Chapter Six

My mom being “Not happy” at the sight of her daughter on the floor in a doggy suit wiggling what appears to be a rubber tail out of her butt, topless, with her thighs belted to her shins and a snoopy mask, is probably in the running for understatement of the year if not the decade.

She let out a steady stream of cuss words, some of which I think Savannah and Lloyd may have even not heard before, as she yanked the cord they had tied around my neck as a makeshift leash to try to get me to my feet.

Discovering the belts prevented me from standing, or perhaps thinking I refused to stand, she said “Fine, c’mon like that, I don’t give a shit!”. I had never heard my mom talk this way, it’s possible she never had. I was really worried, I wasn’t sure what she would do, but whatever it was, it was gonna be bad.

Tearing open the door to Aunt Crystal’s bedroom she shushed her sister who was still sleeping in recovering from what was apparently one heck of a hang over. “What is the meaning of THIS?” pointing at me, still crawling on my knees and mittened gloves.

Opening one eye, holding herself up by an arm in the bed, she looked at me on the floor dressed as I was, with tail and all and giggled. “Okay, I don’t know. This is a new one on me.”

Ted looked too, and all he said was “Hello!” once he saw me down there on the floor of their bedroom as if he was actually excited I was down there.

“Cool your jets, Ted. I think my older sister is a little worried, about it actually.”

“A little worried?” My mom dropped my corded leash and approached my Aunt to get very close to her face with a touch of dramatic villain thrown in “A little WORRIED?”

“Yes, okay. I guess a lot worried.” My Aunt seemed completely amused by this. “I don’t see the problem, obviously they are just fucking around. Kids will be kids”.

Even I couldn’t believe Aunt Crystal really didn’t see the problem with this, and I was the one doing it.

“I asked you this morning to put Ellen to work, cleaning and scrubbing and you have her be a dog?”

“Asked me to what?” Clearly Aunt Crystal wasn’t remembering that conversation. “I aint a morning person, you may have. I agreed to get up and discipline your daughter, did I?”

My mom’s façade of anger started to fade a little bit as she thought about that. “Not technically like that, no” she conceded. “I left here this morning, not thinking this would happen!!”

Aunt Crystal seemed to be pleasantly amused with this turn of events still, and it was difficult for my Mom to get the appropriate rise out of her. She looked down at me “Ellen honey, why are you a doggy?”

At that point, I could have told them that her daughter had made me play Doggy OR be a slave-maid for them, and how my mom put Aunt Crystal in charge, and how Aunt Crystal put Savannah in charge.

I started to realize how ridiculous that sounded, and I didn’t want to rat on them and further make myself the goody-two shoes outsiders.

I pulled up my snoopy mask with my mitten hands, almost falling over in the process. A blank stare on my face while I tried to put together a plausible half-truth that would not get anyone in trouble.

“Honey, why don’t you take that thing out of your ass, before Ted here spills his milk all over the bed.” Aunt Crystal said patiently about the tail that seemed to wiggle and bounce each time I moved.

“Oh yes, thank you!” I said relieved to finally have some kindness. I had almost forgot about what amounted to an anal raping in the form of a plastic tail that had been pushed into my asshole. I say “Almost” because maybe it was just that I was glad my mom had not mentioned it at all. It’s possible she was just too shocked to even admit what it was, but other than a few muted giggles, no one had said a word about it just now.

I reached both hands behind me, but due to the Crisco making it slipper and the woolen mittens that had the fingers duct tape together I couldn’t quite manage to get a firm grasp around it.

“Is it um, stuck up in there? sweet cheeks” my aunt asked spryly.

Shocked and horrified “No, no. it’s just slippery from the lube, Ma‘am” I put a Ma’am on there, mostly because at this point, it sure couldn’t hurt to sound apologetic. I made it release with a push from my sphincter and letting it drop to the floor. I could hear it sort of clatter, and the giggles from Lloyd and Conner rose, but my Mom I think was in so much shock, she was probably just staring at me, glaring at me. I couldn’t look up, I kept my head straight just wondering if there was any of my doo on the tail.

