Chapter 3: Following Orders

“What were you thinking? You stupid girl. Dad is going to be pissed. Do not think. Do not guess. All you have to do to volunteer is do as you are told and obey your betters at the club.” Mom started to yell at me like it was all my fault. I thought I was doing the right thing by sticking up for myself.

“It was so demeaning what Jim was doing to you, and I could not bear the thought of him doing it to me. It was overwhelming, and I did not know what I was doing.” Was I trying to make excuses for my actions?

“You be quiet. You are not thinking and are just spewing words. It would help if you thought about the why and how of what you did. Your dad will not tolerate you babbling like that. Get your thoughts together and calm down.” Mom called me out for my bullshit.

I took some ragged breaths. I was still shaking with fear. Was it fear, or was it defiance? I think I was afraid of losing myself, like I lost my mom. At least in my mind’s eye, she was no longer the same person. Was this new life I was discovering going to turn me into something I did not want, or was this something that I wanted, or has it already done its work? I have always had sexual thoughts, but I never acted on them. Was I just a slut waiting to discover the truth of who or what I was?

“That’s better, dear; ease your breathing, relax.”

Relax, yeah, right, that is a lot easier said than done. I was trying, but everything that happened today was a blur, I knew what happened in general, but I could not focus on any one thing. I could not decern the why of what I did. Sitting naked in the cafeteria - what was I thinking? I knew what I was thinking. Nothing; I had no honest thoughts in my head. Was that what mom was talking about? Try not to think about it; just have fun.

What happened at the guard shack? I had to think about it. Jim tased me to get me under control and then proceeded to do his job. He did no more to me than he did to my mom. It seemed he was not getting sexually aroused by his job. Damn, my mind is foggy. What a day I had.

I woke to my mom shaking me. “Come on; we are here. You need to get out of the car.” I looked around, still naked but thanked the powers, we were in the garage, and the door was closed.

“Come along, dear; we need to talk. Here drink this” She handed me an iced Tea.

Mom looked me in the face with solemn eyes. She was right. We did need to talk.

“I’m sorry, mom.”

“What are you sorry for? Be specific.” She would not let me slide with a simple apology; I had to state what I was sorry for.

“I am sorry for how I acted at the guard shack with Jim.”

“Better, can you explain why you acted as you did?”

“I think my mind was hanging on by a thread. Well, when I saw that man, Jim doing those nasty things without even a by your leave. It struck me as wrong.” I took a drink of tea. The liquid soothed my throat.

“Wrong in what way? You had just seen me in the nude before a bunch of people. I was sucking dick and getting brought to orgasms. What Jim did was more clinical than sexual, and it was quick. We, as volunteers, are subject to random inspections. It is all just part of what we do.”

“Mom, that’s the problem. Nobody told me anything all day. All this just happened to me with no warning. You send me to these old people nearly naked. I am stripped in the cafeteria; then I see you being used by everybody. Then you played with me on stage. At no time did anyone tell me what was happening or what I could expect. My god, mom, you are a slut!” another sip of tea – it was good tea.

“Yes, and happy about it. What I do, and I hope you will too, is very important to all those people in Green Oaks. Everything will become clear very soon.”

More delay, I sighed, “ok” There was something about Green Oaks I felt ‘needed’ there, like what I was doing was important. I had images of Sam’s face in my mind’s eye. His highly handsome face. His piercing blue eyes. My mind was calmed by thinking of Sam. Why I wondered for a second. What were we talking about again?

“Mom, what were we talking about? I can’t remember much about today, but I had a good time.” I remembered being naked and mom naked, but that seemed right in my mind, I looked down at my body, and I was naked. When did that happen? Were we still naked from volunteering? That must be it. I finished the tea in my hand.

“That’s ok, dear it was nothing, but you did something that you will have to apologize for.”

“Ok, mom, I can’t remember, but ok, I will do whatever you say” My mind was trying to work, but I could not think. But that’s ok.

“Go take a shower; Dad will be home soon. And don’t forget to shave your pussy. Dad likes a bare pussy.”

