25-05-2020, 06:32 PM
The slaves didn't speak all the way to the Sig's house. Each apparently lost in their own thoughts. Taylor's mind was scrambled and her body on fire after molesting her own mother. She knew that what she did was perverted, but the same could be said for Ash and mom. It was when Ky yelled to stop, and she pulled her arm out of mom's gaping cunt, did she notice the cameramen videoing everything.
But it didn't shock her, everything Ky had her do was always videoed. She jumped when she heard a dog bark when the van they were riding in parked behind the frat house. She wasn't sure what to expect as her Mistress was always pushing them into deeper perversions.
However once they were pulled out of the van, she saw it was a neighbor's dog and she breathed a sigh of relief. Ky and Becky grabbed their leashes and quickly pulled them into the back of the frat house and down to the basement. Taylor never looked anywhere but at Ky's feet. She didn't want to know who was there or how many. It didn't matter anyways as she knew she would find out soon enough.
When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Ky barked, "on your knees slaves!"
Immediately all three dropped to their knees and bowed their heads. They knew the drill, the positions, and what not to do.
Taylor didn't look at them, but she knew Ash and Mom were kneeling just like her. Ky moved over and towered over Taylor.
"Well slave, not so high and mighty now are you?" She sneered. "And mommy and sissy too. When you fuck up you really fuck up. You know you single handedly destroyed your entire family. Letting your ego take over your mind and look what you've done." Ky spat, practically spitting in Taylor face.
Taylor could see the venom pouring out of every cell of Ky's body. For the first time Taylor felt real fear. Being a slave to her was scary, but Taylor was seeing a side of Ky that no one had ever seen before. Up to now it had been humiliation, and perverted sex. She knew she could survive with that. Not that she wanted to be a slave, but now she was afraid of being hurt. Really hurt! Taylor visibly shook cowering in front of her Mistress.
"Yes Mistress, I was stupid, nasty, and mean. Now I'm a whore. I deserve to be your slave. God yes I know I destroyed my family. Please Mistress punish this slave. I deserve it. My sister and mother can serve you both. Just punish me." Taylor pleaded. Right now she wasn't sure what would happen, but she got them into this, she will take the brunt of the punishment.
Ky smiled down at her. Taylor could see the wheels turning in Mistress Ky's head. Another shiver went up her spine.
"Oh yeah I'm going to punish you. You are going to pay for all your sins." Ky giggled. "But first we have some business to conduct. Your punishments will come. Now all three of you listen up. Here are your rules for tonight.
As Ky spoke, Taylor heard gasps and moans beside her. She never moved her eyes from her Mistress. Her concentration was completely on her sucking in each word and memorizing them. Nothing more was said as Taylor followed behind her Mistress and crawled into the next room.
The room was fairly large, maybe 20 X 20. There wasn't much in the way of furniture, just two weight lifting benches, padded. Only these were different. At one end was a cutout about the size of a head. On either side were two vertical bars. They appeared to be bars to hold weights. At the other end was a similar arrangement but no cut out. On each bar were a couple straps, as well as on the legs of the bench. Taylor's imagination was going crazy. "Oh god what is going to happen to me?" She exclaimed to herself.
Two minutes later, she and Ash were being strapped to the bench. Taylor on her back, Ash on her belly. Both of their legs were secured either to the bars or the legs of the bench. Neither could move much, but their bodies were completely available. Becky had her slave lick her fellow slaves to get them aroused and lubricated. She even allowed her to use lube on their asses and loosen them up a bit.
By that time the first customers entered the room. Ky turned to them and smiled. "Welcome, I'm sure my slaves will make you happy. I'd like to introduce my family of slut slaves. Kneeling on the floor is Mother Slut Carol. Strapped to the benches are Pain Slut Taylor, and Ass Slut Ash." She paused for dramatic effect and continued. "You see Mother Slut Carol is going to get you ready, then deliver you to one of her daughters. She will also guide you to the hole of your preference. Once you've finished, she will clean you up. All for twenty five cents, please deposit your quarter in the appropriate bowl." Ky stopped and waited to see what were their reactions. She was pleased when one of the guys turned and ran up the stairs yelling.
Taylor listened at what was about to happen. A tear ran down her cheek. For the first time, she felt dead inside. This was her life now, a slut for her Mistress, a whore.