My mom was about to go off when Savannah playfully added “Well, it was too tight to go in without at least spitting on it. It’s just some Crisco”

All blood was draining from my face, I was completely and totally humiliated. I was ready to be punished rather than explain myself. I said as much. I couldn’t believe I hadn’t fought harder when they pushed the tail in me, and now that it was out, it was such a physical relief, but such a humiliating situation, it was almost comical. Almost.

“Now, now, no one is going to punish you, if you tell the truth, Ellen. Why were you dressed as a dog?” My Aunt asked again, despite my Mom’s mutterings of “Oh yes, she will be punished!” under her breath.

I didn’t know how to answer. “It was a game, you know like Cops or Robbers, or Cowboys and Indians?” I pouted.

“Oh yes, I know those games, I even played them when I was a little girl” my aunt seeming to have a great deal of empathy for me.

“Whose idea was it that you be a Doggy like this?”

Looking up at Savannah and Lloyd, and glancing at Conner, I lied “Well, it was my idea. I asked them to do this to me, They didn’t want too. I’d like to go ahead and get on with the punishment I richly deserve. I obviously wasn’t thinking”. I just wanted it to end. I had decided to fall on my sword for them. I was already in deep doo-doo with my mom, and there was no way around that. Saying it was their idea would only get them in as deep as me.

“So, my Daughter did not come in here this morning, say that since your mom had put you under my supervision, could you be put under HER supervision, while Ted and I slept off our cocktails?”

“Okay, yes.” she clearly knew what had happened and was toying with me.

“You’d make a terrible poker player, little girl.” Wendy fell back into bed. I wasn’t sure if she remembered or was just bluffing me into admitting it.

Crystal spoke while laying flat on her bed, looking up in the brocade mirror above her. “So Patricia, your daughter is a liar, but obviously mine put her up to it. That is what happened, what do you want to do about it?” she asked as if she could care less.

“Do?” My mom was beside herself. “I don’t know! Savannah isn’t mine, I can only decide for Ellen.”

“Okay, so let’s say I leave it up to you” my Aunt gave an exasperated sigh yawning. Ted ripped a small fart in the bed, causing a few giggles despite the seriousness of the situation, to which Crystal slapped him playfully.

“Leave it up to me, what?” My mom wasn’t sure what was being asked, and frankly neither was I. I was still reeling from how my ass felt unplugged. It was sore and raw, but there was a tremendous relief that the tail was out.

“Ten to one odds, Savannah did exactly what Ellen said. Came in here, asked if she could be put in charge while I was not paying attention. That is what I’d do if I was that age”

My mom didn’t disagree, she was still standing there arms folded looking at me. All eyes were on me, and I was still belted so that I couldn’t move.

“So, do you want to spank Savannah’s heiney the way you did Ellen’s last night?” Crystal asked bluntly.

“I wish you would!” Savannah dared, in a challenging way. Her statement more like someone who wants you to throw the first punch in a fist fight, than any kind of invitation or admission of guilt.

My mom looked at her shoes “Well about that, actually I feel kind of like that may have been done out of anger and stress, no I wouldn’t like to spank Savannah.” she said plainly.

“Okay, well the other option is that Savannah switch places and be the maid, she took advantage of her cousin. She can clean up for a day, I don’t give a shit. Would that make you happy?”

“No, that would not make me happy” My mom said seemingly confused by her options. “That would not address any of, of…this” indicating me with her hands without being able to find the words to discuss it.

“So, the two of them are maids for 24 hours, would that teach them a lesson?” Aunt Crystals tone was that of someone who was bored and tired of discussing the matter, although she seemed to be trying to be helpful.

“Naked, or fully clothed?” My mom asked.

“I don’t really care. Ted may like it, but after what he did to me last night, Some times that is a good thing to get him riled up. It’s probably going to embarrass them more, make them jump a little faster and higher, if they do it nekked, but I don’t really give a god damn.”

