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Chapter Ten Beastly Pleasures

About two hours later, I nearly jumped out of my skin. After having fallen into a much deeper sleep than I’d normally do during daylight hours, I frightfully awoke to the sensation of my dick being eaten by some unknown beast. In my stupor, I lurched backward in my bed so hard I nearly fell completely out of it. Looking downward with blurred vision, I was thankfully astonished to find Natalie raising her head, licking her lips and giving me a look of innocent surprise.

“What the fuck?” I exclaimed.

“Sorry,” Natalie said, dropping her head back to the bed. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”

I reached down to examine my cock, lifting and twisting it, looking for possible damage. It was only then my head cleared enough to comprehend what must have happened. The unknown beast eating my cock had been none other than my sister.

“What were you doing?” I asked, still gently rubbing at my dick, thankful it seemed to be in one piece.

“I’d just woke up and, well, you were laying on your side and I just wanted a taste,” my sister explained. “I didn’t think it would wake you.”

“You scared the shit out of me! I didn’t know what the fuck was going on. I thought some friggin’ dick-eating monster was chomping on it.”

Natalie sniggered. “Imagine that!”

“Yeah! - - - No!” I hastily added. “No - - - don’t imagine that!”

At this Natalie laughed and rolled onto her back. “I never knew you had bad dreams.”

“Well, shit!” I continued. “You wouldn’t expect me to have wet dreams over such crap. Would you?”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t really think I’d wake you up. I was hardly even sucking on it at all - - - mostly just licking and tasting.”

I reached down, pulled her up to my side, and kissed her on her cheek. “Next time, wake me first. Okay?”

“Okay,” she replied with a smile.

She rolled off me and I rolled onto my side to face her.

“Are you already thinking about this evening?” I asked.

“Yeah - - - a bit. I think I’m more excited about pulling the wool over his father’s eyes. Riley’s so fucking scared; it’s almost comical,” my sister said, grinning devilishly.

I reached out and took her right breast in my hand, squeezing it lightly and playing with the nipple. “No matter how fuckin’ comical you think it is, it will be much better to keep the old fucker in the dark about what happened this morning.”

Natalie had lowered her right hand to my crotch and was lightly pinching at the head of my dick with her thumb and index finger.

“The more I think about it I’m not sure I want him dominating me. I know he’s into this master-slave thing, but it doesn’t really turn me on as much as I first thought,” she confessed.

“Well shit, Natalie!” I exclaimed. “It’s a little fuckin’ late to be relatin’ that fuckin’ observation! Hell, the very basis of our agreement with the man is having you be his little bitch. What the fuck’re you sayin’? Are you backin’ the fuck out?” Man was I ever pissed. My little cunt of a sister was fixing to screw everything up.

“It’s my fuckin’ business, Jimmy!” She fired back at me, suddenly dropping her hand from my dick and coming up on her right elbow.

“The hell it fuckin’ is!” I shot back at her. “We wouldn’t have never gotten involved with the bastard if it wasn’t for you wanting to be his bitch!”

Natalie rolled to get up. She was way beyond simple agitation. She was pissed.

I reached out and pulled her back down hard to the bed, swinging my right leg over her and penning her. She fought hard to roll off the bed but I grabbed a handful of her hair, twisting her face around to me.
“You fuckin’ settle down!” I exclaimed. “Until I decide differently, you’re going to do whatever the fuck Joe Bob tells you, you understand?”

Natalie’s eyes were tearing. Little rivulets streamed down her face. Her pouty lips were pushed out in anger and, if I read her right, fear. Her penned predicament and the total control I had over the little bitch, at the moment, stiffened my cock almost instantly. With my right leg thrown over her, as it was, I only had to left my hips for it to swing up and fall heavily onto her hips. When it flopped down on her warm smooth skin, electricity fired through me.

“We’ll work something out,” I began. “But you’re gonna have to play your part. At least for right now, you will.”

