Chapter 23

The next morning as they had their breakfast together, Kelly couldn’t help but notice her father looking at her strangely. And Jamie couldn’t help seeing his daughter in a whole new light, that of a man noticing for the first time how sexy she was to the male populace, and contritely, to himself.

“Is any wrong, Daddy?” Kelly couldn’t help but ask.

“Uh, oh, no, nothing’s wrong, baby,” he quickly replied, burying his sinful thoughts as he looked at her sexy eyes.

“What are you two muttering about?” Her mother asked, joining them at the table with a stack of freshly made pancakes.

“Oh, nothing of importance, dear,” Jamie replied, sticking a fork to grab three of the pancakes to dump them on his plate.

The remainder of the breakfast was in silence as each of them had their own troubles to think about. Jamie was thinking of his daughter as a wanton teenaged girl hungry for sex, while young Kelly was thinking of her job at Mr. Benton’s Sex Shop servicing men with her mouth and tongue. And as for her mother, Gloria was contemplating her stay at the institute to get over her overwhelming fear of impending, imaginary danger.

Of course this fear was born from her assault those many months ago, an assault which included being gang raped by the muggers. This was something that she refused to report to her husband, or even the police. At the time she had come to the decision to keep this nightmarish event to herself, to her own misfortune.

But her recent reaction towards her husband and daughter forced her to come to the realization that being under the weight of such fear was both paralyzing and disruptive to her family. And so she started seeing a therapist to help her through this and the doctor’s recommendation was a stay at the institute for a period of few months so that they may purge her sense of foreboding from her mind once and for all.

And after discussing this at length with her husband, she came to the decision to follow the therapist’s recommendation and sign in for treatment at his clinic. Jamie would be driving her there this Wednesday during his shift.

“Don’t you worry about it, honey,” he reassured her about driving her in his Police cruiser. “We can easily call in for a break, and I’m sure that George will understand.”

“But this is so ... so embarrassing,” Gloria whimpered. “What will people think when they find out I was in a ... in a looney bin.”

“Honey, there is nothing wrong with seeing a therapist,” her husband tried to reassure her. “Don’t you remember I had to go through the same thing after shooting that bank robber last year. Lots of cops have to, it’s procedure. And nobody will find out about you being there either. George is our friend and he’ll keep it to himself, I’m sure he will.”

“Well, all right,” she replied back. “If ... if you think it’s the right thing to do.”

“Honey, this has to be your decision,” he gave her a reassuring smile. “But if you’re asking me for my opinion, yes, I think you should go. It’ll finally help you through that nasty piece of business you went through. And after all is taken care of, you and Kelly will surely get along a whole lot better. Right now she just feels like your smothering her with your fears, you know that, right?”

“I know,” she replied. “I ... I think I’m ready to do this now. And you promise to drive me there tomorrow. They’ ... they’re expecting my there for 11:00.”

“Don’t you worry,” he smiled supportively. “We’ll be there.”

And with that, he gave her a hug and left for the Police Station for his shift.

An hour into his tour of duty, Jamie brought up his wife’s situation and the favor he would have to ask in driving her to the clinic the next day.

“No problemo, partner,” George grinned. “You family’s my family, you know that, right. And I’d do anything for family. And if you like, we can stop by my Pop’s shop after shift tomorrow to get rid of you ... shall we say ... anxiety.”

Jamie sheepishly grinned at his partner’s suggestion. But the idea of getting another blowjob from Robert Benton’s sluts might not be such a bad idea. In fact, he was looking forward to another go at the girl that gave him his blowjob that morning.

Kelly and Britney wasted no time at their new position ... on their Sybian chairs. They hadn’t been there two hours and had already sucked seven cocks a piece.

By this time Kelly had gotten over blowing her father’s penis that first day and was now deeply imbedded in the part of being a cum-slut. She found the taste of men’s jism almost as good as dogs. And since she now knew where two of her first dog lovers lived, she could visit them whenever she liked.

“You know, I found out where King George got to,” Kelly said to her friend during one of their breaks.

“No kidding!?!” Britney instantly cheered up. “Where is he? How did you find him?”

“I ran into him on my way home yesterday,” Kelly smiled. “Some woman owns him now.”

“Gosh,” Britney sighed at the memory of King’s big fat cock. “So, how is he? Is he being treated all right?”

“Oh, he’s doing just fine,” Kelly couldn’t help but grin. “In fact, this lady knows ALL about him ... if you know what I mean?”

“N-O?” Britney gasped rather loudly. “You’ ... you’re kidding, right?”

“Nope,” the redhead grinned. “And she likes girls too.”