Savannah confronted her mom “You want me naked? That’s fine with me!” and without even a moment’s hesitation she threw her t-shirt bravely on the ground, making it clear to everyone she never had a stitch on underneath, naked and pale, her hairless lithe little body looked so much more shapely than mine. Her boobs fuller, her butt a little more shapely.

I felt like a block with two fat little titties, no curves in comparison to my Cousin who was built like a sports car, compared to my Sedan.

“Savannah, I am not in the mood for one of your tantrums. You’ll be the maid, and you’ll wear whatever your Aunt wants you to wear, you hear?”

“Nope! I’ll pick up, I clean up, I’ll even do what Uncle Ted wants.” she let the subtle hint that he may want her to do more than pick up and clean “But I’ll do it butt naked if I want too!!”

I wanted to stop her and ask why she felt the need to insist on it. Obviously, she was trying a reverse psychology with her mom. She was demanding what she didn’t want to do.

Unfortunately, for Savannah her mom was a much older version of her own manipulative self. Rather than rise to the bait and demand her daughter dress modestly, she said “Well Patricia, I’ll leave the choice up to you. we’ll even help you run the two of them ragged the rest of the day and tomorrow. All I ask, is they both have the same punishment, so I don’t have to hear, she got this, and all I got was that.” the last bit she said in a mocking tone.

“Oh, well, I didn’t actually think that” My mom said staring at Savannah standing there boldly sticking to her bluff, arms slightly cocked almost like she would begin punching, a face that seemed resentful and intimidating.

“Ha, I didn’t think so” she bent over to put on her shirt scoffing at my mom.

“No, I think you should do it naked, as the day is long. I was just worried about what Conner and Lloyd are seeing right now.” My mom took Savannah’s reverse psychology bait.

My brother and cousin looked at my mom, mouth’s open with a “What?” on their lips. They were loving this as spectators standing back.

Savannah was already putting on her t-shirt “Pshaw, too late. I aint doing any of it” and putting the shirt over her head. She stopped before she could pull it all the way down after getting it around her neck.

“STOP!” Aunt Crystal finally losing her cool, massaging her temples. “I aint feeling well, I am tired of the argument. Naked, Yes, No, Maybe, Who gives a god damn. Savannah you are my Daughter, and I’ve let you get away with everything, this and that. My sister can’t seem to make up her mind, well I have. You will do it butt ass nekked, you will do exactly as you are told by whoever in this household, you will not complain, and if you hesitate or bitch, then you will get the business end of Tom’s paddle. Is that understood?”

Her mom waved Savannah over to the bed with a finger. When Savannah did, she probably wasn’t aware, but everyone standing next to me got a full view of her pink asshole and pussy lips as she bent at the waist.

When Savannah’s mom finished whispering to her, whatever it was, was something that changed Savannah’s tone entirely. She had bent over a strong willed, brat, but when she stood up, she wasn’t even smacking her gum any more. She took the shirt back off and started to fold it. “Okay, I am all yours, where do you want me to start?” without so much as another word of complaint.

“Actually, I just came back to change, I have to go back to Town. I didn’t expect this” My mom said overwhelmed by the sudden weirdness of the whole thing. I could feel her eyeballing me, making a mental note to ask why I was not fully shaved below the waist, when yesterday I wasn’t.

“Fine, go do what you go to do” It was Aunt Crystal’s turn to shock us. She opened the covers, revealing her tan, slightly freckled body fully nude. She had perfect globes for fake tits, and a completely shaved pussy. There was an audible gasp and a few giggles from the boys.

“Okay, you two are standing here in a room with two naked girls, and MY being naked makes you giggle?” then as casual as you please she stood up, bent over and lit a cigarette before walking to her closet to pluck a robe from inside. Seeing everyone was still stunned when she started to put it on and turn towards us “What? Yes. I sleep naked. Who doesn’t? Patricia don‘t you have some place to be? We‘ll put the girls to work, I am up now. I am up.”

“Okay, just. I don’t know if Conner should…” My mom stammered.

“Conner should what? He’s already seen their clams and coffee grinders, what other shenanigans are you worried about?”

