Chapter 1

“Going once! Going twice! A date with the mouth of Doctor Holman is sold to Allen Berry for $300!” announced Mrs. Denise Carter over the PA. Denise smiled at the doctor. “Congratulations Doctor Holman. The auction of your mouth has set a new record for this event. Your mouth and the sale of your clothes, have raised,” Denise looked at her tablet, “three hundred and twenty dollars for the remodel of the BDSM room.”

The was clapping and whistles from the women and teens in the large well appointed living room. Denise Carter was president of the MILF club of St Dominic’s or MoD. The mission statement of the club involved mother’s teaching their teen sons how women should be treated, such as objects and playthings for their son’s personal use, teaching their son’s about misogyny. More importantly, the mother’s were teaching their son’s about sex and the submissive role women play in sexual relationships. This was the same mission statement for the father daughter club called the SLUT club of St Dominic’s, or SoD. Father’s treating their daughter’s as objects and playthings, and teaching their daughter’s of the importance of misogyny and how to be submissive during sex.

Mrs. Carter’s comments appeared to make Wendy Holman, 36 years-old, a five foot nine blonde with tear drop breasts with large areola’s and quarter inch nipples, turn an additional shade or two of red. She was standing nude on a make shift stage at the front of the room where the audience of mother’s and son’s could see that her blushing affected her entire body. Behind her were five other mother’s whose orifices had also been auctioned. Wendy was one of three female doctors whose son’s attended the exclusive St Dominic’s Private High School for Boys and Girls. The female doctors all had very private practices in town. In addition to Wendy who took care of boys fourteen to seventeen, there was Mrs. Renee Timmons, PhD Gynecologist, who took care of women and girls, and Mrs. Deborah Kinsey, PhD in General Practice, or GP, who took care of men 18 and older.

Wendy was born and raised in a St Dominic family, like all the other mother’s here. Her father taught her all about sex, BDSM, bondage, sexism, and most importantly misogyny. Father daughters had their own club on campus where girls, fourteen to seventeen, were taught the finer points of misogyny. Her mother and older brother came to this same mansion she was standing in now. When she graduated from St Dominic’s, she swore she would never come back as she went off to college with hopes of attending medical school. Life though has a way of bringing one back into the fold.

While at university, she started dating Ben Holman, a fellow St Dom high school alumni who graduated a year before her. They knew each other, even had some of the same friends. She knew that Ben had fucked her mother at this same club just like his father had fucked her at the father daughter club. There were no secrets between St Dom families. The mother’s and daughter’s were swapped freely between the males of St Dom families. The males joked about why bother getting married? But it was a way of life that had dominated the small city since its founding four hundred years before.

At first Wendy resisted his attempts at asking her out on a date, but university was a lonely place and she was lonely. To her dismay, she found that she missed the fucking and sucking, it was nice to be wanted by a male. As far as she could tell, Ben and her were the only two St Dom kids at this university. It was when Ben jokingly asked her to carry his backpack and walk two paces behind him between classes that her stomach tingled and there was that familiar blood rush between her legs. Against her better judgment, she did just that.

Wendy graduated university at 21 with a degree in biology and moved into an apartment with Ben. She got a job as a receptionist at a company owned by a St Dom alumni. At 22, she became pregnant with Donnie and at 23, married Ben.

It was a nude wedding at the exclusive St Dominic’s golf club. Men and teen boys wore their finest tux, neatly tailored. The mother’s and their teen daughter’s were nude. The females wore their black patented six inch stiletto’s, white thigh stockings with pink bows at the top. Some females wore decorative nipple clamps with a chain, others wore black leather spike collars. Just about all the teen girls had anal beads dangling from their anus, it was all the fashion rage.

Wendy wore her mother’s white wedding veil, white thigh stockings and six inch black stiletto’s. As with all St Dom weddings, it was an orgy of flesh and debauchery, stripper poles, and rape tables. Wendy remembered she was secured to a rape table and passed around during the wedding reception, men and boys using her mouth, anus and cunt.

Ben allowed Wendy to attend medical school as that would increase his financial standing in the local community and within the state political party. Ben was a political operative in CRAP, Conservative Religious Action Party, a person of importance, whose opinions on political issues carried a lot of weight. Ben could point to his wife as a good and proper woman who supported her husband while earning him money.

In two years, Ben would be initiating their daughter Lisa in the SoD. There would be a virginity taking ceremony where the mother would be formally invited to the SoD to assist with her daughter’s virginity taking. The mother would be on her hands and knees, naked, while the daughter laid on the mother’s back, facing up with her legs pulled back. The daughter’s head would be resting on her mother’s head. The father would take his daughter’s virginity while the mother held her up. The girl would be considered a woman and her father and others within the SoD would teach her how to support the St Dom community.

