I spent almost the entire day in my room. It was obvious to me that mom really didn’t want to have to explain any of her actions to me from the day before. And as I cleaned my room and wondered about all the things that Lynn and Alison had done to me, I couldn’t really work through the turmoil I was feeling.

The milking was one thing and had seemed like just a weird thing that girls do. And even getting forced to eat them both out was somewhat of a playground mentality. But what I was having major problems with was how Alison had used me like a cheap whore and handed me over to those guys last night and then the way my mom was acting so fucking weird all day yesterday. And I was still wondering what happened to me after the girls left last night.

I heard someone in the kitchen talking to my mom and before I could figure out who it was, Alison came strutting into my room. I told her to get out and she refused. She came back that we had been friends for way too long and it was her place to keep me milked. I was really starting to hate that term. I tried to tell her that I was going to let my tits dry up, but she came over to me and said she wasn’t going to let that happen. Her hands went under my top as she pushed me against the wall. I had to admit that after thinking about sex all day, her hands groping my bare flesh felt really good. I faintly tried to push her away, but she had my top up in seconds and was nursing on me.

After a couple minutes of her slurping on me, I heard a tiny knock on my door. I pushed Alison from my tit and told her to come in. It was obviously mom and she wanted to know if we needed something to drink. I surmised that she was really checking on me to make sure I was okay with Alison being there. That pissed me off that today she was seemingly so concerned.

Alison told her that I didn’t really need my mommy right now, so she turned and left. I finally demanded to know why she suddenly started talking to my mother that way. Alison first told me that she wasn’t ready to tell me yet, but I demanded to know in almost a tearful fashion. She must have finally felt some compassion for me, but she just turned and left my room. A moment later she came back into my room with a picture from our living room mantel. It was an instant picture from when mom was about fourteen or fifteen and she had her arm around another girl. I’d always just assumed it was one of my mom’s best friends from when she was growing up. I was right, but little did I know just how right I was.

Alison asked me, “Do you know who this girl is?” and pointed to my mom.

I answered her and then was asked about the other girl. I told her mom had told me her name once, but I couldn’t remember it.

“She’s my Aunt you crazy bitch.” Her eyes were glazed.

“So, what does that have to do with you and my mother?”

“About a month ago I saw another picture really similar to this one of the same two girls in my Aunt’s house. When she told me it was your mother in the picture and I got curious about it, she wanted to know all about how I knew you and your mother. After a while she came right out and asked if Lynn and I were messing around. My mother had told her she thought we were. When I finally confessed that we had just been experimenting a little she made a deal with me. She told me that if I would come back and have a private little party with her that night that she would tell me all about it.”

I broke in and asked her to get to the point.

“Aunt Bess and I had an amazing night that night. She showed me a little of what I’ve been showing you. But the really interesting part was when she told me what she knew about your mom, and how I could have the same thing she had at one time.”

Alison knew I was totally puzzled and was relishing in that fact. When she saw I was getting pissed at waiting for a direct answer, she finally got to the point.

“Aunt Bess and one of her friends, and your mom of course, was partying in a park one night. Your mom got pretty drunk from what I hear and Aunty and her friend decided they were going to humiliate your mom. They stripped her clothes off and woke her up. She begged for her clothes back so hard that they finally agreed, if she did as they said. Your mom must have been pretty drunk, because she ate a lot of pussy that night. And the other girl had an instant camera with her and got a picture of your mom eating out my Aunt. That started a three year long stint of servitude for her.”

Okay, so now I was getting the picture. Alison had decided that I would take my mom’s place with her, as Mom had done for her Aunt. The only difference was I was coaxed into it more than blackmailed. I could see knowing that background why mom was feeling somewhat guilty, but it still didn’t explain why my mom was letting her and Lynn abuse me all day yesterday. I asked her to explain that.

“Aunt Bess told me a couple of phases that would shake your mom up. Like the punishment thing I said and taking your place. She was getting the hint in the morning. By the time I decided she should drive us to Frank’s house last night, I went back in to let her know I knew about her. I showed her the picture and told her who the other girl was. She tried to deny it at first until I told her it was my Aunt and that I had seen the other picture. She pitched a fit until I told her I knew her secret. So when I told her we needed a ride she seemed to hesitate at being told what to do. I pointed out that things could be worse and hinted that her help would be appreciated. And of course I mentioned your name in there… Next thing you know she was grabbing her keys.”

I was fuming. “You mean she knew what you guys were going to do to me last night?”

“Not really, but she probably had a pretty good idea it was going to be your initiation night. Come on, what was she going to tell you? Don’t go with them, her Aunt use to make me eat her pussy all the time.”

“So, that’s what you think your going to do to me now?”

Her look grew really smug and as she nodded her head so knowingly she said, “Pretty much, yeah.”

