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Chapter 9
Party Animals
blondie was hanging out washing when Donnie came up to nuzzle her hip for a pat. She did so, rubbing the inside of his ear the way he liked obligingly. Shaking her head she mused, “I don’t believe it. I spend ninety eight percent of my time naked as a jaybird now; and still I’m doing laundry like a washer woman!” blondie’s voice piqued Donnie’s interest and he gave out a high winery yawn that ended in a half hearted woof, blondie sighed, “I know lover; maybe if you weren’t so good at fucking me, I wouldn’t be.” Donnie gave another little woof as if in agreement. blondie giggled, and wondered why Donnie hadn’t pestered her for sex, “Maybe he can smell when I’m receptive.” She thought back to all the times they had knotted, and each time she was wet and willing, “God! I wish men were as savvy to the aroma of arousal as you.” Donnie just cocked his head to the side, and then turned to walk off.
It struck blondie as funny that she was having this conversation with him as he wandered over to some shade and lay down. blondie looked up into the window of Amanda’s study; her daughter had been studiously sitting in front of her computer of days now, with minor jaunts back and forward across the room throwing her arms in the air and ranting in frustration, interspersed with fits of exasperated rage, shaking her fists and cursing the screen.
“That girl of mine is going to give herself indigestion if she doesn’t take a break.” She pondered. She knew full well when Mandy got her teeth into something she’d tenaciously tear into it until it was within her grasp.
The sudden and violent slamming of the front door, almost shaking the house brought her out of her ruminations; with a startled look she saw Amanda whip out of her chair and disappear out of her study. blondie sprinted for the back door, fearing that something bad had happened; it was only when she got to the servery bench in the kitchen that she remembered that she was naked, and dropped down in case a stranger was actually in the lounge.
All she saw was Mandy consoling Sam and no one else; her fears were vindicated as she entered the lounge room and witnessed Sam weeping terribly, sitting on the seat under the French windows looking out. She heard Sam, “I can’t do it anymore. I can’t; she’s killing me! I won’t go back, and I won’t survive mentally if I do!” Sam broke down into a fresh flow of tears, “What going on?” She asked with quiet concern evident in the tremor of her voice; she knelt beside her girls. Pushing the hair out of Sam’s face as Sammy cuddled into Amanda’s arms; she looked up into Mandy’s pain filled eyes, “Please tell me what’s wrong?”
Mandy sniffed, “Mrs, Kerr has been waging a holy war of attrition on us since she found out that Sam has been living here.” Mandy rocked Sam and rubbed her shoulder, “We’ve tried to ignore her; Sam been using the car; going into the garage via the door in her study whenever she’s has to out. I’ve been taking the bus if our lectures don’t match up. That’s why I do most of the running around and Sammy stays locked in here. She an evil woman mum! Did you notice the garage door on Friday?”
blondie’s eyes were tearing up as she shook her head, “I’m sorry darling; I had other more pressing things on my mind that day. What about it?”
I’ve repainted it twice since Sam’s come to live with us, that bitch or some other family member has sprayed graffiti all over it; some really disgusting things too. She’s out there now! I had an early class so had to take the car; Sammy said it’d be alright, and that she’d run the gauntlet and take the bus. Mrs. Kerr caught her on the way home just now!” blondie started to feel the anger she’d felt on Friday at the club and used it to steel herself for what she knew she had to do.
She stood, “You should have told me Mandy! This is not right! That woman can’t be allowed to do this!” Mandy cried, “Don’t you think I know that? You said I was the head of the household now; you said I had to look after everything from now on, and I tried; believe me how I’ve tried, but that bitch just won’t quit.” Sammy cried out, “Please! Please don’t fight.” Mandy renewed her hug on Sammy, “It’s ok, and we aren’t fighting Sammy.”
blondie bent down and kissed Sam on the head, “You’ve fought your fight sweetheart, you did your best and have paid far too dearly; you both have. I should have done something a long time ago! Now its damn time I stood up to be countered; I will not stand still and let that woman harass, insult and bully my children!” She tucked blondie back into her mental kennel and Angela walked off, “Where are you going?” Angela didn’t stop or turn, “Never mind sweetheart, you look after our Sammy; just have the key to my collar when I get back! It’s time an old dog protected her family.”
Angela came back in wearing a sun frock, “No mum! There’s nothing you can do, she won’t listen!” Angela held out her hand, “You did your best Mandy; now let me teach you a thing or two about dealing with people like her. You said that I had the right to re-enter the human world anytime I wished, all I had to do was to stop fucking dogs, well let me inform you that I haven’t done anything with Donnie since Sammy’s little present to me last Wednesday. I’m all dog fucked out and haven’t even felt like it. Your mother is back; now give me the key!”
Amanda felt like a little child being caught with her hand in the lolly jar and told to hand it over; she also remembered the chair and her wonderful mother coming to her rescue. Her mother was indeed back and she felt a wave of relief rush over her.
Angela heard Connie before she saw her, “Will you stop wailing woman; the whole neighbourhood doesn’t need to know our business!”
Connie stopped but only long enough to realise it was Angela, “You send that harlot out here this minute!”
“I’ll do no such this!” Angela was striding towards Connie at such a pace that Connie took a step back from the gate, “Where have you been anyway; those two whores have turned your house into a den of iniquity and perversion?”
Angela got to the gate with her rage at full steam, and struck out; slapping Connie solidly across the face, “Don’t you dare call my daughters; whores!” Connie staggered back, stunned by Angela’s attack, wishing she’d taken two more steps, “I’ve been away, but now I’m back, and this crusade you’re on will stop here and now! Those girls love each other with a passion you couldn’t even begin to imagine let alone comprehend, and that can only be good for them both.” Connie was still reeling from the slap.
“They’ve known each other since they were babies; their courtship has been years in the making. They aren’t hurting anyone! And if that disgusts you then leave Sam alone and renounce her if you wish. She’s had it up to her eye teeth with you anyway; as far as she’s concerned you are no longer her mother! You’re just lucky that Sammy has a good heart; I certainly would have had you arrested for assault!”
Connie was too stunned to catch Angela’s meaning, but she wasn’t finished, “They are an abomination against God’s will! They will pay for their sins! Mark my words!” Connie hissed the last statement, “Now send my heathen daughter out here now, and stay out of my way; its god’s will that I see to my own children the way I see fit!”
Angela shook with fury, “You’re an ignominious fool Connie; you killed your daughter the day you sent her to hospital. I saw what you did to her, and it’s absolutely despicable! If it was up to me I’d have you horse whipped with barbed wire until you begged for mercy. You’re an evil wench with a bible stuck up her arse, you don’t deserve children. She’s over eighteen, and an adult; you have no legal control over her anymore. She’s my daughter now and I love her as I love Mandy, so you can go to hell! Now get away from my house or I’ll call the police and have you arrested!”
In all her years of spreading God’s hell and damnation, Connie had never before been struck, and it unnerved her, “This is entirely your fault Angela! You have turned my daughter against me, her church, and the Lord our God! You and that perverted hell hound you call a daughter, you will all burn in hell for this!
Angela laughed, “Connie for once there you’re right; this is my fault. I should never have told you, and I regret it every single day. I feel like apologising to Sammy each time I look at her for what my stupidity has done. She’s a good and loving girl, and has forgiven me; I suggest you ask her for forgiveness as well.”
