Episode 324: GABBY HAZE

Travis Herbert hated to see his girl go. The second Sable McKellen and his mother left the house he bolted down the staircase and stood in the doorway waving like a lost soul. Sable completely overlooked him while chatting with Kelly over the whole teaching her to be a slave thing. Even as she backed out onto the street Travis saw Sable unbuttoning Dominic’s borrowed shirt. Seeing so much skin had him stressed beyond imagine. He understood what Sable was attempting in her quest to get past her shyness and be more open minded for Trav, but it just felt ... overpowering. “If I’m the master it should be my shirt you’re wearing, not King Kong’s snot rag. This sucks ass.”

While on the street Sable did look over finally and saw how saddened he appeared. In an attempt to show him things were fine Sable appeared giddy yet nervous to be alone with Kelly. Waving vividly at Travis as he stepped outside the house made up for ignoring him. That is until Kelly hit the gas to keep up with Dominic’s lead foot. She barely had a chance to blow him a kiss before leaving him behind. Trav kicked the sidewalk with his toe multiple times before hearing a voice.

“You know McKellen’s going to dump you, right?”

Voice recognized Travis closed his eyes and clenched both fists. Turning he spotted Knox Hardecker up on his balcony, all alone for once. Evidently his sidekick Dip Poole was working at McRonald’s today. “Not going to happen Hardecker! She loves me.” Fingers crossed!

“Riiiight!” Knox blew nicotine from his lips trying for a smoke ring but finding it impossible due to a light breeze between their houses. “Wait and see, Perbert. She’s too hot for you and she’s figuring that out. I hear things, you know that. Word is she’s flirting hard with Furlong ... even Samson and some hillbilly punk Custer. It won’t be long now, and you’ll be bawling your eyes out.” Knox used his knuckle as if rubbing his eyes and made a baby crying noise.

“Fuck you, Hardecker. I’m done putting up with your bullying. You want a fight bring it on Asshat.”

“Careful Perbert! You’re all alone now. No bodybuilder, no big ass dog, or any football players to back you up. You know I’d drop you like a...” He flicked his cigarette butt at him, “ ... you get the idea.”

“Did you forget I have video of you and Dip trying to rape me in my yard? I haven’t used it ... yet. Keep fucking with me and I’ll humiliate you. I’m already living with what you and your posse have done to me. You do realize every time you fuckers undress me; it makes you look queer like you want me?” Knox turned pale; he was right. It did look bad. He hadn’t really thought heavily on that fact.

“Can’t be queer if I undressed your girlfriend too.” Was all he had.

“Yeah, and that doesn’t look like rape.” Trav rolled his eyes. “You’re lucky none of us called the cops on you.”

“It’s because my dad would have had the case thrown out in five minutes. You don’t stand a chance. Besides, I think Sable liked it when we stripped her.” He knew so after she let, he and the Terrible Trio play with her right under Perbert’s balcony without him knowing. While this would be the perfect time to share that info he wanted more out of Sable and had sworn to keep it secret. For now, at least! “You just don’t see it. She’s hiding her true desires.”

“Whatever!” For a brief moment Travis recalled the day the twins sunbathed by Piper Cherry’s pool, the day Travis rescued the girls from Knox and Dip trying to seduce them. While even that day looked bad, it was an eye opener. He did see a hint of the girls liking being pawed up. Hero of the day interrupting them seemed the right thing to do, but again he might have missed something. Trav did not need to hear this, he was already sweating over the chance he might not actually lose his virginity to Sable this weekend. He didn’t need anything more to ruin his confidence. Enough! Turning away Travis was the better man.

