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I had work to do. The house was clean. House cleaning was all I had to do lately. But I would need to go to the store and get something to feed three people. I grabbed my purse and hurried out to the store, deciding on the way which of the few recipes I was capable of preparing I would choose for tonight.

I ended up getting the ingredients for a quick and easy Swiss chicken casserole and a tossed salad. Add some biscuits and rice and a bottle of wine and they'll never know I can hardly cook at all.

I needed some help selecting a wine. The only thing I know about wine is that a wine hangover is as bad as it gets. I had planned on getting rid of that phony ID card that I had used when I went to clubs when I was in college. Now I was glad I had held onto it.

I went home and got the casserole ready and preheated the oven. I was all ready to put the casserole in the oven when Jon and Laura showed up. I had already uncorked the wine and dug out some wine glasses. I had prepared a tray of appetizers. I had tossed the salad and I was putting it in the refrigerator when they showed up.

I went to let them in and as soon as they stepped inside Laura wrapped her arms around me and started crying. I held her tight, fighting back my own tears. She cried for a minute or two before she stepped back, wiping her eyes with a handkerchief and said, "Damn it! I promised myself I wasn't going to do that! I'm sorry, Miki."

I shook my head and said, "It's okay. I have been living through this all by myself for the past couple of weeks. For some reason it makes me feel better that someone else cares."

Laura looked like I had slapped her. She said, "Oh my god! I hadn't even thought of how alone you must have been! I'm so sorry, Miki. We came home as soon as we possibly could, as soon as we found out. It was days before anyone at the plant was notified. And we had only been in touch with your father while we were there. It took them a couple of days to figure out how to reach us and let us know. We miss them so much. Our life will never be the same. We loved your mom and dad so much."

There was a pause and then she said, "I'm sorry that you had to learn about us and our relationship the way that you did. It must have been so hard for you, especially on top of everything else."

I smiled and said, "Actually, once the shock wore off, it was a blessing. It sure as hell took my mind off of my mourning. It's just so damned hard to wrap my mind around the kind of people that my parents really were after twenty years of thinking they were something entirely different. We were always a close family and I really thought that I knew my parents."

Jon said, "Miki, the things that the four of us did together, that isn't who your parents were. It was an exciting game that we played and all four of us loved it. But that isn't who they were. They were the people that you thought they were. They were good, kind, loving, concerned parents. They were intelligent, honest, hardworking people. The things that you are learning, they were a large part of our lives. But those things aren't who we are."

I actually saw the sense in that!

Jon saw that what he had said had registered with me and that his words were a comfort to me. I went over and hugged him and said, "Thank you, Jon. Now, I have some wine uncorked and breathing. I have some beer and of course the liquor cabinet. What would everyone like to drink?"

Jon offered to get drinks for himself and his wife. I hadn't planned on drinking any more alcohol today, except for the wine with dinner. But I was suddenly feeling much better about myself and life and my new friends. I put the chicken in the oven and got myself another beer. I brought the snacks out to the living room and we sat and talked for a while.

At first it was just normal conversation. We talked about what any people that had just met might talk about. Until I asked, "May I ask what is probably a silly question?"

Laura was sitting beside me on the couch. She turned and took my hand in hers and said, "Anything, Miki. You are almost like a daughter to us. We only met you a couple of times when you were young, and then only for brief moments. But your parents talked about you all the time and we kind of watched you grow up from a distance."

I said, "I guess you answered the question. I don't know anything about your relationship except what I saw in a couple of dozen photographs today. I just wondered if you were like that every time you got together. Did you ever just go out for dinner or sit around and talk."

Laura laughed and said, "Erin was my best friend. We did everything together. Sometimes, like if the four of us were out having dinner, we would start slipping into our roles. Jon might order your mother to remove her underwear and flash some of the other diners or the waiter."

She paused for a moment and looked concerned. She said, "I'm sorry, do you want to hear things like that? I don't want to upset you."

I squeezed her hand and said, "That's exactly what I want to hear. Go on."

She smiled, reassured, and continued, "Sometimes we would leave the restaurant and the games would begin spontaneously. We always seemed to know when the others were in the mood. But no, we weren't like that all the time. Sometimes we were just four good friends, four best friends."

Jon got up and made two more drinks for him and his wife. When he sat back down Laura said, "I'm amazed at how well you are handling all of this, Miki."

I laughed and said, "You wouldn't have been so amazed if you had seen my face earlier today when I finally got around to cleaning out my parent's room and started finding things that I knew could not possibly have belonged to my parents."

Laura said, "I can't even imagine what it must have been like. My brother and I are still quite certain that my mother died a virgin."