Of all the neighbours Connie had dealt with; Angela was the only one she couldn’t intimidate. She had thought that letting Sam hang around here; she could turn her to her righteous path. Her plan had looked like finally working when Angela came to tell her what the two girls were up to. She was going to use it to shame Angela into renouncing her evil ways and following her; only to see it backfired dramatically when Samantha moved in with Amanda.
“Now if you or any of your family touch either one of MY girls again, you so much as breathe their names, or look in their direction, then I’ll gladly go to prison for sending you to meet your precious maker; and you want to hope that St Peter at the gate is a little more understanding then you, you evil bitch!”
Connie realised that this was going nowhere, so stalked off in disgust while Angela watched, “And another thing! That crap about burning in hell doesn’t faze me in the slightest,” she called after her, “I’d gladly go to hell, just so I could be there to stoke the fire under your righteous arse!”
Angela went back inside not entirely happy, “No wonder I want to be a dog’s fuck, if this is what the world is coming too.” She knew Connie well, and she wasn’t a person to be put off so lightly, “That woman will be back!” she knew it in her heart, she just had to convince the girls that everything would be alright, and find away to take the wind out of that bitch’s sails for good.
blondie took her dress off and put her collar back on in the foyer, before she came back into the lounge room. She held out Amanda’s necklace with the key to her collar. Amanda was confused, “What are you doing?” blondie shrugged and smiled, “I changed my mind; I am a disgusting lowlife dog fuck after all.”
Mandy smiled; her mother was still letting her test her wings, had come to her rescue once again, and now was giving her back the reigns, “You’re never too far away from the chair; are you?” Angela frowned, “What chair?” Mandy turned to Samantha, “How’s it to feel to be rescued?”
Samantha smiled a teary smile as she went over and hugged blondie, laying her head on her shoulder and snuggled into her neck, “It’s been a long time coming, but it feels pretty damn good!”
Angela sighed contentedly, “That woman has her brains in her arse; what more could a mother possibly need than the love of her children?” Angela wrapped her arms around Sam, “I believe that I have always looked on you as my child, and today I think we can call it official!”
Samantha untangled herself from Angela giving her a kiss on the cheek, then walked solemnly over to the window, to sit and stare outside again, “You both know as much as I do, that she won’t give up. I’ve humiliated her in front of her peers, I’ve tarnished her godly status and she won’t stop until she has punished me and got me back under her control.” She wasn’t crying anymore, in fact she was disturbingly calm and it concerned both Amanda and blondie, she turned her head to stare at the two women, “I won’t survive another round with her. My body might..., she wiped a strand of hair from her face, “but I definitely won’t! And that cow knows it!”
She turned her head down, “It’s why she hasn’t come in here and dragged me out. She’s realises now that I don’t react to physical pain like she thought, but she does now! Mental pain is my down fall, and she can fuck with my emotions. I can’t deal with the humiliation the way you do mum, I wish I could. The day she dragged me into that church I almost died, I would gladly take a thousand beatings from her for the chance to erase just part of that memory.” She finished, “if it werern’t for the pair of you; I’d be dead right now.”
Sam still looking down traced spirals on the seat cushion, pausing as if to gain strength to say what needed to be said, “I’ve made up my mind! I’m leaving!” She looking up to see the surprised anguish on their faces, “not just for my own sanity, but for your peace as well, I love you both too much to put you through all this. She’ll leave both of you alone once I’m gone.” Sam looked sadly back out the window and said no more.
Angela could see Amanda was crying softly to herself, and it broke her heart, “Please don’t do this Sammy; Mandy won’t let you leave without her, and that will kill me; because I won’t have anything left to live for. You two are all I have.” She was crying herself, hugging Amanda; almost supporting her as Sam turned around, I’m sorry mum; she’s beaten me! I have no more ideas left; I feel empty inside, and I’m too damn tired to fight any longer.”
Amanda straightened and wiped the tears from her eyes, her characteristic determination showing on her face, “NO! I won’t allow it. She dividing and conquering. We stick together and she won’t win, she can’t win. I’ve been thinking about this for days. I’ve been tinkering with ideas. I’ve been studying, learning about alternative sexual life styles; I wanted to understand more about what drives the two of you. I think by now you have both realised that my libido isn’t a match for either of yours.”
“It doesn’t matter; I’m dealing with it and have never been happier; anyway, I was on the net in a chat room; talking to this old guy; he’s in his eighties, and had just lost his wife; she died peacefully in her sleep. They were into bestiality as well, and he was helping me to understand mum better.”
“He mentioned that he was selling his property; two thousand acres up in North Queensland and going to live with his daughter and her husband down south somewhere. I didn’t think too much of it at the time, until now. You said you needed to leave, and I’ve just remembered what Lady Penelope said. Sam and I could buying his place or some other and get away from her mother.”
For the first time in ages, Sam felt a surge of optimism return; Angela had no such feeling. Mandy hadn’t listened to her a moment ago, and she felt left out of the equation. Amanda turned to her mother, “All we need is for you to sign over my half of the inheritance, I know it probably won’t be enough to buy the place, and you might have to get a part time job to stay comfortable, but I have to do something; I just can’t let Sammy go off without me.”
Angela walked over to the couch and sat; her hands clasped in her lap and looked aimlessly around the room, “I can’t do that!” She whispered idly, looking at the floor and thinking back on what she had done the previous Friday afternoon, “What about Donnie and me?”
“Why can’t you, and what about you and Donnie?”
Angela looked up with silent tears streaming down her face, “You haven’t listened to me at all! You’re leaving me behind! I don’t want to stay here by myself; you two are all I have left in this world. I can understand if you want to do this alone. I understand having me around is a burden on you and Sammy, but ...” She broke down and wept.
Amanda ran over to her mother and knelt at her feet, grabbing her hand, “No No mum! That not what we want.” She looked to Sam for support; Sam shook her head in agreement; she turned back to her mother, “This is your house, your home; you were born in this very house and raised here!”
“So were you!” Angela pointed out.
“This house has been in the family for generation, all this land around here once belong to our family; I can’t ask you to give that up.” Amanda pleaded.
Angela straightened her shoulders, “What makes you think that this house means anything more to me than it does to you?”
Amanda hesitated, “Because you have so many wonderful memories locked up in this house. It’s a legacy handed down to you by your parents.”
Angela nodded her acquiescence, “By your Grandparents! I also have some horrible memories thanks to Kevin.” She refused to associate him with being Amanda’s father, “And it’ll go to you after I’m dead and buried, but what good will that do when you won’t ever live in it. I’ll stay here miserably until I pass on, and you’ll sell it anyway, and I wouldn’t blame you one bit. “
Angela got up and walked over to the wall; punching it with the palm of her hand, “This here? This is timber, brick and concrete; it’s just a fucking house. It’s not a home without family. You two are my family; my home is where you are, and if you’re not going to be here, then I don’t want to be here either. I won’t stay in a house that has no love in it, there’ll only be more painful memories. If I have to; I’ll go down and put that fucking bitch in hospital permanently for destroying my happy home and sending my children away. I’d rather spend the rest of my time in prison than have her mocking me just at the very sight of her!”
Mandy looked at Sam who shrugged, “If it’s all the same to the both of you; I’m for us all getting as far away as possible!”
