids or even a few adults. I was surprised when he drove through town and got on the Interstate. But he still wouldn't tell me where we were going.

As soon as he got on the highway and set the cruise control he lifted his armrest and pushed his seat back a little farther. He ordered me to get down on the floor between the seats and suck his cock, but not to make him cum.

I spent the next hour and a half like that. Once in a while we would pass some trucks and he would make me sit up and show my tits to the drivers or stick my ass close to the open window so they could get a good look at it as we drove past. But most of the time I rode with my head in his lap. I had no idea where we were when we pulled up in front of a seedy old shop. Not until after he made me finish him off. I swallowed a huge load of cum and he finally let me sit up. I saw the faded sign over the door that said, "Monroe Auto Body" and it clicked. This was where dad had taken mom's car to get it fixed!

Cody saw the recognition in my face and said, "Part of the price I had to pay for the parts was you. Get out."

I reached for my clothes but he shook his head and said, "Leave them."

He reached into the glove compartment and took out his movie camera. Then he got out and waited impatiently for me. I got out and took a few deep breaths to calm my nerves. I just kept telling myself, "It's almost over. What's one more dirty old man? I can do this."

But it wasn't one more dirty old man. It was a dirty old man and his two dirty old employees. Cody ordered me to follow him and we entered the dark, dirty shop. It was almost five and the men were expecting us. I could tell. They had placed a dirty mattress in a place that they had cleared out in the middle of the shop.

They came over and examined me. The excitement they felt at having me to play with was obvious. Two of the men were in their fifties. The third was in his twenties. They had all been working hard all day and I knew I was going to have a problem with that. They were hot and sweaty. I only hoped that they had showered recently.

Cody shook hands with the oldest of the three men. Cody said, "Here she is, men. She'll do anything you want. You can even fuck her ass if you want. But you'll have to grease her up good first. She has only done it a few times and she isn't really broken in yet."

The owner turned and looked me over. In a voice that made it clear he didn't believe his good fortune he said under his breath, "Sweet sixteen! You are one hot little bitch!"

I expected the men to be all over me as soon as Cody turned me over to them. But they had other plans. Two of them went over to a nearby bench and picked up their own cameras. They came back and began ordering me into poses while they took pictures. The first few poses were just pictures of my naked body. But soon they began to devolve, to become more humiliating. I was forced to cup my breasts and offer them to the cameras. I turned around and bent over. I spread my legs and then I held the cheeks of my ass apart for them. They ordered me onto the nasty old mattress and I posed on my back. I was ordered to spread my legs wide and hold my pussy open. They made me play with myself. They took picture after picture and Cody was standing back recording the entire ordeal.

Before they put the cameras up and the rapes started for real, I was forced to pose with all three of them. They groped my body and pulled their cocks out and posed with my lips around them. There was a strong aroma from a day of hard work in a hot shop. But all three of them had apparently bathed recently. It would be bearable.

While I was posing with the youngest of the three men, the oldest, the owner of the shop, had stood back and was slowly undressing while he watched. As soon as he was naked he said, "Okay boys. Get out of the way. I got to get me some of that!"

The two men who were still exploring my body and recording it with their camera stepped back reluctantly. The old guy who owned the shop ordered me back down on my back on the dirty mattress. He stood between my legs for moment and stared down at my naked body for a moment. He was the creepiest of all the guys that Cody had forced me to have sex with, at least so far. He needed a shave and he was overweight. His big belly was stark white. I doubt if it had ever been uncovered in the sunlight. It hung down over his hard cock and made him look like a cartoon parody of a dirty old man.

I was relieved to see that his cock was just average. All three men had average sized cocks. Since it was probable that at least one and quite likely all of them would fuck my ass before the night was over I was glad for that small favor.

He dropped to his knees between my legs and his hands came to rest on my thighs. I was beginning to wish that he would just get it over with. Not that I was looking forward to it. Quite the opposite. But I wanted them to go ahead and do what they were going to do and get it over with. I just wanted to go home.

He pushed a large, rough finger into my pussy. I had begun to lubricate from the groping and posing. When he found that I was moist he leaned forward with a grin on his face and said in an accusing voice, "So little lady, that hot little pussy of yours is drooling for some cock! You want it, don't you, bitch?"

I had to bite my tongue to keep from saying what I was thinking. There was no sense antagonizing these guys and making it worse.

He seemed to take my silence as an admission that I wanted to fuck his nasty old ass! He grinned and said, "You're gonna get all the cock you can handle tonight. Now why don't you reach down there and grab a handful of that thing and guide me in for a landing?"

He seemed to think he was so fucking witty. I reached down and guided his cock into me and while he began fucking me, well, it was more like he was slamming his fat stomach into me, I stared up into the dark dirty rafters of the old shop and thought, "Surely these three old hicks aren't going to last all night! We should be able to leave here in an hour!"

