Holly drove away from the school with Carol sitting behind her and Penny in the passenger seat. The car windows had dried cum from the little boys that had squirted their cum while watching Penny and Carol molest her in the car.

As Holly drove to the first intersection Penny rolled down her window. There were kids walking home from school.

"Watch this, Carol," giggled Penny. "Hey kids, over here!" she waved.

Four kids walked over to the car, the light was red and Holly didn't like how this was going. She was sitting there in the driver seat with her skirt pulled up to her waist, her panties pulled down to her thigh, her white knee high stockings and her white halter top in which little Carol had reached around her left side and was squeezing her breast.

The kids crowded in Penny's window all staring at Holly.

"Hi, Miss Anderson," giggled one boy.

"Damn, what slut you are Miss Anderson," laughed another girl.

The other two girls had their hands to their mouths saying, "Oh, my God! Look at her."

"Watch this," laughed Penny. "Mom, finger yourself."

"Penny, not here, please, this so not right," stammered Holly looking out the front window as the kids giggled. "Penny, please, not here, I will do anything you want when we get home." Tears had formed in Holly's eyes.

"Mom, do it!" yelled Penny as she pressed the number one shock button on the leash. Holly let out a "Yelp" and quickly moved her left hand to her crotch and started rubbing.

Penny, Carol and the four kids started laughing as Holly pushed her index finger into her pussy. Just then a school bus pulled alongside the car and Penny reached over and honked the horn several times. Carol reached both hands around the driver's seat and grabbed both of Holly's breasts and started squeezing.

"Lean forward Miss Anderson, I want to take your bra off, it's in my way," urged the pre-teen.

"No, not here please," pleaded Holly.

"Mom, don't make me shock you again, do as Carol says."

Holly leaned forward a little bit and Carol expertly unclasped Holly's bra. Then the girl pulled the bra off her.

"That's better," giggled the girl.

When her breasts were exposed the kids and Penny started laughing.

"Look at those tits, their so small, my older sister has bigger tits than you Miss Anderson," said one of the girls.

Holly had tears in her eyes. Her breast size was a 34B. She was always very sensitive about her breasts, easily embarrassed, even as she was growing up and now here was her daughter laughing at her tits.

Carol looked around the driver's seat and laughed, "You have little girl tits Miss Anderson."

Holly had tears in her eyes as the kids pointed and laughed at her. Penny was enjoying herself, watching her mother squirm as she fingered herself and Carol mauled her tits.

Holly looked out her window and saw the bus full of elementary school kids crowded at the bus windows looking down at her. They too had their hands to their mouths and were pointing at Holly as they could clearly see the teacher fingering herself and Carol squeezing both her breasts.

The light turned green and Holly removed her hand from her crotch but Penny said, "Drive with one hand mother and finger yourself with the other," then she looked at the kids as they backed away from the car. "Show's over till next time." She laughed.

As Holly drove thru the intersection Carol was still kneading her breasts. Penny reached down and picked up her panties, lifted her ass from the seat and wiped the panties really good over her pussy then leaned over and placed the panties on her mother's head.

"Oh, God!" moaned Holly out loud, then she thought to herself, 'what a sight I must be'.

Penny reached over again and started honking the horn. People on the sidewalk and in their cars looked over at Holly as she drove by. A woman wearing something on her head with a little girl in the back seat who was reaching around the woman doing something. Holly was mortified at being shown in public like this, a respected school teacher. Her adrenaline pumped as she thought about the people who see her and know her.

As they drove past the mall Penny yelled out, "Look there's the 'Pussy Lips.'"

The Pussy Lips was the ultimate sex toy store in Cherish Valley. It had every conceivable sex toy and device on the market. The store marketed the latest trends in sexual fashions and toys. The Pussy Lips came under the mayor's office. The Mayor of Cherish Valley, Mrs Jean Moore, made daily visits to the store. Store clerks during the day were stay at home moms, as the kids were in school, and after school the moms were replaced by high school and middle school girls.

"I always wanted to go to the Pussy Lips, my mom never takes me," exclaimed Carol. "Let's go in, can we?"

"Yeah, let's go mom, turn into the mall and let's go to the store," urged Penny.

"Girls," moaned Holly, her orgasm was slowly building as she fingered herself. "That store is too mature, um, for you girls, and um, besides I heard that there is an age limit to get in." It was all she could think of to discourage the girls from wanting to go to the store.

Penny looked at her mom and then her mother's crotch and said, "Mom, don't you come yet, not until I tell you so," she said pointing her finger at her mom.

"The age limit is five years old and above Miss Anderson, I think Penny and I qualify in the age limit," Carol replied sarcastically.

Holly found herself turning into the parking lot and heading for the store. She found a parking space close to the front door. As she stopped the car she reached up to take Penny's panties from her head.

"No, mother, leave my panties on," ordered her daughter.

"But Penny, I can't be seen wearing panties on my head at the mall, what would people think, what if somebody I know sees me?" whined Holly.

Penny pressed the shock button on the leash again and her mother "Yelped".

"Mother, you're not listening to me, I said my panties stay on your head."

Holly shrugged her shoulders as Carol jumped out of the back seat and Penny got out her side. Holly pulled down her halter top and pulled down her skirt. Penny leaned back in the car, "Take your panties off, mom."

Holly pulled her panties down her legs and off her feet. She got out of the car and headed quickly for the front door of the Pussy Lips.

Several women were standing talking as they saw Holly walking to the store with what looked like pre-teen panties on her head. Holly noticed that they were whispering to each other behind their hands and pointing at her. She wanted to crawl away, to leave this embarrassing situation. She was almost at the front door when Penny and Carol stopped her.

"Mom, come over here and look at the display window," Penny said as she waved her mother over.