Amanda turned back to her mother, “If that’s the way you feel about it, and giving up the house doesn’t bother you, then I certainly don’t have a problem with having you with us. So we can all go, Sam and me, you and Donnie; as a family?
Angela nodded through tears, “Yes sweetheart, that’s how I feel; all of us as a family!”
The three hugged and kissed, and jabbered on about all the possibilities, “So when can you put the house on the market?
blondie was so relieved that she felt wicked and the thought of teasing the girls just popped into her head before she thought it through; she dropped her head, “Ahhh right! That might be a bit of a problem for me, considering what I did on Friday.”
Both girls stared at her in confusion, “What did you do?”
blondie looked apologetically at her daughter, “I gave everything I own away! The house, car and investments; the lot! Dogs don’t own anything, they rely on their owners. So I went to the bank and signed everything away. I don’t own anything; not even this collar.” blondie expected Amanda to realise straight away what she was talking about.
Instead Amanda exploded, “How could you be so stupid. That’s the dumbest thing I have ever heard!” blondie was shocked and sensed she’d better come clean; seeing Mandy ranting as she was, “I just thought...” But Amanda cut in hysterically before she could finish, “You thought WHAT, that this person deserved to get everything you owned? You just happened to say to yourself...This person looks needy! I think I’ll give them a free ride, and fuck everyone else. Is that what you thought?”
blondie straighten up, a little chipped at Mandy’s anger, “Yes sweetheart! That’s exactly what I thought!” As Amanda turned around and went off into another spell of ranting, she saw Sam give her a quizzical look, so she winked and shrugged.
She saw her smile, Sam knew Amanda well enough to know she wasn’t processing anything. “Mandy! Ummm wouldn’t it be an idea to find out who this person is? You never know they might, well ... you know ...help us out?” Sam suggested. Amanda was so caught up in this incredible turn of events that she couldn’t see the forest for the trees, “You’re right Sam! Ok mother! Tell us who on god’s green earth is so dear to your heart that you would give a fortune away to, just to please them and forsake your own family?”
blondie looked from Mandy’s exasperatedly angry face to Samantha. Sam took a deep breath, “Do you want to tell her, or shall I?”
Amanda looked to Sam, “Tell me what? blondie shrugged, “You tell her, she hasn’t been listening me!”
Amanda blew up at Sam, “Tell me what? Did you know about this? Jesus Christ! Will somebody just talk straight for once?”
Sam placed her hand on Mandy arm, “It’s you, you dolt! Who else do you think could be so close to her heart that she’s willingly hand over a small fortune, other than her very own daughter?” Sam shook Mandy but she was struggling through a fog of confusion, “That’s why she said she couldn’t hand over half the investments; she didn’t own them anymore, you do! Am I right mum?”
blondie smiled and nodded, “I’m glad she has you Sam, she needs someone to do her thinking for her.” blondie nodded towards Mandy, “Look! I think the penny’s finally dropped; she’s finally realising.” Mandy’s jaw was hanging, and then her eyes rolled up, “Ohhh for Christ’s sake! What a fuckwit!” Sam was giggling quietly to herself.
Mandy turned to Sam, “And you can stop laughing.” She fronted her mother, “You’re a real bitch mum!
blondie giggled, “Yes I know!” Running her fingers across the lettering on her collar, “Donnie’s remember!”
Amanda didn’t know what to say to that, “My emotions have gone up and down so much today that I feel like a yoyo. God I hate you! I still haven’t forgotten about that shitty kiss you laid on us. You’re going to pay for this and dearly. You know that!”
blondie sighed contentedly, “I’m sure you will find away to see to it that I don’t do this too often, and you don’t hate me. You love me! I’m adorable, and besides I have made you a very rich young lady; well, you will be once the papers arrive for you to sign in a couple of days. I was going to surprise you, but this confrontation with Connie kind of waylaid that.”
blondie dropped her head, “I also have to tell you that you are now legally responsible for me as well. I went to our solicitor, telling him I have been diagnosed with dementure, and had him draw up papers giving you power of attorney over me; it’s as close as I can get to you owning me.” Mandy and Sam stood stunned, “Why?” blondie smiled, “Because it gets me hot and wet thinking about how humiliating and degraded you could make my life, and I don’t have a legal leg to stand on.”
Mandy shook her head, then kissed and hugged her, “you’re out of your fucking mind, you know that! I know I keep saying that, so I suppose this is a good thing, and I should look after you, and Yes! I do love you.”
Amanda sighed, “God! I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’m worn out, though right now I need to get on the net and find out if that property is still on the market; then I’ll go lay down; I’m feeling a little weak kneed and light headed.” Sam giggled as blondie waltzed outside to finish her washing.
~...~
Samantha was surprised to see blondie standing at the bus stop in her sundress and with a scarf around her neck, hiding her collar. Amanda again needed the car, as today her lectures weren’t just confined to campus; she was able to take Sam to Uni, but wasn’t going to be there to bring her home. blondie assured her not to worry; that there would be no repeat of the last confrontation with Connie.
Sam was touched as she alighted from the bus, “Hi mum! You needn’t have gone to all this trouble.”
blondie held up her hand, “No trouble my angel; I just thought it was such a nice day for a walk; and what could be nicer than to have my daughter to walk with.” Sam and blondie walked arm in arm back home, “Besides what sort of a mother would I be, if I allowed my child to be accosted by some irate mad bible bashing woman.” Sam nodded to her, “Mandy asked you to look after me! Didn’t she?”
blondie smiled and nodded, “Not that she had too, but after yesterday; both of us are still a little worried.”
Sam dropped her gaze to her feet enjoying the moment; never before had she felt so safe as she did right now, “I haven’t had a chance to ask you; did you enjoy my surprise.”
blondie thought for a while, “Yes and no! Once I reconciled myself to being arrested, and thrown into prison; being forced to serve as a sanitary napkin or a handbag with my cunt being filled with smokes, drugs and other valuables. Once I got used to the idea that I was going to lose all bowl control by being butt fucked by some bull dyke for the rest of my life; then yes. I figured I had better enjoy it while it lasted, because the rest of my life was looking pretty damn dim.”
Sam was horrified, “Ohhh mum! I didn’t think you would be...” blondie flicked her head in an indignant gesture, “There’s no use apologising.”
Sam started to giggle, “Your getting good at this you know. Mandy would have been cut to ribbons!” blondie raised her eyebrow, “And you’re not? Sam nudged her in the ribs, “I’m a psych major mum; what do you think? I caught to your little charade yesterday pretty quick; although you got me with that shitty kiss. I’m starting to pick up on your subtle tells. So you did you?”
blondie laughed, “That was a pearlier, wasn’t it? I had you both ready to puke.” She chuckled, “And yes, I did enjoy the night, the parts I can remember. I did have all those other thoughts going through my head as they drove me there. Hogtied in the boot of their car, I might add. It gives you time to think; my nerves were strained to breaking point, but I found the unknown heighten my senses. As soon as that first dog shoved his cock up my dog box; I climaxed and every doubt went straight out of my silly head, and I revelled in the fuck session. It was if a bomb went off in my body; I felt like just one big contracting cunt, I languished blissfully in my putrid swamp of humiliation and ignominy.” Sam felt goose bumps rise on blondie arm as she remembered back to the night, “As traumatic as it started out to be; I still want to thank you for the most wonderful and unforgettable experience I have ever had.” Sam giggled, “You’re becoming a real gutter mouth!” blondie just smiled and nodded, “Yeah well that us lowlifes; not fit for human company!”