What I didn't realize was that the old bastard had invited half the mechanics and every wrecker driver in the small town to come by after work. I guess I was being used to drum up new business.

Every once in a while that evening, they would get me up on my hands and knees and take me two at a time. But most of the night they took me one at a time in the missionary position. The crowd of dirty old men just seemed to keep growing. Every time I looked around there were more of them.

Cody showed them the trick he had taught me. After every three or four fucks I was forced to curl my legs up over my head and eat my pussy clean. It was getting easier. I didn't need help to get my face down there anymore. But it always hurt when I did it. And it never stopped being disgusting.

Some of the men were pretty rough. But most of them were just average guys eager to take advantage of a teenage girl when the opportunity presented itself. My pussy got numb after a while. There were so many of them and they were so impatient that I didn't have to clean their nasty cocks after they fucked me. As soon as one man got off of me another jumped on.

I would have thought that the sameness would have bored Cody. But he kept circling around recording the action until the last hard cock was satisfied. The party lasted until almost four in the morning. Several times I almost fell asleep on the mattress in the middle of being raped. The guys didn't take kindly to that little snub and a hard bite on my nipple usually encouraged me to keep my eyes open and pay attention.

I have no idea how man dirty old men fucked me that night. It went on for nearly eleven hours and there was always at least one man raping me during that entire time.

Fortunately, only a few of them raped my ass. Most of them seemed to think that was a faggoty thing to do. I did some estimating but I realized that I didn't want to know how many there were so I stopped and let my mind wander.

When it finally ended I was allowed to go to the filthy bathroom and clean up a little. I wasn't too messy. Once they had seen how amusing it was to watch me lick myself clean they made me do it frequently. But I guess that Cody didn't want me messing up his car.

We left the garage and Cody drove a couple of blocks to the motel where my father had spent the night when he brought mom's car to be repaired.

Cody went into the office alone. He came out after a few minutes and dragged me into the office. I was half asleep but they managed to coax another blowjob out of me. I ended up on my knees sucking off one more dirty old man. Apparently Cody had arranged to trade my services for a copy of the card my father had signed when he checked in. I was almost tempted to tell him that in a few days it would be worthless to him. But that would have been stupid. Besides, it was no skin off his ass. I was the one on my knees blowing yet one more strange man.

We went to a room after I blew the clerk. By the time I got out of the shower Cody was sound asleep. I crawled into the other bed and fell asleep instantly.

I woke up the next afternoon when Cody shook me. It was almost one o'clock. He made me suck his cock and then we went to a nearby diner for something to eat.

After a small meal, I wasn't really hungry, we headed for home. I was forced to undress and ride naked again. I spent more time flashing truckers on the way home. To add insult to injury, Cody pulled into a rest area on the way home and parked between a couple of big trucks in the truck area. It was a large rest area with lots of trees and we were separated from the car parking area. Several truckers that I had flashed saw us pull in and pulled in after us. I guess Cody knew what was going to happen. That is the only explanation for the grin on his face.

Before long there was a big fat trucker leaning into the car on each side, staring at my naked body and talking with Cody. I ended up standing in the open door and bent over my seat, getting pounded by half a dozen of them while Cody filmed my reaction. He let them have me for about an hour before he told them that he had to get going. I used a handful of tissue to clean my crotch and I sat on my skirt and blouse for the rest of the trip to Cody's house.

I was disappointed when he didn't drop me off at home. I was exhausted and I wanted to go home and shower and go to bed. But he had other plans for me. I took a shower and then he ordered me to play in the pool until his father got home.

I ended up spending half an hour satisfying his father on one of the cushions. Then he let me go out to his car, put my cum stained clothes on, grab my purse and my history textbook and slowly walk home, totally exhausted.

I walked in the house and mom rushed over to make sure I was okay. I told her that I was fine. I just needed to take a shower and lie down for a while. She went upstairs with me and even prepared a bubble bath for me. She remained in the room while I took a shower.

I asked her if I had missed anything. She didn't even have to say it. I saw it in her eyes. I finally got her to tell me about it.

Mr. Edwards had come over after work yesterday. He had fucked mom in the living room in front of dad and Andy. Then he had encouraged Andy to take a turn. Mom sounded thoroughly disgusted when she said that it hadn't required a lot of encouragement.

Andy had been pretty brave while Mr. Edwards was here. But as soon as he left, Andy had retreated to his room and mom had not seen him since.

She didn't say anything. But it was obvious that she was beginning to dislike her son as much as I did.

Mom kept trying to get me to talk about what happened to me. I didn't want to add to her already substantial guilt. Finally I said, "I had to go entertain some old farts in a garage. But it was no big deal. Nobody got hurt."

She looked at me curiously for a moment and then she asked, "What garage?"

I sighed and said, "A body shop in Monroe. Don't worry about it. It was no big deal, honest!"

