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CHAPTER 62C: THE BACHELOR PARTY, CONCLUSION

I was encouraged to take a long soak in the tub with some Epsom salts to help me recover, which I did. Then, I was sent out to get more beer, Jack Daniels, and some sides for when the guys grilled steaks later. Tim had me wear the tight ‘volleyball shorts’ that he likes Helen and me to wear when we workout. Then a smallish sports bra and shoes. I was to say I was returning from the gym if asked. Really, though, he wanted me exposed more in public, and by myself.

When I got back, they didn’t waste much time. They even helped me unload the car and put things away and the beer on ice. Yes, I got more ice, too, since they had used most of it on Cody and me earlier. I still shivered at the memory.

They didn’t allow me to remain in clothes for long, though. The rest of the afternoon and very early evening was spent on the patio or family room. Tim had a baseball game on. The Diamondbacks were on a winning streak, so the guys had some interest. But that was a time passer, that and drinking beer and … me. Tim came up with an interesting game for us while they watched the ballgame. The guys stripped down, I sucked them hard, and then they stroked themselves to remain that way. As each batter came up to the plate, I switched to the next man in the circuit. Of course, this had the effect of stimulating me tremendously and allowing them to last for a very long time. Also, the man I was on when the side got out had the benefit of waiting for the sides to change out and the new team to come to bat. The third time that happened was the first orgasm for me. I could tell the guys were going to last for a long time at that rate.

Halfway through the ballgame, they lost interest in the ballgame, and we went out to the patio. I had been sitting on Anthony’s cock when the decision was made and the stud grabbed my waist and stood up, me still on his cock. When we got outside, he lowered me to my feet, bent me over the patio table, and proceeded to finish himself off inside me. The prolonged stimulation and delayed climax had quite an effect on him as he came inside me the hardest I could ever remember him cumming. It was wonderful, feeling spurt after spurt of his cum shoot inside me with each jerk of his cock and moan from his mouth. It was all I needed to orgasm once more.

From then on, I was fucked man after man, sometimes sitting on them and other times on the grass next to the patio in either missionary or doggy. After each fuck, I was instructed to clean each cock with my mouth, which took no encouragement at all. After cleaning the last one, I knelt back to sit on my heels and I looked around at the men. All were sipping another beer and Harry handed one to me. As I knelt in front of them, my knee spread and their cum dripping from my well used pussy, I took a strong pull from the bottle and sighed at the refreshing taste and feel of the liquid going down my throat.

I turned to Carlos as he asked, “You’ve had quite a day already, Michele, how are you doing?”

I straightened my back, setting the bottle of beer next to my left knee, “I am at your disposal, Sir. How may I pleasure you?”

“Oh God, no! It might fall off if I let you near it, again. And then I wouldn’t be able to consummate my wedding.” He was laughing and the others joined him. Harry seemed to enthusiastically agreeing with him.

“I know you better than that, Sir. Perhaps a suck?”

“No, Michele, you vixen.” He paused and turned to Tim, “Actually, I was thinking of the dogs. I know she’s already fucked them this morning, but who doesn’t enjoying watching a beautiful woman being fucked by dogs?”

Tim smiled and the others seemed to be in complete agreement with the idea. I, of course, wasn’t asked for an opinion. I turned my head to him to await his response. “Excellent I idea, Carlos. After that will be a good time to grill the steaks and have dinner. Then, after dinner, you can all resume your enjoyment of our weekend slut, but not the dogs. I want the dogs recovered and refreshed for later in the night. Harry and I have a special treat prepared.” He looked directly at me now, “This will be pushing one of your Soft Limits, my dear.”

That made me wonder, but he was up and whistling for the dogs. In a moment, they were all coming over the rise on the run. He had them stop on the grass just off the patio and they sat as trained. I got up from my kneeling position on the patio and moved over to them. When I passed Tim, he stopped me and pulled me into his arms, kissing me deeply. He then hugged me tightly, patted my ass, and whispered into my ear, “I am proud and very pleased with how you are doing.”