"Penny we must really get inside, this is embarrassing me, please," she whined.

Penny held up the leash with the shock button and waved it at her mother. Holly slowly walked over to her and Carol.

The Pussy Lips employed girls and women as 'live' models in their front display window. The models would move an arm or leg every couple of minutes, slightly changing their position.

Today's display was denim wear with two girls and three women in the window. Each and girl and woman had a different denim outfit on.

The first woman was wearing a denim vest with a short denim skirt. The vest had one button on it that fastened it just below the breasts. The effect was it enhanced the woman's bust. She was wearing 'Mary Jane' denim shoes and had hair in a pony tail.

The second woman was wearing a denim t-shirt that had "Girlie" in pink across the front with her short denim skirt and six inch denim heels. The woman's hair was in pig tails and she was sucking on a lollipop thru very red lips.

The third woman had a denim belt that was about ten inches wide and buckled in front. The display sign said the belt could be worn as a skirt with or without thong panties. She was wearing a denim t-shirt that was emblazoned across the front with the word "Pervert".

Of the two little girls, one was wearing what was described as a 'denim dominatrix outfit'. The little girl, who looked to be seven or eight years-old, had knee high denim boots that were described on the display as "Yes Mistress" boots. She had a riding crop in one hand and a pink ten inch dildo in the other. She was wearing black fishnet stockings that went under her denim skirt. The ensemble was finished off with a denim t-shirt that had "Mistress" in pink emblazoned across the front.

The second little girl had on the denim school wear outfit. She was wearing sandals with denim Capri jeans and a white blouse that had lace around the collar and sleeves. Her hair was in a pony tail tied with a pink ribbon. She had a matching denim book backpack in one hand and a vibrating vagina egg in the other. "This so cool," exclaimed Carol. "I want to be model someday" she giggled.

"Yeah, right?" replied Penny.

Holly gulped at the scene in the window. She hoped that Penny and Carol didn't get any nasty ideas.

"Ok, we can go inside now," smiled Penny as she pushed her mother towards the door.

As they walked into the store, Holly quickly looked around. Just inside the door a woman was standing with her arms behind her back, her wrists securely fastened with a pair of handcuffs. Two young girls, both with school backpacks on, stood behind the woman as they examined the handcuffs. "Are the cuffs too tight, Mommy?" asked one of the girls.

"No, dear, the cuffs are a snug fit," the mother replied looking over her shoulder at the two girls.

"That's good, now let's go find a spreader bar for your ankles," the girl said.

The sales clerk on duty walked over to Penny, Carol and Holly, "Hi, I'm Mandy, can I help you find something? Oh, hi, Miss Anderson," smiled the girl.

Mandy was in seventh grade. She was in Holly's math class last year. She was thirteen years-old, had blonde hair that came halfway down her back and blue eyes. Holly always thought that Mandy looked cute no matter what she wore.

"Um, hi Mandy," smiled Holly. "I didn't know you worked here," She wanted slink away as the former student recognized her.

"Oh, I just work here part time after school. So who are these two lovely girls," asked Mandy looking at Penny and Carol.

"This is my daughter Penny and her friend Carol," replied Holly.

'Nice to meet you girls. Nice panties on your head, Miss Anderson," smiled Mandy, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"No," replied Penny. "But I did like the display in front." Giggled the eleven year-old.

"Oh yes, the new denim fashion line, the label is called 'Sir Denim', that's the creator standing over there," Mandy pointed. "He's looking to open his business here in Cherish Valley".

The three of them looked over at a young man, probably in his twenties, standing in the center of the store. Sir Denim had his cock out of his pants, sticking through his zipper really, slowly stroking it and talking to little girls who were reaching out and touching his cock and giggling each time it jerked up and down.

Penny and Carol walked over to the guy and heard one of the girls say, "You talk funny, you have an accent."

"Well you talk funny too, you have an accent," smiled Sir Denim as he slowly stroked his ten inch cock which was dripping with pre-cum.

"Are you royalty?" asked Penny.

"What? What do you mean," asked Sir Denim.

"Well, your name is Sir. Isn't that like a royalty or something?" Penny said looking at his cock.

"No, not royalty, that is my first name," smiled the young man.

Both little girls giggled again as Sir's cock quivered with another touch. A woman walked over to the two girls, "Come girls, leave the nice man alone."

Holly noticed that woman was wearing panties, stockings, high heels and her business blazer. She was holding her skirt in her arm.

"I want to stroke his thingie," the girl pouted.

:"Well you can't, we have to go," the mother said looking at her daughters.

"Why don't you stroke his thingie, Mother, stroke it just like you do daddy's," urged the other girl.

"I don't think so, come along," urged the mother.

The girl turned to Sir Denim, "My mommy likes to stroke my daddy's penis when he is watching TV."

"Come on girls, I have to start dinner before your father gets home," the woman smiled nervously.

One of the girls reached around and slapped her mother's ass, [smack], "I said stroke it mommy," the girl said to her mother.

The mother quickly reached out with her left hand and grabbed Sir Denim's cock, moving her hand up and the length of the shaft. Sir Denim stood there with his hands on his hips as the woman stared at the ceiling with a bored look stroking his cock.

Holly and Mandy were looking at the woman stroking Sir Denim's cock. "That's Mrs Blanzy, she is the manager of the 'Pussy Juice' Kiosk stand over by the food court her young daughters like to bring her here," Smiled Mandy as she looked Holly up and down, appreciating Holly's figure, Holly didn't notice the once over from the thirteen year-old.

The Pussy Juice was a juice bar kiosk that specialized in preparing juice drinks with the cum of pre-teen girls. Drinks like 'CranCum', 'OrangeCum', 'CarrotCum'. The boys loved it and the young girls like giving their collected cum to Mrs Blanzy.