But she knew what it was about and she started crying again. She covered her face in shame and whispered through her tears, "I'll never be able to make this up to you. I've ruined your childhood!"

I felt sorrier for her than I did for myself at that moment. And that is saying something. I said, "Mom, I told you. This isn't your fault. You made a mistake. But it isn't your fault that a blackmailing little pervert witnessed it. I recommend that you save your tears until this is over. We are going to need to be there for each other until you get your deal from the DA."

She pulled herself together finally. She nodded her head and said, "I know. Sorry. But no matter what you say, the things that have happened to you are my fault and my conscience is killing me."

I chuckled and said, "If I ever get a boyfriend you can make it up to me by looking the other way a lot."

She smiled and said, "You have yourself a deal."

We sat in silence for a few minutes while I washed. Then she came over and sat on the edge of the tub. She started washing my back and after a moment or two she said, "You were right about your brother. The little bastard had an orgasm almost before he had his little dick all the way in!"

That cracked us both up. After a good laugh we both felt better. I finally stood up and rinsed off. I dried off and mom took me across the hall to put me to bed. She asked me if I wanted to get up to eat supper. I nodded and she kissed me and left.

I woke up at six. Dad was shaking my shoulder. He was blushing like crazy. I was naked and my tits were exposed. I saw how uncomfortable he was. I smiled and said, "Oh dad! Get over it! They're just tits! Besides, I imagine you are going to be seeing a lot of those puppies before this is all over. And mom told me what perverts you guys were before I was born. Stop acting like an old fuddy-duddy!"

Dad smiled and said, "I like tits as much as the next guy, Carin. But you are my daughter and some lines a father doesn't cross. One of those lines is that a man's daughter's tits are off limits. Now get your lazy ass out of bed. Dinner is ready."

I got up and put on a miniskirt and a crop top. My two sheer blouses were both dirty. I saw movement across the way. I looked up and saw one of the twins watching me dress.

I ignored him and went downstairs to eat. Andy was already at the table. He still looked uncomfortable. Maybe more so now that he had raped his mother. I guess he at least had the good grace to realize he was a shit for doing it. To be honest though, he didn't look like he felt guilty. He just felt outnumbered.

After supper I went to my room after I cleaned up the kitchen. I had some history homework and I didn't think I would get the time to do it tomorrow. As soon as I got to my room I undressed. I did it without thinking. I didn't remember that Cody had ordered me to be naked in my bedroom until after I undressed. I just did it to get comfortable.

I sat at my desk, conscious of the twins next door watching through my window. I checked my email. It was the normal bullshit. I deleted the spam. I went through the obscene emails from the kids at school. I checked out the pictures that Cody sent me. I noticed that copies of the emails with the pictures that Cody sent me were now being sent to my brother and every boy in the sophomore class. Erin, Dani and Lisa got copies too.

Cody's final email of the evening told me to be at his house tomorrow with my entire family. He gave me the time and told me what my mother and I were to wear.

I printed off the instructions for mom and then I started reading my history. I only read two pages before my door opened and Andy came in. I looked up and I didn't try to hide my contempt for him. I asked him, "How do you like being a motherfucker?"

He grinned. It was obvious how he felt. He was proud of it! The little bastard!

He left my door open and crossed to my desk. He reached out and squeezed my left tit and said, "I just finished looking at those pictures from last night. It looked like you had quite a party! Sorry I missed it."

Then he pulled his zipper down and pulled my head down to his hard cock. Two minutes later it was all over. He put his cock away, apparently proud of himself for another upstanding performance. He seemed to think that two minutes was a standard fuck. The idiot!

He turned and left my room and I wiped my mouth off and went back to my reading.

Even with the nap I had taken this afternoon I was still exhausted. After I read the history assignment I put my robe on and took the email from Cody downstairs and gave it to mom. We said goodnight and I went to bed.

I awoke at a little before eight the next morning, refreshed and ready for another hard day of rape and humiliation. I had just enough time to wash some clothes to wear to the Edward's house and eat a small breakfast.

Andy wasn't around. Mom said that he had left early. Apparently, Cody had invited him to come over early. He thought that Cody liked him. He didn't realize that they were just using him to humiliate the rest of the family. Or he didn't care. I'm not sure which.

Dad and mom and I got in the car and drove over to the Edward's house when it was time. We had been ordered to get there early to prepare for the party. Lisa was there too. She had arrived just before we got there. She was naked and sitting in Andy's lap getting groped. I was tempted to tell her that it wouldn't be bad. When Andy raped you it was over before it got started. But I had to keep reminding myself to wait until it was over to start putting the little pervert in his place.

I stood there with mom and dad while Mr. Edwards gave us our instructions. There wasn't much to it. Basically, we were to do anything and everything that was required of us for the rest of the day. Dad was to stay out of the way and behave himself unless ordered to do otherwise.

In the arrogant manner that he and his son shared, Mr. Edwards asked dad, "Am I going to have any trouble from you today?"