I hugged him tight and kissed his neck, “Thank you, Sir! I am anxious to see what you have planned for me tonight.” I then dropped to my knees and encouraged the first dog, Jackson was closest, to the ground on his side. By the time the last dog released me from being knotted, I enjoyed a few minutes of bliss lying on the grass and the feeling of my body coming down from the heights of three orgasms from the four dogs. I had long since stopped keeping track of the number of cocks I satisfied or the number of orgasms I experienced since this weekend began.

As I got to my knees, finally, I felt a tongue snaking between my thighs and lapping at my leaking pussy. I turned my head to find Cody licking at my dripping pussy. I turned, breaking his contact to me, and hugged his head, “You are such a good dog, cleaning your bitch after using her.”

I stood and was moving across the patio to prepare the sides for dinner when I saw John pointing to the patio surface behind me. There was a trail of wet dots on the pavers marking the path I had taken, ending at a collection of drops where I was now standing. They caught my reaction as I shrugged, turned for the door, and went to the kitchen to transfer the sides into serving bowls. There was still cum hanging from my pussy lips when I returned and bent over the table to place the bowls in the center. Tim put two fingers to my pussy, slid them along the length of my lips, and held them up to me to clean off. I bent down and kissed him as a thank you.

After dinner, I cleaned up but there wasn’t much to clean. The plates, silverware, and glasses went into the dishwasher and the serving bowls were covered and put in the refrigerator. When I returned to the patio, they had switched to Jack Daniels. They had put on boxers some time before dinner so I was again the only one completely naked. I poured a shot for myself and sat on Tim’s lap. Tim’s free hand found itself on my breast and he leisurely fondled it as the discussion continued. Then he shifted me from sitting across his lap to a position of facing several of the others and my legs opened, as I knew he wanted. His hand then moved between my legs and he lazily stroked my pussy lips and slit, grazing my clit occasionally as he did.

After my second shot with them, it was now dark and they decided that I should suck each of them one more time that night before Tim and Harry introduced me to their surprise. These guys had something up their sleeve and it seemed more than a casual thought. But, since I was already sitting on Tim, I slid off him, turned around, dropped to my knees, and pulled his boxers to his knees. I stroked his stiffening cock in my hand as I kissed up each thigh until I was kissing balls and cock. I put my tongue out and lapped up the length of his cock several times before taking him in my mouth. I sighed taking him into my mouth, my lips forming tightly around it, my tongue swirling around the head when I pulled back to the top. As much as I enjoying sucking cock, man or dog, this was the one that felt natural, comfortable, and familiar to me.

After Tim, I was about to move to Carlos who was sitting immediately to the right. But, Tim directed me to Harry, first. For effect, I crawled across the way to Harry on my hands and knees. It turned me on to act so subjugated; I hoped it had a similar effect on them. It certainly seemed to have an effect on Harry. He had his eyes fixed on mine as I approached him this way and he was already hard by the time my hand touched him. About the time I had Harry moaning and beginning to strain into me, I noticed shoes nearby and saw Tim had put on shoes but was still in his boxers and was now holding another pair of shoes. I finished my task, which was at the moment to finish Harry. After licking my lips clean and cleaning his cock, I sat back on my heels as Harry recovered enough to lean over to put his shoes on.

I was smiling as I watched the sight and Tim noticed, “Something is so amusing as to keep you from your task of sucking the others?”

“Sorry, Sir, but … yes. I don’t mean to appear slow in completing my task of pleasuring all these wonderful cocks you have for me, but the sight … it is amusing, Sir.”

Harry looked up at the exchange, “Sassy wench, isn’t she?”
With that, they headed back into the house but called out over their shoulder, “Enjoy this sassy wench until our return.” Return? That’s why they put shoes on, but why not pants? Then I heard a vehicle leaving the drive, crunching over the gravel. I shrugged with the clear understanding that I would understand when it was my time to understand. Until then, I had more cock to pleasure, so I moved to the next man and repeat the process until I was swallowing Carlos’ cum and heard what sounded like Harry’s pickup truck maneuvering near the kennel. I started to turn my head to check it out, but Carlos put his hand out to stop me. I looked up at him.

“You have some work left here, my dear. Focus on my cock until I indicate it is okay to turn around.”