It was time to serve the salad and as we moved to the dining room table I explained, "I'm not much of a cook. My diet for the last four years has consisted mainly of dorm food. There are a couple of things that I can cook that come out okay most of the time. So in return for not judging you after seeing those remarkable photographs I only ask that you cut me some slack on the dinner, just in case."

I got lucky though and everything was perfect, even the rice. We enjoyed a pleasant meal and stimulating conversation. At times it was very stimulating.

After dinner I put a couple of things in the sink to soak. Then I insisted that my guests leave everything where it was and we moved back into the living room.

Jon asked me about my plans for the future. I told him that I didn't have much hope of making my fortune with my degree in history. But I had minored in computer science and much to my surprise it had turned out that I enjoyed it. It even seemed that I had a real aptitude in that area. So I was planning on getting a Master's Degree in that area after taking a short break.

Jon said, "If you aren't in a big hurry to get that degree, I could use a bright young person in my IT section at the plant. That's how your father started out. He never took a computer course in his life. Not until he had worked for me for years. He had a great head on his shoulders and I get the impression that you are a lot like him."

That came totally out of the blue! He saw my surprise. He smiled and said, "You don't have to answer now. Think about it though. I would love to have you come in with me. Things at work aren't going to be the same now. Your dad always had my back. He always told me what I needed to know, whether I wanted to hear it or not. I counted on him so much. I am going to miss him more than I can say."

After that the conversation became more general. They stayed around for one last drink. Then they had to leave. They were exhausted from their trip. Before they left, Laura wrote down her number and said, "If you need anything, anything at all, call me. I will be hurt if you don't. And this is going to sound strange, but if you would like me to be there when you are looking at those pictures or the DVDs so that you can ask questions or just so you won't be alone, I would be happy to do that for you."

I thought that was so sweet!

They were just about out the door when Jon said, "Oh, wait a minute." He came back inside and went to my father's study. He came back out with a ledger book and said, "This is a catalog of the DVD's. There isn't much information in it. That is intentional. But you may find it helpful."

As they were leaving I kissed them both and wished them goodnight at the door. After they left I cleaned up my messy kitchen. I was feeling better than I had since I got the bad news. I had two new friends, more than friends I think. Suddenly I wasn't alone in the world anymore. I had cooked a great meal and it had been a wonderful evening. I even had a job offer!

I finished cleaning up and I got the first photo album out again. I brought it back out to the kitchen. I poured the last of the wine into my glass and opened the album up to where I had left off.

In the last of the pictures I had seen, Jon had just finished fucking my mother. I'll bet that's a sentence that never enters the minds of most girls. When I turned to the next page the scene had changed. Laura was naked and stretched out on a blanket on the floor. My mother was kneeling between her legs.

Holy crap! My mother was going to eat a pussy! Mom looked scared. Whoever was taking the photographs took a couple of fascinating pictures of my mother's face. It was obvious that she had never had sex with another woman before and she had some serious reservations.

But three photographs later my mother was licking all around Laura's neatly trimmed pussy. In the fourth picture my mother's tongue was deep in Laura's pussy.

Mom didn't look scared any longer. Laura was lying back with her eyes closed and a look of bliss on her face. Any reluctance my mother had experienced had disappeared. Mom was eagerly eating Laura's pussy. The quick change in my mother's attitude was amusing.

There were several pictures of the two of them from different angles. Then Jon came back into the picture.

I watched as he fucked my mother from behind again while she continued to eat Laura's pussy. I saw the expression on my mother's face change in the next picture and I didn't know what was wrong until the camera angle changed and I saw that Jon's large cock was sliding into my mother's ass!

Christ! That had to hurt! I could tell that it did. But she didn't fight him. She kept working at Laura's pussy. I guess dad was taking these pictures.

That series of pictures ended with a picture of Laura's butt lifted right up off the floor and pressed into my mother's face and Jon's slimy cock resting in the crack of my mother's ass. I sat back and drank the rest of my wine in one gulp while staring at that last picture.

I knew that before I could go to sleep tonight I was going to have to spend more time with my mother's vibrator. I got up and went to their bedroom to get it. I glanced over at my father's chest of drawers. I went over and opened the drawer with the DVDs and pulled out disc number one.

The next two hours can best be described as a one woman orgy. I locked the doors and made sure the curtains were closed. I covered the sofa cushion with a towel. Everything was ready. I sat down and started the DVD. The screen was dark for a moment and then it came to life.