Dad bit his tongue and shook his head. Mr. Edwards pointed out an out of the way chair and directed my father to sit down just watch in silence unless someone gave him something to do or asked him a question.

I hoped that they would leave dad alone. He was going to have a hard enough time watching all the kids raping me and mom today. The poor guy. All he did was try to protect my mom.

The kids started showing up not much after that. Two of the first to arrive were that bitch, Erin and her ass kissing buddy, Dani.

Mom and I started getting groped right away. The kids might normally have been more reserved around an adult female. Or at least I would have expected them to be. But Cody had made it clear why mom was here. And two days ago in homeroom he had told them all about how he and his father had raped us both the day before. Mom might be old enough to be their mother, but she was sexy and they knew that she was being forced to let them do anything that they wanted to her.

The kids started removing our clothing almost immediately. We were both only wearing skirts and blouses. So in no time at all we were naked. That was when the groping began in earnest.

I forced myself not to keep looking over at dad. A couple of times my eyes drifted over in that direction. I saw Mr. Edwards standing behind him. I had no doubt what kind of shit he was saying to torment my father as he was forced to watch the kids groping us.

It wasn't long before the sex started. Cody had spread a large blanket out on the grass and soon, Lisa, mom and I were lined up on the blanket on our hands and knees and all three of us were being raped from both ends by a steady line of kids.

It looked like every boy in the sophomore class was here. They all got naked and got in line as soon as they arrived. I was forced to eat my own pussy clean after every few rapes. But since Lisa and my mother weren't able to do that they had to eat each other clean.

The party seemed to get rougher as it continued. But after a while the constant rapes slowed down. There were even times when no one was raping us. They often sat around and ordered us into outrageous poses and made us perform perverted acts on each other for their amusement, at least until another cock got hard and had to be satisfied.

We were each forced to eat each other to orgasm several times. We ate each other's asses and since that looked like so much fun the boys lined up and made us go down the line eating the asses of every boy there. That led to several more hard cocks which required our services.

At one point there was a lull and Mr. Edwards came over and fucked Lisa from behind. He had already fucked me earlier so he was in no hurry. While he was pounding away at her sore pussy he called out, "Hey Martin! I need some inspiration. Come on over here and fuck your little girl. Maybe that will turn me on."

Dad looked like he had been slapped. He turned bright red. He didn't move for a long time. Not until Cody said, "If you don't want to fuck her, Martin, Barry has a big dog that is horny as hell. I bet we could get that dog to do it."

Dad finally got to his feet and walked across the patio. He stood at the edge of the blanket and glared at Mr. Edwards for moment. Then he slowly undressed while the boys stood around and heckled him.

His cock, once he finally uncovered it, was soft. He was not turned on and I was relieved to see that. I was glad that he wasn't like these other guys.

Mr. Edwards said, "Don't worry, Martin. Carin is an excellent cocksucker. She can get that thing hard for you."

I smiled up at dad. I held out my hand and when he took it I pulled him close. I whispered, "I love you, dad."

He looked like he was going to be ill. I leaned forward and kissed his soft cock and then took it into my mouth. For a long time nothing happened. I took my mouth away and softly said, "Remember what I told you, dad. I prefer you to the other assholes. It's okay. I want you to do it. Do it for me."

He knew I was just trying to make it easier for him, though. I could see it in his sad eyes. I took his cock back into my mouth. He may have hated what they were making him do. But he was only human. Eventually I felt his cock growing in my mouth and once it started I knew it was all over. I kept sucking and licking until he was hard. Then I sat down and pulled him down on top of me as I dropped back down onto my back.

I guided his hard cock into me and I sighed with pleasure as he entered me. By that time I was pretty much numb from all of the cock that had raped me for most of the day. But I wanted him to think I was enjoying it. It would make it easier for him.

He began to fuck me slowly, gently. His cheek was pressed up against mine and I knew that he was crying quietly while he raped me. I tried to assure him that it was okay. But he wasn't buying it. He was more traumatized by what he had to do than I was.

While dad was fucking me, Cody called Andy over and invited him to demonstrate motherfucking to my classmates. Andy laughed and dropped to his knees behind mom. I couldn't help wondering how he could not know after all the sex he had witnessed today, just how inadequate he was. But he really didn't seem to be aware of it. He fucked mom from behind for his standard two minutes. I guess that was long enough to amuse the guys. They also thought it was amusing when she turned around and sucked his slimy cock clean.

Dad had a hard time of it. But eventually he was able to reach orgasm. Or at least I think he did. If he didn't he did a good job of faking it. He got up and I sucked his cock clean. He was allowed to return to his seat then.

There was another round of rapes after that. But the guys had already started to leave. There weren't as many guys still there and not all of the ones that remained could get it up again.

By eight that evening there was only Cody and his father and my family. We were put to work cleaning up the yard. Then we were allowed to go home. Andy asked for, and received, permission from Mr. Edwards to stay over at his house. I think that he was afraid to go home with us.

