Chapter 33

(BONUS CONTENT – what follows is what happens that evening and into the next day – think of this as the extended scenes included in a UHD 4K version of a Blu-Ray. We felt we told the story but we had more to tell.)

“I think I’d rather use that sweet screened in pool of yours than go to the beach, Bro!” Dylan joked.

“I don’t think my mom would like the bathing suit I’ve picked out for Barbie tomorrow,” Joe quipped.

“Fine, I’ll go,” Becky spoke up. She was still on the ground with her face between Barbie’s legs. “I’ll do anything if you let me stop eating this nasty, raw pussy!” Becky was half-joking. She secretly enjoyed the taste of Barbie but she didn’t want to let on.

“Cool beans,” Joe agreed and let the girls finish up and get dressed.

“I am not going to call you Sir or assume these slutty positions for you tomorrow though,” Barbie insisted.

“That’s fine, Barbie will though” Joe replied.

“You can spank me if I get too mouthy but NOT out in the open in front of everyone. Is that understood?” Becky felt the need to add another stipulation.

“What about you, Dylan? You in?” Joe ignored Becky’s additional demand for rules. He didn’t want to smile but he could tell she was impressed he had dared to spank her at all. “Yeah, I could enjoy a little time at the beach.” Dylan replied.

The girls were coated in sweat, cum, and spit. Their bodies were bruised from having their butts spanked and their pussies were red and sore. Their throats hurt because they sucked so many cocks it stretched the muscles in the back of their throats. Becky had a reputation as a gang bang slut but it was something of a myth – at least until tonight.

Becky was an adrenalin junkie and the kind of girl who liked to get on thrill rides and roller coasters – and this felt like one to her. She was ready to get off of it, go home and take a shower now. She gingerly put on her skimpy dress so she didn’t ruin it with the cum and sweat.

Barbie was feeling excited as well. She faced her fears and she was no longer going to be seen as a shy wall-flower – that was for certain. She was high on adrenalin and excited – she could have kept fucking if there had been more boys. She knew her mother would be worried about them if they stayed too long after the dance.

“May I get dressed now, Sir?” Barbie had finally asked after she’d finished scraping some cum off her nose, playing with it and dutifully spitting it back into her elongated and very full condom. She hadn’t hurried to do her recycling. She practiced with the cum to get used to the taste and the consistency in her mouth.

“No. You have cum and spit all over your chest. You’ll unnecessarily mess up the dress and I like seeing you naked anyway. I’m sure Dylan prefers you naked too, slut.”

Barbie was getting used to being called a slut in front of her date. Even though she didn’t think Dylan would be interested in having a second date with her now that he’d seen her fuck a bunch of guys, he was still a nice guy and hearing her brother call her a slut right in front of Dylan left her feeling torn. She knew that being a slut was considered a bad thing but at the same time, it’s what she wanted. Dylan would have to deal with it or not. It was his choice, she decided.

“Okay, Sir. Thank you for clarifying. Becky? Don’t you want to save your dress too? It would be nice if I wasn’t the only naked slut? Please?”

Becky was quiet for a second while she decided whether or not to even pretend she hadn’t heard Barbie. She couldn’t deny it had been somehow exciting to be naked and she could easily peel off the dress again but there was nothing in it for her other than the thrill of being nude outside. Joe didn’t seem to care either way.

“Watch who you call a slut, whore!” Becky was half-joking when she made the comment.
“I made my money and I’m ready to get out of this shithole. It’s not like I wore a rag here. This is my best dress and I had PLANNED to showcase it. I’m going to at least wear it until we get back to the trailer!”

Barbie didn’t want to argue with Becky. She knew that she would probably ruin the dress with cum and sweat stains before she made it back to the trailer.

Joe had considered insisting Becky walk naked through the parking lot, but he wanted to see if she would offer by herself and she’d made no move to do so even when Barbie asked. Joe didn’t push the matter. After all, Becky was just his date and he hadn’t decided yet if she was worth the trouble of seeing again. After all, he had Barbie to take care of his dick and he was looking forward to taking her asshole next.

“Hey don’t look at me, Becky. It’s not like I need to do ALL the thinking for my Homecoming date. This was a one-time fun thing is all,” Joe grinned devilishly at Becky.

“It was a pleasure doing business with you and all that but I don’t need or want a full time Boss! I like getting my ass slapped sometimes but that is as far as it goes, Becky Harrumphed.
Becky realized she most likely would have removed the dress again if Joe had insisted she do it. Since he hadn’t, she was just as content to take charge too.

When Joe offered to take her hand and walk with her through the parking lot she took it. She didn’t go in for sweet valentines and walking hand in hand normally. She felt like the person who liked the most in a relationship was the one who had nothing to bargain with. She didn’t want to get hurt either and the easiest way was to avoid relationships.

She hated to admit it was nice to hold someone’s hand though. After all the rough treatment behind the dumpster she enjoyed the feel of his touch as they walked together.

Barbie was a stickler for rules. She was supposed to be walking in front and slightly to the right of her brother. Dylan had taken her hand and the two of them fell in behind Becky and Joe.