She didn’t say anything but tried to again pull away. My hand clamped down on an even larger mass of her hair. I pulled her head closer to mine and kissed her lips. She tried to move her head to refuse my desire. I lifted myself up a bit higher on her body and again kissed the little bitch. This time she relaxed but didn’t respond in kind to my kisses, as she’d so hungrily done before we’d gone to sleep. I didn’t pull away, though. I sucked and licked at her pursed lips, determined to have my way with her. After about a minute, she began responding in kind. I let go of her hair and reached down to massage her left breast. With that, I felt her relax under me. Her left hand lifted to right my shoulder and arm where she went about gently and lovingly stroking me. Our lips parted. I looked down into her eyes again.
“I’m sorry, Jimmy. I didn’t mean it,” she said, tears again flowing from her eyes.

“Remember, Natalie,” I began, looking into her eyes. “You’re my bitch - - - first and foremost - - - you understand?”

“Yes,” she replied in a whisper. “I’m sorry.”

“I expect you to be nice to Joe Bob tonight. Later, we’ll talk again about your feelings. If you don’t want to be his little sex toy, well, Mom and I’ll talk about it and we’ll work things out. You agree?”
“Yeah, okay,” she again answered in a whisper, reaching up and rubbing the back of her hands across her eyes and face, clearing away the tears.

“I might be able to turn Joe Bob’s attentions toward Tammy. And we’ve got that Karen girl, too.”

“Karen? Who’s that?” she asked.

“Mother didn’t tell you?”

“No.”

“Well, I’m not even sure the girl is going to stay with us, anyway. I’ll have Mom tell you about her later. She might be okay to use as a backup plan to Tammy, though” I said, not really talking to Natalie at all. I was just speaking my thoughts aloud.

“Tammy doesn’t like Joe Bob at all,” my sister said.

“I could give a shit less what she doesn’t like. But if you’re going to change your mind, we’ll have to weigh our options. I don’t want to lose Jeannie or her mom. I could give a shit less about Joe Bob, but the bastard controls even Smitty, Ruthie and Sarah. We’re between a rock and a hard place, if we want them to come and go whenever the choose.”

“I’m sorry, Jimmy,” Natalie said again. “I didn’t think I’d mess things up so bad.”

“Don’t worry,” I said. “We’ll figure it all out. I just need you to play your part until we do. We damn sure don’t want a wrench thrown into the gearbox before we have one or two options to put into play.”
Natalie looked downtrodden. She twisted around to drop her head on my chest. She kissed me lovingly on my chest and let out a sigh. I lifted my hand to her head and went about stroking her hair slowly.
“You won’t surprise me tonight, will you?” I asked.

She hesitated before answering, rubbing at my shoulder again with her right hand. “No,” she whispered. “I promise.”

We lay like this for nearly thirty minutes. Not a word was said between us. Natalie’s breathing became light and regular. I imagined she’d slipped off into sleep once again. I continued gently stroking her hair while deep in thought. Natalie’s change of heart had taken most of the luster off my carnal anticipation for our planned evening of sexual depravities. If my little bitch freaked out or acted up, I knew our little sex-capades might come to an end before they even got started.

At times like this, I missed the counsel of my mother. She was a rock. She gave thoughtful consideration to every problem and didn’t fly of the handle easily, at all. Mother always logically worked through a problem and, most often, never erred in judgment. For this reason, I decided to do nothing more than formulate our specific problem and think about options. I would leave the main questions until later, when my mother and I could have a little brain storm.

When Natalie next opened her eyes, she rolled off me and stretched, long and hard like a cat. Her arms and legs shook with little spasms. I rolled to my left and ran a hand along her tight body, which was as smooth and soft to the touch as a baby’s. She seemed to appreciate my roaming eyes, as she smile lustfully at me, knowing I wanted to so desperately use her again.

“You want to play around before we go see if Mom’s up?” she asked, with sexual longing in her eyes.

“I’d like nothing better, but we should save our wanton lust for our guests. They should be here shortly, too. I’d better take a shower.”

“Okay,” Natalie said, pushing herself out of bed. “Let’s go!”