We didn’t say anything for a few moments and then she started laying out the facts for me. “Look, nothing has changed all that much. We’re still best friends, you just have to get use to being dominated by me now and then. I’m going to take good care of you and will never, ever say a word about you to anyone. I mean it… even if you tell me right now that you never want to see me again.”

She lifted my face by my jaw and asked, “Do you really want our friendship to end right now?”

I tried to look away, but she wouldn’t let me. I finally mustered the ability to ask her what she had planned for me. She said she would go easy with me for a while to make sure I could handle it all. That included learning to do things for her that got her really horny; like forcing me to blow those guys last night for her enjoyment. I told her I couldn’t ever do that again.

Then she said, “Sure you can. That’s what I wanted to prove to you last night. Under the right conditions and with a little friendly coaxing, you can do whatever I tell you to do. Right?”

I told her how humiliated I had felt and how now my mom knows most of what’s happening to me. I wanted to shrink away and die from the embarrassment of it all. I finally asked her how she could do all this to me if I was really her best friend. Then she told me about how she and Lynn became so close.

At first she simply suspected that Lynn was into girls, but one day she got so turned on while they were changing into bathing suits that she held her down and forced her to eat her pussy. Instead of getting mad at her, they started a weird kind of romance thing. More of a situation where they helped each other get off. She referenced her remark from yesterday again about how guys are so shy about eating pussy and that’s why she loved finding out I was so good at it.

Alison sat next to me on the bed and cuddled me into her arms. I wanted to push her away, but the best I could do was muster up a cold shoulder for her. Then she said her last words to me before my next embarrassment.

“Look, I still want you to be my best friend. I just want some added benefits with it. And come on, you know you loved eating us out yesterday, you’re just going to need time to get use to me being your girlfriend in our new way. Now come help me say goodbye to your mom and I’ll see you this afternoon for your next milking.”

I went on some kind of autopilot as she guided me to my feet and out to the kitchen. She had her arm around my shoulder and even though we were close to the same size, I felt so petite next to her now. Mom almost didn’t want to look at us.

“I’m leaving now, but I thought we should get some things out in the open. I’ve decided to make Jackie my secret little girlfriend. Isn’t that great?”

I wanted to die and even my mom was speechless at her openness.

Alison went on, “I told your daughter about the facts of life and how they sometimes get a little skewed, but you already know that for yourself. You two might want to swap stories now.” She turned and kissed me right on the mouth to say goodbye, which really embarrassed me. She headed out the door and was wearing such a smug little grin.

Mom and I both sat down at the table as if we were both on autopilot now. I finally said, “She told me all about you and Bess. So, that’s why you didn’t help me last night?”

She really didn’t want to have this talk, but we had always been close, so she decided to come clean.

“I’m not sure what she told you, but it’s probably close to the truth. I wanted to warn you yesterday before dropping you off at that house, but I really didn’t know what to say or do. And even through the day I was starting to get the feeling that she knew something about me from her comments. When I found out Bess was her Aunt, I knew I had few choices. But she promised that she wasn’t going to hurt you, so I kept my mouth shut and kept my eye out for you. As much as you may have wanted me to step in last night, I really thought it was best for you to handle it on your own. If at any time I heard you scream or start crying, I would have stopped it. But let’s face it, I saw your face in the tree house, and smelled one of the girls on you the other day. I really had no idea if you wanted me to break in on your world or not.”

I was digesting her words as fast as I could, but damn, there was a lot of information there.

“Is she blackmailing you?”

I shook my head to say no.

“So, she… found out you like girls and is using that against you?”

I responded as short as I could, “Pretty much.”

“I know the embarrassment and humiliation all so well, but it comes down to what you’re willing to put up with to keep your friends and whatever you may have with them. Do you want that to end? If you do, I’ll help you as much as I can.”

All I could do was shrug my shoulders and wipe some tears from my eyes. After several minutes of absolute silence, I asked her, “What should I do, Alison has been my best friend for four years now. I don’t want to lose the friendship, but last night was so humiliating for me. And before you ask, yes, I still like boys. Except for maybe the two I met last night.”

She immediately wanted to know if they had raped me and I shook my head no. But then I told her how I had to give them both blowjobs to appease Alison.

“I guess the question is then, was the embarrassment worth the rest of it?”

Again, all I could do was shrug my shoulders. Mom gave me a heartfelt hug and we both lurked around the house all day. About three o’clock Alison came back. Mom was obviously pissed that she just came in without knocking and seemed very cold towards her. She walked up to her and blocked her from reaching me.

“If you ever hurt my daughter… you’ll live to regret it. You hear me?”

Alison smirked at her and replied, “The last thing I would do to my girlfriend is to hurt her. But if you’re worried about that, you could always take her place. I would be willing to share my boyfriends with you.”

