Everyone Wants a Piece of Ellie

Chapter 1

Times were hard for everyone in 1935, especially those who felt the effects of the dust bowl in the mid-west.  Nowhere was it more difficult than in the Oklahoma region, where rain was almost non-existent that year, and crops dried up before they could be harvested.  The result was a steady stream of cars and trucks filled with destitute families heading for California, “the land of milk and honey!”

One such truck, loaded down with a family of six and every possession they could find room to haul, happened to break down outside a home on the outskirts of Glendale, Arizona on a cool crisp morning late in September.  Steam was pouring out of the engine and a man was standing with his hands on his hips looking perplexed, as a woman in a nightgown and robe walked out of her house to see if she could help.

During the conversation that ensued, the man indicated he and his family were on their way to find work in sunny California and he didn’t know what they were going to do, because his family hadn’t eaten since the day before, and he didn’t have the money to replace the hose that had just busted.  Carol, the woman, looked through the windshield at the thin dirty faces of what was obviously the man’s wife and two young children staring pitifully back at her.  An older girl and a teen-aged boy, equally bedraggled, who had been riding in the back of the truck, stood at its side, watching.

Carol went back in the house and returned shortly with six oranges.  After handing them out to the hungry family members, she explained that her husband was the manager of the local Sears and Roebuck store, and she would drive down to the store and get a hose to replace the broken one.  The man was effusive in his thanks as she returned to the house to dress.  Minutes later she was in her car and within fifteen minutes had returned with the hose replacement.  As the man replaced the broken hose, he explained to Carol that he was a farmer by trade, but that he had given up hope of ever being able to farm in Oklahoma again and was hoping his brother in California could help him find work.  He pointed to the older girl standing by the side of the truck, explaining she wasn’t one of his, that she was along for the ride, because she was his dead sister’s daughter. He said he hated the idea of having to take her along with them and feed her, as needy as they all were. 

Carol’s eyes lit up, and she asked the man if he’d be interested in leaving her behind to work for her.  The man’s face took on a sly look, and he asked if Carol would be interested in buying the girl for $25.  Carol thought for a moment, then, mentioning that she’d already bought the hose for the engine, offered him #15.  The man extended his dirty hand and the two shook on it.

“Elvira, get your ass over here, girl!”

The thin girl moved cautiously over to the two of them.  Her clothes were filthy and her body was covered with what looked like a patina of dust and grime.  Carol could see that beneath the dirt on her face, Elvira was a pretty girl with hazel eyes, blondish hair, a button nose and full pouty lips. What was most obvious about her, partially because her dress was far too tight on her, was that she was very well endowed in the breast department, and, more startling, that she was not sporting a brassiere to support that endowment.  The bodice of the dress was fighting to hold her bosom in place, and two prominent nipples seemed to be trying to push their way through the thin layer of calico covering them.

“Elvira, this lady has kindly agreed to take you on to work for her until you’re old enough to go out on your own.  Now, I expect you to do whatever she tells you, you hear?  You start gettin’ lazy or sassy, she has my permission to whale the tar out of you, just like I did when you was bad.  She’s still got the stripes from the beatin’ I give her two days ago, so she’s used to bein’ punished when she don’t do as she’s told.  She gets too high and mighty, Ma’am, you just use the belt on her ass a couple dozen times and she’ll straighten up for sure.”

Tears were forming in Elvira’s sad eyes, as Carol told her to get her belongings off the truck, while she went inside to get the money for her uncle.  When she returned with three five dollar bills and handed them to the man, Elvira was saying goodbye to the woman and her three offspring.  Soon the truck was on its way and Elvira, or Ellie, as her relatives called her, was holding onto her small paper bag of belongings, and waving to her disappearing relatives.

“Now, Ellie, let’s go inside so you can meet my son and daughter, and I’ll show you where you’ll be sleeping.  We’ll fix up a bed in the cellar for you and then I’ll explain your duties.  Like your Uncle, I believe a good dose of the rod on your sassy butt will help keep you on your toes, so don’t think you’re here for a picnic.”