Penny and Carol moved to the displays of strap on dildo's along the wall. Several women were pondering the merchandise, wondering what kind of strap-on to purchase. There were long ones, thin ones, thick ones. The women were discussing the merits of each type of strap-on, like how thin strap-on's went deeper into the vagina than thick strap-on's which opened the vagina wide. Several five and six year-old girls were running up and down the aisle waving strap-on dildo's as swords at each other and giggling.

"Hey mom, come over here," yelled Penny as picked two different strap-on's.

Holly walked past Sir Denim and the woman who was stroking him. Sir Denim had a smile on his face as the girls urged their mother stroke harder because they wanted to see the 'white stuff' shoot out just like daddy's.

Penny walked over to Holly holding two strap-on's a pink smooth one and a flesh colored ribbed one.

"Which one do you think?" Penny said waving the two strap-on's at her.

Holly looked at the two strap-on's with Velcro straps that her daughter was waving at her. "I don't know Penny, this all moving too fast for me. I don't even know how attach one of these."

The three women standing behind Penny laughed at hearing Holly. Holly turned several shades of red.

"You don't attach these to yourself mom, you attach these to the girl who is gonna fuck you," laughed Penny as she pointed at the sign on the displays of strap-on's.

Holly was about to say something to Penny about cursing but thought better of it as Penny gave her mother a look of irritation.

'Here, Miss Anderson, I will show you how to attach a strap-on to a girl" said one of the women.

Holly looked at the woman who had spoken to her. It was Mrs Janine Herald, the high school guidance counselor. Both women knew each other from the school conferences.

"Oh, hi Janine," smiled Holly as she looked at the floor and shuffled her feet in embarrassment.

"Nice panties on your head, Holly, you new to all this?" smiled the guidance counselor.

"Yes, she is," chipped in Carol who was holding a long black ribbed strap-on and a light green strap-on.

The high school guidance counselor looked at Penny, "So what is your name, honey?"

"Penny"

"How old are you Penny?" asked Janine.

"I am eleven years-old" Penny said proudly.

"Good for you" smiled the counselor, "Now, Holly, first you kneel in front of the girl" Janine said as she took the flesh colored strap-on from Penny. "Then you pull down the girl panties, oh looks like your daughter here isn't wearing any, oh silly me, there on your head." She laughed and the other women giggled.

Holly smiled weakly as she turned red in embarrassment, she reached up and pulled off the panties and kind of tossed them to the side.

"You take this strap and pull it between her legs and take these two straps and pull them around her waist."

The high school counselor turned Penny partly around, making sure she lifted Penny's skirt up and out of the way of the straps.

"Oh my, what a lovely rear end, may I?" asked Mrs Herald.

Penny looked over her shoulder and said, "Um, sure" with a puzzled looked.

Mrs Herald leaned forward and licked both of the Penny's ass cheeks, "Yum, simply smooth and tasty."

"That tickles," giggled Penny.

"Then you attached the strap between her legs to the waist straps, like this."

When the straps were attached Penny now had a strap-on dildo waving in front of her.

"Oh, wow, that feels really good on my pussy," giggled Penny as she stroked the plastic cock.

Again Holly opened her mouth to say something about Penny using a naughty word but stopped when she saw the delight in her daughter's face as she looked at the waving strap-on.

"It should Penny, the strap-on has a little tickler where your clit is, makes you feel all good inside doesn't it?" asked Janine.

"Oh, yes, it is wonderful."

Just then the group of women heard a loud groan and looked over at Sir Denim who was shooting his 'white stuff' all over the front of Mrs Blanzy. His stuff came out in gobs that landed on her business blazer and her thighs. Mrs Blanzy's two daughters started clapping and laughing as Sir's cum squirted onto the woman's arms and between her fingers. The woman looked like she wanted to crawl away and die somewhere as she wiped the cum from her palm and fingers on her business blazer.

Janine took the strap-on off of Penny and handed it to Holly. "Now you try it."

"Yeah, mom you try it now, your first lesson," laughed Penny.

Holly gulped, she didn't really want to do this in front of everybody but she looked at the shock leash in her daughters hand and kneeled down in front of her daughter.

Penny looked down on her mother. "Come on Mother, just like what Mrs Herald did," urged Penny with excitement in her voice.

Holly took the strap-on and pulled the strap between Penny's legs and turned her slightly and lifted Penny's skirt. She reached around to pull the other two straps around her daughter's waist.

"Mom, just like what Mrs Herald did!" demanded Penny as she looked over her shoulder at her mother.

Holly looked up at her daughter, not understanding what she wanted.

"Lick my cheeks, but instead of licking I want you to kiss each cheek," smiled Penny.

The women standing behind Holly all laughed.

"Nice one, Penny," smiled Mrs Herald as she stood there with her arms crossed looking down on Holly.

Holly burned with shame as she leaned forward and planted a kiss on each of her daughters cheeks.

"Very good, mom, you may continue."

Holly thought Penny was enjoying this far too much. Holly had all three straps securely fastened on her daughter.

"Would you like to try out the strap-on?" asked Mandy as she walked up to the group.

"Oh, can I?" squealed Penny.

Holly looked up at the seventh grade store clerk not understanding.

"Our story policy is that girls can try out the merchandise before they purchase it. Penny can try out the strap-on on you Miss Anderson, see if she likes it" smiled the girl.

Sir Denim walked over to the women, his cock still hanging out of his pants. He was interested in the proceedings. He enjoyed watching girls and women having sex, that was one of the reasons for moving his Denim fashion line to Cherish Valley.

'Oh, God, no, not here," pleaded Holly.

"Shut up Miss Anderson," said Carol as she stood beside Mrs Herald. The ten year-old had two strap-on's in her hands and she pointed both of them menacingly at Holly.