St Dominic’s was a feeder school for exclusive private universities that catered to the white male privileged elite of the CRAP. Wealthy families sent their sons and daughter’s to the high school for their Freshman to Senior year. The main requirement was that mother’s had to enroll in the MILF club and attend weekend meetings and other activities at the mansion. Father’s joined the SLUT club while their daughters where in high school, with younger siblings not allowed to attend either club until they came of age.

Both clubs were identical 10,000 foot, 10 bedroom, 12 bath mansions on the opposite ends of the campus. The MILF’s and SLUT’s had the job of keeping both mansions up-to-date and so their was constant remodeling and upgrades going on that required money.

The school campus was 5000 acres of rolling hillside, pastures, and forests, which was totally private and not open to the public. An exclusive subdivision was built around the campus. The subdivision had gated access, and a ten foot wall with barbed wire and broken glass embedded on the top. The wall surrounded the community and screamed to any outsiders, “Keep Out!”

There was an 18 hole golf course with club house that was staffed exclusively by the wives and teen daughter’s of the golfers. The minimum age requirement for a boy or girl to enter the golf club was 14. The female staff attended to every need of the male membership. From locker room and shower attendants, to chef’s and servers, to strippers in the dance lounge. It was at the golf club where husband’s and son’s could partake in the bodily delights of the other members wives and daughter’s.

“Okay everybody that concludes this month’s auction. Remember that next month we’ll add something new. You boys will be able to bid on the whole mother instead of one of her three holes.” There was clapping and cheering from the group. “The funds raised for next month’s auction will go to remodeling the water sports playroom.” There was more clapping and cheering.

The club had an auction once a month to raise funds for different projects that added benefit for their son’s pleasure. The rules of the auction stated that six mother’s should volunteer to be sold. If there were no volunteers, then a lottery was held.

The boys earned money for the auction by selling their mother’s for sex to the male faculty and other boys at the high school and to father’s who were not golf members. Sometimes the son sold his mother’s whole body, which made the most money, or sold her anus, cunt, or mouth separately. It taught the boys negotiation skills, the value of a dollar, and working hard to obtain a goal. The MoD had a website maintained by the boys. On it had the bio’s of their mother’s and a head shot picture. The interested buyer contacted the son and made arrangements with him.

For the auction, the mother was required to wear a white blouse, black skirt, bra and panties. She had to wear six inch stiletto’s and white thigh stockings. The auction always started with selling her blouse, then skirt, then bra and finally panties. Then the real bidding started. The selected mother’s drew a lottery in which two mother’s would have their anus auctioned, two would have their cunts auctioned and two would have their mouth’s auctioned. Wendy drew the mouth.

The mouth, cunt, and anus were sold as dates, meaning, whoever the winning bid was, got a “date” with her anus, cunt or mouth at a location outside the mansion. The location could be the mother’s house, the boy’s house, the school, or the golf club, it was the winners choice.

For the mother who drew the auction of her anus, she had to turn around, bend over at the waist and pull her ass cheeks apart. Denise would describe the attributes of the mother’s anus to the bidders. Things like, “See this little curl on her muscle, imagine her squeezing her anus to pinch off her poop and this curl makes a nice clean cut.” Or she would describe the tight warm feeling of the inside of the mother’s anus as she pushed three, sometimes four fingers into the cavity.

Next, would be the two mother’s who had drew the cunt auction. The mother stood facing the bidders, spread her legs a little and pull her cunt lips back, displaying herself. Denise would describe the virtues of the cunt. Like pulling on the mother’s cunt lips, rubbing the mother’s clit, and poking her fingers in to the mother’s cunt while mentioning to the bidders how warm and moist it was.

Lastly, was the two mother’s whose mouth would be auctioned. Denise would run her fingers around the mother’s lips and into her mouth as she described how moist and warm the mother’s mouth was, just right for a young and virile cock. Most times Denise would have the mother open her mouth wide and she would spit into it. “See boys,” she would point out, “just imagine that’s your cum squirting into her pretty mouth.”

When it was Wendy’s turn, Denise said, “Remember boys, this is Doctor Holman’s first time being sold at auction.” There was clapping and whistles. Wendy and Don had been with the club since the start of the school year six months ago. In those six months she had not volunteered to be auctioned as their were plenty of other mother’s who did. This month though, there were only five mother’s who volunteered. Wendy’s name came up during the lottery.