We went home and sat at the kitchen table for a while. Mom and dad gulped down several strong drinks. We all tried to reassure each other that we were okay. But we all knew that it had been a hard day and we were all just a little traumatized by what we had done and what we had seen.

Cody stopped by the house in the morning to drop off Andy. The rest of the family was already dressed and ready to leave for the day. Andy went up and got ready for school. We left while he was still upstairs. No one even said a word to him.

I got some great news at lunch that day. Mom called to say that the DA was accepting the deal. They were going to his office with the lawyer this afternoon to sign all the papers We just had to get through two more days and then the papers would be signed off on by the court. Until then we were still required to keep our mouths shut. Otherwise word could get out and if what happened became public the DA would have to drop the deal and file charges.

Dad was on his way to talk to a realtor about putting our house up for sale. But the deal would not have to wait until the house was sold.

I was so excited that I jumped all over Deter. If he let me I would have raped him. He was very good at playing hard to get. I never met a man who was so hard to have sex with!

On the way out of the building after school I was stopped by Cody. He ordered me to come with him. I followed him to his car. His three sycophants were standing around the car waiting for us. I ended up back in Tim's lap with my clothes on the floor as we crawled by the school buses. They got a big kick out of that. I would like to say that I didn't care anymore. But that wouldn't be true. It was very embarrassing.

Cody drove us to his house, making a brief stop to drop Barry off. I didn't realize how close he lived. It was just a block in the opposite direction from my house.

The rest of us went to Cody's house and into his backyard. This time I was ordered to bring my clothes with me. I was forced to submit once more to Cody, Harris and Tim. Barry showed up a few minutes later and I was fucked one more time.

Then we had company. The director that had made so much money from my movie with the twins showed up, along with his three cameramen.

The director and Cody had a quiet conversation off by themselves. Then the director came over to me and said, "I gather you don't know what we are going to do here this afternoon?"

I shook my head. He smiled and said, "We are going to make another movie. This one is for the real sickos."

Just then Barry left the yard through the gate and came back in a minute with his big, black mutt. I felt the blood drain from my face and I started shaking my head. I was going to refuse to do this. This was too much.

But then I had an idea. Cody was standing there watching, listening. I turned to the director and said, "I need to talk to you, alone."

We moved over to a quiet part of the yard, away from everyone else. I asked, "Do you know what Cody is blackmailing me with?"

He nodded.

I said, "Well, this afternoon my parents signed a deal with the DA to settle the matter. It's all going away. After this afternoon, Cody loses his ability to blackmail me. But I will make a deal with you. I know how much money you make on these movies. I will agree to make this sick movie and not tell the cops all about you and your operation. All I want is one million dollars. That is just a small fraction of what you will make. If you will do that, I will let you make this movie. Otherwise I am out of here and you can take pictures of the dog fucking Cody for all I care."

I was bluffing. I had to put up with their shit for two more days. But they didn't know that. He looked at me for a minute. But he fell for the bluff. He said, "You have a deal. But for the next hour your ass belongs to me, bitch. You do everything I tell you to do and you get your money."

I smiled with more confidence than I felt and said, "It isn't that I don't trust you. But I want the check up front. You pay me and you own me for the next hour. Otherwise I am out of here."

He wasn't happy about it. But he had presold this show to a lot of perverts. He wasn't going to make as much money as he expected. But he was still going to make an obscene amount and we both knew it.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out his checkbook. He wrote me out a check for one million dollars. I knew that he could still stiff me. He could cancel the check. But I had his name and address now and I could get him in as much trouble as he could me. I thought I could count on the check clearing. I folded the check up and went over and stuffed it into the pocket of my skirt.

I stood up and turned to face him. That was when I got really scared. It was going to happen. I knew I was going to do it. The cameramen were gathered around a grassy area just off of the deck that they had selected to do the filming.

The director nodded his head in that direction and I walked over on trembling legs. One of the cameramen pointed to a spot and I stood where they wanted me. The director called out, "Okay, kid, let the mutt go."

I guess the dog had already been picking up the smell of fresh cum leaking out of me. He had been agitated for several minutes now. He was a large, black, mixed breed. He was larger than a Labrador or a Shepherd, but not by much.

He came running over to me and sniffed all around. The director came closer and watched the dog for a few minutes. I tried to reach out and calm him down. But I was probably not the best person for that. I was afraid of dogs and I smelled like sex, which is why he was so agitated.

The director quietly said, "Spread your legs, bitch. Let him lick your cunt."

I was still standing. His mouth was level with my dripping pussy. I somehow found the strength to obey and I spread my legs about shoulder width apart. The dog's tongue snaked out and with that first lick his incredibly long tongue moved between my legs while I fought to keep from screaming out loud. Then he drew his tongue back and up over my drooling slit.