Holly looked at Carol who had a mean look on her face, but Janine Herald had her arm around Carol's shoulder smiling.

"Penny, we have a store demonstration area right over here," Mandy pointed out.

The area had several cushions set up so that a woman could get on her hands and knees, but along with the cushions, there were metal handles with handcuffs attached and the same for the ankles.

As Penny walked over she asked Mandy. "What are the handcuffs for?"

"Some girls like to secure their mothers during the demonstrations, it gives a feeling of empowerment," explained Mandy.

Holly still hadn't moved from the strap-on aisle when Penny called her over. Holly still didn't move so Penny waved the leash at her. Her mother gulped, stood up, and walked over to the demonstration area. Her pussy was very wet now, wet at the thought of her daughter fucking her, an eleven year old girl, fucking her. As she walked over to her daughter she felt humiliation and a perverse thrill at being fucked by her daughter. Deep down inside her she really wanted this but outwardly, she wasn't so sure.

The crowd of women and girls followed with Sir Denim tagging along. Several of the women licked their lips at the sight of the cock hanging out and gently swinging back and forth as he walked along with them.

"Ok, mother on your hands and knees, I am anxious to try out this strap-on," urged Penny.

"Please, Penny, I will do whatever you want, but not here, not in front of everybody," pleaded her mother.

"Shut up, mother," replied Penny as she pushed her down to the cushions. Before Holly could get up Mandy had quickly fastened the handcuffs to her wrists and then moved to secure Holly's ankles.

"Ok, all set Penny, she's all yours," smiled Mandy as she stood back looking down at the sixth grade teacher on her hands and knees, her crotch exposed to her eleven year-old daughter.

"Shouldn't she be naked or something?" asked Penny.

"No, just flip her skirt up and aim the tip of the dildo at her pussy and push it in," urged the seventh grader.

"Wait a minute," said Carol as she squatted down next to Holly and pulled her halter top up over her breasts. "That's better." The youngster smiled.

The group of women and girls standing there looking at Holly on her hands and knees with her pussy exposed laughed when they saw Holly's 34B breasts.

"Oh my God, look at those titties, there so small and the nipples are sticking straight out," laughed a girl. The women were laughing and making rude comments about Holly's breasts. Tears formed in Holly's eyes as she tried to hide her shame. Her breasts had always been small and she was teased mercifully in school when she was growing up. Now it was happening again.

"Miss Anderson, with the little girl titties!" laughed Carol.

Janine Herald walked over to Penny and said, "Some mother's call this area 'the rape cushions.'"

"Why is that?" asked the lady who had stroked off Sir Denim's cock and was trying to wipe the cum from her blazer with a napkin.

"Not too many mother's or even adult women for that matter like to be fucked by a young girl with a crowd watching," smiled Janine.

"Oh," said the lady.

"So the only way a girl can properly try out a toy here is to rape their mother," continued Mrs Herald.

"Basically, Penny, a rape demonstration is meant to be quick and dirty," added the seventh grader, Mandy.

"Ok," smiled Penny. "I get to rape my mom in front of everybody"

"That's the idea," said Mrs Herald.

"Penny, please don't I beg you, not here," whined her mother.

Penny didn't listen her mother as she flipped her skirt up and looked at her mother's pussy for the first time.

"Your beautiful, mother, your pussy is all soaked," breathed Penny, "I think you like this mom, otherwise, you wouldn't be so wet."

Penny was nervous, very nervous about fucking her mother for the first time and everybody watching. She didn't want to mess up or do something stupid.

"Penny, first lesson," said the high school guidance counselor as she stood beside the eleven year-old. "It is not your mother's pussy, it is your pussy."

"Shut up, Janine, don't give her any ideas," Holly said angrily.

"You shut up mother, what do mean Mrs Herald?"

"The first time you fuck your mother, her body, her orifices, meaning her mouth, pussy, titties, and asshole are yours, you own them," explained Mrs Herald.

"Please Janine, don't give my daughter any ideas, I beg you," pleaded Holly as she struggled against the handcuffs and ankle cuffs.

Penny was smiling at Janine, taking in all the possibilities when Mandy pressed a button on the column next to the cushions. A buzzer sounded in the store and outside in the mall. Slowly a white cover began to raise up the wall revealing a glass window that looked out into the mall.

To Holly's horror, there were boys and girls, men and women, walking fast, others running to the store window. It dawned on Holly and then Penny that everybody in the mall would watch Penny as she fucked her mother for the time. Holly was speechless, she saw a couple of women she knew, not the mention some of the boys and girls.

"The other reason some women call this the rape cushions is because a rape is meant to show domination of the woman, control of the woman, raping your mother against her will in front of crowd," the high school counselor waved her hand at the growing crowd of people on the other side of the window. "The rape shows that you have domination over your mother."

Mandy, who was smiling at Holly's discomfort said, "Here at the Pussy Lips, a rape is meant as a spectator sport, people just love to watch it."

Holly looked up at the seventh grader with shame and tears on her face.

"When we put the cushions in several months ago, the Board of Elders allowed us showcase our products by having a rape demonstration area set up"

"Penny, please let's go home, you can do anything you want there," cried Holly as she realized that her fantasy of being fucked by her daughter was coming true, but she wanted it to be a private special situation, not a very public one. Holly noticed some of the girls laughing and pointing at her, she knew it was her titties they were pointing at.

One of the young girls standing by the cushions turned to Carol. "She isn't very smart is she?"

"She is a teacher, what do you expect?" smiled Carol. "Go on Penny, fuck your mother, be a motherfucker in front of the crowd," She laughed.

Sir Denim in the meantime had stepped back from the cushions and had two women on their knees licking and kissing his cock. One of the daughters of one of the women on her knees had her hands on the back of the heads of both women, gently pushing their heads onto Sir Denim's cock, the girl was giggling as she did this.