I gasped in surprise. There before me, in vivid color on my parent's big screen plasma television, was the image of my mother in someone's backyard. I could see three tables near a large swimming pool. There were four men sitting at each table. My mother was moving around between them in the nude serving drinks and snacks to the twelve men.

Each time she got near any of the men she was groped freely and roughly by them. When she wasn't carrying drinks she was often pulled into some man's lap and kissed and groped. The men talked among themselves about my mother, making the crudest, most insulting comments as they abused her.

I watched in shock for a moment. Then I paused the DVD and opened the ledger. Each DVD in the collection was listed by its number. Beside number one it listed the date the DVD was made, October 7, 1997. That was just one month after she first became Jon's slave. After the date was a brief explanation. It said that this was my mother's first "party". The men were the majority of the management team at a firm that had just signed a large contract with Jon's company. They were being treated to my mother's services to celebrate the new contract that they had just signed. Apparently my mother was a signing bonus!

I put the ledger down and turned on the vibrator. I watched with diminishing shock and rapidly increasing lust as the party quickly devolved into a gang bang. I had assumed that my father was filming the action. But I soon saw that my father had assumed the duties of waiter and was serving drinks while the men began to rape my mother right there in the back yard. It started with cocks being rubbed around her face and forced into her mouth.

She wasn't sucking them off, not at first. They were just tormenting her with them. But it wasn't long before she was on her hands and knees on a lounge cushion in the grass with men raping her rather violently from both ends.

The camera kept zooming in and getting a lot of close-ups. The astounding thing to me was that there was a look of pure, uncontrolled lust on my mother's face! She loved being treated that way! It went on for two hours. At least that's how long the DVD lasted. I don't know how long the party lasted. Some of the things I saw were really gross. I saw her scooping up streams of cum off of her tits and licking it off of her fingers. I saw her spread her legs and gather more of the slimy stuff from around her red and swollen vulva and eat that as well. It wasn't very long before the cocks entering her mouth had been in her pussy already and they were slimy and nasty looking.

I couldn't get over how obviously excited she was as this went on. As the afternoon progressed she was obviously tiring. But that look of lust never left her face. And I never saw her refuse any order. She never balked once. More than one of those dirty old men squatted over her face and she ate their nasty asses for long periods of time, long enough for them to get hard again so that they could rape her some more.

I had the vibrator working its little heart out between my thighs as I watched. I had an orgasm almost every time anyone else did! I wasn't thinking about anything. I wasn't questioning how my mother could submit to that kind of treatment. I wasn't even offended by the language or the abuse. I was just watching in amazement and having orgasm after orgasm.

By the time the two hour movie ended I was stiff and sore all over. Not just my pussy. I had been tensing up and straining through one orgasm after another and my entire body was sore.

I shut everything off and all but staggered to my bed and collapsed onto it. I fell asleep almost instantly and for the first time since the accident I slept soundly. In fact, it was the first night since the accident that I managed to sleep through the entire night.

I woke up early the next morning feeling refreshed. I put on my sweats and went for a run. I had managed to keep up an abbreviated running schedule. Running had seemed to help with the grief. I had been really dragging though. This morning, for the first time since returning home, I felt good and enjoyed my run.

I was walking back down my street after my run and cooling off when I saw Laura coming from the other direction. She too was obviously just returning from running. I waved to her and she met me about half way between our houses.

She hugged me and said, "I didn't know you were a runner! That's wonderful. I miss having someone to run with. Your mom and I ran together five days a week. Come on in. I have coffee on and a bag of fresh bagels in the kitchen. Jon's driver drops some off for me every morning."

I followed Laura inside. I recognized her living room. This is where the photos of my mother kneeling at Jon's feet and the subsequent pictures in that set were taken. Some of the more memorable images flashed through my mind and I shivered at the thought of what my mother had done in that room.

We drank coffee and ate bagels and talked about running at first. But soon the subject changed. Soon we were talking about the photographs and the movies and my parents and their strange relationship.

Laura was pleased and very relieved that I wasn't upset with her or Jon. She was even more pleased that I had found the things that I had discovered in my parent's room so arousing. We began to talk about my parent's fantasies and what they got out of being treated that way.

I had been disturbed by my own reactions as I paged through the album, read that dirty book and then watched the DVD. I had been incredibly aroused by some of the most offensive and disturbing behaviors I had witnessed. All of those things I had seen in those photographs or on the DVD or read about in that nasty little novel were things that were unimaginable to me. They were the stuff of the basest of male fantasies. Under any other circumstances I would have found those behaviors to be totally unthinkable. Although to be honest, I might not be so conflicted if the people in those photographs and DVDs were someone other than my parents.