“Yes, Sir.” Apparently, Tim and Harry went somewhere, probably Harry’s since they were in their boxers, and were now busy with something at the kennel. And, the something was heavy enough that they wanted to be as close to the kennel as possible. It didn’t really take much time to clean his cock, but I spent the time as directed, playing with his cock in my mouth, on my tongue, and a combination of the two. His cock didn’t fully soften even after cumming and I was just thinking I was feeling him stiffen some when he tapped my shoulder and indicated toward the kennel.

I turned and saw Harry waving to us and I saw that Anthony was standing nearby ready to offer his hand to me. As we started moving to the kennel, I received a sharp swat on my ass as I was just ambling in that direction. It was Carlos, “Get a move-on, our submissive plaything. We’re all curious what is planned for you now.”

I put my hand to my ass and rubbed it as I started off at a jog, than at a flat out run as I noticed Anthony giving chase. As I went through the kennel door, I was giggling like a girl as Anthony’s hands were grabbing for me. But, I froze when I saw what was in the center of the training area. Tim was still fiddling with part of it, but Harry was looking on with admiration. I gathered it might be his creation. Before me was a strange looking constructed device that was well padded with straps hanging from it in several location. I walked up to it tentatively. As I approached, Tim stood on the other side from Harry and the other men followed me. I also realized that all four dogs were in the room and roaming around us.

Tim came to me, put his hands on my upper arms, looking at me, and then leaned in to kiss me on the lips. His hands moved from my arms to my breasts and fiddled with my nipples. He was pensive, considering his thoughts and the coming words. Then, he pinched my nipples and I looked up at him. He was looking at me and I knew the others were watching closely, too.

“This is a bondage device, Michele. A restraint. It is specifically dimensioned by me and built by Harry with the help of a friend with the skills in padding and fabric. Once in it, you will be in the perfect position for fucking doggy style … and … you will be restricted to that position. This is outside your limits as it is intended to be used. Are you willing to try?”

I looked at him, only at his eyes and I felt my answer before the words could possibly come out. The others didn’t exist at that moment; this was just Tim and me, even if the others were in fact there and hearing everything. My stance changed only slightly but distinctly in an immediate reaction to the question. My legs were already parted but my hands went behind my back, my shoulders went back and that caused my breast to jut out further. This time, though, rather than lowering my eyes, I maintained eye contact with him. I wanted him to know this was me, not an act to please him; it was what was immediately coming from my being and my heart, much more than my brain.

“Use your slut as you wish, Master.” I felt everyone look at me, I felt their heads snap to me and then to Tim. Yes, I heard it come out, too. I said ‘Master’. Not playfully, but heartfelt. It came without consideration, manipulation, or contrivance. He looked intently into my eyes and I gave him eye contact so he could see it was me, my being, and not a game. “Sir, you are my Master. This slut is yours to use, to share as you wish. This bitch is also Cody’s to be used and shared. I only wish to please you to that purpose.” My eyes were now downcast and he pinched my nipples, sharply, and my mouth opened in response. I looked back up, still it was only him and me in my focus, “Sir, we have things to discuss and understand. I want to revise our understanding. But, for the remainder of this weekend, just use me any way you wish and how much you wish.”

He didn’t say anything. He gave me only a glint of a smile that was all in the way of indicating that he understood and agreed. But, he did take my hand and led me to the device. Standing at this contraption, it was clearer how elaborately it was considered and developed. They must have been planning this for longer than we knew about the bachelor party. What I could now discern as the back of the device were pads for my knees and shins. They came to a padded support for my upper body and head. I could see no restraint straps at the front of the device.

Tim guided me behind it with a hand to my lower back, just a slight amount of pressure, and I knew his intention. I knelt onto the pads and they were very comfortable. I leaned forward onto the body support surface and felt the same padded surface, which indeed was the correct height for my upper leg length to allow me to now be at ninety degrees. He came to the head of the device, “I am going to use the straps to restrain you now.” As he did, he talked me through it, each strap, how it was positioned, what it restrained. From my ankles to my knees to my thighs and lastly at my waist. My lower body was immobile. I know because I couldn’t resist the urge to test the restraint. I could move back there only in the slightest ways. But, my upper body was still unrestrained and I waited for that to change. Tim was at my head, again.

