Chapter 3

Keary got to his feet and pulled me up. When I was standing beside him he said, "Now we need to talk. Let's go into the kitchen. You can make us something to eat while I tell you what your life is going to be like for the next two weeks."

I wasn't hungry. I was in far too much distress to eat. I asked them what they wanted and as I started to prepare it Keary said, "I'm not going to bother to threaten you. You're smart. You know what we have. I'm pretty sure that you aren't going to give us any trouble."

I glanced at him. I didn't bother to respond. He was right.

He went on to say, "For the next two weeks you belong to us. You are going to do anything we want. You already know you are going to hate it. The thing is, that's what turns us on. We love how much you hate what we are doing. I might as well warn you now. It isn't going to be just the four of us."

I looked up at him in alarm. I hadn't even considered that possibility.

He saw my expression and he grinned evilly. He chuckled and said, "I love that look. I don't think I'll ever get tired of seeing it."

I finally had to look back down at what I was doing and Keary continued.

"For the next two weeks you are going to be dressing to please, the way you should be dressing all the time with a hot body like yours. You are going to be showing a lot of skin. In case you're wondering, that means when you go to work too."

I tried to imagine what it would be like if I were to go to work dressed like the slut they obviously envisioned. There were a lot of horny guys at work that were always hitting on me. They were polite about it and it had never gotten out of hand. I could imagine that they might start getting the wrong idea if I started dressing more provocatively though.

Keary brought me back to the present when he said, "We have a couple of friends coming over in a little while to hang out by the pool. They don't know it yet, but they are getting lucky today. We are going to mess with their minds a little first. But then you are going to end up doing anything that they want, just like you do for us. You know that if you try to fight me you are going to lose. But you aren't going to give me any trouble, are you?"

I looked back up at him. I had started crying again. But we both knew that I had already surrendered to him. I was going to submit to being raped by two more teenagers. And the more I hated it the more he would enjoy watching it.

I served them their lunch and Keary ordered me to stand beside him while he ate. He ate his sandwich with one hand while his other hand moved freely over my abused body. The pain in my breasts had subsided for the most part now. There were still a couple of stripes across them. But they were just a dull pink now and would apparently soon be gone.

As he ran his fingers over my body I was aware that he was staring at my face, not my body. He was enjoying how much I hated what he was doing more than he was taking pleasure from exploring my body.

He inserted his middle finger into my vagina and he said, "You have a lot to thank us for if you stop and think about it. You have learned to be a good cocksucker in one night. We've opened up your asshole and you can take a cock up there now. But best of all we are doing something about how fucking uptight you are. You hate it now. But you are going to be a much better woman when we are through with you. You were such a frigid bitch. I bet you never sucked your husband's cock, did you?"

That was none of his business! He was waiting for an answer though. I shook my head and for some reason I was embarrassed. I wasn't sure if that was because I had never done it or because I was being forced to discuss it with him in front of his three siblings.

He smiled and said, "Hell, I bet you have never even said it, have you?"

I wasn't sure what he meant. I still stared at the floor but I asked quietly, "Said what?"

He smirked at me and pulled my hand down and placed it on his penis. He asked, "What do you call that?"

I knew what he wanted me to say. But I couldn't. He was right. I never used the terms that they had been bandying about carelessly since the rapes started last night. I finally admitted, "I never use those words. And no, I have never said that word. That is a penis or a sex organ. That's what I call it."

He grinned, enjoying my discomfort immensely. He said, "Not anymore, at least not for the next two weeks. For the next two weeks I had better not hear you use any of those clinical terms. From now on you call a cock a cock and a tit a tit. You call a cunt a cunt and when my dick is in your mouth you are a cocksucker. We aren't going to be making love either. When someone has a cock in your cunt you are fucking. Those are the words that I want to hear you use for the next two weeks. If you fuck up you'll be punished. And you know how much I enjoy punishing you."

"Now let me hear it," he said. "What's that you have in your hand?"

I groaned in embarrassment. After what I had been through since I arrived last night you wouldn't think it would be so difficult for me. But it was. Yet I couldn't do anything but obey.

"It's your cock," I finally said, in a voice so quiet that he just barely heard me.

He chuckled and said, "Speak up, you stupid cunt! I couldn't hear you."

I cleared my throat and in a more normal tone of voice I said, "I have your cock in my hand."

"That's better," he said. "Now, where is my middle finger?"

I think that more than all of the other words he wanted me to use I hated this one. It was such a negative, demeaning, derogatory word. But I answered, "Your finger is in my cunt."

He smiled and said, "Very good, Gail. Now, there's just one more thing sweetheart. I think you should call my brothers and me Sir and my sister Miss. Got it?"

I responded dully, "Yes Sir."

He removed his finger from my vagina ... I mean my cunt, and he patted my ass and said, "Good girl. I knew you were smart enough to train. Kyra thought that you were just a dumb cunt. She said that you were just a blonde in disguise. But that pretty red bush of yours is hard to hide when you're naked. You're going to be easy to train. Aren't you, cunt?"

I felt the tears starting again but I just sighed and said, "Yes sir."