“Well, I don’t know. I mean it’s just so bizarre. I wasn’t prepared for yesterday, but seeing Ellen today like this, with the belts strapped on and the uh, tail. Maybe I should stay home.”

“Maybe you should, I don’t give a damned, if you miss whatever you have to go too. I can go back to sleep” My Aunt said with the swagger that obviously her daughter had inherited.

“Well just keep it from being naughty, until I get home” Realizing how that sounded, she corrected “I mean, just tonight when they sleep, let them wear clothes, how is that?”. She was obviously out of her element on what to do about this, and seemed a little more reassured that Aunt Crystal had a plan of sorts.

“Sure” My Aunt agreed “Actually, Savannah go ahead and take those belts off Ellen’s legs before she gets a blood clot or something, and let her go put on something of yours for today. Ellen, honey, you go pick out anything you want of Savannah’s, you can be a maid, but I don’t want your Mom worrying about you.”

Savannah sneered at me, with an open contempt that now I was going to get special treatment.

I swallowed hard, as I was unbuckled and wobbled from the floor to a standing position. I just had the boy shorts on, my tits were still bared. I had a tough choice to make.

“Actually Ma’am, if it’s all the same to you, I would prefer the same punishment as Savannah, it’s only fair we both be treated the same.” I stepped out of the boy shorts and held them in my hand, as I took off the snoopy mask, and tried to fidget with the gloves to pull them off.

“Fine with me, Patricia, are you okay with that?” Crystal said, now preparing to walk into the kitchen to get her morning coffee even though it was probably close to 2pm.

My Mom is a Libra, the horoscope sign that is a balancer. My brother and I have always received gifts of equal value, and she has always tried to spend equal time with us. I knew her nature, and the internal conflict that this seemed like inappropriate punishment in the first place, with the idea that we’d be both punished in equal measure.

“Yes, just” she scanned my brother and Lloyd, I could tell she saw their erections under their pants. “Yes, just if it gets weird or uncomfortable, please use your best judgment. I don’t really like this” She looked at Savannah, her young body pin-up perfect and looked away “I am not going to tell your father, let’s discuss it when I get back. I hate to ask this Crystal, but I‘ve nothing nice to wear, may I put on something of yours?” My aunt told her to pick anything out she wanted and my mom began searching the closet for something that wasn’t gaudy or trashy.

While my Mom prepared herself in my Aunt’s room, Savannah and I followed Aunt Crystal and Ted into the Kitchen, accompanied by Lloyd and Conner who had been quietly stifling their laughter at this new spectacle. As I was leaving my Aunt’s room she cleared her throat “Take that with you” pointing to the tail and I quietly picked up the little anal plug that had been buried in my butt, getting a chance to look at it. I was pleasantly surprised it had none of my ‘chocolate pudding’ on it anywhere.

My mom came out wearing what I would consider “A hooker’s best Sunday outfit”. It was so out of place, the outfit seemed to say “I don’t know what professional looks like, I’ve tried my best to fake it”. It was a tight skirt, with a blouse that had a plunging neckline and 4 inch heels. It looked so wrong on my mom on many levels. Her plain jane straight-laced “Mom” haircut, and simple make up. It was if Malcolm in the Middle’s mom was going to try to dress sexy.

“Wow, you dipped your peanut in my chocolate” Ted said admiring my Mom’s new walk. The heels and skirt almost forcing her to walk in a more pronounced sashay.

My Mom returned his complement with a polite wintry smile. She scanned the room, Savannah and I were naked, but we were both washing dishes and preparing lunch. We seemed like two normal teenagers doing chores, except we were naked.

Lloyd and Conner were outside throwing the football in the yard back and forth. They weren’t staring or gawking. (Later I came to find out they were plotting and talking).

Crystal was sipping something that looked like coffee with Ted on the sofa, the two of them catching up on their mid-afternoon Jerry Springer and Maury Povich episodes.