“How do you feel?”

“It is very comfortable, Sir.”

“No, how do YOU feel, Michele? Honestly … what are you feeling?”

“Honestly? … a little scared … maybe more nervous than scared. Yes, nervous … I am not scared with you involved, Sir. I want to do this, Sir.”

“Okay, Michele. I love you.” He kissed me by leaning down to my head. “Okay, this is no different than normal. The difference is that your ‘safe word’ isn’t a word but your own action. You will remain in this device for the rest of the night. We will move the party here, use you ourselves, and then watch the dogs use you. At some point, the lights will be turned off to allow us to sleep in the apartment or in the shadows but a couple lights will be trained on you the entire time. Partly for our viewing pleasure if we wish but also … this is being filmed. We will know how many times the dogs return to use you.” I shuddered at the thought. When I saw the device and the straps, I guessed that the restraint was for the effect of the use, repeatedly by man and b**st. I didn’t, wouldn’t have, guessed that it would be all night. But, without having been touched for a while, my only stimulation being sucking the men, my body was a lava pit of lust. I was burning with desire, lust building inside me to incredible pressure, and a need for release that would erupt as soon as any and all available cocks would be used on me, in me, as they wished.

“If at any point you have had too much, don’t rely on using the safe word, we might not be handy. Instead, your hands and arms will remain free. You can reach the strap around your waist, and then you can free yourself. Each strap is Velcro, so release from them will be straightforward. Do you understand, Michele?”

“I understand, Sir, but I won’t need that. I won’t disappoint you. I know you want me here and to remain here and experience the full attack and use of my body without my control.”

“One more detail,” and he moved my right hand to a lever in the bottom, “this lever will release the body support above your stomach so you can suck cock. Then just pull it back up to rest your upper body.”

I smiled at him, it was a tense smile, but not of fear or second-thoughts. I was now wound up tight in anticipation. I heard the door open and close and the noise of the men returning with the beer and drinks. They were planning on a show and I was going to be it. And before they were completely settled, I felt a dog’s tongue on my pussy and ass. I strained to turn enough to see who it was and saw it was Jackson, but I understood just how helpless I was and that it no longer mattered what dog or man was at my pussy or mouth. Then, another thought hit me as I heard Tim move Jackson out of the way and felt a liberal application of lubrication to my asshole. He applied it to my asshole and pushed more inside. He never said anything while doing it. But, of course, my thighs were spread wide and a wayward cock could accidently or deliberately penetrate my asshole as well. I shuddered strongly, shivering with the new realization of how much I could be used tonight.

Cody walked in front of me, checking out this new position his bitch was in. He licked my face, I put out my tongue for one of our kisses, and he responded. But, any thoughts I had of Cody being my first tonight in this situation were dissolved when I felt another tongue at my pussy. I sighed and moaned at the aggressive licking. I didn’t bother looking back this time, it didn’t matter any longer. Tonight there was no more question of what I was. I was indeed just a bitch to these dogs and a slut for the men. Anything else that I might be in other times or places was gone for now.

The dog behind me jumped up and mounted me. Without access for my hands to guide him, he thrust several times at my ass before suddenly penetrating me deeply. From the moment of initial penetration, he rammed his cock into me with an intensity that surprised even me. His cock grew quickly inside my pussy and continued to pump like a jack hammer. I was moaning and groaning like a stereotypical porn actress, but there was no faking what was happening deep inside me, this was real and powerful. Then I felt his knot at my lips and my instinct to press back against him produced nothing. I was immobile so all I could do was wait and anticipate as he rammed, pounded, and pressed his cock and forming knot at my hole. I didn’t know what was coming out of my mouth but I know something was, maybe just gibberish mixed in with groans, sighs, and moans. That is until the knot pressed inside me, then I cried out, in a release of the sudden ending of the sharp pain of being stretched and, more I think, in complete release … I orgasmed on his knot passing through my lips and lodging inside me. Somewhere in my mind, a deep recess of awareness, as I climbed up the peak of sexual fulfillment and crashed off the edge, I felt him twitch inside me, his cock and knot pressing into me harder, as deeply as he could in the confines of my hole, my battered hole.