Sam then threw her arms around blondie’s neck and kissed her deeply, “Woow not in public! There’s that old biddy snake down the road that might be looking, you know how she like to defend the community’s moral conscience. Next thing you know she’ll be petitioning the council to have me evicted to the red light district. Hmmm, I wonder if we could set up a lesbian and canine escort service?”
They both giggled and continued to walk home hand in hand.
~...~
Amanda tapped gently on the door, “Come in!” Mandy opened the door to see Lady Penelope pouring over a set of office books, “Ahhh Amanda my dear; I heard you were here; please come and sit, make yourself comfortable. It has been months since I saw you last; how is Samantha and your mother? Mandy placed an envelope on the books, before taking her seat, “I’m sorry you account wasn’t paid sooner, but I wanted to finalise the video first. Our mother’s fine, she wishes to thank you for your services, although we haven’t told her who was actually responsible for her night, and Sammy is as adorable as ever; she asked me to drop that off to you, and give you her fond regards.” She placed a CD alongside it, “And that is for Mr Hansen if he chooses to buy it.”
Amanda handed Lady Penelope another envelope, “And this is your invitation to our mother’s Premier film night. I’m sorry I didn’t come to see you first, but I got caught up with Daniel. He was showing me his film equipment, and as you said; it’s very impressive. I’ll have to return and talk some more with him.”
Lady Penelope smiled as she opened the first envelope; “I know how Daniel can be my dear, no need for apologies.” Mandy raised her eyebrow as Penelope counted out the cash, “Excuse my seemingly aporetic audacity, this is not what it looks like.” She counted off some notes, “I knew you were with Daniel, and I am thrilled that he now has someone to share his passion with; not to mention a business interest in fostering such a liaison,” She place a pile of notes in front of Amanda, “That is for Mr Hansen’s CD, and fifty percent of the levy I charged him for his rude behaviour toward your mother and your good selves. The filming expenses have been paid to Daniel by Mr Hansen already; much to his displeasure!”
Amanda bit her lip in mild consternation, as she looked at the pile of notes sitting before her on the table, “Thank you for the re-imbursement, but we couldn’t ask you to pay for something that Daniel had to go through!”
Lady Penelope held up her hand, “Nonsense child! I can see I will have to take you in hand and teach you the fundamentals of commerce. You will learn in years to come that there are no free lunches. I have been adequately compensated for my part in the proceedings, as has Daniel. If you start to give away favours then people will certainly take advantages of your good will. I maybe forward here in believing we are becoming good friends, but this is business, and as such our business is concluded. I suggest you take the money and buy your lover, or your mother, or both as the case maybe; a candle light dinner.”
Amanda smiled, “You’re most gracious! Thank you.” Amanda seemed to hesitate in picking up the cash, “Is there something amiss; my dear?” Mandy bit her lip again; talking to an almost stranger about sexual matters was harder than she had first thought.
Lady Penelope had years of experience in interpreting body language, it was crucial to her business, “May I be presumptuous in thinking that our business may not yet be concluded?”
Mandy nodded, “You have done such a wonderful job of giving our mother the night of her life. I was wondering if you could do us one more favour; paid of course!” Lady Penelope quietly chortled, “By all means my dear; after all I am in business to make money, and give service to those special clients who require it. What have you in mind?”
Mandy laid the ground work first, not wishing Penelope to think this was an ill thought of, off the cuff request. To fully understand her wishes, she needed to give Lady Penelope the back ground on herself and Samantha.
Lady Penelope sat and listened intently; nodding every now and then, she finally sat back. With her elbows on the arms of her plush leather chair and her fingers interlaced in front of her, tapping her thumbs together deep in thought, “That my dear is an Oxymoron!” She finally quoted.
Amanda dropped her gaze and smiled, “I know and it’s the reason that I believe you would be the only person qualified and trustworthy enough to pull it off!”
Lady Penelope smiled, “I see that your lovely Samantha has been tutoring you. You goad my pride to a challenge, and then flatter me with compliments, and all for money! That! They say are the three big guns!” Lady Penelope sat forward, “Samantha has enlightened me to a lot of her past, and I can see how this would fit her fantasy, but consensual rape is not easy to choreograph.”
Amanda smiled sheepishly, “You’re right! It is an oxymoron, and I have to say that Sam knows nothing about what I am up to; I feel it would destroy the illusion if she knew. It does distress me to know that until it dawns on her that it is actually her rape fantasy, she’ll be in a nightmare of anxiety. ”
Lady Penelope picked up her pen and started to twirl it through her fingers, “I agree! I understand how this decision has been hard for you to make. I also believe that Sam is a level headed young woman who will be able to clinically analyse her situation and determine the best course of action to minimise the risk of harm to herself. How long do I have before you leave? Amanda thought for awhile, “It will be months I think, before all the negotiations are finished for the sale of our house and the purchase of the property.”
Lady Penelope nodded, “I would need a month to set it up. That is if Daniel actually agrees in participating, and as I see it, he is the main ingredient to this scenario. To pull it off is one thing! To do it with any degree of success is yet another. Although I wish no harm to Samantha; Daniel is my main concern! I will not put him in a position that would cause him grief; what you are asking is for him to go against his basic nature.”
“I would have to find away to explain it to him so he excepts it as a benignity and not pernicious! He knows the difference between consensual sex and rape; I even believe he know that sex doesn’t always require love. He doesn’t think like you or I, as you already know, and in this regard; especially not Samantha.”
Amanda jumped to affirm Lady Penelope’s assumption, “Ohhh I certainly agree! If Daniel is even the slightest bit hesitant then we call the whole thing off. My first concern after Sammy’s is Daniels mental wellbeing. I know what Daniel thinks of Sam, and would hate to think that he suffered just to give this to Sam.”
~...~
Sam looked out of her bedroom window watching blondie scampering around with Donnie in the backyard. Donnie was bowling her over, nipping her every now and again; she was now on her back with legs splayed. This was one of their foreplays; she’d witnessed it numerous times before. Another ten minutes or so, and the gutter slut be on all fours and knotted, shuddering in ecstasy, unable to remove his cock from her cunt even if she wanted to. Sam sighed at the thought of blondie’s abundant sex life. She loved Mandy dearly, but their sexual interludes were few and far between.
Sam strode out onto the patio; blondie was groaning as Donnie was humping her rear end. She was back to being as grimy as she normal was; her face, tits and arse were particularly so. Sam remembered a poem,
What are little boys made of?
Snips of snails and puppy dogs tails
That's what little boys are made of!"
What are little girls made of?
"Sugar and spice and all things nice
That's what little girls are made of!"
Girls at a very young age are taught to be clean, polite, prim and proper; while boys are allowed to roll in the dirt and do all the nasty, naughty boy things. She knew that she herself rebelled against her mother’s ideas of what a girl should be. Women were after all are not too different to men in this regard; society allows a male to be vulgar and disgusting, while females are hounded to be in controlling themselves; to take the moral high ground, while deep down they longed to be wicked and naughty.