In less than a minute, she was soaping me down in my shower, which I, in turn, did to her. After drying off, Natalie hurried back upstairs to get ready. After deciding to nix my underwear, I pulled a well-worn pair of blue jeans on, taking great care not to zip up any dick-flesh or pubes. Next, I pulled on an extra-large t-shirt and smiled at myself in the mirror over my less than casual appearance. Well, shit, it felt damn comfortable and that’s all that mattered. I really didn’t plan to be in the fuckin’ clothes very long anyway.

Once I opened my bedroom door, the heavenly smell of ham and fresh bread slapped me square in the face. Mother was hard at work putting together a feast. Tammy was lending a hand and seemed to be very adept in the kitchen. The two of them were moving about like two frantic ants but clearly not wasting a bit of energy, as every movement seemed to have specific purpose.
“It’s comforting to know you hadn’t crawled up and died,” my mother said, laughing out. Tammy looked at her with a knowing grin.

“I agree with that. Damn! It sure smells good in here!” I exclaimed. “You’re awfully brave to load us all up with a heavy meal before Max turns you into a shish kebab tonight.” I cracked up laughing.
“You’d like to see that, wouldn’t you - - - you nasty, perverted fiend you,” mother retorted, with fiery lust in her eyes.

“Yeah,” I smiled. “I can’t wait.”

“Why don’t you call Riley and ask him when they’ll be here. And phone Sarah, too,” mother instructed.

“Yeah, okay,” I replied, as I was as eager to find out as she was.

After a few minutes on the phone, I made returned to the kitchen and said they had decided on seven o’clock. As it was only about four in the afternoon, that gave us plenty of time to get our early dinner out of the way, which we did, in due course. Afterwards, Tammy and Mother went up to shower and change. Natalie had come down before dinner to show off her new look. I must say: I was pleasantly surprised. She’d changed into a short leather mini-mini-shirt thing, which barely covered the cheeks of her ass, of course, sans panties. On top of that, she had added a sheer white blouse, again, sans bra. Her stiff little nipples and areola, swayed about lazily as she walked about. Her feet were jammed down into black stilettos, adding a shape to legs that didn’t need shaping. She looked magnificent. Even Mother and Tammy commented that she made them instantly horny just looking at her.

When Natalie turned around to seek my reaction, I just hunched my shoulders. “Shit!” I exclaimed. “I just shot my wad.” Everyone cracked up over my witticism.

Natalie walked slowly and seductively over to me, turned and lifted her mini just enough to expose her cheeks. She then shook her little bottom teasingly at me. I oow’d and aah’d, making a big production out of her sexual baiting.

“You’re a fine little piece of ass,” I honestly said.

“Thank you. It’s nice to know my pimp appreciates me,” she said, turning and giving me a wink.

Shortly, Mom and Tammy again joined us. They had decided to put on thin bikini bottoms. As Tammy was now clean-shaven like the other girls, the tight, scant little bottoms pushed revealingly into their cracks. From behind, the fabric firmly attached itself to their bottoms. When they again turned around, I told them to pull them up in front. As they did this, the fabric pushed into their bulging little pussy lips, revealing beautifully formed camel-toes. As both bottoms were of light colored fabrics, it was even more revealing.

Mother had covered her large breasts with a short blouse she had crossed and tied under her heaving glands. As no buttons were buttoned, well, one can only imagine the sight of her heavy cleavage nearly falling out of the scanty material.

Tammy, on the other hand, again had on one of her tight tube-tops. Again, it looked to have been made about two sizes too small for her rack, which strained mightily into the fabric.

All in all, I felt miserably over-dressed. I smiled at that thought again, though, as I didn’t expect to have long to wait before my ill-selected outfit would be lying on the floor. My cock was already straining at my jeans. As I wasn’t wearing underwear, I could feel my dick leaking precum onto my leg. The sensation made me think back to the morning, with Max pouring like a leaky faucet.

Smitty and Joe Bob’s pickups drove into our driveway punctually at seven o’clock. I waved the crowd into the house. The girls greeted everyone from our large kitchen table, where glasses of ice and pitchers of tea awaited them. Not surprisingly, however, Smitty and Riley wrestled a large ice chest into the house, filled with beer.