“Okay, you seem to have it in hand” My mother seemed surprised as she said that. She turned to me almost as an afterthought and put her finger in my face “Ellen, I am SOO disappointed in you. You listen to your Aunt and do whatever they tell you. If I get home, and they let me know you were good, I will be more inclined not to punish you myself. If however, I hear you gave them a hard time”. She paused, she wasn’t sure what to say as a consequence.

Ted finished for her “She won’t sit down for a week!”

“Yes, you will get a spanking so hard, you won’t sit down for a week” satisfied with herself, she sashayed right out the door, waving goodbye to Conner and Lloyd as she got into a waiting truck of a friend.

Ted hadn’t actually been talking to my Mom. I didn’t know that at the time, but as we overheard the television it was Maury Povich‘s show. Maury Povich really only does three kind of shows:

1. People with irrational fears, like tin foil or chickens. He finds crazy people willing to subject themselves to humiliations for the entertainment of others, while they are laughed at for things that normal people would never do. I am guessing most of his guests come from places like Fuckman Acres.


2. “Who the daddy is?”, he brings on sluts from places like the Fuckman to see if they are pregnant with their boyfriends baby. People always seemed shocked about the results. I can’t understand that, if you are dating a woman so slutty you have to bring her on national TV just to find out if she was faithful, you probably should have left her long before it got that far. She is trash.

3. “Tough Love”. They bring out some teenage girls who is like “I don’t care, I do what I want!” who is so willful and out of control, they make Savannah seem very tame and placid. Then Maury brings out a drill sergeant type black guy to get in their face, ships them off to some camp that puts them through all sorts of exercises, humiliations, and drills and when they return at the end of the episode (having been gone for several months), the girl always tearfully thanks her mom for the help.

Today they were watching the Tough Love episode, and Ted was actually responding rather joyfully to how much anal sex one of the slutty teenagers had in exchange for money, weed and on one occasion a “Double cheeseburger”. I still hadn’t connected all those dots at this point though. So probably never mind I said all that.

“You idiot!” Savannah whispered through gritted teeth, as she moved a pot on the stove, clearing off something that was sitting on one of the burners.

I was confused, I asked her why she said that. “You could have worn anything, why didn’t you?” she whispered again.

“Well, you demanded to do this naked, so I’d ask the same thing of you?” trying to talk in hushed voice, but being a little too lied.

“Quiet, or I’ll shove a…gag in your mouth!” Crystal said without taking her eyes off the TV. She was resting her feet on the coffee table still taking it easy from her hangover.

Savannah didn’t listen. She just answered in a whispered hush “That was bluffing, you idjit. I didn’t actually expect them to make me. I figured it would make them so uncomfortable, there was no way she’d dare. My mom hasn’t punished me since I was little. It’s too much hassle, and I make it hell for her. Then you go and say ‘Oh please mommy, can I be nakey too‘”. She added the last part in her little girl voice to mock me.

“I did not” I whispered. “You seemed to be looking at me with scorn, and contempt so I just assumed you’d be mad if I got special treatment!”

“Scorn and contempt?” she seemed more perturbed. “Why do you use fifty cent words like that, when nickel words will do?” she was asking me rhetorically, why I used big words some times. She didn’t give me a chance to respond, she simply explained “I always look at people with scorn and contempt. If you go doing everything because of that look on my face, you’ll have a hard life”.

For the first time, not even since that time we kissed on a dare, did I get a good look into Savannah’s eyes. They were ice blue, they reminded me of a tiger for some reason. I don’t think I dared look her right in the eyes until just now. Something about us being on equal footing made me more comfortable to do so.

“God, what are you? Lezzing out for me now?” She said with disgust noticing how I was looking at her.

“No, no. I was just thinking”

“Well less thinking, little miss can’t be wrong, and a lot more scrubbing!”

Savannah called everyone to lunch, we ate last while the boys gawked at us, mostly at Savannah. They had seen me naked for about a day, so I guess I was suddenly pizza, next to Savannah’s sizzling steak.

“Mom, I can boss them around too?” Lloyd asked innocently.

“Not to suck your dick!” Aunt Crystal said bluntly.