I turned and went to the shower. Dad likes them bare, ok. I needed to shave. Yes, I liked volunteering at Green Oaks. I believed mom, and I served a purpose. I did not know what purpose, but I did know mom, and it did serve a purpose. Sam’s visage popped into my mind and morphed into my dad’s face. I could feel the well-being flood over me. I would do anything they told me to. I needed to.

After my shower, I felt better. I could remember more of my day. And what I could not figure out was why I was so mad at Jim. He was doing his job, after all. One thing that I realized now was that everything was going to be OK. What to wear was my next problem—shorts and a t-shirt that sounded good. All my old clothes were missing, only the things mom got me yesterday. When or should I say who replaced my things? Mom had left before me, and we came home together. Deep breath, everything is going to be ok. I could not find underwear either. Ok, don’t think, Don’t guess, do. That sounded like a mantra that I had to keep reminding myself not to think. My body jerked as I remembered the helpless pain that the taser inflicted. Don’t think, Don’t Guess.

Pulling up the little shorts, I could imagine the field day Billy would have with me dressing like this. I had thought I saw him trying to peek at me in the bathroom. He was a little perv. I had a difficult time picking out a t-shirt as well. There were some with graphic sayings and images as well. One of the most acceptable to me was one with the Playboy logo on a pink t. It was cropped too. Finally, I could not delay any longer. I thought I heard dad come home.

“He was home. He was in his recliner sipping on scotch – single malt. He told people he only drank single malt I never understood - the unlit cigar in the corner of his mouth. There was a fire in his eye. Mom must have clued him in.

“Karla, come spend some time with your old man; Mom can handle getting supper ready.”

Was he mad? I could not tell. I was starting to get nervous. “Ok, dad,” was all I could muster up.

“I heard about your day. I want to ask you some questions.”

“Ok...” Standing in front of him with my eyes cast down, I could not look him in the eye.

“What part of today did you like the best?” That was not what I expected.

“I – ah -when a - I guess a when - mom a - mom made me cum” god, I was so nervous.

“Why are you so nervous? We are just talking; try again. What did you like the best?”

“When mom played with my pussy and made me cum” I spit the words out so fast that time I could barely understand myself.

“Relax, pumpkin; I think you said that when your mom played with you, you had an orgasm?”

“yes,” quietly under my breath, dad cleared his throat, “Yes, that was - I think it was the best.”

“Dad, you aren’t mad? I was naked in a room full of people Showing myself.”

“You were doing what you were told, correct? Then there is no problem. I told you to do what they told you to do. Ok, what about what you liked the least?”

Here it comes. “when we were inspected by the guard when we left the property.”

“Mom told me about that. I want to hear it from you.”

“He – Jim – was putting his hands all over mom, looking in her mouth and nose, and he stuck his hand up her pussy and in her butt. I freaked out and told him he would not do that to me...”

“And then what happened” his voice was calm, but his eyes had a fire; I could not let him down.

“He tased me and went down in so much pain.”

“Did he then inspect you?”

“yes, daddy, he hung me up by my wrists and proceeded to inspect me.”

“Did you let him do his inspection? Did you cooperate, or did you fight him?”

“I could not do anything. My body was so stunned, and he had me hanging. So I guess I cooperated well. I did not fight him.”

“Did anybody tell you what to expect to do random searches on volunteers?”

I started to relax a little bit, “No, daddy, nobody told me anything about what was happening all day” Did I have a way out of this mess? It seemed like there may be.

“Ok, do you understand what the volunteer does?”

“Dad, I think it is to entertain the residents.”

“Yes, that is part of it. The show in the cafeteria helps them a lot. However, not all volunteering will be public like that. You will be sent to somebody’s room that needs special entertainment. As well.”

“Ok, dad, but why the invasive inspections” I was getting some answers, but those answers left more questions.

“In the past, there were some things that came up missing. Well, a volunteer was caught stealing things. So we implemented the random inspections.”

“What did they do? Steal a pen by putting it up their butt,” I thought that was so far out that dad would laugh.