And, as I came back to a certain level of renewed awareness, I felt him flex and jerk wildly inside me and the first of many strong spurts of his cum being shot deep into my body and perhaps seeping into my womb. And … I came, again.

When the tie was finally broken, I could feel the volume of cum leaking from my spread pussy. Immediately, it seemed, there was another dog tongue at my hole, licking me, driving me higher in renewed stimulation. Then he, too, mounted me. This time, though, I felt a presence in front of me and saw a man-cock. The upper body platform was released and I held myself with my hands and arms as the cock was brought to my mouth, which opened as a matter of natural reflex it seemed. I now had dog-cock and man-cock in me and I didn’t know who either one was. The man lasted longer than the dog and I remembered in my orgasmic fog that I had just sucked each of the men so they would last longer now. The man came as I was still tied and after he was finished and I had cleaned his cock, he raised the platform for me to rest.

After the fourth dog had finished with me, two men approached and I saw that it was Anthony and John. John went to my back and Anthony to my mouth. I had Anthony in my mouth when I felt John pressing at my asshole. I grunted around the cock in my mouth, not wanting to lose contact with it and didn’t as the cock head passed my sphincter and into me. I groaned and moaned around the cock but never stopped sucking and tonguing.

Then Carlos and Harry came to me and repeated the action so it must have been Tim earlier. After they finished, Tim approached with a glass with a straw in it. I drank greedily before he pulled it away and I could feel the buzz. In the water was some Jack Daniels. As he stood to return to the other men, “Sir?”

He knelt down next to me so I could more easily see him with my head turned. “Yes, Michele, is there something you need?”

I smiled at him and I could see he was a bit taken aback. He was still nervous of this, pushing beyond my established limits. “Yes, Sir, but only to tell you how very much I love you.”

He shook his head as he returned to the guys. Carlos asked what that was about. Tim sat down and took up his drink, “I set up these situations for her to be used and, hopefully, challenged further. I was sure this one was and it was a bigger stretch for her, but her reaction just now was that she wanted me to know how much she loved me.” They all nodded in response as they watched me fifteen feet away being licked by another dog.

As Kaycee, the youngest of all the dogs, mounted me, an evaluation of the coming night flashed through my brain. It would be obvious that I enjoy mating with dogs as much or more than maybe any woman, but the combination of dog and man is very nice during an orgy like this. A break from being knotted with each fuck with the smooth fucking of man-cock. But, I knew the men had to be reaching their maximum and would be voyeurs for a while but I had never specifically tried to determine how quickly and frequently a dog could re-mate. Tonight would be that opportunity; there was certainly enough sexual scent from me to continue to bring them back as long as their urge continued. With Kaycee mounting me, again, I noticed peripherally Cody circling nearby, giving Kaycee space to be non-threatening, but claiming his position to be next to take the bitch … me.

I could occasionally hear random comments from the guys but they were getting quieter as I was tied to Kaycee. When he was able to pull out and Cody took his place on my back, the general lighting was turned off. All around me, it became dark. A circle of light was on me and that circle didn’t extend very far. I could no longer see the other dogs. I had heard the door to the apartment opening and closing after moments, which might have indicated several of the men moving in there for the night. But, I had no idea if it was all or a few. Was someone or two still watching me or was I now left here alone with the dogs, completely vulnerable and open to use after use by them without a watchful eye and protection from them? If there was any possible way to receive an additional jolt of excitement, stimulation, or sexual energy, that was the thought, the realization. That aloneness and vulnerability was the basis for this experience, the reason for it being beyond my existing limits. Being restrained from movement, left with no control or option or free-will, and left with no apparent protection, this was not only now a new challenge for me but I was also feeling an achievement of a new sexual high being experienced. There was something about being in this condition that gave me that high, a sharp jolt with each new unseen, unexpected touch by tongue or dog body as I was mounted.

