Unknown - Daughter in Heat

Heather laughed, smiled, then said, "You know, Mom, I finally feel like you and I are on the same station, tuned in and turned on by the same things. I finally feel like your daughter and not a maternity ward mixup."

"You had me wondering about that myself.

It took you long enough."

"I've been fighting it for as long as I can remember. Mom, can I have a cigarette?"

"No, it'll stunt your growth; besides, it's a nasty habit."

"Fucking dogs isn't?"

"No, just ask any dog."

Heather laughed and said, "You're too much, Mom."

Sue pulled into their driveway and threw the car in park, saying, "Yes, and I'm much too tired and going back to bed. Don't forget, we have a big party planned for you tonight.

Don't be late, and don't be all fucked out."

"I won't be late, and it'll take a lot to fuck me out. Right now, I could take on a biker gang, bitches and all, and still want more."

Passing through the front door, Sue said, "Good, stay that way. I invited a biker gang, bitches and all."

"Really! You invited a biker gang!"

Sue turned at the hall, looked at Heather, and said, "Stop acting blonde, Heather. I did invite my folks and Jack's, and Sarah's parents will probably be here as well.

This is your coming out party. This is a big deal in a young girl's life, so take it seriously and be fresh and adorable tonight."

"I will be. This thing in Denton shouldn't last too long."

"Whatever. I'm going to bed. See that I'm not disturbed."

"I'll be leaving soon."

"Whatever. Praise the Lord. Fuck 'em all."

Heather smiled at the closed bedroom door.

Jenny was not happy to see Heather, having just seen her one hour ago at the bus yard under very embarrassing circumstances. Jenny was in no mood to play the bitch, had a deep case of bitch's remorse, chaffed under the wide dog collar her husband fastened permanently to her neck by super gluing the tab down, having worn it in public for the first time at the bus yard, standing in a sea of curious drivers, dispatchers, and mechanics that crowded in to read the bitch tag while Heather explained exactly what it meant and did her best to show them Jenny's bitch pussy.

Jenny suffered her worst nightmare in that bus yard, endured crippling humiliation, was hating life and everyone in it, and then the cause of all her problems stood at her door wanting a ride to Denton to witness a humiliating debauch of biblical proportions. And then Jenny heard:

"Hi, bitch. Nice collar."

As the little bitch brushed by on her way in, Jenny snapped, grabbed Heather firmly by the arm, yanked her up short, and got in her face to angrily yell,

"Don't push me, you little bitch. I've had about all I can take. Don't fuck with me today. Ride there. Watch. Ride back. Don't you say a fucking word to me. Keep your mouth shut. Keep your hands off me. Stay away from me.

Understand?"

Heather was taken aback by the intensity of Jenny's jaw grinding threat. She gulped and nodded. Jenny released her and stormed off, leaving Heather in the living room with Harold.

He waited until his mother was in the bedroom, then said, "She's pissed. Dad came home for lunch and put that collar on her. He super glued it on and told her if she ever took it off or covered it up, he'd divorce her, then she cried to her mom about it and was told if she got divorced, they'd disown her. You saw how those people treated her at the bus yard after you explained the collar and showed them her shaved pussy. It got worse after you left. Three guys followed us out to the car and raped her in the back seat."

"Really! Did you get to watch?"

"Yeah, from the front seat. It was neato.

They stripped her naked and fucked her good, twice each, and one was a huge black guy with a dick as big as my arm-half as long, but just as big. Boy, did he cream her good and make her squeal and squirm. He made her beg him to cum in her pussy, and she did it, too-begged like a slut, she did."

"Sounds like she had a good time."

"Maybe she did, but she was really pissed afterward. She had to drive home naked because they tore up her clothes so bad. Lots of people saw her, too, and when we got home, the neighbors were out saying goodbye to company-two couples.

They noticed and came over, looking in the windows, six of them-three men and three women."

"What did she do?"

"She just sat with her face in her hands.

Man, was she embarrassed. They opened the door and stared at all of her, asked about the collar and all the cum on her. Mrs. Jones, our neighbor, read the tag and asked if it was human cum or dog cum, then they pulled her out and wouldn't let her pass until she answered all their questions. They got rough with her when she tried to force her way through. I couldn't believe they'd treat her that way, and the women were the worst. They made her tell everything. Now everyone will know."

"Shit! Were you guys friends with them?"

"Dad is good friends with Bob Jones, but Mom never liked his busy body wife. It got worse. Bob fucked her in the ass while his wife and the two other women held Mom bent over the hood. The other two were offered a fuck, but they declined.

They looked nervous, but they had hard-ons. After Bob creamed her ass, the women flipped her over and bent her backward. The other two guys jacked off on her front, creamed her from her chin to her twat."

"Boy, all that in under an hour. No wonder she was pissed at me."

"She's still pissed, but not just at you.

She's supposed to be naked, and boy did she blow her top when Bill reminded her. He took off on his bike. I almost did. She's pissed, all right."

"Too bad. She'll get over it. Well, are you and Bill going with us?"

"No, and don't try to change her mind. Her mother couldn't even get her to bring us along. Mom was ready to walk out on all of us. I think Grandma realized that and backed off."

"She's at her limit. She needs time to adjust.

I think this is a bad time to be doing this performance. Next Wednesday would be better."

"I think so, too. You should talk to my grandma and try to talk her out of it."

"Get her on the phone. It can't hurt to try."

Harold got Ruth on the line and passed the phone to Heather. After introductions, Heather presented her case for giving Jenny a week to adjust.

Ruth listened and agreed, canceled their planned performance, then set a date for Sunday service so Heather could join the flock. It was agreed she'd spend the night on Saturday and they'd return her Sunday night, no sweat.

Heather hung up happy and smiling, now all set with the Lord and his fucking flock.

Now, to go relieve Jenny of a heavy burden. Harold went and timidly knocked on the door, passed the news through the door, then waited. He simply told her that her mother called and postponed the performance one week, but made no mention of Heather's role.

Ten minutes later, the door opened and Jenny emerged.

She entered the living room to find Heather and Harold sitting on the sofa like two innocent friends. She'd been crying, her eyes red, swollen, and puffy, looking like the world had suddenly been lifted from her shoulders. She was naked, however, and the kids took that as a good sign.

So did Ruff who padded up and began licking Jenny's shaved beaver, bringing a bright red flush to her features as she stood before the innocent children with whatever words she meant to say caught in her throat.

Heather and Harold tried not to stare, but it wasn't easy. Ruff was giving that pussy a thorough working over, licking deep and hard. Jenny just stood there and took it, growing weak in the knees as her nipples grew firm and arched up.

Without discouraging him, giving him enough space to get his tongue between her legs, Jenny endured the licking while trying hard not to show a response to it.