He tasted the cum and he started prancing around and whining anxiously. He was scaring the hell out of me!

The men all stood around, filming and watching him lick me for a few minutes. Then the director ordered me to get down on my knees and let him lick my face.

That didn't sound so bad. Not until he ordered me to stick my tongue in the dog's mouth and return his kisses. I hadn't bargained for all of this. I thought that I would get down on my hands and knees, the dog would fuck me and then we all went home. It just then occurred to me that the director had probably sold a show of one hour to his paying customers. That was the amount of time that he had mentioned earlier. He said that I belonged to him for an hour. I was about to panic. But I reminded myself of the size of that check in my skirt pocket. I had to do this. That was our ticket out of here.

I gently grasped the excited dog by the sides of his head. He struggled briefly until I bent closer and stuck my tongue in his mouth. I gagged a few times but I had done worse things with my mouth in the last week. I kept it up for a few minutes, until the director called Barry over and told him to get is dog to lie down on his back and hold him in place.

It was a struggle. The poor dog had no idea what was going on. He just knew he wanted to get laid.

Once Barry put him on his back the director said, "Okay, bitch. Lick his cock for a couple of minutes and then suck on it until I tell you to stop."

I know I paled then. I felt like I was going to faint for a second or two. But I kept repeating in my head, "One million dollars. One million dollars."

I dropped to my knees and the cameras closed in. I leaned down and gently grasped the hairy sheath that still covered most of the dog's cock. It was not very threatening. It looked kind of nasty. But it was much smaller than the other cocks I had been forced to service. It was probably about the size of the cocks that the thirteen year old Clarke twins had used on me.

I held the shaft still and licked it a couple of times. It wasn't that bad. Hell, most of those mechanics and wrecker drivers I had been forced to suck off the other night had stunk worse, and tasted worse too!

I licked it like I would a boy's cock for a few minutes until the director said, "Suck it now."

I took the nearly two inches of pink cock that extended out past the hairy sheath that normally covered it into my mouth and sucked it gently. Shortly after that the surprises started. Once I started sucking on his cock the dog started humping his hips up to meet my lips and his cock started growing rapidly. Before very long there were nearly eight inches of fat, pink, dog cock that he was trying very hard to shove down my throat. Worse than that, a thin stream of hot liquid had begun to spray out of his cock in short spurts. I gagged a little and then I let it drain back out of my mouth.

But the director wasn't paying for that. He growled, "Swallow that shit, bitch! You don't want to hurt his feelings!"

I honestly didn't care about the dog's feelings. But I didn't want to get through this and have that bastard tear up his check. I started swallowing the liquid. It tasted like the lube that human males excreted, so it wasn't that hard. It was just the idea of what I was doing that made me want to puke.

The director watched for a few minutes longer and then he said, "Okay, bitch. Now jack him off. And you better swallow it all when he cums! If you don't the deal is off."

I knew nothing about dog sex. I was totally unprepared for what was about to happen. I wrapped my hand around his shaft and started pumping it at almost the speed of his thrusting hips. Something started slamming into my hand and I saw a huge ball forming at the base of his cock. From somewhere in the recesses of my mind it dawned on me that this was his knot. I had heard of it before. I never knew what it was though.

The knot grew to the size of an oversized golf ball, maybe a little larger. Then the dog's hips stopped jerking around and jets of hot, slimy, dog cum started filling my mouth. There was so much of it that I almost panicked. I thought for sure he was pissing in my mouth! But my dazed mind cleared and I realized he was cumming. I'm not sure that was an improvement. It tasted pretty bad either way.

I was expecting a big mouthful of cum, just like when a man came in my mouth. It wasn't like that at all. Spurt after spurt of burning hot liquid filled my mouth and I fought desperately to swallow it all. The price would be too high if I failed.

And then it was finally over. The spurts diminished and finally I was holding the dog's cock in my mouth and nothing more was coming out.

Only it wasn't over. I still owed the director a half hour of perversion.

I started to sit up when the dog finished cumming. But the director snapped, "Stay down there, bitch. You aren't done yet."

I groaned in dismay. But I knew that I had to obey.

I took the dog's slowly shrinking cock back into my mouth. I started sucking gently and the director said, "Put your pussy up by his face. Let him smell you."

I moved around and straddled the dog's head, keeping his cock in my mouth while I moved. The dog seemed nervous and acted like he wanted to get away until he got another sniff of my pussy.

His tongue came up and started licking me again and after several minutes I felt his cock begin to grow longer.

We stayed like that for several minutes until I was ordered to let the dog up and to get on my hands and knees. The dog was getting excited all over again after smelling and then licking my pussy.

He scrambled to his feet and moved behind me. His tongue shot out of his mouth and ran up between my legs so far that it covered my pubic mound when it was fully extended. Then he drew it back between my legs and up through the cleft between the cheeks of my ass.