Joe Bob made straight for Natalie, kissing her on the mouth and running a hand up under her mini-shirt at the back. He was handed a beer by Smitty, took Natalie in hand and led her over to our large, over-stuffed chair in the living room. As he sat back in the chair, he pulled Natalie to his lap. He playfully humped her bottom a few times before laying back, enjoying the feel of my sister’s little ass planted squarely atop his dick.

Smitty and Riley smiled and winked at each other. They were both in lust over Natalie, dressed as she was, looking the part of a slutty, little whore. In fact, all of the attention in the room was focused on the two.

Joe Bob whispered something into Natalie’s ear. She spread her legs and laid back into the crook of his neck. The man ran his rough left hand down between Natalie’s legs and began running his middle finger along her crack. As she lay there, naked to the world, she closed her eyes, responding to the pleasure the man was giving her. Not a word was said anywhere in the room, as we all watched the scene play out.
After a minute of play, Joe Bob pushed Natalie off of him. He stood and excitedly removed his pants and underwear. His dick bounced excitedly about. After taking in the pleasure of seeing so many female eyes watching his stiff prick, he fell back into the chair again.

“Come hear, you little slut,” Joe Bob said, lifting a hand to Natalie. “Get on your fuckin’ knees and give me a blowjob.”

Natalie dutifully complied. As he bent over, to suck him down her throat, Smitty’s and Riley’s eyes focused in on the cheeks of her exposed bottom. I must say: I can’t really blame them. Never did a tight little ass ever look so fucking good.

My mother was the first to bring everyone around. “Where’s Max?” she asked.

“He’s tied to the truck outside. Joe Bob didn’t want him brought in until he got to play a little with Natalie,” Smitty replied, noting my mother’s interest and seemingly very pleased by it.

“What’s that?” cried out Joe Bob, pushing Natalie’s head back and off his cock. “What about Max?”

“She was asking if we brought Max along,” Smitty informed him.

“You getting a little anxious for some doggie meat?” Joe Bob asked of my mother.

She blushed a bit and made a big deal of being overly embarrassed. My dear mom was as good of an actress as my little sister. “Like mother, like daughter,” I thought to myself.

“I’d like to meet him. You guys talk about him all the time. But yeah, I’m a little anxious,” she smiled.

Joe Bob looked down at Natalie. “Sorry, Bitch,” he smirked. “You’ll have to wait a bit to finish your treat. Your mother wants to meet Max. Well, Smitty! Go get your fuckin’ dog.”

Smitty hurried back out our front door in a flash. I noticed the woman exchanged worried looks, after turning away so Joe Bob couldn’t see. But he wasn’t looking their way. He was, at that moment, hard at work undoing the small buttons of Natalie’s sheer blouse. Before Max made his grand entrance, Joe Bob was hard at work, kneading my sister’s breast flesh and fingerfucking her.

Smitty unhooked Max’s leash and he made straight for Natalie. The beast was in lust, and he wanted my sister. When he jumped at her, Joe Bob swatted the dog on the muzzle. “Get down, you fuckin’ mutt or I’ll kick your ass,” he growled. “What’s this? Why’s he making for my little bitch?”

Most everyone stiffened in the room. Mother, though, cool as always, spoke up before Joe Bob’s mind could dwell on Max’s fancy for my sister. “Hell, Joe Bob. You’ve got Natalie’s pussy dripping over there. This monster knows where the action is. Ain’t that right, Boy? You’ve got some nose on you.”

My mother quickly made her way to the large dog, where she went about putting on quite a performance over finally being able to meet him. Gauging from everyone’s reaction, and Joe Bob’s fascination in watching my mother warmly fawning over the beast, everyone breathed a knowing sigh of relief.

“He likes you a lot,” remarked Ruthie, as she squatted down next to my mother. “You want Max to lick you?” The darling little girl said, reaching across to my mother’s blouse.

“Lick me?” asked my mother, in an innocent manner.

“Yeah,” Ruthie replied, helping my mother out of her blouse. Her large breasts swayed heavily about as the blouse came off her shoulders.