They stood still both posturing for me, of all things, and finally mom stood to the side. Alison grabbed my arm and walked me to my room. It was so wild as she milked my breasts for me. I was really starting to produce milk rather fast. She even got a squirt to fly across the room. After she was done, Alison, for lack of better words started to make love to me. She was feeling me up and kissing me. She kissed down my neck and nibbled on my ears. As she was making me feel like a princess in her arms, I was coming to the reality that this was all just about sex. To keep Alison as my friend, I was going to allow her to take control of my life. But she was going to have to promise me that whatever was in store for me would have to stay out of the public eye. After all, as my mom had pointed out to me about her own situation, she had a working trust with her tormentor about keeping things under the radar.

Alison told me that Lynn would be back at her house in two days for a whole week and chided me about how much I loved eating her out yesterday. She got me to admit that she was a blast to have sex with and even got me to admit that being forced to suck off the boys had been a little bit of a turn on. Knowing that I had no real choice had made it somewhat forbidden and nasty. Two major turn-ons for girls.

As we laid on my bed I also told her that I thought that maybe my mom might have done more to me last night than just untie me. Alison laughed and said, “Maybe she really still likes pussy, huh?” I denied that she would do anything like that to me and got up to put my top back on.

She told me that she would be back later and was expecting me to make mad, passionate love to her. I just let my head fall towards the floor and accepted her statement. When we got to my mom back in the kitchen, Alison made a big production out of kissing me in front of her. She told me to make sure my mom bought us a six pack of beer for tonight and left.

Right off, mom said she wouldn’t buy us any beer. My look of desperation must have changed her mind and she quickly relented as long as we drank it at the house and stayed put. She gave me a comforting hug and asked me if I was going to be okay.

I nodded my head and squeaked out, “Yeah, I think so.” And then as I thought about it I included, “You came out all right, didn’t you?”

For the rest of the afternoon I was preparing my mind to make love to my best girlfriend. I knew the beer would help, but I had no idea what evil little twist she was going to inflict upon me. It was sort of cool that things were out in the open now, because at least I didn’t have to worry so much about mom finding out what might happen to me. She even started giving me some very comforting smiles that said ‘everything’s going to be all right’.

As I putted around the house I started to remember all the things that went on the day before. I had to admit that eating pussy was just as good in real life as it had always been in my fantasies. Even having to suck off two guys had a certain appeal because my willingness was forced from me. I remembered the taste of their cum and thought about how nasty it had felt in my mouth, but it still had a nastiness that somehow appealed to me. I couldn’t take it anymore and went to take a shower.

Actually, the shower was my preferred place to masturbate. I had to frig myself so bad after hours and hours of reliving my torments from the day before. It started out very slow and I spent most of the time thinking about Lynn’s short haired pussy covering my face. I twirled my finger around my clit and pinched at it so much, and as my mind went from scene to scene I pushed back against the wall and fingered my hole as deep as I could reach. I flashed over the cocks that had been in my mouth and what it had felt like when they came. I even ventured through the several times I had been referred to as Alison’s bitch and how in a way it sounded so nasty and forbidden in itself.

But when I was about to have a mind blowing orgasm, the thing that really pushed me over the edge was wondering if my mom had really taken advantage of me while I was passed out and tied down. And then I fantasized about what it would have been like for her as I hopped off the floor and shuddered to my end result.

I almost couldn’t wait for Alison to show up anymore. I got some candles lit and selected some music. I purposely went to talk to mom about what it had been like for her and if she ever regretted to giving in to Bess’ demands. I couldn’t believe her frank honesty. She talked about all the things I had been feeling myself and how after a while, the humiliation aspect took on such an enticing role in itself. I had to agree with being able to see that. I confided in her that I never would have done that for two strange boys if not for the coercion. She told me about the trust she learned to have in Bess and how that even meant trusting her to excite her in ways she couldn’t even admit to liking.

I also noticed that mom was looking at me very differently now and I felt somewhat uneasy at that. But it brought to mind my suspicion that she may have done something to me herself the night before and I hinted at that. I thanked her for untying me and asked her if she was ashamed of seeing me tied that way.

She told me she felt so sorry again, but that I looked very beautiful and she was proud at how I was developing. I took the opportunity to mention a phrase that we often used around the house.

“I was in such a stupor, I thought I even saw you next to me a couple of times. I guess what I don’t know, can’t hurt me. Right?”

I could see she caught on to what I was trying to get across. I really didn’t have to think about whether or not she had touched me, because I wasn’t really there anyway.

Just then the front door popped open and in walked Alison. She came right over to the couch and gave me a really wet kiss. Then she turned and kissed my mom on the cheek. I was almost as flabbergasted as was my mother. But Alison explained herself.