"Ok, Penny grab your mother's hips and point the tip of the strap-on at her pussy opening, that's it," smiled Mrs Herald. "When you are ready, push the strap-on right into her cunt." She said as she stepped back.

Penny took a deep breath, looked at the crowd of people on the other side of the window, grabbed her mother's hips, pointed the strap-on and pushed forward.

Holly screamed as the plastic cock rammed up her pussy. It had been a very long time since anything this big had been inside her.

"I did it," yelled Penny as she let go of her mother's hips and raised her hands above her head. Everybody in the store could hear the crowd of people clapping and cheering Penny as she pushed the strap-on into her mother.

Holly screamed again as her daughter pushed the strap-on deeper. "Please, Penny, it hurts, please don't," her mother pleaded.

The pre-teen girls, teens and a handful of mother's were starting to rub their crotches, pulling their panties down or dropping their jeans to their ankles and rub their crotches through their underwear. What looked like two mothers who had pulled their panties down under their skirts and started to pleasure themselves had their daughter's slap their hands away, both girls gave their mother's dirty looks.

The boys and men pulled their cocks from their pants as they watched the pre-teen girl fuck the woman on the cushions. A lot of people came to the mall and just hung around waiting for the buzzer to sound at the Pussy Lips. Some days it rang several times and sometimes it didn't ring for several days. A lot of times the crowd didn't know what the relationship was between the woman on her hands and knees and the young girl who was fucking her, but it didn't matter because it was all entertainment that was authorized by the Board of Elders.

"Shut up mother, this is fun," laughed Penny as she pulled the strap-on out and pushed forward again. The she slapped her mother's left cheek and pulled the strap-on out again and then pushed in again. The crowd of people went wild as Penny slapped her mother's ass cheeks. The women and girls rubbed hard and the men and boys stroked harder.

Holly screamed again. The crowd of people cheered as Holly screamed. Even though she was wet with anticipation her vagina still wasn't fully lubricated, having the piece of plastic stuff her cunt hurt her.

The little girl came over to Penny and said, "Your mother sure screams a lot, my mother doesn't scream anymore."

"It is her first time," Penny said as she pushed the strap-on in again and slapped her mother's right ass cheek, Holly screamed at the sharp sting on her ass cheek. The men and women and boys and girls were furiously masturbating themselves at the sight before them.

"A mother has to know her place, she has to learn to be quiet," replied the little girl as she put her index finger to the corner of mouth as her right hand started rubbing her crotch.

"Find something to shut her up then," Penny said between her heavy breathing and the tingling feeling between her legs. Her little clit was tingling as the strap-on felt cover gently rubbed her.

The little girl bounded off as Penny pulled out the strap-on to the tip and pushed it in again. She was laughing the whole time. Penny leaned forward and put both hands on her mother's back and pushed the strap-on deeper. "This is so cool! I'm fucking my mom for the first time."

Mandy walked up with a five foot mirror and placed it in front of Holly. "Look Miss Anderson, look at your daughter as she fucks your cunt."

Holly looked up to the mirror and saw Penny with a big smile as she rammed the strap-on in and out of her mother.

Penny looked at the mirror and saw tears in her mother's eyes, her mother was now crying as her daughter took liberties with her pussy. Holly secretly loved what her daughter was doing to her cunt, but it hurt, she knew she had to teach her daughter to properly fuck her in the future so it wouldn't hurt her so much.

Mandy looked at Penny. "So how does it feel?"

"My mom feels great," groaned Penny.

"No, silly, I don't care how your mom feels, how does the strap-on feel?" laughed Mandy.

"Oh, damn, it feels wonderful, the power of it," squealed Penny as blood rushed to her clit, extending it beyond the hood.

The little girl bounded up to the front of Holly, she had a protrusion poking out from her one piece dress which came below her knees. Mandy walked away with the mirror, she was pleased with today's customers and the crowd outside the store. She knew the Mayor would be pleased also. The women were buying things and she had a small orgy in the store.

The girl lifted her dress dress over Holly's head and let fall down to her neck. Then she scooted up closer to Holly's head, placed her hands on Holly's head and with a look of concentration moved her hips around like she was trying to poke something.

'Now, open up nasty lady," urged the girl as she wiggled her hips then she slightly moved her waist back and forth like she poking something. "That's it, open up for little Blair, come on nasty lady."

Holly was trying not to open her mouth, she could see the little six inch plastic penis the girl had on and knew what the girl was trying to do. Holly was still crying and sobbing from the fucking her daughter was giving her, trying to keep her mouth closed. Suddenly she felt her ear lobes pinched hard and she opened her mouth to scream when the little plastic penis invaded her mouth.

"There, there, works every time just like with my mommy," smiled Blair as she patted Holly on the head. She gently moved her hips back and forth, being careful not to pull the plastic penis out to far.

"What's your name?" asked Blair as she looked at Penny.

"Penny," she replied, impressed with how the youngster had handled her mother.

"My name is Blair and I am six years old, you can fuck your mommy hard now, she won't scream anymore," the six year old leaned forward, putting her stomach on top of Holly's head and wrapped her arms around Holly's neck. "Will you nasty lady?"

Holly felt the six year old on top of her head, the plastic penis firmly embedded in her mouth. She had breath through her nose and couldn't scream anymore.

Carol had moved away from the cushions when Mrs Herald, the high school counselor had waved her over.

"Hi, I'm Mrs Herald, Janine Herald, what's your name?" she asked.

"Carol."

"How old are you Carol?" smiled Mrs Herald.

"I'm ten years old," she replied wondering what this was all about.

The high school guidance counselor knelt in front of Carol. "Your cute, would you like to hang out sometime?"