Max hungrily attacked her flesh, assisted by Ruthie, who lifted my mother left tit to Max’s muzzle. The dog’s rough tongue went to work on her dark areola and rigid nipple. My mother screamed out in pleasure, reaching down and lifting her right breast to the dog. Max aggressively licked at both and, from time to time, opened his mouth, nipping at her flesh with his teeth. My mother was soon convulsing in sexual climax.
I looked about at Joe Bob, Smitty, Riley and the women and they were all totally mesmerized at the spectacle. If my dick had been leaking earlier, it was squirting now. At first, I thought my mom was just doing a great acting job, but I soon realized that wasn’t the case at all. She had quickly reached nirvana.

“You ready to be his bitch?” Joe Bob cried out to my mother. He reached down and grasped a handful of her hair, pulling her to her feet and leading her over to our sofa. “Get down on your knees, Cunt!”
My mother fell to her knees in front of the sofa. Sarah rushed up and pulled off her stained bikini bottom. Joe Bob then pushed her head to the sofa, as Max danced around trying to lunge in to cover her.
“Control your fuckin’ dog, Smitty! Now!” Joe Bob screamed out. “I ain’t lettin’ that mangy mutt have some of this cunt ‘til I’ve fucked it again!”

As Smitty corralled Max, Sarah and Ruthie went to work affixing his booties. Joe Bob closed in on my mother’s cunt, lifting his cock to her vestibule and pushing it into her. After he closed on her, he began thrusting savagely into her, grabbing her narrow waist, gripping her tender flesh with all his might. My mother shrieked out in discomfort, which just raised the man’s level of arousal. As Joe Bob pounded into her, he removed one hand and then the other, slapping the cheeks of her ass until they were blood red.

“You nasty cunt!” he screamed. “You like that, don’t you?”

Finally, Joe Bob exploded his load into my mother’s pussy. His dick smacked out of her as he backed away. “Let Max have a go,” he said to Smitty.

Smitty quickly let Max go and he charged my mother’s exposed ass. Before mounting her, he lowered his massive muzzle to her pussy and licked at the juices he found seeping there. His large member was swinging heavily about, squirting little streams of cum, as Ruthie reached down to grasp it. With that done, the girl lowered herself under the dog and sucked his blood-red organ into her mouth, swallowing the juices he was ejaculating. Max then bucked forward, pushing Ruthie out of his way and covered my mother.

“Ah!” she screamed out, as his huge meat found her gaping hole on the first try. Max, feeling her heat, began hopping and pushing his member deeper and deeper into her hot insides. Finally he began humping her frantically, driving his organ deeply into my mother. She screamed out in pain.

Joe Bob’s eyes glazed over. He again reached for Natalie and pushed her to her knees, pulling her head to his shriveled meat. “Suck it!” he commanded.

Natalie obeyed, as Joe Bob continued his focus on the doggie rape in front of him. The other women were soon out of their clothes. Riley had Sarah get down in my mother’s position in front of the sofa and he went about mimicking Max, driving his cock deep into her snatch. Jeannie’s mom pulled Tammy over to the chair Joe Bob had once occupied. She had Tammy sit back in the chair, before pulling her legs forward, positioning them as she wanted, then lowering her head to eat her pussy.

After Jeannie stripped, she offered her perky nipples to me, pulling my head into her chest, lustfully wanting my full attention. That she got. Soon I had the bitch up against the wall, taking her from behind. She squealed in delight as my dick pushed forcefully into her cunt. Reaching under her arms, I grabbed her tits, kneading the warm, soft flesh and loving the girl’s squirming around in wanton sexual desire.