Taylor zoned out and hardly noticed when a cock was shoved deep inside her. A second later, someone grabbed her head, pushed it down and filled her mouth with his cock. She could feel each cock piston in and out of her body. Yes she felt it, yes she knew she was being fucked and sucking a cock. But she might as well have been watching TV at home. Thank god for mom working in her before this started. After the last few weeks, fucking and sucking alone did nothing for her. She needed pain to push her over the edge. A few seconds later, both shot their loads inside her. She swallowed their seed, and seconds later, she felt her mother's tongue cleaning her pussy. She took the minute's break to look around the room, only to see Ash's ass being pounded by a large fat frat boy. Another was fucking her face. Looking to the side, she gasped as there must have been twenty young men standing to the side. She looked again, and could see more out in the hall. Closing her eyes, she leaned her head back into the cutout and opened her mouth. Two seconds later, it was filled as well as her pussy.
There was nothing romantic or erotic about this. This was sexual abuse to the nth degree. Taylor's mind shut down about the third round. By the ninth round, she was almost comatose. By the fifteenth, Ky and Becky shut it down and pushed the remaining frats out of the room. They released the slaves and pulled them to a bathroom down the hall. For the next half hour, they showered and gave the slaves a vinegar douche. The slaves were given some water and a little food. The three slaves were just coming around, when they were led back to the room to start again for round two.
* * * * * * * * * *
Nicole sat in the back of the van. Her mother sitting on the opposite side. The van was empty except for a laptop connected to a buttonhole camera hidden in Nicole's dress. It was almost time for Nicole to crash the party. She was nervous about seeing Ky again. The last person she ever wanted to see again was her. But after Holly told her contacts in the security officer department what was happening, they told her they needed to get some hard evidence first, before they could move on it. Something concrete, like prostitution, money laundering, extortion, or any other crimes. Unless they had that they really couldn't do much. It was a campus after all. Sex is rampant on college campuses.
You see, when Holly, Nicole's mother came and picked her up, she was totally flabbergasted at what was going on. It took everything she had to not attack Ky when she and Nicole went to talk to her. But Ky was prepared when they showed up. She already had videos queued up showing Nicole sucking cock after cock. When Holly asked her to shut them off, Ky simply queued up more videos only this time showing Nicole taking cock after cock up her ass and pussy. When Ky finally stopped, Holly asked what it would take to get Nicole out.
Ky took both by surprise when she told them, that they could leave at any time, but they were never to return or say a word to anyone. If they did, everything would be released to all their friends, coworkers, family and the internet.
Holly and Nicole quickly agreed and left the college, vowing never to return. However all the way home, Holly stewed, and soon yelled, screamed and vowed to get the bitches back. Over the next week or so, after learning she needed proof, she managed to use her contacts to arrange equipment that, if the plan worked, she would have the proof she needed.
The problem was the plan involved Nicole going back to the college and visit. They knew of the party, and had heard the rumors about sluts in the basement. No one knew who the sluts would be but Holly assumed it was Taylor and Ash. She didn't know about Carol yet. However, her friends in the department, told her that if what she said was true and could prove it, they would arrest Ky and her mother and keep Nicole's videos out of the press.
That was all the assurances she needed. Now Nicole was about to enter the frat house and try to get Ky to incriminate herself on video and get out alive or at least no worse than she now was. She glanced at her mom as she was fiddling with the computer, making sure the feed from her camera was perfect.
Nicole wanted to tell her to quit and go home. The entire experience with Ky and her friends had changed her in ways she never expected. Since leaving, her mind and body were different. Even her dreams had changed. Each morning she woke her body covered in sweat and her pussy on fire. She really didn't remember the specifics of the dreams, but they all were very erotic and always involved drinking or being covered in cum. She shivered at the thought and stepped out of the van.
She slowly walked up the front walk of the frat house. The party had been going on for hours and there were hundreds of people all over the place. She kept her head down, hoping no one would recognize her and hand her a yellow card. Nicole had no idea what she would do if that happened.
However, almost everyone she passed was drunk or in their own world and hardly looked at the pretty co-ed walking past. When she got to the front door, she paused and took a deep breath. Only a few weeks ago, it was her, Taylor and Ash servicing boy after boy and several women side by side. She had escaped but now she was walking back into the hell she had just left.
'Oh please let me get what we need and get out.' She prayed silently to herself, as she turned the knob and stepped inside.