"Um, sure, you mean like friends or something?"

"More like 'something,'" smiled the woman looking directly at Carol.

"Are you trying to flirt with me, Mrs Herald?" smiled Carol as she reached out and stroked the woman's face.

"Um, yes, you see I have two teenage boys at home and I don't get meet very many girls your age," Mrs Herald looked down at the floor.

"Well, I don't know, I mean, I have Miss Anderson over there."

Carol and Mrs Herald looked over at Holly, the six year old was slowly humping Holly's face under the dress and Penny was slapping her mother's ass each time she pushed the strap-on into the her pussy, laughing and giggling as her mother pushed back against the strap-on. Everybody could hear the crowd on the other side of the window cheering Penny on while rubbing and stroking themselves.

"Please, Carol? I mean I am into most anything you want to do," smiled Mrs Herald as she leaned forward on her knees and licked Carol's left thigh.

Then Penny stopped pumping the strap-on and started moaning softly as she leaned her body over her mother's back and started grinding her clit against the soft felt cover of the strap-on. Holly for her part was wiggling her waist and ass against the strap-on, trying to work it in deeper, it felt so good.

Carol returned her gaze to woman kneeling before her and stroked her hair.

"Bloody 'ell," groaned Sir Denim as he pulled his cock from the woman's mouth. They heard a groan from him as his cock squirted into the woman's open mouth, "Very good mommy, take it all," urged the woman's daughter.

Carol and Mrs Herald watched as the woman's mouth filled with the 'white stuff' pumping from the cock. As he finished, he pulled his cock from the woman's lips and put his cock on the head of the other woman who was still kneeling in front of him. He grabbed a handful of the woman's hair and wiped his cock in it leaving a white sticky mess in the woman's hair. The little girl giggled and mentioned she had never seen that before.

"Don't you swallow yet mommy," ordered the girl as she gently pushed her mother's head next to the other woman. "Kiss and swap the white stuff just like you and my teacher do," smiled the youngster. The woman with the sticky hair opened her mouth wide as the girl's mother planted a kiss and then pushed the cum into the woman's mouth with her tongue.

Little Blair had stopped her humping of Holly's face as she watched the teacher grind her cunt onto the strap-on. Both mother and daughter were on the verge of cumming.

"Come for Penny," cooed the six year old in Holly's ear. "Cum for your daughter"

"Oh, oh," came little squeaks and moans from Penny as she felt her first orgasm. She reached her arms under her mother and started pinching and grabbing her tits.

"Mmmmm gggrrrffff," moaned Holly thru the small plastic penis in her mouth. She ground her hips back onto Penny and worked her crotch muscles as she felt her orgasm.

"Oh, God," thought Holly. "Here I am in a store with my daughter fucking my cunt and a little girl humping my face, shit, this is too intense for me." Tears formed in her eyes and the orgasm over took her.

"Good Lady," smiled Little Blair as she patted Holly's head. "My mommy is just like your mommy when she cums." She said to Penny. Penny just nodded her head. She was slowly coming down from her orgasm.

Mandy had walked back to the store counter and looked down at it. Her mother was naked and was laying underneath the glass top. There wasn't much room under the glass so her arms were straight at her side. The woman had a ball gag on. The woman who had the handcuffs on when Holly and the girls entered the store put her merchandise that she was buying on the countertop.

"Hi Millie," smiled the woman, looking down at her friend under the glass countertop. Millie tried to smile thru the ball gag but couldn't so she moved her eyes back and forth at recognition of the woman standing over her.

The two girls with the woman put their hands thru two holes in the front of the counter. Both were kneading the woman's breasts and giggling.

By now, Little Blair had bounded away from Holly and was putting the little plastic penis back on the shelf. Penny had stood up, the strap-on waving back and forth in front of her.

"Oh, my, God, that was awesome, mom," Penny smiled. "My first orgasm." She said as she pulled the strap-on out of her mother's sopping cunt. Penny slapped her mother's ass cheeks again as she stood up.

The crowd of people watching from the mall starting clapping and whistling as Penny stood up, put her right foot on her mother's rear end and waved to the crowd with the strap-on waving back and forth between her legs.

Mrs Herald had stood up and walked over to Holly to unfasten the handcuffs and ankle cuffs but she was still staring at Carol.

"What do you think mother? Should we buy this strap-on?" laughed Penny as she allowed her mother to stand up and stretch her legs.

"Oh, yes, oh fuck yes," moaned Holly as she rubbed her wrists and ankles.

"Mom, no cursing, you're always telling me not to curse," admonished Penny.

"Sorry Honey, but it felt so good," Holly blushed as she stood up.

Little Blair walked up to Holly and introduced herself, "Hi, nasty lady, my name is Blair, what is your name?" she asked holding out her right hand.

Holly looked at the girl and shook her hand, "Hi Blair, I'm Miss Anderson."

"You shouldn't scream so much Miss Anderson, it is bad for a grown woman to scream when her daughter is fucking her, it can scare the other women," smiled Blair as she pointed at the group of women on the other side of the store window, the six year old girl giggled and walked away.

Holly just stood there looking at the girl as she walked away, her pussy still tingling. Penny had gone back to the strap-on display but she hadn't taken her strap-on off yet.

The high school guidance counselor was kneeling in front of Carol again, this time licking both of Carol's thighs. Carol stood there giggling. She was holding a business card in her hand.

"Call me, Carol, please, anytime," said the counselor between licks.

Mandy was ringing up the merchandise of the woman and the two girls at the counter.

She held up two pink t-shirts. One said 'Women Suck' and the other said 'Girlie Lover', "These are popular t-shirts," Mandy smiled. Then she picked up two pairs of denim dominatrix boots and scanned the price, a riding crop, a posture collar and a face dildo used for face fucking another woman, the kind that fits in the mouth and has straps that fit around the head.