“Exactly an exceptionally rare pen. It was the pen that the people used to sign the charter for Green Oaks. It was a very important artifact.”

“Wow, I never knew the why. I guess it makes sense now.” It really did make sense to me that if some volunteers were taking advantage of those lovely old people, management needed to do something to help prevent that.

“Ok, I want you to apologize to Jim in the morning.”

“Ok, I can do that.”

“Are you sure? I don’t think you understand what I mean when I say you need to apologize.”

“What’s the big deal? I tell him I am sorry for acting like a fool.”

“June, you need to come in here, please. We have a couple of things to discuss”

Mom comes out of the kitchen. She does not have any clothes on, and her ass is red.

Mom looks at me with wide eyes. “Why do you have clothes on? Who told you to do that?”

She was more pissed than dad. “I thought you would want me to.”

“There you go thinking again. I told you not to think and not to guess. What are you waiting for, Strip!” Wow, she was pissed.

Dad said nothing, so I took my top off first. I was showing my dad my tits for the first time; I felt it would not be the last.

“Everything – take it all off” She was rushing me. I pulled on my almost nothing shorts, finally showing my dad my newly bare pussy.

Dad just smiled “that’s the way I like my girls. On display,”

“Two things, June; we need to discuss Billy and how to apologize.”

“What about Billy? He will be home tomorrow. I can’t be naked around him!” Did dad expect me to be naked all the time, even around my brother?

“I have some goals and expectations I am setting for Bill. And both of you are a big part of that. I want you to let him ‘Catch’ you doing things, and I would like him to blackmail you, Karla, into doing things for him.”

“What do you want him to catch me in the shower?” Billy nearly caught me before. What a perv,

“Yes, that’s part of the plan, don’t close the bathroom door all the way. Leave it cracked a good bit. So he can check you out. Let’s see what he does then.”

That seemed too pervy to show off to Billy on purpose.

“Ok, Karla, you are not to wear underwear any longer. That way, you can flash your pussy and ass but make it look like an accident.”

“And her tits Joe. Don’t forget she has to have some nip slips as well.”

“Ok, we will play it by ear and see what Bill will do with a nearly naked sister.”

“What are you going to tell him about my change in clothing?” It seemed such a drastic change, but I was getting more excited about it.

“Whose birthday is today? We got you a whole new wardrobe. That is what we will tell him.”

“I’m sorry, dad. How could I have forgotten.”

“Ok, Bill is taken care of, June. Does she know how to give a Blow Job?” What the hell, that came out of the left field?

“I don’t know. Her application questionnaire said she never did give or receive oral” I had nothing private anymore, I guess.

Dad looked at me with those sparkling eyes again.” We need to see if she is a fast learner; Karla have you any idea of how to give a blow job?”

“Ah - I saw Mom; she gave a blow job to Sam.”

“Do you think you could do that?” I remembered mom taking the huge dick down her throat. No way I could do that.

“I don’t see how she could swallow that thing, Dad; she had it all the way down.”

“Oh, I love when I have a dick in my throat, baby. I feel so happy to be used like that. It’s like one core gift I can give people.”

“Mom! TMI, I did not need to know that” Mom and dad talked about blow jobs and how much she enjoyed them.

“No, it is not too much information. You need all the knowledge you can get. Come here and take your father’s dick out of his pants.”

I looked at mom and then back to dad. Dad had a smile on his face; Mom had a determined look. “Go ahead; You need to learn. I will not be embarrassed tomorrow with a daughter that does not know how to give decent head.”

“You do have a reputation to live up to, Karla; your mom is very good at giving Oral; come on, time is wasting” They both wanted me to suck on dad’s dick. This was not the same family I had yesterday, that is for sure. What choice did I have? I kneeled in front of dad; I immediately noticed the prominent bulge in his crotch. I fumbled at his belt, forcing my fingers to undo the buckle nervously. It took a while, and dad did not help me—just that silly smile on his face. I would have freaked out if I did not consider it silly.