The crowd was even worse inside the house. It was wall to wall people all with drinks in their hands, loud music and lots of noise. Nicole kept her head down and worked her way to the middle of the house, trying to figure out where her friends might be. Finally she decided she needed a drink and made her way to one of the many kegs. As expected, there were a few boys in line and as she waited her turn, she heard what she needed.
"James, you been downstairs yet?" One boy asked.
"Naw not yet, I heard its pretty wild." James answered.
"I went down there about an hour ago, there must have been twenty guys in line. Do you remember the slut handcuffed to the flag pole a few weeks ago?" The first boy asked.
"Oh the one who had the painted bikini? She was on the track team wasn't she? I heard she's a real slut and will suck anyone off if you give her a quarter." James answered
"Well it's her, her sister, and her mother too. The whole family are whores. Mom is sucking everyone hard and pushing their cocks in her daughter pussies then licking them clean afterwards. How sick is that." Both boys laughed and walked away. Nicole just stood there in shock. She wanted to run away as fast as possible, when her phone vibrated.
"Hello mom, what do you ..." She tried to ask but was interrupted.
"You heard them, get downstairs now. I'm sure Ky is down there with them. Is it true about Carol?" Holly asked.
"Mom how am I supposed to know. You heard what I heard. Mom I want out of here. Please can't we go home?" Nicole pleaded.
"No. Absolutely not, now get downstairs and get the proof we need." Holly answered and ended the call.
Nicole slowly made her way to the center hallway. She figured that was where the stairs were leading to the basement. When she got there, she gasped, there was a line in the hallway leading to the stairs. At first she started to get in line, but after a few seconds, pushed her way past all the young studs in line. She heard several comments about waiting her turn or asking if she was a reinforcement and if she was a whore too, but she ignored them and walked down the stairs and followed the line to the room.
Nicole stood outside the room where all the action was she assumed. She couldn't see in because of all the boys standing in her way. Something inside her told her to run, not walk away, but she had to see her friends. She prayed it wasn't as bad as it looked from the hallway. Finally after a few moments, she took a breath to calm her nerves and pushed past the men blocking her way and slipped inside the room.
What caught her attention first was everything happening in the middle of the room. Ash and Taylor were bound to benches. Both were being fucked in either their ass or pussy while a cock was shoved down their throats. Nicole couldn't look away, her mind watching the four men pound her friends. She watched when one of the men, screamed out he was coming and pulled his cock out of Ash's ass spraying his seed all over her hips.
Nicole couldn't look away as his cum slid down her hips and dripped on the floor. Unconsciously she licked her lips looking at the puddle forming below Ash. That was when she noticed Carol, lead two more men up to Ash with her hands holding their rock hard cocks. Just as they reached Ash, Carol dropped to her knees and shoved her tongue deep inside Ash's ass lapping up the last deposit and drinking it down.
Despite wanting to run out, her legs wouldn't function. She stood there mesmerized and almost drooling. She watched as Carol finished cleaning her daughter's ass and dropped to the floor and licked up the puddle.
"Well slave, I see you couldn't stay away." Broke the spell as Nicole jumped and found Ky standing beside her. "I told you not to come back. Now your ass is mine." Ky continued as she slipped her hand up to Nicole's neck.
Nicole wanted to run as fast as she could to leave, but when Ky untied the halter top to her dress and it fell to the floor. It left Nicole naked except for her panties in a room full of horny college boys.
"Surprised seeing Carol serving me? She is just as much a slut slave as her daughters. And now you're going to join them." Ky said leaning in close to Nicole. "I know your fetish. I've watched your videos and I know you love cum. Look at Carol. She's covered with it. You wish it was you don't you?" Ky cooed as her hand slipped down to Nicole's tits and pinched her left nipple.
"OOOHHH GGGOOODDD," was all she could say. Her mind slipping back to only a few weeks ago before her mother rescued her. Her mind was already visualizing her licking up the boy's cum coating her friends and dripping out of their whore asses and pussies.
Ky slipped her hand to Nicole's chin and turned her head to look at her. She wanted Nicole's complete attention. "You are mine, I own you and deep down you love it. Now take this collar, put it on and greet me like the slave you are!" Ky demanded.
She looked down at the glistening collar in Ky's hand. Just the sight of it made her knees go weak. Her mind was screaming to turn and walk away, but her hands weren't listening as they slowly reached out and took it from Ky's grasp.