"You know, there is a minimum age limit on these face dildo's? You can't use these things on girls under sixteen?" asked Mandy as she took out her clip board.

The woman replied. "Yes I know, but this is for use on my teenage daughter," the woman blushed.

Mandy handed the clip board to the woman, "Please fill out the information about your daughter losing her virginity, also, I have to ask, who took your daughter's virginity?" smiled Mandy as she scanned the price.

"I did" volunteered the girl standing next to the woman. She had her hands under the other end of glass countertop and was poking her finger into Millie's pussy.

"This is my daughter Sally, she is eight years old," blushed the woman.

"That's cool, a little sister taking the big sister's virginity?" asked Mandy.

"Yep, at Jane's sixteenth birthday party last month. I fucked my sister's cunt with all her friends watching, she was on her back with her legs over her head. Mommy would have done it but she was being a bad girl that day" smiled the youngster as she poked three fingers into Millie's pussy, who was squirming under the countertop.

"Yeah, we had to put her in the dog cage during the party, daddy said so," offered the other girl.

The woman blushed as her daughter said that. Her pussy tingled as she remembered that Jane and her friends stood around the dog cage, pulled down their panties, lifted their skirts and peed on her, laughing and giggling as they did so. She was crying as the teen girls did this, not because she was being peed on but because she had worn her favorite expensive dress, had her hair permed and had her most expensive make-up on for her daughter's birthday party. Her sixteen year old daughter had demanded that her mother dress like a whore for the birthday party. The dress was ruined, her hair was soaked with pee and the girls continued to laugh at her throughout the party.

Holly had joined Penny at the display. "You're the best mom for letting me fuck you the first time with a strap-on."

"Well don't think it will happen all the time," blushed Holly as she let the reference to 'fucking' go.

Penny turned to her mother and put her hands on her hips, the strap-on waving in front her. "I'll take your pussy whenever I want, mother, because it belongs to me now, just like what that women said over there."

Both Penny and Holly turned to see the guidance counselor still on her knees, her head bowed down and Carol rubbing her bald young pussy up and down the top of the woman's head.

"I want this strap-on mother, so buy it for me," demanded Penny.

Holly gulped and was about to say something to her daughter when Sir Denim walked up.

"Then you may want this also," said Sir Denim as he walked up to Holly and Penny. He was holding a denim skirt, his cock had deflated somewhat but was still six inches long hanging from his denim pants.

"Don't ever tuck your thingie back in?" asked Holly in disgust.

"Not where I come from."

"You talk funny," said Penny.

"You talk funny too," replied Sir Denim.

"Where are you from if you don't have to tuck yourself back in?" asked Holly.

"I come from a little island known as the United Kingdom, ever heard of it?" smiled Sir Denim.

Both Penny and Holly looked at each other and shook their heads "no".

"Doesn't surprise me," smiled Sir Denim.

"We only know about Cherish Valley, we don't bother about anything else," said Holly.

"Oh, well, then, this skirt here has a built in sleeve for the strap-on your wearing, Penny is it?" asked Sir Denim as she turned the little skirt inside out showing the hidden sleeve.

"Yes," replied Penny, she was interested in the denim skirt.

"Here try it on," urged Sir Denim. "Just slip your skirt off and slip this one on."

"Penny, don't," said Holly.

"Shut up mother, I am going to try this on," Penny gave her mother a dirty look.

Penny quickly pulled her short skirt down over the strap-on and stepped out of it. Sir Denim handed her the denim skirt and stepped back.

As Penny slipped on the denim skirt she gently tucked the strap-on into the inside sleeve and pulled the skirt up. The strap-on was hidden and not showing a bulge.

"What do you think?" asked Sir Denim.

"Wow, this is neat, the material tingles against my skin and it is so soft. Plus you can't tell that I am wearing a strap-on," smiled Penny as she did a twirl with her arms out.

Holly was impressed also, no bulge showing, the skirt was flat against her waist. Not bad.

"I want it mother, buy it for me," smiled Penny.

Holly shrugged her shoulders and nodded her head. "Let's go check out."

"Thanks Sir!" waved Penny.

"You're welcome Penny," replied Sir Denim as he gave a slight bow at the waist.

"Come on Carol, let's go," yelled Penny.

Carol had the high school counselor standing in front of her, she had her hands under the woman's t-shirt squeezing the woman's breasts and laughing. "I have to go Mrs Herald, maybe I will call you, soon."

Holly walked up to the counter and was taken aback. "Who's that?" she asked looking down at the nude woman under the countertop.

"That is my mom, Millie," replied Mandy proudly.

"Cool" giggled Penny as she saw the naked woman under the countertop. Holly wanted to look away from the woman under the counter but couldn't, the woman's eyes had a look of desire.

"You can play with her if you want, Penny, just stick your hands thru the holes there."

Penny reached threw and holes and squeezed the woman's tits. She could tell the woman wanted to squirm but couldn't because of the confined space under the countertop.

"So what did you want to purchase, Miss Anderson?" asked the seventh grader.

"Um, the strap-on that Penny is wearing under the denim skirt."

"You will have to pull the strap-on out from the skirt Miss Anderson so I can scan it, it probably still has your girlie goo on it so I don't want to touch it."

Holly blushed as she worked her hands under Penny's skirt and pulled out the strap-on, Mandy was right, it was still damp with her cunt juice. Mandy leaned over the counter and ran the bar scanner over the dildo, then scanned the skirt.

Carol by this time had her fist in Millie's pussy. Carol had a look of concentration as she worked her arm through the hole in the counter and her fist back and forth in the woman's pussy.