Lloyd stopped to think for a moment. He didn’t admit that was what he was going to order, but he didn’t NOT admit it wasn’t either. Instead he said “Do sit ups, push ups, jumping jacks. Stuff like that.”

My aunt looked over at Ted who was trying to hide his delight at the idea. “Jumping jacks, huh?” she smirked. Then she said magnanimously “Not in here, I’d prefer you do it outside if it’s jumping around, but Oddjobs would probably have a heart-attack and die. So take them in your room. We’ve got all day for them to clean up, and this shit has been piling up for years, so it’s not going anywhere. It’ll be here when they get done.”

I still had the rope around my neck, and Lloyd grabbed it from behind and my Cousin by her hair and grinning “Ladies, come with me. It’s exercise time”. I had to put down my half-eaten lunch as I was walked rather forcefully into our room.

“Okay, start playing with yourselves” Lloyd said without an ounce of shame for asking that of us.

“What? I thought we had to exercise.” I asked naively of the two boys now standing in front of us, in front of our closed door.

“You want to exercise, you can work out that pussy right now, or I can tell Mom you aren’t doing right. Who she going to believe?”

Savannah folder her arms and was staring daggers at her brother. She was leaning on one foot, and reminded me of John Cougar Mellencamp from the old “Hurts So Good” video. A sort of raunchy, yet tough façade.

“You think you got me over a barrel, but just remember. This is not forever. If you make us do this, payback WILL be a bitch.”

It had worked on Conner, he was tapping Lloyd on the shoulder saying “Maybe we shouldn’t do this. I think jumping jacks would be just fine.”

“Wouldn’t you be a bitch, no matter what happens?” Lloyd said countering her logic.

“Okay, yes. But not as MUCH of one, if you let us just hide out in here, and cover for us!” she smiled sweetly.

“No, I think we want to play Master and Slaves, do a good enough job and we’ll talk about letting you take a break when you are bored.”

I wasn’t sure what game “Master and Slaves” was but it definitely did not sound good. Savannah said begrudgingly “Fine, but I get to wear a scarf around my neck, you aren’t pulling me around by my hair”

“You aren’t pulling me around by my hair, SIR” Lloyd corrected.

She took the striped scarf out of her closet, tied it around her neck so that the long end hung down around her back like mine and through gritted teeth added “Sir” and in so doing apparently just volunteered me to play the game as she had been since I got here.

“Okay Slaves, first thing is put on a show for us, we want to see you play with yourself” Lloyd and Conner were standing with arms folded.

Savannah grabbed a hair brush for herself and handed me another one from her dresser. She said meekly “Yes Sir” although it was clearly part of an act, and laid down on her mattress with her legs spread, and held the handle of the brush like a dagger about to plunge it inside of her.

I was apparently supposed to do the same, so I said “Yes Sir” and got in the same position on my own mattress. Suddenly cleaning the house seemed like a good idea.

“You may begin, slaves” the two of them stood standing there making me nervous.

I could see Savannah moving her hair brush handle around, and so I put it up to my asshole. This was where we inserted tails again.

“Wrong hole, slave Ellen” corrected my cousin Lloyd. This caused Savannah to stop what she was doing and begin laughing and looking at me.

“Oh are you an ass slut, slave Ellen?”

“Oh! Sorry Sir. I’ve never uh, well I am a virgin. I thought this went up our butts.”

“You aren’t going to pop your cherry, if you don’t put it in too far and hard, girl. God damn, I lost my cherry when I was like twelve.”

Lloyd laughed “I remember that”

“No you don’t, shut up.”

“Hey slave Savannah, is that anyway to talk to your Master?”

Savannah swallowed, apparently it wasn’t. “No sir, but we were taking a break.”

“I don’t remember calling a time out, Conner, you call a time out?” Lloyd asked my brother in a slightly mocking tone.

“Punishment! Where do you want it, the tits, ass or pussy?”

“On my ass, Sir” Savannah said flipping over, handing him the hair brush she was about to impale her tight little twat with.