I jumped as his tongue moved over that sensitive area of my body. I had a sudden mental picture of the perfect boy with a tongue like that and I had to bite my own tongue to keep from laughing. But the moment of levity, or was it madness, was brief.

I started growing nervous again as the dog began prancing around. There was still only a little less than two inches of his shaft exposed as the sheath that covered it was slowly drawing back and uncovering his cock again. I pictured the animal's fully erect cock in my mind. It hadn't been that bad. I had fucked bigger dicks lately. I knew I could handle it. But it was still making me sick to think that, not only was I doing it, I was doing it for a huge audience.

And as if that wasn't bad enough, Cody and his three idiot friends were watching in awe. Everyone at school would hear all about this tomorrow.

One million dollars.

The dog stopped licking and rose up on his hind legs. He lunged forward and came to rest on my back. He began humping violently, even though he was not yet anywhere near my opening. He kept humping and as he did I became aware that he was excreting that warm liquid again. I felt it splashing on my legs as he humped futilely and worked his body up over mine.

I felt the head of his cock begin to stab at my opening. He kept missing and each miss was painful. But then he found the right place and his cock shot up inside of me. I cried out. I'm not sure if I cried out from pain or disgust. But suddenly I had several inches of fat, dog cock buried inside of me.

I tried to ignore the cameras that circled me, concentrating on my face and that place where the dog's cock was plunging into me at a frantic pace. It became easier to ignore them when I began to feel something slamming into my pussy. I realized it was that big knot. When he finally forced it inside of me with a particularly violent thrust I screamed in pain. It felt much larger than I remembered it from a few minutes ago.

He didn't seem to realize that he had tied with me. He pulled it back out of me, causing me to scream again, and then he slammed it back in and became still. He clamped down on my sides with his forelegs and held on tight. He leaned down and rested his head on my shoulder and whined as he filled my pussy with dog cum. I noticed a difference right away. You can't feel it when a man cums inside of your pussy. You can tell that he is cumming. But you can't feel the cum.

You can with a dog. His cum is so hot and there is so much of it that you feel yourself filling up. It is a very strange sensation. It made me think of that day when Andy had peed on my pussy while I sat on the toilet.

I finally couldn't hold back the tears any longer. The shame was too great. I started crying quietly while the dog filled me with dog cum. It went on and on forever.

Even after he was finished cumming he stayed there on top of me with his cock buried in my abused pussy. When he was satisfied that he had impregnated his bitch he started to struggle to get free. It was very painful at first. I cried out in pain several times until his knot finally came free.

He backed away then and after sniffing at my butt he went over to a quiet corner of the yard and curled up on the grass. He started licking himself and forgot all about me. My feelings were not hurt.

The cameras each went around behind me and filmed my pussy. It felt like it was still open to the world. I felt the dog cum pouring out of me and running down both thighs. The volume of liquid was incredible.

I thought it was over now. But the director looked at his watch and said, "I guess we have time for a round of blowjobs before I let you go. I don't think anyone is going to want to stick anything in your nasty cunt."

I groaned in pain and strained to straighten back up on my hands and knees. I didn't believe that my time wasn't up. But there was no point arguing. I sucked off the director, his three cameramen, and Cody and his three friends. Then I was allowed to get up. Cody ordered me to put my clothes on and leave, just the way that I was. He didn't realize yet that his reign of terror was over.

I dressed and went out through the side gate. I was thankful that I didn't pass anyone on the sidewalk on the way home. I smelled so bad that I had to breathe through my mouth.

Mom was already home. She was all excited about signing the papers with the DA. She started to tell me all about it but then she saw the shape I was in and fell silent.

I held up my hand and said, "I'll be down shortly. I need a shower."

I took a long hot shower and brushed my teeth until my gums started to bleed. I closed my blinds and put on shorts and a t-shirt and went back downstairs. I saw the pain in mom's eyes but I smiled and said, "It's okay, mom. It's over. Before you tell me what happened today, can I have one of those drinks that you and dad have been having so many of lately? I have had a very bad day."

She made us both a drink and even though it tasted like shit I sipped it until it was gone.

Mom told me about her meeting with the DA. She had also met the boy she had run into in the parking lot and his single mom. He had admitted that he had walked out in front of her and she had admitted that she was driving too fast in the parking lot. They had talked for a few minutes and everyone felt bad about what had happened. They said that they understood that she had panicked, but they appreciated her coming forward. They were poor and they needed the help that mom had promised them with the doctor bills.

He had not been hurt as badly as they had first announced. He had a simple fracture in his leg and another in his arm. He had suffered a lot of contusions and a minor concussion. Mom promised to pay all the medical bills and they worked out what everyone thought was a reasonable amount for pain and suffering. Mom's insurance wouldn't pay because when she left the scene she committed a crime.

The plan was that we would sell our house and pay the medical costs and the amount they had agreed upon for pain and suffering. There was also a small fine and court costs. And of course the lawyer wasn't going to work for free.