She mused, “How many women out there would take delight to getting down and dirty if there were no recriminations; if society didn’t judge them for their activities? Probably quite a lot more than society would like us to believe!” Sam had learned in her psychology studies that when a person bottles up emotions, they invariable explode in a flurry of release. She wondered if this was blondie’s extreme way of rebelling against her earlier childhood, to do the things that were considered unfeminine, unladylike, even vulgar and disgusting. This was certainly about as far as she could go, and she wondered if blondie even knew she was so wretchedly disgusting.
She picked up one of the sun lounges and walked out to where they were fucking; blondie gave a stifled moan as Donnie pushed deeper into her cunt, then shuddered, as she came.
Sam set the chair down in front of blondie and sat down, “Having fun mum?” blondie looked up with a bleary smile on her face, “Ohhh god Sammy, he’s deeper than ever today.” In between jolts blondie screwed up her face in pain as Donnie’s cock punched her cervix as if to gain entry. Sam sniggered, “Is he trying to get a blowjob at the same time?” blondie wasn’t able to answer. Sam’s pussy was weeping as she watched the perverse carnal action; her clit demanded attention. Opening her legs she ran a finger though her pussy lips and rubbed her clit; catching her breath as her it sent delicious tingles up to her nipples.
blondie watched through half slit eyes, her face bare inches away from Sammy wide open legs. Donnie gave another shove and pushed blondie’s face closer to Sam’s now sopping wet pussy, “Go on you filthy cunt rag! Lick it, clean my cunt, stick that tongue of your where it will do some good!” blondie didn’t hesitate; she lapped out with her tongue and slid it down through Sam’s pussy lips. Sam gasped at the invasion; moaning contentedly as blondie went to work. blondie was too taken by her own lust to even think, let alone worry about her aversion to cunt lapping.
Sam was soaring ever higher, but needed that extra push to send her over the edge, “Eat me you bitch! Chew on my cunt lips, harder, Ohhh god harder.” blondie did as she was told but was too obsessed with Donnie’s rutting to understand that Sammy needed more pain to bring her over the top, she knew she liked it but had never experienced it firsthand. Sam pinched and stretched her nipples trying desperately to get that little extra, but to no avail.
Sam could feel blondie was sucking her pussy lips and clit deep into her mouth, and all she needed was for her to clamp down. “Fucking bite me you bitch!” She had an idea and grabbed a hank of blondie’s filthy hair with one hand, pulling blondie’s head harder into her pussy and ground it into blondie’s face, and waited for Donnie to pull out. Just before the moment of exit, she gave blondie one very hard donkey punch to the top of her head with her knuckles, causing the bitch’s cunt to contract hard around Donnie’s cock in the process. Donnie dragged his cock out of blondie tightening hole making her clench her jaw in pain, and cum in uncontrollably spasms, and subsequently bit down hard on Sam cunt flesh, and sending her over the edge in a screaming shock wave of orgasms. Sam slammed back into her chair as the wave of pain and orgasm over whelmed her, while blondie finally rolled on the ground holding her cunt and head.
Donnie walked off totally disinterested and was now taking a drink; completely ignoring the funny looking hairless bitches out in the yard.
Once the duo recovered sufficiently; blondie rubbed the top of her head, “What hell did you do that for? Now I’ve got a sore cunt and a sore head!” Sam had an apologetic smile on her face, “Sorry! I got carried away.” Samantha started to giggle, and when blondie gave her a hurt look; Sam blurted out, “But it worked! Fuck! I didn’t think it would, but it did!” blondie scowled for a second before she chuckled, “Samantha! You have the weirdest sense of humour I have ever come across. No wonder Connie beat the crap out of you! You drag your mothers head down to your pussy and face fuck her. Then you rap her on the head just so she’ll bite you and think it’s funny; all because we both had orgasms! ”
Sam blinked and blondie thought she had hit too close to the raw nerve and was about to apologise when Sam started laughing again, “Think yourself lucky! If I had that bitch between my legs; not only would I be donkey punching her for all I was worth; I’d be using a baseball bat, pissing and shitting as well...theennnn I’d have the mother of all orgasms.”
Both women broke up laughing until their sides hurt. blondie recovered, “Where in hell did you find out about donkey punching?” Sam grinned, “At Uni! I was chatting to a couple of fellow students that were talking about it. One girl had just broken up with her boyfriend because he did it to her. Boy was she pissed at him!”
“The other liked it; she actually gets her partner to slap her around, spit in her face, and donkey punch her while he’s riding her arsehole, then blow his load all over her face before making her suck his cock clean. She’s into really rough sex! She got excited when she told us that her boyfriend fucked and abused her in his van one night; then literally kicked her out on the side of the road and made her walk home naked and covered in cum; driving off and shouting that she was a useless fuck.”
blondie sat there wide eyed and stunned, “The more I find out about perversities the more I think mine is piss weak.” Sam giggled, “Don’t fool yourself mum; not too many women would suck their own shit off a butt plug, and then get aroused at the humiliation.” blondie blushed, “I didn’t suck shit! ... Ohhh never mind.” Sam was giggling.
~...~
Once Amanda had left her office; Penelope opened her invitation. On one aide was a photo of her mother in all her glory; kneeling on all fours, with her collar and tail and nothing else. She giggled as she read the gilded card,
Lady Penelope and Staff are cordially invited
to the Gala Premier viewing of
Blondie goes to Town.
Starring
“Blondie the Fuck Bitch”
This private showing will be fully catered for
With Wine and Finger Food.
Please RSVP...ASAP with numbers
Yours sincerely
Her Owners
Miss Amanda and Miss Samantha
Lady Penelope sighed, “That woman has a sense of humour and class; there’s hope for her yet!”
~...~
blondie was laying on her back, with her head on Sam’s stomach, enjoying the closeness; Sam was stroking her hair, pulling sticks and debris from the matted tangled mess. Out of the blue she murmured, “I’ll miss my brothers and sister!” Then after a minute pause she finished, “And my father!” Sam was obviously plagued by the thoughts of leaving for a new life somewhere new, but blondie was caught off guard by this simple statement. She rose and turned to face Sam, “Your father? I thought he was in on your abuse?”
Sam shrugged, “Yes and no! I love my father; he’s kind and gentle, everything she isn’t, even if he doesn’t understand me. Dad talked to me in my bedroom before she got to me. He was angry; yes, but gave me all the reasons why it was wrong; some were valid, but most were just his religious beliefs. I told him I understood, but that this was me, and I couldn’t help it; I couldn’t change who I was. I think he tried to understand! When she found out that he wasn’t going to do anything more about it; they had a wing ding row in their bedroom.”
“You have to understand that dad is basically a gentle, shy, and loving person. To it put another way; he’s a pussy whipped husband. He was angrier at me for putting him in that situation and gave me ten off his belt for making his wife irate and him having to put up with it. He disappeared afterwards to get away from her nagging. She was the one that took most offence at what you told her; she laid into me with the wrath of god in her heart and contempt in her veins. When he got back he dragged her off me and took me upstairs and laid me in bed; I was pretty delirious but I do remember him saying over and over, that he was sorry.”
Next morning I heard them arguing again; it was heated, but she was doing most of the shouting. She wanted the whole family to drag me into to church to show unity, but dad refused. One of the few times he actually showed some balls; he told her he’d keep the other kids home, that they didn’t deserve to be humiliated along with me. You know the rest! It has to be the reason she’s so intent on getting me back. I made him stand up to her, and she couldn’t stand having her authority challenged, it would be insufferable for her.”