I was stunned, still laying there with my own hairbrush around my ass, when Savannah was spanked on all fours by her brother. He threw the hairbrush down and was using his bare hand on her ass, as she counted out “ONE, Sir…Two SIR!!” you could sense even though she was acting submissive, the wheels were turning in her head about revenge.

Lloyd looked at me without pausing his swats. “Pick a hole, I don’t care which. It’s not time out, unless you want punishment next?”

I decided to go ahead and put it in my ass. I was not sure what would happen, and my despite all of this, my pussy was actually a little wet. I didn’t want to admit that to myself, the adrenalin and spectacle of this entire situation must be turning me on. I didn’t feel turned on, more shocked and horrified, but for my pussy, it was involuntary.

I slowely drove the blunted end of the brush handle into my already sore asshole. I asked “May I spit on it?” remembering Savannah say something about spit, and lube.

“May I spit on it SIR!” Conner corrected me. Even though they were apparently both Masters, I was directing my questions to Lloyd. Conner’s demeanor was that of more of an Assistant who was trying to be helpful to the Master.

I was waiting for confirmation from Lloyd when the door swung open.

It was my Aunt’s boyfriend Ted. “Okay, this is the jumping jacks?” He surveyed the scene. I was laying on my back, legs spread with a hair brush just touching my asshole. My cousin on all fours getting spanked.

Lloyd smiled impishly “It is, if you can be cool about it?” he said in a conspiratorial tone.

“Okay, let me go get my handcuffs.” and he shut the door, to walk back into the living room. We could hear him tell Aunt Chrystal loudly “No they are just counting out sit-ups and stuff, it’s totally innocent”

I almost felt good. Like “Wow, we just got away with something” When I realized, what we just got away with, was inviting Ted back into the room so that he too could watch me play with my ass and my cousin be spanked.

When he got back, both Savannah and I were on our backs, Savannah’s brush artfully being stroked in and out of her pussy while she breathed heavy, her chest rising and falling with orgasmic vim and vigor. Me, more looking stupid, as I wiggled the brush around in my butt hole.

Ted opened our door again, this time he said for Aunt Crystal’s benefit “I WILL JUST STAY IN HERE AND MAKE SURE THERE IS NO HANKY PANKY!” and pulling from out of his shorts two pairs of handcuffs, and two red rubber ball gags. The rubber balls looked like dog toys with leather straps coming out of them.

“Ted, you kink meister!” Lloyd said showing a new found respect for his Mom’s boyfriends and offering him “up top” high five.

“Hey well you know.“ he said trying to pretend to be modest but loving the complement. “Your Mom is a bit of a kink meister, so I gotta keep up with that, so that makes me one too”. It was like I thought about Ted, he wanted to be a cop, and it stood to reason he’d own handcuffs and crave control.

Savannah was the first to be gagged. She was about to say something snaky, most likely “Don’t gag me with something that has been in my Mom’s mouth! That’s gross!” but it came out “MRMRMRMRM!!!” as Ted leaned over her and attached the gag, before flipping her over and handcuffing her, so that her hands were behind her back and able to reach the brush in her pussy, but she was bound up.

As Ted did it to me, I could distinctly taste the smell of vodka or some strong liquor and cigarettes on the red rubber ball. My hands were uncomfortably handcuffed behind my back, and the hair brush even pushed in a little farther by Ted.

Savannah was playing slave, but her eyes read more like she was playing Taurus the Bull. They seemed angry, but laying on her back, helpless and gagged, it only seemed to amuse the guys more.

After what felt like a full hour, but was more like twenty minutes they had sat down and seemed to be getting bored watching our little show.

“What’s next Uncle Ted?” Lloyd asked like a child who was at Disneyworld.

“Oh it’s Uncle Ted now? If we keep at it, it’s going to be Dad before the end of the day”.

“Well, it’s just most guys don’t stick around long enough, seems wrong to call them Dad.” Lloyd offered as a consolation.