She looked back up at Ky and her evil grin. She wanted to drop it on the ground but instead her body was once again betraying her as she felt it lock around her neck. The click sounded like a jail cell door clanging shut, locking her away and eliminating any resistance. She dropped her head as her knees gave way as she dropped to the floor. Her body not stopping until she was on her stomach, the exact way Ky demanded each morning. Nicole slithered the short distance to Ky's feet and licked her shoes. She had never felt so helpless and out of control before. Five minutes before, she was free. Now she was on her stomach and licking her Mistress's shoes.
"Excellent slave, now go over and help momma slave clean her daughters and drink as much cum as you can stand." Ky laughed heartily and pointed at the line of men still waiting for a chance at one of the slaves. As Nicole crawled on her body towards the bound slaves, she heard Ky yell behind her. "Make sure you collect a quarter for each fuck or suck."
* * * * * * * * * * *
Holly sat in the van watching the video feed from Nicole's button cam. It was like every other frat party, she had ever seen. Lots of young men and women drinking and dancing. She watched as Nicole headed towards one of the many kegs. That was when she heard what she needed when Nicole's camera and microphone picked up the two boys conversation. Not wanting to miss a second, she dialed Nicole's number.
"Hello mom, what do you ..."
"You heard them, get downstairs now. I'm sure Ky is down there with them. It is true about Carol?" Holly asked.
"Mom how am I supposed to know. You heard what I heard. Mom I want out of here. Please can't we go home?" Nicole pleaded.
"No. Absolutely not, now get downstairs and get the proof we need." She barked and ended the call.
Holly watched as her daughter made her way downstairs following the long line of young men. When Nicole stepped into the room, Holly gasped at what she saw on the screen. She had no idea what to expect, but what she saw was so completely over the top she gasped.
There in the center of the room were Ash and Taylor, bound to benches, both being fucked either in their ass or pussy. They each were sucking a cock too. But the shocking part, was when Nicole moved slightly and there was Carol Smith, naked and wearing slave chains, holding a cock in each hand. She zoomed in on Carol's face. It was covered with cum and her lipstick was smeared around her lips giving her usually perfect face a grotesque appearance.
But it didn't shock her, everything Ky had her do was always videoed. She jumped when she heard a dog bark when the van they were riding in parked behind the frat house. She wasn't sure what to expect as her Mistress was always pushing them into deeper perversions.
However once they were pulled out of the van, she saw it was a neighbor's dog and she breathed a sigh of relief. Ky and Becky grabbed their leashes and quickly pulled them into the back of the frat house and down to the basement. Taylor never looked anywhere but at Ky's feet. She didn't want to know who was there or how many. It didn't matter anyways as she knew she would find out soon enough.
When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Ky barked, "on your knees slaves!"
Immediately all three dropped to their knees and bowed their heads. They knew the drill, the positions, and what not to do.
Taylor didn't look at them, but she knew Ash and Mom were kneeling just like her. Ky moved over and towered over Taylor.
"Well slave, not so high and mighty now are you?" She sneered. "And mommy and sissy too. When you fuck up you really fuck up. You know you single handedly destroyed your entire family. Letting your ego take over your mind and look what you've done." Ky spat, practically spitting in Taylor face.
Taylor could see the venom pouring out of every cell of Ky's body. For the first time Taylor felt real fear. Being a slave to her was scary, but Taylor was seeing a side of Ky that no one had ever seen before. Up to now it had been humiliation, and perverted sex. She knew she could survive with that. Not that she wanted to be a slave, but now she was afraid of being hurt. Really hurt! Taylor visibly shook cowering in front of her Mistress.
"Yes Mistress, I was stupid, nasty, and mean. Now I'm a whore. I deserve to be your slave. God yes I know I destroyed my family. Please Mistress punish this slave. I deserve it. My sister and mother can serve you both. Just punish me." Taylor pleaded. Right now she wasn't sure what would happen, but she got them into this, she will take the brunt of the punishment.
Ky smiled down at her. Taylor could see the wheels turning in Mistress Ky's head. Another shiver went up her spine.
"Oh yeah I'm going to punish you. You are going to pay for all your sins." Ky giggled. "But first we have some business to conduct. Your punishments will come. Now all three of you listen up. Here are your rules for tonight.
- You are fuck slaves. You fuck and suck anything offered anyway they want.
- Momma slave will deliver the cocks, put them in the appropriate hole. She will get the cocks ready for their turn, and clean up afterwards.