“So you don’t hold any ill will towards your father?” Sam shook her head, “Not past believing he needs to grow a set of balls and bitch slap that woman into the real world.”
~...~
blondie had been making snacks and nibblies since that morning, she had been told to decorate the lounge room for a party. This didn’t make her feel uncomfortable; she was glad that the girls were trying to lead a normal life, and having a few friends over was good medicine, though a thought kept hounding her, “Will they want me to play hostess or lock me out in the kennel with Donnie? Either way it wasn’t really important.” She just wanted the girls to a fun night.
Sam entered the kitchen, “How’s it going?”
blondie took a deep breath and let it out, “I think I’ve thought of everything? Who’s coming to your party? Do I know any of them?”
Sam giggled quietly behind blondie; she thought she heard a nervous tinge to the question. “No! But I think you have met some of them.” She wanted to blurt it out, but this was Mandy’s show, and she’d done a wonderful job of keeping her surprise a secret.
~...~
blondie got out of the shower after having douched and given herself an enema. She had taken to keeping herself cleaned out; after the club incident she didn’t want to have to go through what could have been; she shuddered. Towelling herself down; she admired her collar in the mirror and looking closer she remarked, “It must be some sort of synthetic leather! It’d have to be with all the muck I end up wearing.”
Amanda called her into the master bedroom to get dressed. Sam was there looking absolutely gorgeous in a short hip hugging leather skirt, and contoured leather vest that showed ample cleavage, with black stay ups and four inch black heels and leather choker; in fact they were both in leather. Amanda was back to feeling sexy and frustrated again, and it showed in her attire. She wore a similar skirt; just a little shorter, also with black stay up stocking and five inch heels; what took blondie’s breath away, and she was sure Mandy’s as well was the black leather corset holding her waist painfully clinched and beautifully contoured.
Her breasts were barely contained in the shelf cups, her nipples just out of sight, Mandy looked the optimum Mistress in every sense of the word, she gasped, “What sort of gathering is this; a leather fetish party?”
Amanda was applying the last of her makeup, and Sam was sitting on the bed brushing out her long auburn hair into a ponytail, “No, Just a few friend over for a good time!” Sam finished brushing as Amanda stood up and turned, “So, how do we look?”
blondie stood there naked and shook her head, “Well if I were still in charge of this household and I’m not, then neither of you would be seen dead in those outfits; since I really don’t have a say here, then you both look gorgeous and stunningly sexy and I just hope I don’t have to wear anything like that.”
Both girls broke up laughing, and it didn’t make blondie feel easy; she’d seen that look on their faces too many times not to be worried, “Why are you laughing? Don’t you want me to play waitress tonight?”
Amanda picked up something out of her bedside draw along with blondie’s tail plug, “What’s that?”
Amanda gave her a wicked smile, “Ohhh nothing; just a little something to keep you smiling while we have our party.” Sam secured a wide leather belt around blondie’s waist; there were two cuffs secured to the belt by a short length of chain. blondie got even more worried; once secured, she couldn’t lift her arms above her head, but she realised that she could still hold a tray of drinks, “How am I going to put a top on with my arms cuffed like this?” Mandy ignored her question and got the egg and tail plug ready with some lube; pushing her backwards onto the bed and splaying her legs.
She inserted the tail plug first and explained how wonderful she was going to feel all evening with her vibrating egg, “You see this little devil will tease and torment you, with tiny vibrations and impulses all while being totally hidden up inside. It’s inflatable, so you won’t be able to get it out until we say so; it should feel right at home considering it’ll mimic Donnie’s knot, it also has an extra feature.” After getting it seated; much to blondie’s consternation, Sam held a tiny ring connected to the egg via a thin wire over her clit, then went down and sucked it through the ring, gently tightening a screw so it wouldn’t come off.
blondie was breathing hard with delicious sensations emanating from her entrapped clit by the time Sam had finished, she could feel her clit throb to the beat of her heart. Amanda turned the egg on with a remote; and watched as her mother tensed with the slight vibrations flowing around her pelvis, “That setting just keeps you horny, I doubt you’ll be able to climax, although if you work hard enough you never know; but this will certainly do the trick.”
Mandy increased the power and blondie started to pant and squeeze her legs together; rubbing her clit and rolling her nipples between her fingers, moaning. Mandy waited until her mother was about to go over the edge and hovered her thumb over a red button, “And this is for naughty little cunt bitches that play with themselves and don’t do as they’re told.” She pressed the red button and blondie let out an agonizing grunt and howled in pain, while dropping to the floor, holding her pussy as a jolt of electricity tore into her clit ending any possibility of orgasm.
Mandy watch as her mother regain some composure, it had hurt, although she was still incredibly horny, but was back to square one, “Believe me mum! I really didn’t want to have to do that, but I had to be sure that you understood the ramifications if you even so much as argue tonight; you might get wet from humiliation, but I certainly don’t.” blondie knelt on the floor still holding her cunt, sobbing with frustration and the memory of her clit being electrified and just nodded.
“Now I have your total and undivided attention; let me fill you in on what will happen. Yes you will be waitressing tonight’s little soiree, and dressed as you are now; plus your stilettos of course.” blondie was horrified and looked as though she was going to object; until Amanda’s thumb moved over the button; she clamped her mouth shut, “No objections to my idea then?” blondie shook her head while Sam giggled, “Who said she was a dumb bitch? I told you it would only take one jolt for her to see the advantages in co-operation!”
blondie glared at Sammy but never said a word. Sam attached her leash and motioned blondie to stand and put her shoes on; when she hesitated Sam made a little clicky sound and motion with her thumb; blondie jumped to her feet.
As they led her to the front door Sam asked with a giggle, “Ummm Mandy! Can I try that egg once blondie has finished with it?” blondie groaned and shook her head in disbelief, while Amanda put her arm around her lover’s shoulder, “Sure can my darling heart; who do you want to have the remote?” Sam looked as though to ponder, “I think blondie should have it! Especially after she finds out it was my little idea to buy the thing in the first place.”
blondie groaned loudly from behind, “Ohhh for Christ Sake! You two will be the death of me.” Both girls cracked up laughing.
blondie stood stiffly with eyes closed; gritting her teeth out of humiliation. She was now in the little foyer of their home; connected to a coat hook by her leash, while Amanda proceeded to write across her chest in black Niko. blondie opened her eyes when she felt her daughter finish, looking into the full length mirror on the opposite wall. There across her breasts appearing backwards were the words “Donnie’s Bitch”; her cunt clenched and leaked juice; she almost cried as she saw her daughter’s giggling doing some last minute primping to their own outfits in the very same mirror.
Of all the times her girls had degraded her, or she had humiliated herself; this was going to be the worst. She knew she was going to meet the guests; as she was. Her anguish wasn’t for what her daughter’s had done to her, but for being perverted enough to be getting off on the whole idea.
Her heart leapt up into her mouth as the door bell chimed; Amanda look over to her, “Are you ready? blondie thought she was going to die; her heart raced, and she felt light headed, “No!” She squeaked.
Sam shrugged her shoulders, “Too bad, so sad! It’s show time.” The beaming smile on her face only mocked blondie, and made her cunt squelch out more slime.