Chapter 2

Carol’s son, Matt and daughter, Sonya, known to everyone as Sonny, were in their pajamas eating cereal when Carol and Ellie entered the dining room.

“Kids, this is Ellie.  She’ll be living with us and working for us until she’s 21.  This is Matt and Sonny, Ellie.  I expect you to do as they tell you when their father and I aren’t around.  If you misbehave or talk back, they are allowed to punish you, just as we would if we were here.  They have both been brought up to respect the painfulness of a hand well applied to their bottoms, or in unusual cases, the belt or the slipper.  If you do not apply yourself, you can expect a sore heiny every time. In more extreme cases, we will find other portions of your anatomy to apply instruments of physical suffering to.  Do you understand?”

The very contrite new servant nodded her head cautiously, noticing with trepidation the looks of simpering satisfaction crossing the faces of the two teens at the table.

“Now, the first thing we need to do is get you cleaned up.  I don’t think we’ll use the bathtub this time.  Let’s go outside and we’ll use the garden hose on you.  It’ll get that dust off of you in no time.”

Ellie, realizing the temperature outside was probably hovering near a coolish 60 degrees, hesitated momentarily, until the stern voice of her new mistress brought her back to the present.

“I hope that, just because you’re from Oklahoma, you understand English.  I told you to get outside! I hope I don’t have to repeat myself.  That usually leads to a firm punishment of one kind or another.  Now, march!”

A frightened teen moved quickly to the back door, followed by a stern-faced Carol and her two delighted offspring.  When they were all standing in the back yard, Carol demanded that Ellie remove her clothing.  Ellie began to modestly ask if Matt would please go back inside, but before she could get the question fully asked, Carol cut her off.

“We are all used to seeing members of the opposite sex without clothing.  There is nothing on your body that Matt hasn’t seen many times on his sister or me, so you can just strip right now or expect your first spanking, young lady.  Your breasts are much bigger than Sonny’s or mine, but your pussy is a slit, just like ours.  Now, you have 20 second to get those clothes off, before you feel my hand firmly slapping your buttocks!”

Realizing the fruitlessness of further pleading, Ellie began hurriedly disrobing, struggling to get her tight dress above her ample breasts.  Having achieved that goal, she quickly slid her grey-looking thread-bare almost-see-through panties down her legs.  As they slid to the ground, Sonny’s and Matt’s eyes rapidly rose to see the sparsely tufted vulva nestled between Ellie’s legs.

“My God, girl, when was the last time you had a bath?  You’re filthy dirty.”

Reaching for the garden hose, she turned on the faucet and turned the nozzle to a fine strong mist.  Pivoting on her feet, Carol turned and directed the stream of water directly onto Ellie’s front.  Ellie screamed as the water cascaded down her body, which immediately turned every pore into a goose-bump.  Ellie defensively turned her back to the hose, enabling Carol to bombard it with the cold water, as well.  As Ellie tried to fold her body into as small an entity as possible, Matt asked if he could hold the hose.  As she handed him the nozzle she ordered Ellie to turn around and continue to face forward, if she knew what was good for her.

As she turned, looking pleadingly at Matt, he took great delight in directing the stream of water at Ellie’s large goose-pimpled boobs, which she tried to cover with her arms until Carol cruelly demanded she keep her arms at her side.  Soon Ellie began to shiver with the cold and her teeth began to chatter.  After watching the water tumble down her defenseless front for over half a minute, Matt began to move closer to Ellie, aiming the hose directly at the slit between her legs.  When he was standing next to her, Matt pushed the nozzle up against Ellie’s pudenda, trying to find her vaginal hole and splattering her whole vagina with the frigid water.  Without thinking, Ellie’s defensive instincts took hold, and she pushed Matt away, her hand slapping his face reflexively.  Matt fell back spraying water over everyone.  By the time he recovered, everyone was dripping with water, including him.  His pajamas were soaked through, and the hard-on he had been secretly brandishing for several minutes, became obvious to everyone, as his p.j. bottoms clung to his stiff penis.

