Chapter 6

“A lot’s happened since you went away to school; I’ll explain it all to you when I get home,” Kari told her daughter.

“It’ll sure be great to see Katie and Jack Jr.; I’ve missed them so much,” Kayla said, not knowing they had been taken away and were in foster care.

“A lot has changed in a year; you’re sixteen. I’m assuming they didn’t let you date at school,” Kari said.

“No, but they did have highly chaperoned get-togethers with boys from other local schools. In case you’re wondering, I haven’t had sex with any boys,” Kayla admitted, but neglected to mention the lesbian rape and being raped by the security guard.

On the flight, they mostly stayed quiet. When they landed, Kayla went to baggage claim to get her suitcases while Kari went to get her car from the short-term parking lot. When she returned to the passenger pickup station, Kayla stood there with her things. They loaded them in the car and left the airport. When Kari turned away from the direction Kayla knew led to her parents’ home, she remembered and said, “This isn’t the way home, is it?”

“No, I have to make a stop first,” Kari said as she took Kayla to her apartment, where Trevor and Blake would be waiting. When her mother pulled up and parked, she said, “Get out; there’s someone I want you to meet.”

With no indication of impending danger, Kayla got out and followed her mother to the apartment door. The teen was surprised when her mother didn’t knock; instead, she opened the door and walked in. The unsuspecting teen walked into the apartment only to be grabbed by Trevor and Blake Dupree. Before the teen had a chance to scream or fight back, a gag was forced into her mouth and secured with a strap; her arms were twisted behind her back, and her small wrists were tied together. The boys then sat the teen down on the sofa beside her mother.

“It has been a while, Kayla, so I’m sure you want to know what’s happening. I’ve been told you’ve been in the dark about your family’s breakup. Well, I’ll make it short. Your mother and father are divorced. Kari now lives with me and is mine and Blake’s prostitute. She’s a whore, fucking and sucking off men who pay to have sex with her. Your sister and brother are in the state foster system somewhere. The whereabouts of your father are unknown.” Trevor told Kayla. The teen looked at her mother and saw Kari lower her head, refusing to meet her daughter’s gaze.

“You may be wondering if I’m telling you the truth, so I’ll give you a little demonstration,” Trevor told Kayla. He then looked at Kayla’s beautiful and sexy mother and said, “Kari, let’s show Kayla what you are now; stand up and take off your clothes.”

“Please, Trevor, don’t make me humiliate myself in front of my daughter,” Kari pleaded.

Trevor walked over to Kari, grabbed a handful of her long, soft brown hair, and pulled her to her feet. He leaned over and whispered in her ear, “I strongly suggest you don’t disobey me in front of your daughter. The last obedience refresher was mild compared to what you’ll receive if you don’t do what you’re told now.”

That day, Kari was wearing her light blue shirt and jeans. She could not look at her daughter as she unbuttoned her shirt, slipped it off, and dropped it on the floor. Kayla sat there, horrified and helpless, as she watched her mother reach behind her back and unhook her bra. A second later, it was on the floor with her shirt, and Kari was standing there topless with her protruding nipples exposed.

Eighteen-year-old Trevor looked at his sixteen-year-old brother and said, “Would you mind helping in my little demonstration?”

“I’d be delighted,” Blake replied while unzipping his fly, reaching into his undershorts, and pulling out his cock, which was already semi-hard with anticipation.

“Kari, get on your knees and show Kayla how well you give blowjobs now,” Trevor demanded of the beautiful and sexy thirty-six-year-old mother.

“Yes, Sir,” Kayla’s mother obediently replied, too afraid to disobey. Then, to her daughter’s horror, her mother slowly dropped to her knees and took Blake’s cock in her mouth and started sucking it. Kari quickly had him at full erection. Then, Kayla watched, horrified, as her mother swallowed the teenage boy’s cum when he ejaculated in her mouth.

“As you can see, the mother you knew no longer exists. Kari is now a whore that works for us; we own her, and she’ll perform whatever sexual act a man wants and pays for,” Trevor told Kayla. He looked at Kari and said, “You may get up and put your shirt back on.”

“Yes, Sir,” Kari obediently replied. Kayla’s mother got off her knees, picked up her shirt, and slipped it on, but she left her bra on the floor because Trevor hadn’t said she could put it on. She was very seldom allowed to wear a bra, and Trevor liked Kari’s naturally protruding nipples to be noticeable through her clothes. There was a time that it embarrassed the conservative wife and mother, but no longer due to all the depravity to which she was now subjected.

Trevor did not mention that Kari was a heroin addict and that he was the one who controlled her addiction, making her do whatever he and his brother wanted—taking a cue from how Arthur Pappas addicted Kari, Trevor planned to take it slow with Kayla, getting her to like the highs until she, like her mother, could not control the immense craving and needed a fix. He knew then that the young bitch would do whatever she was told to get what she needed. Spreading her young, sexy legs to let strange men fuck her and sucking off strange cocks would be Kayla’s new life of being pimped by the Dupree brothers.

“I think we should welcome Kayla home properly,” Trevor remarked.

“I would gladly be the first, but Kari just gave me a blowjob,” Blake commented.

Trevor took the gag out of Kayla’s mouth and asked, “Now that you’re sixteen, have you been fucking any boys on the side. I know you’ve been at that private girls-only school.”

“No, but if I were, it would be none of your business,” Kayla snapped hatefully.

“I’ll admit I’ve missed that sexy ass of yours,” Trevor told the beautiful and sexy young teen. He then got Kayla by the arm, pulled her up, and said, “You know what’s going to happen.” He then forced Kayla into the bedroom while Blake kept Kari in the living room.

Kayla was wearing a pink T-shirt and jeans. Her arms were still tied behind her back. She was forced into the bedroom and had to stand there as Trevor felt her breasts through her top and bra with one hand. Using the other hand, he slid it between Kayla’s legs and rubbed her pussy through her jeans and panties while saying, “You were always a hot, sexy young cunt.”

“If you expect me to be an obedient whore like you’ve turned my mother into, you’re fucking crazy. That will never happen. Your blackmail won’t work for me this time. I should have sent you and Blake to prison for rape,” Kayla hatefully said.

“Well, we’ll see,” Trevor said, reaching up and grabbing the top of Kayla’s T-shirt. He gave a tremendous jerk downward. The T-shirt ripped, and Trevor was holding the front of Kayla’s T-shirt in his hands. Her 32B bra was now exposed, causing Trevor to comment, “Your tits may have grown a little since I last saw them.” He then took out a pocketknife and opened the blade.