On his perch Knox Hardecker reflected on what Travis had brought up. “Rape? Whatever dude! Sable let me fuck her thigh gap. That says it all you dumb ass. She wants more than your stupid ass has to offer. You can bet I’m hitting that honey hole here soon. If I can play the game just right, I’ll be tapping her Saturday night while you’re sleeping and sucking your thumb.” He was ego optimistic! Looking out over the four tents in the McKellen backyard he was already forming a plan. “1 tent, 2 tent, 3 tent, WHORE! No lights out back I might just be the best birthday party planner ever. The invite list is growing. I just might hit Kelly in the tent right next to her kid. That is if Bulk Hogan stays away.” Chuckling he referred to Dominic as trailer trash. “Trailer? Hmm! There’s an idea.” Calls were made and buds were put on standby.

As long as Dom wasn’t an issue his plan was going to be perfect.

Turning left onto the main street running alongside Hooter’s Crossing, Kelly hurried to keep up with her master. Traffic was slightly hectic, people getting off of work for the day. Add in public mass transit and cranky cab drivers it was almost hard keeping up with Dominic.

“Thanks for inviting me to go shopping.” Sable aimed for chipper, knowing well that she needed to keep communication going.

“This will be fun. It has been ages since I’ve had another girl to go do things with. When I helped your father clean house today in return for letting me combine Trav’s birthday with you and your sister, I realized just how much I owed your parents. Dom even helped. That was a pleasant surprise.”

“Why do you say that? Is it because he’s your master?”

“He did not have to help.” She was searching for the right words so as not to make Dominic look bad. “He is a very busy man. He works hard to make a living, and support...” This was not going to be easy, “ ... you know I don’t have a job. Dom helps me pay bills. I feel obligated to be there for his needs.”

“Do you ever think of getting remarried?”

“Oh, no! That will never happen. We have both agreed that will never be in our future. I simply like his company, he mine.”

“Do I owe you an apology? I mean, it wasn’t really my fault that Dom had sex with you in front of Travis and I the other day. That was crazy. Does he do things that impulsively all the time?”

“While yes it was untimely, I was forbidden to hide it. This is a topic that I fear you shouldn’t know much about. Your father might be cross with me for indulging too much.”

“You said Dom wanted you to teach me to be a slave. If I was worried about my dad, I wouldn’t be here with you now. I’m learning to curb my shyness, which is why you’ve seen me showing off so heavily of late in bikinis. I see how Travis responds to my sister’s outrageous acts in school. I’m a little jealous of her. She has so many boys chasing after her it’s unreal. I think she’s acting up because my mom gets away with so much. Can I say something which is probably out of line?”

“You can talk to me about anything.”

“I know my dad is having sex with you. I overheard mom and him talking about it. Mom is fine but I can understand why. She sleeps with others a lot.”

“Henry told me that Josie knew of us. I am sorry if ... no, I am not sorry that I enjoy your father. As you know Dominic orders me to entertain men, that is how your father and I started. Please do not tell Travis I am enjoying your father. He would not understand. In seeing you that would appear troublesome in his fragile thoughts.”

“I won’t betray you, Kelly.” Unless Dom told her too of course! She was definitely hiding her own rebellious playtime with Kelly’s master. Her secrets were mounting up. She couldn’t even confide in her sister thanks to Dom. If Henry learned that Dominic was playing with his baby, it would only start a war. “Please don’t hide things from me Kelly. I wasn’t offended or anything by any of those things I just mentioned. If anything, I’m curious. Can I ... I don’t really have anyone adult I can talk to. I mean my mom would listen but she’s never around long enough to ask advice. Even Piper is too busy. Can we ... can you ... help me understand what I need to do to be somewhat like you?”

“This is what Dom commands I do.” Kelly flared her eyes. “Sweetie, not to burst your bubble but if you think Travis is capable of ever being what Dominic is ... I just can’t envision it. While I should recommend that you not delve into my world until you’re older and can make a firm commitment I will shamelessly obey my master. If he wants you to try building up Travis, then I have nothing to say.”

“I just want to understand it all. I have zero experience sexually beyond what little Travis and I have been exploring. I think I have my blowjob skills down to a science. Can I tell you something in confidence?”