“That was from Aunt Bess. She said to say ‘hi’ for her.”

Alison asked if I had gotten the beer she had asked for and I had forgotten all about getting it. But I felt somewhat reassured when mom pitched in that she had made a quick run to the store while I was in the shower - forever. That was almost as good as saying what she assumed I had been doing. Alison walked to the fridge and I heard her whoop a cry of delight. When she came back she said something about two six packs instead of one and had four beers in her hands.

I started to get up to go to my room, but Alison told me to stay and she sat on the other side of me squeezing me against mom. She opened a beer and told me to down it quick. She opened another for herself, then the third and handed it to my mother.

“Let’s see if we can’t get our little girl drunk, so I can get into her pants.”

My mom slowly took the beer and started to drink from it. I was coaxed into drinking mine much faster and Alison sipped at hers. I was forced to quickly down two full beers before they were even half done their first and was becoming quite giddy. That’s when Alison started talking to my mom almost as if I wasn’t there. She wanted to know if I had told her about the boys and when she said I had, if I told her about sucking down their cum like a pro. I said that was a lie and soon mom was telling me that their cum wouldn’t really hurt me as long as they didn’t sleep around. She even went on to tell me how guys pretty much expect girls to swallow for them.

Alison told her about several other details from the day before and how much I seemed to enjoy myself. My mom tried so hard to keep from saying anything. Alison added, “Like mom, like daughter, huh?”

Alison grabbed her crotch through her shorts and asked me if I was ready to take care of her. I was already half drunk and answered, “I guess.”

She led me to my room and demanded I leave the door open so if my mom wanted to walk by. She reminded me of my duties and I spent the next hour doing my best to please the hell out of her. When I was finally striving to eat her cunt to a final climax, I was between her legs as she held them spread wide for me. I heard a small noise and turned to see my mom watching from the hallway. This time she didn’t back away and I knew I had to go on. It took several minutes for me to finally get her satisfied, despite not making her cum.

Alison got off the bed and told me she was going to get me a couple of beers. While she was gone I remembered the last two beers from last night and how I had been given them in fast succession. When she came back, bare ass to the world, she had four beers and my mother’s hand. I sat up and tried to cover myself a little.

“Last night I had Lynn to help me. I’m gonna need your mom to help me tonight.”

With that she explained that she expected my mom to help force me to gulp down two more beers. It took some major coercion from her, but she soon had my mom sitting next to my head after she had pushed me onto my back again. I heard the pop of the can and she told my mom to hold my shoulders and for me to open my mouth. I managed to choke down the first beer fairly fast and mom let me go. But there was a second popping sound and mom suggested she give me a few minutes.

I remember hearing her tell mom that the faster I drank it down the faster I would be passed out for her. I wasn’t quite sure who ‘her’ applied to anymore. But I was surprised that moms’ hands instantly went back to my shoulders as Alison fed the can to me.

When the second one was finally empty, they let me sit up. I was already very woozy. I heard Alison asking if she had discovered my dark secret yet, and then shortly after if she had milked me yet. I didn’t even realize I had been out-ed as a cow now, even when two hands were milking my breasts.

Alison hunted down my scarves and started trussing my hands to the bedposts again. Mom was just watching her doing it to me. If not in a total stupid, I would have prayed for my mom to leave, but she didn’t. After I was tied securely, they both left the room. A few minutes later, I assume, mom was back by herself. She sat next to me and stroked my hair. She told me Alison had gone but that she was coming back and expected to find me still tied down.

She asked me how long I had been making milk , but I couldn’t answer her and kept drifting half unconscious. I felt her exploring my tits as if fascinated by my ability. Her hand felt so soothing. Then she asked me, “Remember earlier when you told me ’what I don’t know can’t hurt me’?” I nodded my head as best as I could.

“Is that the way you really feel about it?”

I finally found some speech and half whispered, “It’s okay mom, don’t worry about me.”

I wouldn’t find out till a couple of days later, but she took that as a willingness on my part for her to do as Alison had instructed her to do. Evidently, as soon as I was passed out, she started enjoying my body like no mom ever should. When I found out, Alison showed me a picture she had taken unbeknownst to my mom, from the hallway. My mom was eating me out and was holding my legs almost over my head to get at me. But that’s a later story.

When I woke the next morning I was in a mess of milky goo. This time I was still butt naked and still tied to the posts. My arms were aching and I realized someone was talking in the kitchen. It wasn’t a stretch to understand it was mom and Alison. Several minutes later, Alison came in to untie me. She asked how her bitch was feeling this morning and told me how my mom was indeed a very obedient little bitch herself for leaving me tied up all night. I wanted to know so bad what had happened to me after I had passed out, but was way too embarrassed to ask.

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