But after talking to Laura and having an intelligent discussion on the subject I was no longer upset by the feelings I had last night. She also explained it from the other side of the equation. She told me what it was like for her and Jon and she explained the deep feelings that they had for both my mother and my father.

By the time the conversation was winding down I think that we had both come to realize that I was very much like my mother. I had never been exposed to any of this before and it had surprised and disturbed me. I still had questions and reservations. But now I was starting to wonder what it would be like. I imagined myself in my mother's place, kneeling at Jon's feet and doing the things that I had seen in that DVD.

Laura must have sensed what I was feeling. She smiled and asked, "You want to try it now, don't you?"

I had been very embarrassed when our frank discussion had begun. But as we had talked so reasonably and maturely about the subject I had gradually come to feel more at ease as time passed. Now I was embarrassed all over again.

She saw me blush. She laughed and took my hands in hers and squeezed it affectionately. She said, "Oh, Miki! It's okay! It's okay to feel those things. You don't ever have to be embarrassed with me or Jon. We are in our fifties now. We have been doing this for a long time."

I finally admitted it. "Yes, I find it, all of it, very arousing. I think I might like to try it. I just don't know if I have the nerve. And some of the things, especially some of the things I read about in that book... , I guess what I'm trying to say is that I don't know what my limits are. I found some of that stuff positively disgusting. But the idea of being forced to do those things, even the disgusting things, was totally compelling. How do you resolve that?"

Laura smiled and said, "You don't resolve it, Miki. That is the thrill of it for a submissive. A large part of the excitement comes from being forced to experience things that you would never have the nerve to experience on your own because you aren't so much being forced as being given permission. If you explore this lifestyle you will soon find that being helpless gives you a lot of power and a lot of freedom."

She saw the confused look on my face and she said, "It is hard to explain. When you give yourself over to it like that you are then free to enjoy all of those things that your well developed, civilized mind is telling you are wrong. You have to be careful. You have to avoid situations that can lead to your being harmed. It may not be totally necessary to have someone like me or my husband to take control, someone you trust. But you must be careful to avoid that tiny percentage of people who don't have limits and won't respect yours. Just like in every other area of endeavor, you will find some real nuts out there. The world is full of people who would love to do some terrible things to a beautiful young girl like you."

I knew what she was trying to say, but I couldn't help wondering if it wouldn't be much more exciting to be in the grips of someone that you didn't trust, someone that was scary. I wasn't interested in being harmed. But I didn't want to be totally safe either.

I thanked Laura for the information and the frank discussion. I had to go take a shower and get dressed. I had some things to take care of and I still had not cleaned out my parent's room. Before I left she insisted that I join them for dinner this evening. I promised that I would and went home. I was surprised to find that it was after ten o'clock. I had spent almost two hours with Laura.

I went home and took a shower and puttered around in my parent's room. I had already packed away my father's clothes and my mother's normal clothes. For some reason I had not done anything with her slut clothes. It wasn't that I was afraid to give them to Goodwill anymore. I just didn't want to get rid of them.

I threw away all of my mom's makeup and I got rid of their toiletries and started moving my things into their room. I put my mother's slutty clothes back in the closet and added my more modest wardrobe. I left the books and the DVDs and the bondage equipment where they were.

Once the bedroom looked more like my bedroom I cleaned up the guest room I had been staying in and the guest bath and by two in the afternoon I was finished for the day.

I went back out to the kitchen and started going through that first photo album again. It was a very thick album and I wasn't even halfway through it yet. The first half of the first album was all about my mother serving as a sex slave to Jon. All of the pictures were apparently taken in their home. I was really impressed with how sexy my mother was. But I was even more impressed with Jon's large cock. I spent a lot of time admiring that beautiful thing.

In the next set of pictures I had seen my mother serve Laura for the first time. Her initial reluctance was obvious. It was easy to see when my mother's reluctance disappeared. She was soon making love to Laura with all the eagerness she had exhibited with Jon.

The next set of pictures was pretty interesting. It was labeled as her first public exposure and it took place only a week after the first pictures were taken. It seemed that things were proceeding rapidly. Once they had gotten into it, my parents had apparently had no reservations about what they were doing.

On her first public outing my mother was dressed in nothing but a tiny, lacy slip. The first picture in the public set showed her getting out of a car in a public parking lot. The next picture showed her posing in front of an adult book store with Jon. Then they went inside.