“Of course!” Kelly was nearing Dominic’s home, a seedy three block place called Rooster Dawn Trailer Park. Ugliest piece of property in all of Nashville. Rundown mobile homes with weeds growing up around them without much concern. How a city as influential as Nashville would still harbor such a grotesque park as this one was beyond understanding. Misfortune for even the residents!

“Promise? I don’t want my mom and dad to know.”

“We girls only, I promise.” Unless it was something that required her to open up.

“I’m going to ... Trav and I ... are going to lose our virginities together Saturday night to celebrate our birthdays. My sister plans on it too. Not all together. I sound silly.”

“Oh!” As if Kelly didn’t already know, Travis admitting it first. Committed to her son she acted as if this was her first-time hearing of it. “Are you certain you and Travis are ready to go all the way?”

“I think so. You know we’ve toyed around in his room. At least three times now.”

“I was your age once Sable. I do get it. If you two feel ready, then you have my blessing. Just let me buy you condoms to put on Travis.”

“Does he even know how to put one on? I’ve never helped anyone before. Can you show me how?”

“I’ll buy a banana.” Kelly smirked! “For future reference you can come to me about anything. Just be good to Travis, he can get emotional.”

“Thanks Kelly! I really like Trav.” She did ... but...

“I know. Still, at your age there will be many boys competing for your affections.”

“That should go for Travis too, right? Other girls?” COUGH! COUGH! Chandra Mahkarti!

“Normally I’d say yes, but we both know Travis can be different. Do you know of any girls that like him besides you?”

“Not really! He’s always around me so even if girls did, they steer clear.”

“Take things slow. You can still do as planned on Saturday, but you both should have a talk about what you both want besides just sex. After graduation you will go off to college, right?”

“I don’t know if I want to. I’m smart but I need a break. Please don’t tell my mom that. I think she wants Dakota and I to go to college. Dad would be glad to use our college fund for something else.”

“Here’s Dom’s trailer park.”

“He lives in a trailer? For some reason I thought he would have a house.”

“He lives within his means. Paying my bills...” Kelly lowered her eyes almost ashamed of herself. She had a nice home in a killer neighborhood and her master lived in less than appealing surroundings. Old beat-up cars were scattered everywhere! Homes needing work but sufficient to those without much income. Sable knew she felt bad about using Dominic, even though he used her. A friendly hand crept over to touch Kelly’s shoulder, one that switched Kelly’s persona. “Here we are. We should wait here until master Dominic can bring the fire bowl out to us.” They watched Dom leave his truck and head inside his front door.

“This neighborhood looks scary.”

“It has been known to bring trouble with it. Gangs, drugs, other things. Dominic fancies himself the Sheriff of the Park. Since he moved in the violence has relaxed. I think they fear him.”

“He scares me sometimes.” Sable trembled as Kelly sat idle thinking. It took ten minutes for Dom to pop back out of his front door and onto his dilapidated wooden front deck. The man had changed his clothing for the better in his eyes. On the deck he rested the rusty fire bowl which he wrapped in plastic to prevent charcoal and wood soot from ruining Kelly’s carpeting. Dom wearing only his boots and a tiny speedo made Sable bulge her eyes. Kelly grinned but explored the girl’s reaction. “Yikes! Like right now! What is he wearing?”

“He wears that to work. He’s a male stripper.”

“Whoa! I did not know that.” She did! “I mean the few times I walked in on you two I did see more than I should have but how do you? He’s huge!”

“Close your eyes.” Kelly giggled playfully over Sable’s awe. “My man! Master!”

“Sorry! Inexperience, remember? It’s not like I haven’t seen his willy before but each time I do I can’t imagine how you survive him.” Felt it! Tasted it! Sucked it! “Do you think Trav could ever get that muscular?” Yeah, they both burst into laughter. Zero chance of that. Hearing their amusement Dom paused at the stairs of his deck and sneered. Seeing Sable feigning a blush after what she witnessed earlier made him grouchy. He knew the girl was masking herself from Kelly as he had warned her to if she expected further treats. The girl’s hunger was definitely there. Even Kelly knew the look. Worse yet, Dom struck a pose as if a model. He decided to have some fun himself.