Dad had estimated that they could sell the house and make enough to pay all of those expenses and get us into a rental house until they could save up enough to buy another house.

I didn't mention the check I had just stuck in my nightstand. I wasn't going to say anything until it cleared the bank.

Mom finally finished telling me about her day. She wanted to know more about what had happened to me this afternoon but I said, "Oh, you know. Just a little after school fun and games. Nothing to write home about."

Dad came home and was in a better mood than he had been in for a long time. He was relieved to see how much of me he couldn't see. He liked me in t-shirts a lot more than in sheer blouses.

I teased him about it a little. I told him that I had been a lot more comfortable with my tits hanging out. He blushed that color I had in my mind for my first car again.

We didn't see Andy all evening. He didn't even come home for supper. No one minded. I had just gone to bed when he finally came home. He came to my room and I smelled alcohol on his breath. He tried to get me to suck his cock. Instead, I got out of bed and hauled off and punched him right in the face with all of my might.

He is bigger than I am and he could have kicked my ass. But he grabbed his cheek and ran from my room in tears.

The next morning I told mom that I had something that I had to do. I needed to skip school. In ten years I had never skipped school. She had to force me to stay home when I was sick. So she knew it was important. She told me that she was going into her office to quit and offered to take me anywhere I needed to go. Instead I offered to meet her after we had both taken care of what we had to do and I would buy her lunch.

I waited until Andy went to school. I took my time and showered and dressed. I had a nice, leisurely walk to the bank where I raised a lot of eyebrows by depositing a check for a million dollars in the account I had been using to save up for a car.

The check was drawn on my bank. I asked the teller if she could make sure it was still good. She checked and smiled. That was when I really thought it was going to happen.

I met mom for lunch at a diner downtown. After we ate we were sitting there sipping on a glass of tea. I finally couldn't stand it any longer. I got the deposit slip out of my purse and slid it across the table.

She looked at me curiously and picked it up. She looked at it and I realized by the expression on her face when she handed it back that she thought it was some kind of a joke.

I smiled and said, "It isn't a joke, mom. It's real. I was going to tell you that we don't have to sell the house. But I have a better idea. Let's sell the house. Let's pay off all of those people. And let's get the hell out of Dodge. I don't want to go back to that school."

She didn't know what to say. She was in total agreement. But she couldn't comprehend the deposit slip.

She took it back and kept looking at it and then at me. finally she whispered, "Carin, what did you do?"

I knew that this was the one thing that I would have to keep from her. I knew that there was a chance that she might find out from Andy. But since no one was talking to Andy, maybe not.

I said, "Mom, I did what I had to do. I saw a chance to make everything better and I took it. I didn't get hurt and it's all over now. So don't ask and I won't lie. Now let's get the hell out of here and enjoy a day off together. Do you want to go shopping?"

She suddenly smiled and said, "Sure! Why not! Maybe we can even pick you up some nice, sheer blouses."

I paid the tab for lunch and we laughed all the way out to the car.

I had to go back to the school until we moved. But after that day I carried a can of mace and I even had the pleasure of using it a couple of times. Word got around quick enough and everyone started leaving me alone. I still had no friends. Not after what I had done, or allowed others to do. No friends but Mr. Finney, Mrs. English and dear, sweet Deter whom I still spent my lunch hours with.

We sold the house for just about what we were asking for it. They settled all of their debts and with that we were free to leave the area. Dad arranged with his employer to transfer him to an office in another state. We, the three of us, drove out west to Flagstaff and went house hunting. Within a month we closed on a house there and in November I started school there. I miss Deter something fierce. But I write to him all the time. He has promised to come out for a visit in the spring. I am so gonna suck his cock!

Andy thought that he would be able to go and live with the Edwards when we moved. He wanted to stay in town. He was shocked when they didn't want him. He still doesn't seem to understand that they only used him to humiliate my mother and me.

We would have gladly left him there. Unfortunately, Nobody in town was foolish enough take responsibility for him. So he moved with us. He is living pretty much under house arrest and going to counseling twice a week to try and make a normal person out of him. I don't hold out a lot of hope for that. He stays away from us when he is home and we like it that way just fine. There has been some talk of getting him into a military boarding school. As much as he hates that idea I think he would rather do that than stay with us.

I passed the driver's test and I'm now the proud owner of a brand new Corvette convertible that almost perfectly matches the color of my father's face when he blushes. And I never miss an opportunity to point that out to him.

Oh, I almost forgot. Before we left town I dropped by to have a talk with the DA that had been so helpful with my parents. I told him all about the Edwards and what they had done to me and were still doing to Lisa. He put a quick stop to that and I have heard that since then both Cody and Mr. Edwards have been questioned repeatedly about charges of rape, kidnapping and sexual slavery. In addition, Mr. Edwards' firm has been audited by the IRS, twice.

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