- Ass I mean Ash, just to make your night, you get three ass fucks to every one pussy fuck. Unless the lines are backed up. Then all holes are available.
- Tay slave, all your holes are available, the customer is always right.
- You will get ten minutes every hour to refresh yourself.
- It ends when there are no more cocks to service.
- Each customer will pay $.25 per turn. There will be a bowl to collect it nearby.
- The chains stay on all the time. You are objects now and still need training."
As Ky spoke, Taylor heard gasps and moans beside her. She never moved her eyes from her Mistress. Her concentration was completely on her sucking in each word and memorizing them. Nothing more was said as Taylor followed behind her Mistress and crawled into the next room.
The room was fairly large, maybe 20 X 20. There wasn't much in the way of furniture, just two weight lifting benches, padded. Only these were different. At one end was a cutout about the size of a head. On either side were two vertical bars. They appeared to be bars to hold weights. At the other end was a similar arrangement but no cut out. On each bar were a couple straps, as well as on the legs of the bench. Taylor's imagination was going crazy. "Oh god what is going to happen to me?" She exclaimed to herself.
Two minutes later, she and Ash were being strapped to the bench. Taylor on her back, Ash on her belly. Both of their legs were secured either to the bars or the legs of the bench. Neither could move much, but their bodies were completely available. Becky had her slave lick her fellow slaves to get them aroused and lubricated. She even allowed her to use lube on their asses and loosen them up a bit.
By that time the first customers entered the room. Ky turned to them and smiled. "Welcome, I'm sure my slaves will make you happy. I'd like to introduce my family of slut slaves. Kneeling on the floor is Mother Slut Carol. Strapped to the benches are Pain Slut Taylor, and Ass Slut Ash." She paused for dramatic effect and continued. "You see Mother Slut Carol is going to get you ready, then deliver you to one of her daughters. She will also guide you to the hole of your preference. Once you've finished, she will clean you up. All for twenty five cents, please deposit your quarter in the appropriate bowl." Ky stopped and waited to see what were their reactions. She was pleased when one of the guys turned and ran up the stairs yelling.
Taylor listened at what was about to happen. A tear ran down her cheek. For the first time, she felt dead inside. This was her life now, a slut for her Mistress, a whore.
Taylor zoned out and hardly noticed when a cock was shoved deep inside her. A second later, someone grabbed her head, pushed it down and filled her mouth with his cock. She could feel each cock piston in and out of her body. Yes she felt it, yes she knew she was being fucked and sucking a cock. But she might as well have been watching TV at home. Thank god for mom working in her before this started. After the last few weeks, fucking and sucking alone did nothing for her. She needed pain to push her over the edge. A few seconds later, both shot their loads inside her. She swallowed their seed, and seconds later, she felt her mother's tongue cleaning her pussy. She took the minute's break to look around the room, only to see Ash's ass being pounded by a large fat frat boy. Another was fucking her face. Looking to the side, she gasped as there must have been twenty young men standing to the side. She looked again, and could see more out in the hall. Closing her eyes, she leaned her head back into the cutout and opened her mouth. Two seconds later, it was filled as well as her pussy.
There was nothing romantic or erotic about this. This was sexual abuse to the nth degree. Taylor's mind shut down about the third round. By the ninth round, she was almost comatose. By the fifteenth, Ky and Becky shut it down and pushed the remaining frats out of the room. They released the slaves and pulled them to a bathroom down the hall. For the next half hour, they showered and gave the slaves a vinegar douche. The slaves were given some water and a little food. The three slaves were just coming around, when they were led back to the room to start again for round two.
* * * * * * * * * *
Nicole sat in the back of the van. Her mother sitting on the opposite side. The van was empty except for a laptop connected to a buttonhole camera hidden in Nicole's dress. It was almost time for Nicole to crash the party. She was nervous about seeing Ky again. The last person she ever wanted to see again was her. But after Holly told her contacts in the security officer department what was happening, they told her they needed to get some hard evidence first, before they could move on it. Something concrete, like prostitution, money laundering, extortion, or any other crimes. Unless they had that they really couldn't do much. It was a campus after all. Sex is rampant on college campuses.
You see, when Holly, Nicole's mother came and picked her up, she was totally flabbergasted at what was going on. It took everything she had to not attack Ky when she and Nicole went to talk to her. But Ky was prepared when they showed up. She already had videos queued up showing Nicole sucking cock after cock. When Holly asked her to shut them off, Ky simply queued up more videos only this time showing Nicole taking cock after cock up her ass and pussy. When Ky finally stopped, Holly asked what it would take to get Nicole out.