The first thing I noticed when Jeannie and I finished, exhausted and barely able to stand, was my mom still on her knees, Max still pushed into her, pumping huge volumes of cum deep into her. Ruthie had remained at her side, assisting and making sure Max’s large knot wasn’t able to tie with my mother. The thought surged through my mind. I hadn’t fully thought that out before. I’d just realized that was why someone was always attending when Max was humping away. It prevented Max from penetrating too deeply, whereupon, if he remained in place, his knot would grow to such a size as to tie with the bitch - - - in this case, my mother. It was apparent, though, that Ruthie was very sexually aroused by what she had just witnessed. Even though she might plead to be allowed to assist, it occurred to me that Ruthie most probably wanted to watch - - - to watch her loving dog have his treat. Maybe Smitty wasn’t Max’s best friend, after all. Maybe Ruthie was. Just then, she looked up into my eyes. Though one could say the girl was a bit slow, or maybe a bit shy, Ruthie was all woman - - - a sensual, sexual, lustful and wanton little bitch. I smiled back and gave her an appreciative wink.

Joe Bob now had Natalie bent over the kitchen table, once she had gotten him nice and hard again. He was pounding away at her little ass. Sarah and Riley came to their feet and headed to the kitchen table, too. Not, that is, to watch the action there but to pour up some badly needed ice cold tea. Tammy was still engaged with Jeannie’s mother, but Tammy was now on the giving end, tongue fucking the older woman. Smitty, along with the rest of us, walked into the kitchen as Joe Bob gave Natalie a final surge. He held his dick firmly in place until he was again completely spent. With that done, the man pulled a chair out from under the table and collapsed into it.

Ruthie helped my mother get to her feet, after Max dismounted. As the large dog flopped himself down on our area rug, mother hobbled into the kitchen. I could tell she was going to be plenty sore. Ruthie helped her into a chair, where she urged my mother to sit forward and open her legs. Once done, she knelt down and began licking and sucking at my mother’s pussy. Max’s cum was still streaming out of her.
“So you finally got to meet Max, huh?” Joe Bob almost shouted out. “I don’t think I ever saw that fuckin’ mutt fuck a bitch so long. How about that, Smitty? Is this some kind of record, or what?”

Smitty laughed and walked over next to my mother. “Yeah, it’s bound to be a fuckin’ record.” He lowered one of his large hands to my mother’s right tit and gently played with it.

“You think he’ll be able to get interested again tonight.” Joe Bob asked. “I’d like to see him cover that Tammy girl,” he said, craning his neck around and looking toward his wife and the girl.

Tammy never missed a lick. I figured it was because she was so totally engaged she hadn’t heard. But Joe Bob’s wife had and she gave her husband a lustful smile.

Joe Bob didn’t see the look Smitty and me exchanged, though. Thankfully, Smitty knew exactly how to proceed. Maybe the old man wasn’t such a bad sort after all.

“Nah! Not tonight! Hell, Joe Bob, I don’t want to take the enjoyment away from my old buddy just cause we want to force him into fuckin’ whenever we want him to. Hell, he ain’t got no on/off switch. It’d be best to wait till maybe next weekend. Fuck, we’ve got plenty of time, and he’ll give us all a better show that way, anyway.”

Joe Bob surprised me. “Yeah. You’re probably right.” He then turned his attention back to my mother, who was reviving from the glass of tea she’d just finished. “You’re one nice piece of ass, Honey. If I get a chance, I’m going to come over and fuck you about Tuesday night. How’d you like that?”

My mother smiled at the cock-sure man. “If I’m walking normally by then, yeah, come on over.”

Everyone at the table laughed enthusiastically. Joe Bob immediately quietened the room though, when he vocalized his thoughts about Tammy. “I don’t like the little bitch’s attitude,” he said, motioning her way with his head. “She needs the shit fucked out of her. Bring her in line - - - maybe a little gang rape. What you think about that, Jimmy?”

“We’ll see, Joe Bob. We’ll see. Give her a little time first, though. I think she might come around,” I replied.

“She’s all uppity acting or some such thing. I don’t like it. She needs to be put in her place. That’s what she needs. If she don’t come around, you just leave her to me. I’ll see she gets what she needs,” Joe Bob said, in a vicious, authoritarian way. “I won’t stand for that shit. Not one bit.”

Mother looked up at me with a very neutral look on her face. Her expression, though, spoke volumes to me. We would have much to discuss when our company left. Joe Bob had just voiced exactly what my mother had most feared about the man. She had warned me. I couldn’t say she hadn’t. It occurred to me I’d better take back the reins before the man thought he had the full run of our newfound, little sex club. “Not in my house you won’t,” I thought.