Now ten minutes later Wendy was completely naked after her clothes had been sold. Her blouse and skirt went for ten dollars each by a Freshman boy she didn’t know, Billy, a senior, brought her bra for fifteen dollars and Jason, a senior, brought her panties for twenty. Jason was clowning around with her panties on his head making his friends laugh. But it was Wendy’s mouth that garnered the most attention.

Denise auctioned her mouth to the boys by asking them, “Which one of you wouldn’t want the mouth of an educated woman wrapped around your cock? Look at this wonderful mouth attached to this beautiful face. Maybe you’d like to spit on it as her mouth works your cock.” Denise cleared her throat and spit on the left side of Wendy’s cheek. “Doesn’t she look cuter now?” The women and boys cheered and clapped. “And who wouldn’t want to slap this face around a little?” Denise ran her fingers around Wendy’s lips. “You don’t mind a few slaps on your face, do you Doctor Holman?”

Wendy smiled weakly. “Um, no, I guess not.” She really didn’t like getting slapped. Ben and Donnie did that a lot, especially with their cock in her mouth.

Denise ran her fingers around the inside of Wendy’s mouth, then she cleared her throat again and spit into it. “Just look at that cum catcher boys, just the perfect fit for your cock!”

Denise moved Wendy’s hair away from her left ear. “And these ears! Just the right size to grab onto as you pretend you’re skull fucking her.” The boys and mother’s laughed. Denise started the bidding at $200 and a couple of minutes later Allen Berry had the winning bid of $300.

“Okay boys, please make sure to set up your dates before you leave this evening. If you leave without setting a time and date, you’ll forfeit your winning bid. And please don’t forget Mrs. Jillian Rice in the Bukkake room, please make her feel welcomed.” There was more clapping and cheering.

The New Comers room, or the Bukkake room as it was known, was where a new mother was introduced to the boys. The new mother had to kneel in the middle of the floor for four hours with a five minute break at the top of the hour to stretch her legs. The boys were encouraged to shoot their cum on the new mother and if they couldn’t cum, then spit on her. At the end of the four hours, the other mother’s had to lick the cum and spit from her body, all of them together and at the same time with their wrists secured behind their back. It was great fun to watch the “clean-up” afterwards. The boys had low voltage tasers during the clean-up and if the mother wasn’t enthusiastic enough, she was tasered somewhere on her body. It was great fun to watch the mother’s compete with each other as they licked the body clean, their heads pushing each other out of the way, their tongues wrestling with each other as they rushed to clean-up the mess.

As Wendy stepped off the podium her son Don walked up to her. “Fuckin A mom. I knew your mouth would be a big hit. I’m very proud of you and look at me, my cock was rock solid watching you being sold.” Son’s were not allowed to bid on their mother’s. Donnie had bid on two of the mother’s but was outbid each time. He made three hundred dollars this week selling Wendy’s anus to his physics teacher and English teacher. After school of course, as his mother had a medical practice to run.

Wendy smiled taking hold of his cock and ran her thumb over the tip. “Well, I’m sure glad that’s over. I was so fucking nervous. I was sure that none of the boys would bid that much on my mouth. That would have been so embarrassing! But you’re right. I’m very turned on right now. Does it show?”

“Fuck yeah, your cunt is more swollen than usual and my cock needs relief.”

“It wouldn’t have been so bad if Jason hadn’t felt me up when he took off my panties. He should pay extra for that,” Wendy said in mocking disgust. “It’s just as well that I don’t have any panties to wear. I’m so wet right now that I’d just soak them anyhow. I’ll have to put a towel on the car seat so I don’t leave a stain.”

“Don’t worry mom I’ll make sure I fuck it dry in the game room. I think your turn is coming up.”

Just then Allen Berry walked up. “Hey Doctor Holman, my cock can’t wait for it’s date with your mouth. When is it available?”

“Um,” without her smart phone which had her work schedule on it, Wendy had to remember what her schedules were. “I think next Friday would work, say six? Where at?”

“I was thinking a nice candle lit dinner at the golf club, you’re paying of course, then you do a striptease for my cock in the dance room as you finish it off there,” Allen smiled.

“Okay,” smiled Wendy. “What time should I pick you up?”

“I have my drivers license now,” Allen replied proudly. “I’ll come by and pick you up at six, that way, your mouth and my cock can spend more time together. Oh make sure you wear an evening dress. I’m wearing my orgy tux.”

“Great it’s a date then,” smiled Wendy as Allen walked away.

“Strip tease for his cock, huh?” smiled Donnie.

Just then the PA came alive with a female voice. “Dr. Wendy Holman, Mrs. Jenny Stafford, and Mrs. Julie Dearman, five minutes to the start of your furniture duty in the game room.”