Barbie found herself maneuvering to put herself in her ‘proper’ position without specifically requesting that Dylan let her. She hoped Dylan wasn’t getting attached to her the way he’d grabbed her hand. She was Joe’s not Dylan’s. She had hoped that by now, he understood that. She wanted to be polite though.

Even if she had not changed over the last few days she doubted it would work with Dylan. She would have never have been able to reconcile how wild it was at their house with him. She would have looked down her nose at him as well. She hated to admit it but she was stuck up and didn’t even realize it until she started to compare her new life with her old one.

Dylan laughed when he saw his dad’s truck in the empty lot. The truck was clear over the other side of the well-lit parking lot, parked in the only area where a row trees provided some shadows. They all saw even from here that Harlan Simmons appeared to be asleep sitting up in the truck.

“I guess we’d better walk around the outside of the lot unless you want to put your dress on?” Dylan asked Barbie as if it had been her idea to stay naked.

“Hell no. I for one like to see Barbie’s butt jiggle while she walks and you can’t see it as well in shadow,” Joe laughed. The decision was made for Barbie. Joe reached back and slapped his sister’s bottom. The slap permitted Barbie an excuse to jockey in front and to the right of her brother so that she could obey his rules. She was OCD like that. There weren’t many cars in the parking lot but it was still bright enough someone could see that she was naked while the others wore clothes.

This was really pushing the limits of what she believed she was capable of doing. She had fucked so many boys tonight – many of whom she knew that she felt overwhelmed.

“Hey, if we ever decide to do this again we should have a designated fluffer to tease the guys before the main attraction. Do you think Ariel would be down? I bet we could get Marilyn to do it,” Becky theorized as they walked.

Barbie had wondered just how much Marilyn participated in things around the house. She had to be aware but she wasn’t sure if she actually got on the floor for flappy Fridays. This had to be a reason she loved spending so much time at her house with Ariel and never invited Ariel over to their house. She worried that Marilyn might spill the beans about the things she did at the trailer to Ariel. Ariel knew she was playing some naughty games but the way she sold it was innocent truth or dare stuff not literally participating in a gang bang for money.

“Nah, Marilyn is too much of a tight ass,” Dylan dismissed the idea of his little sister participating and Becky agreed. It left room for Barbie to wonder how things worked when Marilyn was at the trailer.

“What about Ariel?” Dylan asked Joe seriously.

Joe looked at him as if he had just asked him to cut off one of his arms. He had been happy to share Barbie with the football team but that had been her idea to give herself to him. She was being trained to be a perfect slut. He still regarded Pinkerbell as the baby of the family and a perfect little angel.

“Whoa, don’t cut my dick off. I was just asking,” Dylan apologized with a grin.

As they got closer to the truck Becky started yelling and making noise to wake Harlan up. It only heightened the chances of someone noticing that Barbie was naked in the nearly abandoned parking lot. Harlan didn’t budge. “I swear, I am going to tie that that lazy motherfucker’s balls up one day and hang him outside!” Becky insisted angrily.

“Why don’t you try being nice? You’ve tried being stubborn, obstinate, and calling him names. What if you took some of that five hundred dollars and bought your Dad a few steaks?” Joe asked. He was still holding her hand.

“Then that motherfucker would KNOW I was up to some shady shit up here tonight. How else would I have money? You can’t tell anyone at my house that Dylan or I have cash or they will find a way to get it from us before morning,” Becky squeezed his hand hard to let him know she was serious.

“Deal, but you can’t tell my family about my arrangement with my sister either. I don’t even want Marilyn to know,” Joe must have been thinking about the same thing Barbie was and Marilyn was a loose end. If his mother found out about the gang bang she’d probably have a heart attack.

“I think it will probably get back to your little brother and sister,” Dylan nodded that they would keep it secret but he doubted it would stay that way much longer.

“So what are you two anyway? Like full on Master and Slave?” Barbie asked. She scrunched her nose up with disgust as if the idea did not appeal to her at all. “This isn’t a lost bet or something?”

Joe quickly explained that after seeing how things worked at Becky’s house they became inspired. “Barbie wanted to stop being a shy bookworm carbon copy of her mother. She asked me to take control of her and put her in her place 24 hours a day. I’ve been training her to be an obedient slut,” Joe stated proudly.

“Why would you want to be a dumb, slutty bimbo when you could be so much more? You are pretty, smart, and you have manners,” Becky turned to ask Barbie quite seriously what could have possessed her to give away her freedom and choice.

“Yeah my Sister and Aunt don’t have much choice. This is the best they can do for themselves,” Dylan teased Becky playfully and indicated even dressed she looked like a total whore. Her hair was all fucked up and she was walking funny after taking so many dicks.

“I like being owned by my brother. I asked him to take charge of me and this is what I want, Sir” Barbie addressed Dylan.

Becky seemed perplexed and shrugged. “It’s the honeymoon phase. Give it time. My mom did the same thing and now she regrets it. Dad washes her ass out with a garden hose at night.”

“She loves it,” Dylan teased his sister and suggested she would love it too. “After all the goo you got upside you tonight you may need to ask Dad to bend you over the air conditioning unit and give you a redneck enema too!”