"You like that you nasty slut of a mother?" asked Mandy as she spit on the glass countertop right over her mother's face. "You worthless piece of cunt meat." Hissed the girl then she looked up at Holly smiling. "Thanks for coming by Miss Anderson, I know you will enjoy the toys."

Holly gulped as Mandy smiled at her. Penny looked at Mandy and said, "You're so cool Mandy, treating your mom that way."

Holly, Penny and Carol left the store. As Holly drove out of the Mall parking lot Penny took the strap-on from the denim skirt and was stroking it up and down. Carol had reached around Holly's seat and was back to playing with Holly's breasts. Every now and then Penny lean over and honk the horn and people would look over at them, Penny would yell out, "I fucked my mom for the first time today," and wave to them. Some waved back, some gave encouragement but mostly the women gave her a dirty look or looked away.

Holly wanted to slump down in the driver's seat as people looked at her as they drove by.

As Holly drove onto the driveway, both girls jumped out and said, "We're hungry mom, fix us something to eat."

Carol ran to her house which was next door to let her mom know she was eating at Penny's house tonight. Holly was exhausted, from the demonstration that morning in her classroom, to being finger fucked in her car with kids watching to being fucked by her daughter for the first time.

As she was preparing dinner both girls ran upstairs. Holly could hear giggling and laughing and running back and forth. Her curiosity got the better of her and walked upstairs.

"What the hell is going on?" Holly screamed as she saw her clothes piled and strewn in the hallway between Penny's bedroom and her master bedroom. Penny came stomping out of the master bedroom and walked up to her mother.

[SLAP]

Penny slapped the side of her mother's face. "No cursing mom, I keep telling you that! As you can plainly see I am moving into your room, which is now my room." Replied Penny as she stood in front of her mother staring her down.

The slap had stung the side of Holly's face, tears had formed in her eyes but her pussy tingled. "Penny darling, please, not this."

Carol had resumed moving Penny's neatly folded clothes from the smaller bedroom to the master bedroom while stepping all over Holly's crumpled clothes.

"Shut up mother, you whine too much," Penny said as she turned away. "Now go downstairs and finish cooking."

Holly stood there dumbfounded, today was a day of firsts. Now her eleven year-old daughter was ordering her around. Holly slumped her shoulders and walked back down the stairs. She could hear the girls laughing. Her pussy tingled which heightened her shame.

The rice with chicken was done and Holly called the girls downstairs.

Penny and Carol came bounding into the dining room, Penny had her strap-on free from its sleeve, it was waving back and forth in front of her as she sat down in the chair.

Holly came over and was going to sit down also but Penny said, "You stand mother and watch us, you eat after we do."

Penny and Carol giggled at each other as Holly stood there, her hands folded in front of her, her face red as she looked at the girls.

As Penny was eating, she asked between mouthfuls of food. "Who owns your pussy mother?"

Holly didn't respond right away, her adrenaline was pumping and her pussy was tingling again.

"Who owns your pussy mother?" asked Penny again with irritation.

"Um, you do," blushed Holly.

"That's right, and since I own your pussy I can fuck it at anytime I want," Penny emphasized the word 'fuck'. "Even if you don't want me too, is that right, mom?" Penny said as she looked up from her plate.

"Yes, that's right" Holly said staring at the floor now shuffling her feet, her stomach in knots, her pussy was leaking with wetness.

"It also means that you can't cum unless I tell you too, because that cum belongs to me, is that right mom?" Penny asked this with more of a challenge in her voice.

"Yes," Holly said softly staring at the floor, shuffling back and forth. Carol was giggling between bites of food.

"Look at me mother," ordered Penny. Carol still giggled at Holly's predicament.

Holly looked at her young daughter tears in her eyes, but her pussy was on fire now, oh how she wanted to rub herself.

"I want you to say, 'My pussy and cum belong to you', say it mom," ordered Penny.

Holly looked at her daughter. "My pussy and cum belong to you." Fuck how she wanted to masturbate herself in front of the girls.

"Good, tomorrow is Friday so we will start your training and my training this weekend, Mrs Herald gave Carol some contact information for training."

Holly nodded her head in agreement. She wondered what type of training Penny was talking about. She just wanted to fuck and humiliate herself in front of her daughter. Holly didn't think she needed training for that.

"Now, go upstairs and pick up your clothes, my small bedroom is now your bedroom."

Holly turned and walked out of the dining room. She picked up her book bag that had her lessons plans for tomorrow. She thought about a lot of things.

As she slowly walked up the stairs she increasingly can't quite cope with the idea of Penny as her Mistress because, well, she does live with the girl and is responsible for her.

Then Holly imagined herself in the sex shop window as one of the models and then the feel of Penny's strap-on deep inside her, God she needed that so much, her lithe pre-teen body and tiny thighs moving on her, looking in the mirror, seeing her preteen bottom thrusting into her, her mother.

Holly couldn't help herself, she went laundry hamper in the hallway bathroom and took Penny's panties from the basket, Holly sat on the edge of her single size bed in her new bedroom and made love to them with her lips and tongue and nose on the gusset and then in the inside of the back of her panties. Trying not to moan out loud or drawing attention of her daughter or Carol who were downstairs laughing and giggling. She had a huge orgasm much to her humiliation and shame because her daughter said that she couldn't cum without her permission.

Holly agreed that Penny now owns her body and her mind and can do anything with them. Holly feels a rush of adrenaline because this is best for her, she thinks. To be nothing, a physical object, anything her daughter wants. It will be hard to look her in the eye when she comes upstairs.

End of Part 2:

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In Part 3, how will Holly get the dog collar off her neck? Will ten year old Carol have an affair with Mrs Herald? Even though Holly wants to be humiliated and sexualized by her daughter Penny, will she continue to struggle with the idea? When will little Carol get to "Claim" Holly also by fucking her?