From the side his massive cock barely hid behind his speedo. Erect it would have been out for air, but he maintained his hormonal control to keep it at eight inches rather than a fully erect eleven. The only problem was even at eight the fit was full and thickly inhabited, bushy brown pubes puffing out above the speedo. The kid had already seen and sucked on it, so he wasn’t even stressed.

Nothing to hide he walked on down to the street and patted the hatchback of Kelly’s car. Hitting the interior release the hatch popped and he guided it upward faster than its personal lift. Both women looked back at him as he loaded up the fire bowl. Kelly winked at him while Sable bit her lower lip as if hoping he would fall out of that slingshot. He found it funny.

While standing behind the vehicle a beat-up clown car drove past with a good number of Hispanic girls in their mid 20’s seeing Dom, albeit nude from their point of view. Windows down, they shared their bumped-up tunes on their stereo playing Pitbull’s song I Know You Want Me, a perfect track to expand their excitement at seeing him in very nearly all of his glory. Speaking in Spanish he had no idea what they were saying. Sable did, having taken Kevin Fowler’s Spanish class at Horton-Dexter. Kelly had a hunch but even she was clueless to Calle Ocho.

“They want him bad.” Sable told Kelly giggling. “One girl told him she wanted to suck his big dick. Does Dom know Spanish?”

“Nope!” Dom answered for Kelly. With the car coming to a stop next to him two girls hung their upper bodies out the window to reach for him. Chuckling he left the hatchback up and gave them a little show. Marching right out in front of their car he stood in the road and flexed his muscles. All six girls howled as he turned his back to them, shoulders rippling and made his ass cheeks dance.

“Oh, my gosh! Listen to those girls. They want his dick. I mean his willy!”

“He’s just showing off.”

“Sorry, Kelly! I have to watch this. I may never go to a club.” Sable unhooked her seatbelt and moved to her knees to look out the hatch better. Kelly fidgeted at her interest but really had no say in it. This alone gave her reason to worry about she and Travis going into any relationship. Again, nothing she could say. She would simply be there for her son in the event things came crashing down.

“Oh, shit! He’s...” Shocks suffering under stress Dominic Black climbed up on top of the voyeuristic vixen’s car hood and danced about, thrusting his hips down at the windshield of ogling eyes. The sudden stage made all five girls abandon the interior and move to the front grill and fender wells to watch him better. Hands still reaching for him he lowered to a crouch and fell back onto his knuckles leaving his barely concealed cock right in their faces. Allowing their greedy little fingers to barely touch his speedo, the temptation shot his erection straight up, the head of his massive crown of his penis peeking out above the waistband. Money came from purses and pockets to tip him in his show. In five minutes, he had made two hundred and twenty dollars. So much for paychecks! But again, this WAS Nashville and hot bitches made money through Watchtower channels. Poverty only for show it seemed!

Gunshots heard coming from Dominic’s house spooked Sable, looking at Kelly with haunted eyes. Kelly had to laugh. “It’s okay! Master watches old westerns.” True to fact an old VCR tape that still worked played reruns of an old Gabby Hayes TV show from the 1950’s. Gunfire ending, Sable returned to watching Dominic.

“Is Dom going to let them touch his willy? I mean, they pretty much are now.”

“I don’t know. I think I know why he’s doing this.” Sable wanted to believe it was him showing her his dick. She was all kinds of wet between her legs. Kelly wasn’t far behind.

With his dick struggling to stay contained he slid from the car hood testing its front suspension and moved out amongst the smothering caresses of the starving young women. With no more money to be had he tucked his wad of cash into his speedo exposing his entire cock to them, the money safe beneath his bulbous scrotum. Eleven plus inches and extremely thick the girls all fawned over the veiny bastard, hoping for a chance at stroking or sucking on it. Instead, he growled at them and acted like a Grizzly bear prepping to attack. Squealing the girls ran for the car and got inside for safety.