Later (much later? I had no idea), I was woken by a sound. Yes, I had fallen asleep. There had been enough of a lull in my use by the dogs that I was able to at least doze off. But, the sound wasn’t like the now very familiar sound of claws on the mat surface. My head was turned on its side to where the dogs generally came from and I had to turn my head to the other direction, the direction where the men had been before going to bed. As I watched in that direction, I first saw a pair of bare legs approaching and then Cody alongside. Tim! It was going to be Tim! He knelt down next to my head and was again holding the glass with the straw. Cody walked to me and licked my face and shoulder, then Tim leaned to me and kissed the same locations seemingly sharing the same desire for soft intimacy as our dog, my two mates, my two Masters.

“It will be getting light outside soon. How are you doing? What was this like for you?”

I sipped from the straw, slower this time but it was just water. “You look tired, Sir. Have you been watching over me all night?”

He seemed embarrassed at being caught, that I now knew I wasn’t unprotected. “Guilty. That’s why it had to be dark except around you so you wouldn’t know. I wanted you to have the experience of being left alone and helpless without it being actually true. Did you know?”

“No. I thought I was alone with the dogs. But … Sir … I don’t think I can describe the feeling that it gave me … I have been given many wonderful, even crazy sexual experiences since we opened this door for exploration. This, Sir, was a new high. And, I know it is not over by a long shot.”

“What do you mean?”

I indicated with my eyes to the rear and he saw what I was feeling, Cody was again licking at my still dripping cunt. He smiled at him as he jumped up and mounted me, even scratching his ears as he turned his gaze on me as my mouth fell open with a sigh as I was again penetrated. But, my open mouth still held a smile of satisfaction, welcome anticipation, and gratitude. Gratitude? Yes, that was the feeling, also. Gratitude that I was a good and desired bitch for them. Then I heard the door open and my smile increased.

Tim leaned down, kissed my cheek, and was smiling. “What a slut you are. You have dog-cock in that dog cunt of yours, the knot already pressing to gain entrance, and you are now anticipating receiving cock from the men. What am I going to do with you?”

“You know what you are going to do with me, Master. You’re going to have me used.”

Used I was, too. The sounds brought the other dogs and the men. Tim made sure the dogs were let outside but with the door propped open for their return. Food and water was put out for them and the men made coffee and ate sweet rolls from the apartment. And I was used.

When Anthony came up behind me, “My dear, it looks like your ass got some use last night.” Although closed tight now, there was cum smeared around the opening.

“Oh, yes, Sir! Several of the dogs ended in there, including their knots. I was afraid I might have disturbed your sleep, Sir.”

“Oh, we heard you last night, Michele. We left the door ajar just for that. Our dreams, I dare say, were full of the sounds and images of you being ravaged.” All of this being said around moans and grunts as he pounded into my sloppy and loose pussy. I had no concept of how many loads of cum I had taken during the night but I was satisfied, no proud, that I had been the bitch and slut Tim had intended. Then, I remembered the video and that was all I needed to orgasm.

After that, each of the men took their turn and then the dogs returned. Between the third and fourth dog mounting I heard the distinct sound of the Velcro straps being torn open and my waist and legs being freed. But, I stayed as I was for the final dog, Harley. My pussy was so saturated with cum and had taken so many cocks and knots that it was only minutes after climaxing that these last dogs could pull their knots from me. After Harley pulled away, I relaxed on the device that had held me in position for the past twelve hours or so. I stretched out a leg at a time, then knelt up and stretched my back before attempting to stand. Tim was right there at my side, though, to assist. Carlos came to me holding out a mug of coffee.

I smiled at him and as I took it, I saw the color being slightly less black than I liked it. Tim smiled at me and the others were gathered around. “Try it. We know you like black coffee and this is not with cream or milk.”

I knew they were up to something but my mind was foggy from lack of sleep and a long, singular experience of only pleasure. I took a sip, looked back into the cup, and took another sip. “What an interesting flavor, but I can’t quite place it.”

Anthony put a small pitcher of whitish fluid down on the small table and offered, “Help yourself, there is plenty more where that came from.”