Furniture duty was where the mother, while on her hands and knees and the boys cock in her anus or cunt, would have a pane of glass placed on her back that held finger foods and drinks for the boys as they played their games. The glass table as it were, would start at her ass cheeks and end about six inches or so past her head. If the mother lowered her head to give her neck a rest, the glass would tip over, so she had to stay perfectly still and straight using her body and head to prevent anything from spilling on the glass. A mirror was placed on the floor under her face so that she could look at herself.

The boy would sit in an adjustable chair that was the same height as the mother’s anus or cunt. The mother would back herself up to the boys cock, allowing it to penetrate either hole, then the glass would be placed on her back. The boy however, would move back and forth, up and down as he worked his controller during the game. Staying perfectly still was a challenge. Game room rules stated that the mother got a five minute rest at the top of every hour.

The PA came alive again, this time with Denise’s voice. “First of all, the club is delighted to announce that thanks to Mrs. Helen Spencer, Mrs. Bonnie Wilson, Mrs. Jan Grimes, Doctor Wendy Holman, and Mrs. Tricia Benton, we’ve raised twelve hundred dollars today. Also we want you all to know that Mrs. Janet Quentin, Mrs. Holly Barnes, Mrs. Barbara Dahlquist, Mrs. Becky Thomas, and myself, have volunteered to be sold next month.”

The mother’s and son’s clapped loudly. It was always interesting to see who the mother’s were going to be for next month’s auction.

Donnie smiled. “Mrs. Thomas? Fuck, she’s one of the cutest mother’s here.”

“Hey!” Wendy laughed. “What about me?”

“You too of course,” chuckled Donnie. “I’m gonna have to sell you a bunch of times before the next auction mom, cause I think Mrs. Thomas will fetch a high bid.”

“Well, sell me at a higher price and I’ll add an extra benefit or two for the person for high tip.” Wendy had a sly look on her face.

“Fuck yeah!” smiled her son.

“Well I’m off, it’s my turn to strip for the boys,” Denise smiled.

“Have fun,” Wendy replied. She walked down the hallway and stopped in the doorway of the Bukkake room. Mrs. Rice was kneeling in the middle of the room, covered in spit and cum. Two boys were standing on either side of her.

“What a fucking disgusting whore your mom is,” Tommy Bell said as he pulled on his cock.

“I know, my dad says she isn’t a very good cock sucker, says its up to me to improve her skills,” replied John Rice.

Tommy stuck his finger in his nose, moved it around a couple of times, pulled it out with a big booger on the tip. “Watch this,” Tommy said. He wiped the booger on the tip of Mrs. Rice’s nose.

John laughed. “Fucking Rudolph the booger nose bitch!”

Julie smiled up at her son as he cleared his throat and spit on her.

Wendy smiled to herself. She remembered when she was kneeling here six months ago. Cum and spit covered her, the boys laughing at her, making fun of her. The same boys she saw in her practice, giving them physicals for sports, medicine for their colds, bandaging them up because of cuts, scrapes and twisted ankles.

In an hour all the mother’s in the mansion will gather in the room to lick her clean. One of them would have to eat the booger. They would move the table from the corner of the room and the mother would lay on her back first. The other mother’s would lick her from head to toe, cleaning up the mess. Then the mother would turn over on her stomach and they would lick her from her neck to the soles of her feet. All the while the boys would tase them, laughing as mother’s jumped and yelped. Their sons would tase them for no other reason than it was fun to watch them jump and squeal in a little pain.

John took a handful of his mother’s hair and wiped his cock with it. “You have an hour mom. Then the fun starts.”

Julie kept smiling at her son. The mother could not talk while in the room and they were instructed to smile no matter what. Focus on the boy’s pleasure, not your discomfort, the new mother’s were told.

Wendy continued down the hallway.

“Hey Doctor Holman,” it was Adam, a Freshman. Standing next to him were Bart and Chris. “Donnie sold your holes to us.” The three boys were in Donnie’s class.

“Well I’m to be in the game room,” Wendy smiled. “Maybe later?”

“Fuck them,” Bart said. “We paid, they can wait.”

The boys took her to one of the bedrooms. Wendy was sandwiched between Bart and Adam, Bart with his cock in her cunt and Adam vigorously fucking her ass, while Chris pushed his cock down her throat. As the boys came close to cumming, they had Wendy kneel on the floor and they stood in a circle around her. They jerked their cocks up and down and came at the same time. They came on her face but mostly on her hair.

Wendy stopped by the bathroom to clean-up, wiping the cum from her face and using a wash cloth to clean the strands of cum from her hair. Then she blow dried her hair and combed it neatly. A mother must always present herself in the best possible way.