“Yah, no I get that. You guys are a trip, I don’t plan on going anywhere, though. Especially now that I know your sister and cousin are such good sports about their punishment” he reached out and with his left hand grabbed my boob and gave it a twist with his thumb and forefinger, while doing the same with his other to Savannah.

“Well, I don’t know about you guys, but I can’t sit here and watch this.” He said which seemed surprising to everyone including me. “Without releasing some bull gravy, if you know what I mean.” he corrected causing me to inhale sharply over the gag. “I gotta drain the bull, it’s too much of a tease just watching this.”

The gag was causing me to drool all up and down my chest, it was uncontrollable.

“Yah, whip it out.” Lloyd dared him.

“I’d just feel a little like a scout master, pulling my dick out in front of you two” Ted felt ashamed of them seeing his dick? But he didn’t seem to have a problem at all with the two naked girls writing around in handcuffs and gags masturbating for him?

“No, it’s no biggie. I pull it out and pull my pud in here, usually though when everyone is asleep.” Lloyd admitted causing both Savannah and I to writhe and murmur with a little fury. I had no idea he was beating off when I slept.

“That’s funny” Conner admitted. “I’ve been going in the bathroom to do it, I didn’t know it was okay to do in here”

I wanted to shout “It’s NOT!!!” but Lloyd told him it was, since all I could do was mumble incoherently in a gag, and that only seemed to drive more spit from my lip to my chest.

“Yah I know you have, a couple times a day” Lloyd said, apparently complementing him on his stamina and not on the fact he just admitted he was jerking off all the time in the bathroom. The world seemed so turned upside down. I told you earlier that things at the reality at the Fuckman was so different than my world. That was a fairly naïve comparison, I was talking about Monster Trucks and families with six kids all trying to share one bedroom. I wasn’t talking about things like this.

Here were two teenage boys and a grown man, discussing jerking off, and where were they going to deposit it. They ordered us to roll over onto our bellies and assume an “All Fours” position. Our hands behind our back cuffed, with our butts facing them. I was still moving my brush around, slightly. I couldn’t see them now, so I think they may have taken out their dicks and started playing with them. They hadn’t pulled down their pants, that much was obvious. I could hear though the slight sound of what I can only assume is a cock being pulled up and down, sort of a “Shik-shik-shik” sound.

“You can do it right here in one of Savannah’s shoes. I don’t’ know where Ellen’s are, or if she even has any shoes after the other day, or else I’d say we should do it in both.” Lloyd offered kindly.

“I’d like to put it all over their sweet little faces” Ted said sounding a little creepy for even Lloyd.

“Hey that’s my Sister!!!” Lloyd said defensively.

“Oh right” Ted agreed correcting himself, seemingly a little shamed.

“Now if you wanted to glaze my cousin, that I don’t see a problem with that, but not on her face, let‘s do it on their asses.” and as Lloyd said that, I turned around my head to offer a firm rebuke of that idea, but Lloyd stood up, his dick in his hand. It was large, about 8 and half inches and very thick.

“Turn around Slave, keep eyes forward” and he began to spank me, hard on the ass for my disobedience.

Conner spoke up nervously “Um, since she is MY sister, where do I do it at?”

“Fair is fair, Savannah’s big old butt, because that is YOUR cousin. Deal?”

The boys agreed, and when my spanking was done, all I knew was that one of them was dripping his hot warm spunk on to my as cheeks and down my back. Then another one, this time not quite as much as the first. He pressed his dick right up to my ass and squirted, most of it dripping down my pussy.

Once they had spent their load from jerking off. They seemed to lose interest in us completely. I was even thrown a pair of Savannah’s panties to wipe myself down with, as Ted unlocked the cuffs and the gags with a “Thank you girls, clean yourselves up”.

They seemed to have lost all interest in any sort of cruel, dirty, perverted ideas. I wiped the spit off my tits, and the cum off my back before running it through my legs, as the three of them filed back out. “You can go back to cleaning” was all they said.

As they shuffled out of the room in a hurry, Savannah looked at me and whispered hoarsely “Hard times at the Fuckman Acres”. She had said a real mouthful.