I had never been in one of those places so I found the pictures interesting. I don't know if prior arrangements had been made or if it just didn't matter. It looked like my mother had been ordered to remove her only garment, that little slip, as soon as they were inside the store. I couldn't tell how many other customers were in the store. In succeeding pictures I saw quite a few different men coming close. Some of them just to look, others eagerly posing with my mother. Those posing with her always posed with their hands on various parts of her body. She got groped quite a bit.

Jon led my mother to a wall full of adult toys and started loading her up with her first bondage equipment and all kinds of vibrators and butt plugs. After she had moved through the crowd of onlookers and deposited her toys on the counter she returned and was given an armload of paperback books and magazines. They went on the counter too. After Jon paid for everything, my mother took it all out to the car, in the nude, one armful at a time.

Each time my mother went out to the car one of the men in the crowd assisted by opening the door and then following her out, presumably to open the car door for her. Upon their return they would each take my mother into their arms, kiss her passionately and explore her body with their hands. That seemed to be their reward for their assistance.

But apparently she didn't have sex with anyone. They looked pretty disappointed when she left. It looked like she was disappointed too! I looked at her face in the photographs that were taken as she left that building. She looked like a woman that really wanted to get fucked.

I stopped at the end of that series of pictures. I sat back and closed my eyes and imagined what it must have been like for her. I tried to imagine what was going through her mind and what that experience must have been like. It was going to take forever to go through all these pictures at this rate!

I thought that I might go in and lie down and use the vibrator for a little while. But it was almost time to get dressed and go to Laura's house. I had said I would come early.

After spending an hour looking at photographs I was all wound up. I decided to take another quick shower and change into something nice.

After my shower I went to my room and went through my clothes. I didn't know what I wanted to wear. I was looking for something nice but casual. I'm not quite sure why I ended up with the dress that I had tried on when I first discovered my mother's collection of slut clothes. It was the one that was cut so low in the back that it exposed the top of my butt crack and had so much cleavage that my nipples were in constant danger of being exposed.

I held it up and looked at it. I shivered in excitement at the thought of going out in public in it. I could almost picture myself walking down the sidewalk to Laura's house. I put the dress on again, without underwear this time. God it was short! I stood in front of the full length mirror on the back of the closet door and stared at myself.

Fuck it! I'm going to wear it!!

I went back into my closet and picked out a pair of three inch heels. I gave my hair another brushing and went to the front door. I picked up my purse and looked to see how many people were going to be scandalized when I stepped out. The streets weren't deserted but I only saw two people that would be close enough to realize how nearly naked I was. A gentleman who lived across the street and two doors down was standing by the street talking to another man that I didn't recognize and Mrs. Bellows from next door was coming up the street from the nearby neighborhood park. She would see my back, but I would be at Laura's before she got close enough to get a good look at what I was wearing.

I didn't wait. I stepped out and locked my door. I walked out to the sidewalk as calmly as possible. My heart was in my throat as I turned down the street to Laura's house. As I passed them I waived at the two men across the street. They had stopped talking and were staring at me as I went by. I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing.

I knocked on Laura's door and she yelled at me to come in. I walked in and set my purse down. She called out from the kitchen and invited me to join her. I headed for the kitchen and she came out to meet me just before I got there.

When she saw me in mom's dress she came to a sudden stop. When I first saw the expression on her face I thought that I had screwed up. Suddenly there were tears pouring down her cheeks. She rushed over to me and started hugging me and crying.

That wasn't the response I had expected! I put my arms around her and said, "I'm sorry, Laura. I thought you would get a kick out of it."

She said, "Oh god, Miki! I thought I was seeing a ghost! You're beautiful. You look just exactly like Erin. I'm sorry about the tears. I miss her so much."

Now I felt bad. I said, "I'm sorry. I'm so stupid! This was a bad idea. I'll go change?"

She took her arms from around me and stepped back. She dried her tears with a paper towel she had wadded up in her hand and said, "God no! I can't wait to see Jon's face when he sees you in that. It was his favorite dress." She grinned and said, "I can't imagine why."

I looked down and saw that one of my nipples was exposed. I blushed and covered myself. Then I asked, "How did she keep everything covered?"

Laura laughed and said, "She didn't! That was the point!"

She shook her head as she stared at me and said, "You look good enough to eat."

Then she got serious and looked me right in the eye and said, "You know that you were making more than a fashion statement when you wore that dress don't you?"

I blushed again and nodded. I did know it. I knew when I put this on that I was saying more than "Look at me, I'm so fucking sexy." I knew that I was offering myself to serve in my mother's place. The funny thing was that it hadn't been something that I had thought about and then made a conscious and well thought out decision. I just came to the realization that I wanted to do it. I had put the dress on almost without thinking about it as my way of surrendering control to them.