I look down at the fluid and it hit me. But, how, where? Reading my facial reaction, I was escorted to the device and the rear. In back and under where my pussy would have been was a trough protruding from underneath. Harry pulled it out and it was connected to a container that had to have a pint or so of this fluid. Cum! A combination of dog and man cum that would have both leaked and run out of my pussy after the fuckings last night. And, they had already taken some out. I looked at them questioningly. I mean, I like the taste of cum but this was a lot.

Tim had that evil look that said I was in for one more experience before they were done. “We have one more thing planned for our slut when the ladies return.” They were all smiling, certainly thinking about what was planned. But, what had me thinking was the words he used: ‘slut’ for me, ‘ladies’ for the other women.

We had breakfast, eventually. Nobody was in a hurry this morning. After that, I went for a run around the property and was pleased with myself that I made it for the entire distance even with the lack of good sleep and soreness that was settling in.

It was getting close to noon and the guys started getting ready for the return of the women by taking showers, shaving, and dressing. During that time, only Anthony and John came looking for one last suck, which I gladly and dutifully provided.

As the men were assembling, dressed and ready for the women, I noticed with curiosity the arrangements they were making. They retrieved pillows from the bedroom and moved one of the patio chairs into an open area, then placed the pillows on the chair, two on the seat and one against the back. I had the feeling that was ultimately being prepared for me, I just hadn’t figure out why, yet.

When we heard the driveway gravel crunching and the dogs ran around the house, Tim, Carlos, and Harry went through the house to greet them. Anthony and John stayed with me and the reason for the chair became known to me as they describe what was going to happen. I was red with embarrassment, but this was just one more thing of this wild weekend. The big difference was that this was going to unfold for my Mother and sister, and our friends.

I was in position with my butt at the top of the chair back, my head hanging over the edge of the seat, and my back comfortably on the pillows. I was upside down, like the time they worked to fish out the string of the egg from my pussy. Only this time I was positioned to be the receptacle of a special drink prepared for the women. They weren’t fooling me, though, they might be trying to differentiate between me and them to add to my debasement, but I knew all these ‘ladies’ were also bitches to dogs.

John put fingers into my pussy and unceremoniously pulled me open while Anthony poured some of the collected cum into me. Then, unexpectedly, he slipped a large straw into my pussy before John pulled his fingers out and offered them to me to clean.

Then, I heard my Mother as they came out on the patio, “My god, you guys! What have you been doing to my little girl?!?”

Tim laughed, which made me turn even more red as people formed around me, “Little girl? No, not likely, Barb. The five of us will attest that she is more of a slut than any of us previously believed. But, fear not. She will assure you that we did not abuse her, nor humiliate her … too much, anyway.”

Mom gave Tim a stern look, but Helen couldn’t hold it back and broke out laughing, which then got Marie going. Soon, Juli and Sharon joined and Mom couldn’t resist any longer, either. Mom asked again, “So, what is all this obscene display?”

Tim chuckled, “A welcome home cocktail especially prepare for you ladies.”

“In her pussy?”

“Try it. You know you want to.”

Helen pushed forward, “Hell, I can’t wait. Hey, Sis, how was your weekend?”

I looked up at her through my open legs as she took hold of the straw and moved it up and down, “Hmmmmmm, you tease you. I can’t wait to tell you, they did things that … later, when we are both naked and wanting to be nasty.” She laughed but her eyes showed that she hoped it would be soon. Then, she leaned over to the straw and took a tentative sip, smacked her lips, and sucked up much more.

“Oh, yes, I like that … but, I can’t quite identify all the flavors. The primary ones I can, though.” A big smile coming over her face.

Mom reacted, “Hey, what if we want some, too.”

Anthony and John were ready, “No problem, ladies, we have plenty.” He held up the small pitcher, John insert several fingers and pulled me open, again. Anthony filled me to the brim, reinserted the straw and my pussy was allowed to close. I was filled up three more times as the women enjoyed their special cocktail. Cum from four dogs and five men with a liberal dose of Jack Daniels and stirred thoroughly.

* * * CHAPTER 63: THE BACHELORETTE PARTY will follow * * * Thanks for reading.