Imposing as he was Dom faced the hood and placed his cock right on the metal where a broken hood ornament used to be. Six sets of fingers were rubbing their clits watching him as he closed his eyes and focused on his inner monster. His facial expressions alone had the girls’ spreading vulvas for a nice warm dip in the pool. Moans rallied along with verses of Gabby Hayes over the TV. More gunfire heard Dominic sent shots of jizz out over the hood. Leaving them hot and heavy, he waved goodbye and walked back to the hatch. Dick rising high he winked at Sable and Kelly then closed the hatch. The girls in the car abandoned their shelter and fought to lick the white ooze from the driver’s dirty hood. Sable’s mind was blown.

Walking around to Kelly’s window he held his dick up and showed off his tight balls. “Piggy bank!” Kelly reached out gripping his monster cock and coaxed his balls upward to retrieve his tips. “Count it.” Kel quickly rifled through the wrinkled bills, even finding tasty pubes to suck on as she did. No wasting her Master! Wet fingers were also licked dry. Sable was so jealous!

“$220.00!” She reported!

“Gimme a minute.” He left the ladies behind. The car to their side was heard as five young Chicas masturbated in the street without care. Walking into his house Dom grabbed his wallet, having stopped at an ATM on his way to help Henry put up tents. Returning with his extra cash, minus that speedo this time, he made certain the whole trailer park saw his behemoth cock. Ego induced he was stroking it with each step he made. Sable now seated properly expressed herself with such a yearning that she was wiggling frantically in her passenger seat.

Reaching Kelly, he passed her an extra $300.00 and poised his dick at her through the window. “Thank me!” Uneasy due to Sable, Kelly unbuckled her seat belt and opened her door. Stepping out Kelly knelt down in front of Dominic and sucked his dick for all to see. Observing Dom grab her by the back of the head and face fuck her violently had all of the Latinas crazy. Sable dropped her jaw and discovered it impossible not to join the carload of girls and put her hand down in front of her lap. Dom watched Sable with a sneer as she opened his borrowed shirt wide and rub herself.

Sable placing a finger to her lips hoping that he wouldn’t tell Kelly went over with an affirmative nod. Dom didn’t give a shit! Five minutes of torture blowing off her master, Dom flooded Kelly’s mouth with another round then nudged her off with a palm to her forehead. Sable and the Chicas could literally see every inch abandon Kelly’s bottomless throat. It was amazing! Sable found it too nerve racking to cum herself so gave up knowing that Kelly was done.

With the car of Chicas having climaxed the girls batted their lashes at him and moved on down the street. Dom dragging Kelly up by her hair kissed her and shared his cum between their battling tongues. Kelly grew lost in her master’s demands, nothing unusual. Kiss broken he whispered into Kelly’s ear... “Use all that the extra money to buy Louisville’s brat something.” It was as if he read her son’s mind. Smiling she whispered back.

“I live for you, my master!”

“Get on down the road. I need to shower and get on over to Cashanova. Amateur night!”

Without another word Kelly got into her KIA, performed an illegal U-turn in the street and departed. Hearing more gunfire Dom chuckled. “It’s a shootout.” He jerked off right in the road for another two minutes just for the freedom of it. “Happy trails, Ladies!” And he called Travis a pervert. “Huh! There’s a thought. My brothers are all coming to Nashville here soon. I can put on another show for the Wetbacks! Wetfronts! Six hung bucks lined up will have them robbing banks to pay up.”

Happy Gaze!

Under ten minutes of traffic Kelly reached the nearest mall, one of three in greater Nashville. This was one of the smaller malls, but it had enough outlets going for it to find something as a suitable birthday gift. Silence all the way there, Kelly parked and shut off her SUV. Belts undone Kelly paused Sable.

“My turn to apologize. Again, you should not have seen what I did with master. The unfortunate side of being a slave is that I can never tell him no. Not even if it feels wrong. What he did to make money should have been done where he works not right out in the open. I’m not even certain those girls were of age. He likes public display.”