Ky took both by surprise when she told them, that they could leave at any time, but they were never to return or say a word to anyone. If they did, everything would be released to all their friends, coworkers, family and the internet.
Holly and Nicole quickly agreed and left the college, vowing never to return. However all the way home, Holly stewed, and soon yelled, screamed and vowed to get the bitches back. Over the next week or so, after learning she needed proof, she managed to use her contacts to arrange equipment that, if the plan worked, she would have the proof she needed.
The problem was the plan involved Nicole going back to the college and visit. They knew of the party, and had heard the rumors about sluts in the basement. No one knew who the sluts would be but Holly assumed it was Taylor and Ash. She didn't know about Carol yet. However, her friends in the department, told her that if what she said was true and could prove it, they would arrest Ky and her mother and keep Nicole's videos out of the press.
That was all the assurances she needed. Now Nicole was about to enter the frat house and try to get Ky to incriminate herself on video and get out alive or at least no worse than she now was. She glanced at her mom as she was fiddling with the computer, making sure the feed from her camera was perfect.
Nicole wanted to tell her to quit and go home. The entire experience with Ky and her friends had changed her in ways she never expected. Since leaving, her mind and body were different. Even her dreams had changed. Each morning she woke her body covered in sweat and her pussy on fire. She really didn't remember the specifics of the dreams, but they all were very erotic and always involved drinking or being covered in cum. She shivered at the thought and stepped out of the van.
She slowly walked up the front walk of the frat house. The party had been going on for hours and there were hundreds of people all over the place. She kept her head down, hoping no one would recognize her and hand her a yellow card. Nicole had no idea what she would do if that happened.
However, almost everyone she passed was drunk or in their own world and hardly looked at the pretty co-ed walking past. When she got to the front door, she paused and took a deep breath. Only a few weeks ago, it was her, Taylor and Ash servicing boy after boy and several women side by side. She had escaped but now she was walking back into the hell she had just left.
'Oh please let me get what we need and get out.' She prayed silently to herself, as she turned the knob and stepped inside.
The crowd was even worse inside the house. It was wall to wall people all with drinks in their hands, loud music and lots of noise. Nicole kept her head down and worked her way to the middle of the house, trying to figure out where her friends might be. Finally she decided she needed a drink and made her way to one of the many kegs. As expected, there were a few boys in line and as she waited her turn, she heard what she needed.
"James, you been downstairs yet?" One boy asked.
"Naw not yet, I heard its pretty wild." James answered.
"I went down there about an hour ago, there must have been twenty guys in line. Do you remember the slut handcuffed to the flag pole a few weeks ago?" The first boy asked.
"Oh the one who had the painted bikini? She was on the track team wasn't she? I heard she's a real slut and will suck anyone off if you give her a quarter." James answered
"Well it's her, her sister, and her mother too. The whole family are whores. Mom is sucking everyone hard and pushing their cocks in her daughter pussies then licking them clean afterwards. How sick is that." Both boys laughed and walked away. Nicole just stood there in shock. She wanted to run away as fast as possible, when her phone vibrated.
"Hello mom, what do you ..." She tried to ask but was interrupted.
"You heard them, get downstairs now. I'm sure Ky is down there with them. Is it true about Carol?" Holly asked.
"Mom how am I supposed to know. You heard what I heard. Mom I want out of here. Please can't we go home?" Nicole pleaded.
"No. Absolutely not, now get downstairs and get the proof we need." Holly answered and ended the call.
Nicole slowly made her way to the center hallway. She figured that was where the stairs were leading to the basement. When she got there, she gasped, there was a line in the hallway leading to the stairs. At first she started to get in line, but after a few seconds, pushed her way past all the young studs in line. She heard several comments about waiting her turn or asking if she was a reinforcement and if she was a whore too, but she ignored them and walked down the stairs and followed the line to the room.
Nicole stood outside the room where all the action was she assumed. She couldn't see in because of all the boys standing in her way. Something inside her told her to run, not walk away, but she had to see her friends. She prayed it wasn't as bad as it looked from the hallway. Finally after a few moments, she took a breath to calm her nerves and pushed past the men blocking her way and slipped inside the room.