“She’s our guest, Joe Bob. I’ll make sure she gets turned around. Leave it to me,” I quickly replied.

“Okay. I’m sorry to have butt into your business, Jimmy. But you need to learn something from your elders. You’ve got to treat your bitches in a certain way. You can’t let them start getting away with shit. Next thing you know they’ll be barking out orders. You ask my wife and Jeannie what takes place when that happens. Let’s just say, they don’t do it. But I’ll ask you this. If the girl decides to up and leave, you let me know about it before she does. I’ll take care of her prissy little ass. She’s nothing but a runaway. Nobody’s gonna miss the little cunt.”

I just nodded my head. It was plain the man wasn’t wanting any differing opinions. The look in his eyes was disturbing, to say the least. When I turned to look at Jeannie, I saw absolute fear in her face. Her eyes were even tearing. Riley was looking down at the table, obviously making sure his dad had no reason to turn on him. About that time, Tammy got to her feet and helped Riley’s mom to hers. They smiled at each other and walked leisurely over to the kitchen with their arms lovingly about each other.

“Did the little cunt do a good job licking that sloppy pussy of yours?” Joe Bob asked his wife.

In a loving, motherly way, Riley’s mom hugged Tammy to her. “Best I ever had,” she replied.

“What are you girl?” Joe Bob sarcastically began. “You some kind of AC/DC bitch or a fuckin’ lesbian?”

“Joe Bob!” she exclaimed. “What kind of question is that?”

“I ain’t asking you,” he replied. “I’m asking this Tammy girl. Now let her fuckin’ answer the question and shut the fuck up!” The man angrily looked at his wife, who immediately cowed where she stood.
Tammy lowered her eyes before answering. “No, sir,” she began. “I never was with a woman until this last week.”

“Looks to me like you’re a fuckin’ lesbian, pussy licker,” Joe Bob retorted with a hiss. “We’re gonna make sure you get plenty of dick, girl. You understand me?”

Tammy nodded her head. She began shaking uncontrollably. Smitty noticed this at once and quickly decided to get our conversation going down another road.

“Well, hell, Joe Bob. What say we leave these fine people alone now? We don’t want to wear out our welcome. Hell, let’s go over to my house, drink some beer and get out the dominoes. How ‘bout that?” Smitty quickly asked in a most jovial way.

Joe Bob’s eyes hadn’t left Tammy, though. It was as if he was wanting some excuse, any excuse, to jump up and physically punish the girl for her insolence. Joe Bob sneered at her before turning toward Smitty.
“Yeah! Fuck it all! Let’s get the fuck over to your place. I need a little change of scenery,” he said, looking back toward Tammy who hadn’t moved a muscle and most certainly had not lifted her eyes to look at the man.

“Great!” Smitty exclaimed.

Riley instantly jumped up to grab the ice chest. I then noticed the look Sarah and Riley’s mom exchanged. They both turned towards my mom and mouthed a thank you. Everyone walked out on our porch with little fanfare, however. Needless to say, emotions were very subdued. One would think that after having such a great time there would have been at least a few smiles in the crowd, other than Smitty’s forced grin.

“Thanks, Jimmy,” Joe Bob said, reaching for my hand. “We had a great time. You take good care of my little bitch here.” With that, Joe Bob reached out and pulled Natalie to him, kissing her about the neck. “And you,” he said, turning to my mother. “You get that little pussy of yours all healed up. I’ll be over Tuesday night to get a little piece of that ass of yours. I guess you’ve been told where Riley gets his fondness for tight assholes, huh? Like father, like son,” the man said, smiling devilishly.

Minutes later the two pickups spun out of our driveway and disappeared into the night.

I turned to my sister and pulled her to me. “I’m sorry, Natalie. You’re right. We can’t have that bastard fuckin’ up our lives.”

Mother nodded her head and came to my side, reaching up and stroking at my hair. She leaned into me and kissed my cheek. “I knew you’d take good care of your bitches,” she said.

Arm in arm we went back into the house to find Tammy.