Amanda opened the door to a throng of quests milling around outside. If blondie was to be asked how she felt at that particular moment; she would have related Sam’s feelings of humiliation and taking a beating instead of being hauled into church. blondie likewise would have rather had Sam’s enormous butt plug not so gently, shoved up her arse than to be standing here now; although the swamp between her legs begged to differ.
The girls had deliberately not told their mother who was in on her abduction to the kennel, nor had they told her just who was coming tonight; she heard Mandy address the first of the group, “Lady Penelope! So good to see you again! I would like to introduce you to our mother; blondie!”
blondie had her eyes down cast in abashment trying desperately not to cry when she heard a familiar voice, “Ahhh Mrs. Thompson! Good to see you again; we were never properly introduced and for that I apologise; I certainly hope you don’t hold it against me, however I was the person who helped your wonderful daughters set up your fun and games.”
The rest of the party entered with Sam and Amanda greeting each one in turn.
blondie raised her eyes to meet Lady Penelope’s gaze and smiled weakly. She hadn’t actually seen the woman clearly that evening; nevertheless she remembered the posh English accent, “I... Ohhh no need to apologise... I was ...I was otherwise engaged. Please call me blondie!” She put her hand out in greeting. Lady Penelope smiled demurely taking her hand; running her eyes up and down blondie’s figure, “Yes quite; it was rather amusing to say the least! Please pardon me if I don’t address you as blondie; you see I have this little quirk of using the person’s given name; It’s a by-product of my family upbringing. I hope you don’t mind? ...Angela?”
blondie did mind! It served to remind her that she was indeed a lowlife human being with a perverted canine fetish, and not a dog at all. Lady Penelope was quite aware of the effect that her statement had on blondie; she had been in the game far too long not to know what buttons to push. She spied a glistening sheen between blondie’s legs and thought to herself, “The poor woman will be standing in a puddle of pussy juice if she stays still much longer!” blondie was thinking much the same thing, and that only added to the flow down her legs.
Lady Penelope turned to introduce the rest of her staff, “Angela! This is Jonathan, and Alexander; they were our Animal control Officers!” blondie blushed and nodded her head; she found it impossible to say anything. What do you say to someone who has seen you on all fours entertaining a dog, and has had his cock down your throat at the same time?
She hadn’t actually taken any notice of the men when they were taking liberties with her. Her focus was purely on their cocks as they skull fucked her; looking at them face to face now was even more embarrassing, “Hi! I hope Alex and I weren’t too hard on you the other day?” blondie was caught off guard by his apparent concern and she shook her head, “No! No ...Ummm ...I suppose you were just doing your job!” blondie knew it sounded lame and cringed, as Alex chuckled, “Well if it makes you feel any better; we certainly enjoyed our job!” blondie quivered and felt her face heat up as her swamp leaked some more.
Lady Penelope ushered the two lads through with a verbal chastisement, “And these lovely young ladies are Carolyn and Daphne; over there is Rebecca, and Vivien is hanging off Daniels arm!” As each was introduced they nodded; blondie responded likewise, thinking this was so surreal; Daniel seemed to take up half the foyer, and she remembered someone of his build that night. Penelope finished, “I have basically given the girls the night off; play time you might say; Kylie and Kaitlin are out doing a mother/daughter scenario, and Robert will be bringing them over after they have finished their appointment.” blondie looked at the group and wondered; here she was naked and leashed to a coat hook, standing in high heels with a dog collar, butt plug, and tail with Donnie’s Bitch written across her boobs; while they were dressed to the nines and acting as though there was nothing untoward about her appearance.
~...~
blondie spent the first part of the evening serving food and drinks as Sam and Mandy entertained their quests while they milled around and chatted. Occasionally one of them, either man or woman would pat and feel her up; taking full advantage of her nudity. It was only when blondie asked Mandy if she could have a drink that things got interesting, “Please sweetheart I’m dying of thirst, and the way you have my arms tethered; I can’t get a cup to my mouth, let alone drink from it.” Mandy giggled and told her to keep serving and she’d fix that problem.
blondie was thankful and went on serving until Mandy came back out with her dog bowl full of water and placed it on the floor in front of the television. blondie groaned; “How did I miss that?” she’d been led into a false sense of security and only had herself to blame. Believing that all she was required to do was to serve the guests naked and put up with their wandering hands; was in all thinking. “Damn stupid!” Asking her daughter for a glass of water was even dumber, as it set up this humiliating circumstance.
Everyone looked to blondie and started to giggle. blondie on the other hand looked straight at her daughter, pleading not to be put through this. Amanda just showed her the remote and smiled; blondie immediately got down in front of the bowl.
Kneeling as she was with her elbows tethered by her waist, she had to bring her hands as far forward as she could and tilt her body down so her face was in the bowl, making her arse stick up for all to see, “Ohhh look! She does look like a dog. That’s how my Fifi drinks from her bowl!” Vivien squealed. blondie just kept drinking to hide her beet red face, until she realised that she was now losing moisture from the other end at an increasing rate, and those watching could probably tell; it didn’t help the outflow in the least, and she was sure that she’d orgasm any minute.
Amanda clapped her hands, “Now we have your attention; I’d like to move on to the main feature of this evening. She put her laptop on the coffee table, and attached a cable from it to the wide screen TV in front of blondie. As she connected the cable she whispered to her, “I suggest you drink as much as you can; we wouldn’t want you dehydrating through your cunt.” blondie shook with apprehension; this gathering was in her mind, going downhill fast.
Amanda brought up the web browser while blondie watched in fear; she typed in http://www.Donniesbitch-o.com, and waited for the page to load. blondie thought back to Cynthia’s website and started to weep as the webpage loaded onto the wide screen; there taking up half the page was blondie in all her glory; sitting up like a dog with her collar and tail, with paws out in front in a begging pose. Links to pictures and videos, and a short explanation of how this bitch came to be a dog, along with a copy of her contract to her daughters. Up in the right hand corner was a section to buy a pass to the website, while down the bottom was a couple of icons for anyone wanting to buy downloads of her videos.
blondie hadn’t realised the girls had been filming her since the night of her kennelling, and now it was up on the web for anyone and everyone to download. Her humiliation was now complete, and she broke down with an enormous orgasm, only subsiding into sobbing. There were nervous laughter from around the room; Lady Penelope was mildly surprised that Amanda had put her mother’s face up for the world to see, “Amanda my dear! Please forgive me if I am wrong, nevertheless I thought you were going to disguise your mother face?”
Samantha wasn’t at all surprised, she was absolutely annoyed, “How could you be so stupid Mandy?”
Amanda feigned surprise, lifting her hand to her mouth and gasped, “Ohhh my god, I got the wrong one up there,” then she laughed. “That’s only a link to a folder here on my laptop! She retyped the address this time deleting the -o and up came the proper worldwide website; still the same, but this one had another woman of the same build and stature as blondie but with an entirely different face; still sitting in exactly the same pose.
Everyone gasped at the change; Lady Penelope spoke for everyone when she said “That is positively incredible! She looks the same but her face is different.”
Sam slapped Mandy’s arm, “That was totally cruel; mum almost had a heart attack!” Mandy laughed, “You think? Then why is she sitting a puddle of pussy juice?” blondie groaned and tried unsuccessfully to hide her face. Sam rolled her eyes then giggled, “Well fuck that bitch then! You almost gave me a heart attack.”