They finished their sandwiches quickly and decided to spend some time by the pool. We all went to Kyra's room and she pulled her collection of bikinis out of a drawer and dropped them on her bed. Keary went through them and picked one out for me to wear. He handed it to me and said, "I know it's more revealing than you are used to, Gail. But don't worry. You won't have it on for long."

They watched me put the tiny, revealing suit on and Kyra helped me adjust it. The suit wasn't much more than four little triangles. I had to believe that her parents did not know that she owned this thing. The bra was two tiny triangles that didn't cover much more than my nipples and just enough string to keep it in place. The bottoms were a small triangle that didn't cover much more than the crack of my butt, I mean my ass, and another triangle in front that covered my slit and some, but not all of my pubic hair.

I looked down at how much of me was exposed and then I looked at Kyra. She grinned and said, "I only wear it when I go to the beach with my boyfriend."

I thought so. I knew Mr. Clark well enough to know that he would never allow her to wear something like this.

Keary said, "I like it. Kyra, take her into your bathroom and trim that bush so that it's covered. Leave some of it though. I like that red cunt hair."

She grabbed my arm and pulled me into her bathroom. She said, "Take the bottoms off."

I said, "Yes Miss," and untied the strings at my hips.

The suit fell to the floor and she sat me on a towel on her toilet. She spread my legs and drew a line through my pubic hair. She said, "Here, take these scissors and trim your bush to there."

I took the scissors and trimmed off almost half of my pubic hair. Do I have to call it cunt hair? Anyway, it just didn't look right to me.

Kyra apparently didn't think so either. She stood in front of me watching me until I was finished and then she said, "If it was up to me I'd make you cut it all off. They just want all the guys who see you to know that you are a real redhead."

All the guys that see me? I didn't like the sound of that.

She handed me a damp cloth, some shaving gel and a razor and ordered me to take care of the stubble. When I had finished she inspected me again.

She ordered me to put the bottoms back on and when I did what remained of my pubic hair was no longer exposed. Kyra looked me over and said, "Okay, come on."

I followed her downstairs and out to the pool. The boys all had trunks on. They were wet and had already been swimming. Now they were sitting at a table near the patio door. Kyra sat in an empty chair and I was pulled down into Keary's lap.

Keary moved his hands over me idly, just keeping his hands busy I guess. While he felt me up he said, "Okay, cunt. In a few minutes a couple of our friends are going to show up. When the bell rings you go and let them in and then you just go along and try to have fun. You won't have to do anything you haven't already done several times in the last twenty-four hours. Just remember, if you give me a hard time, if you piss me off, I will find a way to punish you that you will remember for the rest of your life. I think you know enough about the way my mind works to realize that I can do it."

I just said, "Yes Sir."

He was right. I was pretty sure that he could come up with something so nasty that I couldn't even imagine it right now. But I had already surrendered. And after all, he was right about having already done it all. It was just going to be more of the same degrading sex acts. It would be embarrassing all over again because it would be two more young males seeing me and using me for the first time. But I realized that the sex acts would be the same and in two weeks I would go home and never see any of these people again. I sure as hell was never going to come back to this house again!

It was probably only five minutes until the doorbell rang. Keary let me out of his lap but before he let me go answer the door he turned me around and wedged the back of my bikini bottom up into the crack of my butt. I suppose his friends would get a kick out of it. But at this point it didn't make that much difference to me. Or at least I thought that it didn't.

When I opened the door the two boys standing there suddenly fell silent. Their eyes got wide and their mouths dropped open. I stepped back and invited them in. They came in and waited for me to close the door and they followed me back out to the pool. I could feel their eyes on my butt, I mean my ass. I was more embarrassed than I thought that I would be.

When we got out to the pool Keary called out, "Hey, guys! Come over and join us. Do you want a drink?"

They nodded. But they were still staring at me, apparently without even blinking. Keary sent me in to get everyone a drink. When I returned I served everyone, including myself. They hadn't said anything about me but I was thirsty so I brought one out for me too.

When I had served everyone Keary called me back over and I ended up back in his lap. He said, "Guys, this is our babysitter while our folks are on that cruise. Her name is Gail. She is my dad's secretary. Isn't she pretty?"

The boys both nodded vigorously and I was introduced to Dale and Jimmy.

Dale exclaimed breathlessly, "You're shitting me right? She is in charge of you?"

Keary chuckled and said, "You're not listening Dale. I didn't say that she was in charge. She is our babysitter. She is definitely not in charge. Are you, Gail?"

I answered quietly, "No Sir."

Dale and Jimmy looked at each other in wonder and then stared at me again. Dale cleared his throat and asked, "You mean she lets you do anything you want?"

"Better than that, man," Keary exclaimed. "She does anything we want. She doesn't like it much. But she's starting to learn her place."

He turned to me and asked, "Aren't you, sweetheart?"

I was staring down. I couldn't look at anyone. I nodded my head again and said, "Yes Sir."

He ran his hand slowly up my back and asked, "Yes Sir what, cunt?"

I heard both boys gasp when he said that.