“N-O!” Britney gasped again, smiling knowingly. “You mean ... you and she...”

“Yep!” Kelly grinned. “And she let George do me too. It was a blast!”

“Err, you think I could meet her sometime?” Britney asked, hoping to see King again herself.

“Gee, I don’t even know if she’ll want to see me again,” the tall redhead replied. “I was kinda thinking of dropping by her place later on today. And she lets me fool around with them again I’ll ask if she would want to meet with you too.”

“That would be so cool,” Britney grinned.

“Oh, and my Dad has a double shift tomorrow,” Kelly quickly added.

“So?” Britney didn’t see the relevance of this.

“Well, that means that ‘Uncle’ George will be working too,” Kelly smiled suggestively. “So I was thinking that after we’re done her tomorrow, we can stop by my place, pick up Stanley and head over to his place so we can have fun with Damien and my dog. What do you say?”

“I say, why not!” Britney’s face instantly lit up.

Just then another $20 appeared in Britney’s slot and she assumed the position to service the latest customer. She was greeted with a huge black cock which she urgently gobbled up and began bobbing her head on it.

Kelly just watched as her young friend managed to deepthroat such a massive cock, though not surprised by her expertise after sucking all of those dog-cocks, and now men.

The phone rang at the front counter and Robert Benton picked up.

“Hey, partner,” Dean Matthews said cheerfully as the old man picked up. “Long time no speak.”

“Oh, and good day to you too, Dean,” Robert smiled at hearing from the younger man again. “So, why the call?”

“Just wanted to let you know that the first shipment of dogs will be arriving this weekend,” Dean informed him. “I checked out our place and everything seems all set. So, you want to be there to inspect our ... studs when they arrive?”

“Do you think we should invite the girls over as well?” Robert asked. “I think they’d like to see their ... co-stars, don’t you?”

“Ummm!” Dean gave that some thought. “You might have something there. And I wouldn’t mind seeing them again. It’s been a while.”

“Well, you know that you’re always welcome here for a free sampling,” Robert laughed.

“Naw,” Dean laughed back. “I prefer their other holes.”

“So, how many did you manage to wrangle up so far?” Robert returned to their business venture.

“I managed to get five studs from various stud farms,” Dean explained. “A Wolfhound, two Shepherds, a Dalmatian and a St-Bernard. Of course I had to use an alias so that they can’t track us down, just in case things fall apart.”

“Sounds impressive,” the old man grinned, picturing what size of penis these animals must possess. “And you’re sure that they can perform adequately.”

“I got a money back guarantee from the sellers, ha-ha-ha!” He laughed. “I have all of their papers and past performance and they seem quite virile.”

“I’m sure that they are,” Robert smiled at the inferred pun.

“Mind you we might need to indoctrinate some of them with the girls,” Dean added. “Most dogs are not, shall we say, trained to perform out of their species.”

“That was a given from the get go,” Robert agreed. “But I’m sure they can teach them all they need to know.”

“As do I, as do I,” Dean smiled, remembering how Britney had seduced all of his dogs herself when this all began.

“But maybe you could find more family appropriate dogs in the next batch,” Robert then suggested. “You know, dogs like Spaniels, Collies, Labradors, or any other breed that comes to mind.”

“Why family dogs?” Dean asked, confused as to the nature of the request. “Won’t having them get fucked by huge dogs make good movies?”

“I’m sure they will,” Robert grinned. “But I was thinking of making some of the movies more, shall we say, realistic. Give the buyers the imagery of the possible rather than the improbable, you get what I’m talking about here.”

“I think I do,” Dean replied after thinking about it for a moment. “You want to make a bunch of movies as if it wasn’t a movie but some kid fooling around with her PET in her OWN home, is that it?”

“Now you’re getting it,” the older man smiled. “Oh sure, we’ll be making movies with these studs you found us, but I think the big money-makers will be our ‘home movie’ selection.”

“I suppose it is true that some people do fantasize about their daughter fooling around with the family pet,” Dean finally saw the light. “I mean just look at Britney’s parents, once they found out what she was doing they were all for it.”

“Excellent,” Robert smiled. “So why don’t you get on that and we’ll meet up this Saturday. Just bring them over this Saturday and I’ll let the girls know so they can make excuses to their family to meet us,” Robert laid out his intentions. “Though I do not believe that our little Britney needs much excuse with her family, does she.”

The both laughed at the 15-year-old’s freedom with her parents.

And so, with their plans set, Robert hung up and returned to running his Sex Shop as a steady stream of costumers walked in. The shy ones would meander around the video or erotic book section, while others went straight to the back after discovering the Gloryhole end of his business, many of those return customers.