Everyone burst out laughing at blondie expense. Some of the girls got down to surf the site, bringing up pictures of blondie in different poses. Then blondie saw it and gasped, “Ohhh my god!” Everyone turned in unison to see what blondie was looking at. blondie could only stammer, then shriek, “Yo...you... you forgot to...to hide my birthmark. Everyone will know it’s me anyway!”
Mandy shook her head in disbelief as she tuned to the audience, “You see what swallowing dog cum does to you; she’s been getting dumber by the day!” She lightly slapped her mother in the back of the head, “You stupid fuckwit! Just how many people do you think are going to see that cum saturated cunt of yours, and not already know you’re a dog fucker? Huh?” blondie stopped her protest; much to her indignation she knew Mandy had a point. She admitted to herself, “I am losing grey cells, aren’t I?” Sam could almost hear blondie’s brain tick over, “You keep sucking dogs off and swallowing their cum, before too long you’ll be needing head phones just to keep breathing!” Laughter again peeled through the house.
Just as they started to watch “Blondie goes to Town!” the doorbell chimed. Sam rose as Lady Penelope advised her that, it would be the others. Sam opened the door to a man and woman with a girl looking no more than fifteen or sixteen; while she looking suspiciously at her she asked, “Robert, Kaitlin and Kylie?’ When they all nodded, she stood aside and beckoned them in.
In the video, blondie was being led into the kennel with a bag over her head totally blind when Sam returned; she quickly introduced them to Mandy and their mother, “Looks as though we got here just in time!” Robert quipped as he took a seat. blondie quickly rose to get some drinks and a plate of nibblies; Mandy held her shoulder, “I’ll serve our guests mum; you stay and enjoy; I’ve seen it remember.” blondie didn’t actually want to stay and relive her humiliation, but Mandy held her remote up and she decided that it was preferable to having her clit fried. She decided that Samantha was going to regret, or maybe not; having bought the stupid egg.
The video soon culminated in blondie’s degradation from being knotted to several dogs, all while being skull fuck by a number of men, Alex and John being just two; blondie blushed as she watched her counterpart moan though countless orgasms, and it wasn’t lost on the guest seated around the room either. blondie noticed to her dismay that the guys were bulging and shifting uncomfortably; the women didn’t seem to be faring much better, Vivien was discretely tweaking a nipple, while Daphne was sitting on the heal of her foot; grinding herself quietly with excitement evident in her face.
Lady Penelope was herself feeling libidinous and whispered into Amanda’s ear. Mandy smiled nodding enthusiastically, and offered the use of one of the bedrooms upstairs. Lady Penelope shook her head, “I wouldn’t want to miss any of this wonderful movie; would it be too crass to engage your mother’s services right here? Mandy shrugged, “No! Not under the circumstances I suppose.” Lady Penelope smiled wickedly and clicked her fingers, “Angela my dear! I wonder if you could do me a favour?” blondie wasn’t liking this, but remembered the egg, “I suppose I can.” She mumbled half heartedly.
Lady Penelope stood and sensuously rocked her hips, making a slow grind as she gathered her skirt up her stockinged legs, sensuously running her hand up to reveal a black garter and lacy silk panties. Amanda increased the vibration on blondie’s egg and was rewarded to see her mother’s increased breath rate and a subtle moan. Lady Penelope slowly slipped out of her panties and settled graciously back into her lounge chair, spreading her legs invitingly, while playing a delicate finger through her pussy lips, as always the consummate performer.
The rest of the guests gazed on expectantly; waiting for blondie to move. Penelope hooked a finger towards blondie, “Come my dear. Come show me how much you appreciated your little adventure.” blondie felt humiliation overwhelm her and fought back an impending orgasm. She crawled like the dog she knew she was; hesitating only momentarily before lowering her face, “I’m now a filthy cunt rag!” She dove into Penelope’s pussy. After a while Lady Penelope pulled her head harder into her mound and looked to Amanda with a sigh, “You’ve taught her well my dear! Maybe we could work out a deal to use her for entertainment for my girls, in between clients?” blondie shuddered with an orgasm as Amanda laughed and Lady Penelope went back to enjoying her ministrations.
From there, while blondie’s video played out for those who cared to watch; the rest of the evening turned into a mass orgy of withering bodies and a tangle of arms and legs. The men respected Amanda’s and Sam’s request not the engage with them; and truth be known they never needed to; with seven and a half available women and only four men, they were drastically out numbered.
Later in the evening Kaitlin and Kylie cornered Sam, “We hear you’re into sensual pain?” When Sam nodded with a frown; Kaitlin smiled wickedly, “I know what you’re thinking, and no! I’m not underage; I just look like a kid. I’m actually nineteen and have documents to prove it!” Sam held her hands up, “I believe you; truly! I also see why you and Kylie are so good at the mother /daughter thing.” She quickly added, “You look alike! Not that I think Kylie looks old or anything. I also don’t believe that Lady Penelope would take the risk of employing a minor.”
Kylie only laughed and announced that they weren’t actually related. Kaitlin produced an enormous dildo; Sam caught her breath, and then smiled sinfully, “Ohhh dear! What on earth are you planning on doing with that?” Both women descended on Sam like a couple of predatory she wolves. Amanda looked up from suckling Penelope’s breasts when she heard Sam’s gleefully squeal, “Ohhh help me; help me, I’m being raped! Ohhh god don’t...stop...don’t... Ohhh ye gods don’t stop!” Sam then screamed; clamping her hand over her mouth to stifle the outburst. Amanda smiled, “That stupid woman will be walking bowlegged for sure tomorrow!” then went back to tongue wrestling with Lady Penelope.
Sometime in the night; Donnie was brought in to join with the fun and games. blondie wasn’t in any frame of mind to object; her egg was now back to a low setting , and she was feeling frustrated and horny beyond belief. Sam loosened the clit ring and fished inside blondie’s saturated cunt to extract the egg; Donnie was excitedly prancing around; the pheromone saturated room driving him crazy; he just wanting to get to his bitch. Amanda let him loose and without so much as a how-do-you-do, he straddled her; hooking his front legs in front of her thighs and punching his engorged cock into blondie. blondie squealed as his fully expanded knot thrust into her; her slime helping his entry immensely. The group urge him on with taunts and jibes that only sent blondie into her own state of nirvana.
The night ended with blondie again plastered in semen and cunt juice with dog cum leaking out of her fucked out gash. After having cleaned up all the women and syphoning what was left of the men; she was as drained as the batteries to her egg. Sam never got to sample Daniel as she had hoped; but unknown to her it had been designed that way.
Lady Penelope was speaking to Amanda in the foyer as Sam limped over, “Give it some thought my dear, it is all I ask; you never know you both may find it most interesting?” Sam heard the last of the conversation, “What’s interesting?”
Amanda almost chocked, but Lady Penelope as always with her wits about her and not wanting Amanda to spill the beans, replied, “Ohhh just a little offer for you both! I have asked Amanda if the three of you would like to come to a party in three weeks time. I am a founding member of an alternate lifestyle club and we throw a party every now and then so those interested can come along and enjoy each other’s company; so to speak. Some of my ladies will be there!”
Amanda relaxed, “Do you think you and mum would like to go?”
Sam giggled, “To hell with mum! I want to go and blondie will do as she’s told.”
Penelope looked to Amanda conspiratorially; Amanda blushed, “Well that settles it. We’ll be most pleased to except your kind invitation.”
To be continued...
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