What caught her attention first was everything happening in the middle of the room. Ash and Taylor were bound to benches. Both were being fucked in either their ass or pussy while a cock was shoved down their throats. Nicole couldn't look away, her mind watching the four men pound her friends. She watched when one of the men, screamed out he was coming and pulled his cock out of Ash's ass spraying his seed all over her hips.
Nicole couldn't look away as his cum slid down her hips and dripped on the floor. Unconsciously she licked her lips looking at the puddle forming below Ash. That was when she noticed Carol, lead two more men up to Ash with her hands holding their rock hard cocks. Just as they reached Ash, Carol dropped to her knees and shoved her tongue deep inside Ash's ass lapping up the last deposit and drinking it down.
Despite wanting to run out, her legs wouldn't function. She stood there mesmerized and almost drooling. She watched as Carol finished cleaning her daughter's ass and dropped to the floor and licked up the puddle.
"Well slave, I see you couldn't stay away." Broke the spell as Nicole jumped and found Ky standing beside her. "I told you not to come back. Now your ass is mine." Ky continued as she slipped her hand up to Nicole's neck.
Nicole wanted to run as fast as she could to leave, but when Ky untied the halter top to her dress and it fell to the floor. It left Nicole naked except for her panties in a room full of horny college boys.
"Surprised seeing Carol serving me? She is just as much a slut slave as her daughters. And now you're going to join them." Ky said leaning in close to Nicole. "I know your fetish. I've watched your videos and I know you love cum. Look at Carol. She's covered with it. You wish it was you don't you?" Ky cooed as her hand slipped down to Nicole's tits and pinched her left nipple.
"OOOHHH GGGOOODDD," was all she could say. Her mind slipping back to only a few weeks ago before her mother rescued her. Her mind was already visualizing her licking up the boy's cum coating her friends and dripping out of their whore asses and pussies.
Ky slipped her hand to Nicole's chin and turned her head to look at her. She wanted Nicole's complete attention. "You are mine, I own you and deep down you love it. Now take this collar, put it on and greet me like the slave you are!" Ky demanded.
She looked down at the glistening collar in Ky's hand. Just the sight of it made her knees go weak. Her mind was screaming to turn and walk away, but her hands weren't listening as they slowly reached out and took it from Ky's grasp.
She looked back up at Ky and her evil grin. She wanted to drop it on the ground but instead her body was once again betraying her as she felt it lock around her neck. The click sounded like a jail cell door clanging shut, locking her away and eliminating any resistance. She dropped her head as her knees gave way as she dropped to the floor. Her body not stopping until she was on her stomach, the exact way Ky demanded each morning. Nicole slithered the short distance to Ky's feet and licked her shoes. She had never felt so helpless and out of control before. Five minutes before, she was free. Now she was on her stomach and licking her Mistress's shoes.
"Excellent slave, now go over and help momma slave clean her daughters and drink as much cum as you can stand." Ky laughed heartily and pointed at the line of men still waiting for a chance at one of the slaves. As Nicole crawled on her body towards the bound slaves, she heard Ky yell behind her. "Make sure you collect a quarter for each fuck or suck."
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Holly sat in the van watching the video feed from Nicole's button cam. It was like every other frat party, she had ever seen. Lots of young men and women drinking and dancing. She watched as Nicole headed towards one of the many kegs. That was when she heard what she needed when Nicole's camera and microphone picked up the two boys conversation. Not wanting to miss a second, she dialed Nicole's number.
"Hello mom, what do you ..."
"You heard them, get downstairs now. I'm sure Ky is down there with them. It is true about Carol?" Holly asked.
"Mom how am I supposed to know. You heard what I heard. Mom I want out of here. Please can't we go home?" Nicole pleaded.
"No. Absolutely not, now get downstairs and get the proof we need." She barked and ended the call.
Holly watched as her daughter made her way downstairs following the long line of young men. When Nicole stepped into the room, Holly gasped at what she saw on the screen. She had no idea what to expect, but what she saw was so completely over the top she gasped.
There in the center of the room were Ash and Taylor, bound to benches, both being fucked either in their ass or pussy. They each were sucking a cock too. But the shocking part, was when Nicole moved slightly and there was Carol Smith, naked and wearing slave chains, holding a cock in each hand. She zoomed in on Carol's face. It was covered with cum and her lipstick was smeared around her lips giving her usually perfect face a grotesque appearance.
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