Carol, after screeching in surprise and anger, grabbed Ellie’s water-streaked arm and forcibly pushed her into the living room.  Her son and daughter, sensing an impending punishment followed excitedly behind.  When Carol reached one of the easy chairs, she plopped herself down and swung Ellie’s body face-down over her lap.  Her goose-bumpy buttocks remained so for only a short time, as the application of Carol’s hand began to redden the area quickly.  Matt and Sonny watched with glee as Ellie’s legs wobbled to and froe with the onslaught of painful blows from Carol’s palm, as it rapidly rose and fell.  Soon Ellie was pleading for Carol to stop, but to no avail.  Her pleas became whimpers, then plaintive cries, as Carol continued to take out her anger on the poor girl’s posterior.  Finally, Carol’s hand dropped to one of her victim’s blood-red buttocks and she began ruthlessly grabbing pieces of flesh and squeezing relentlessly, causing Ellie to cry out in abject pain.  At last she pushed the teen off of her lap with orders to go stand in the corner and not to move.  Carol rose and told her children she was going to change out of her wet clothes and told them to call her if Ellie moved an inch, while she was gone.

After she had left, Sonny and Matt sat down on the couch across from where Ellie stood with her blazing rear-end on display and waited patiently.  It was only a matter of a minute or so before the youth reached her hand back to sooth her inflamed backside.  Sonny couldn’t wait to yell out the fact that Ellie was moving.  Carol, dressed in only a pair of clinging silk panties, slightly sagging breasts swinging wildly back and forth, came barreling into the living room and, grabbing Ellie’s arm again pulled her to the chair and swung her over her lap.

As her hand peppered Ellie’s already burning ass with painful smacks, she uttered a litany for the screaming girl.

“I told you not to move.  When I give you an order, I expect you to carry it out to the fullest.  You may think because you have more flesh on your titties than we do, (and to strengthen her point, she reached around between Ellie’s arm and side to grab one of her breasts and squeeze it mercilessly) that you’re smarter or prettier than we are, but you will learn to obey me.”

Carol continued to squeeze Ellie’s breast heartlessly as her other hand rained down without pity on Ellie’s glowing buttocks.  The teen was beyond screaming at this point and began hiccupping and drooling.  After a few minutes her head dropped and low moans could be heard between the hiccups.  Finally Carol’s spanking hand gave out and she released Ellie’s breast, as well.  Carol pushed Ellie to a standing position and, standing up herself, put her face next to the young girl’s, grabbed a fistful of her hair, and snarled.

“From now on you belong to me. You will do as I say, no matter what.  When I tell you not to move you will not move!   Is that understood?”

The young girl, with tears streaming down her face, nodded slowly, staring down at Carol’s naked breasts. 

“Now, back to the corner, and no moving this time.”

Carol strode to her bedroom, as Ellie, sobbing softly, moved back to her corner.

Chapter 3

Carol had dressed and was preparing to go to the Sears store to help her husband with the book-keeping, a weekly chore she had been carrying out, since he had been appointed manager.  Ellie was now standing in the middle of the living room, receiving her instructions for while Carol was gone.  Ellie was still naked and Carol’s presence had brought on a new flood of tears.  Carol had grabbed one of Ellie’s prominent nipples to reinforce what she was saying.

“Any time I or my husband are not here, Sonny and Matt will be in charge.  I realize they’re a little younger than you, but what they say goes. You will do whatever they tell you to do!  Do you understand, girl?”

“Yyyyesss, Ma’am.”

If you disobey, they have permission to punish you in whatever method they choose.   You are our ward now, and we have total say on what you do and don’t do for years to come.  Heaven help you if you mess up.”

“Is she like an indentured servant, Mom?  We read about them in school.”

“Yeah, I guess you could say that, Matt.  Except this one is going to be punished a little more often than indentured servants were.  She just looks like a trouble-maker!”

She had no sooner pulled the car out of the drive, than Matt had decided Ellie should get some exercise. 

“I think jumping up in the air as high as you can jump would be a good one to start with.  I want to see you jump high enough that those boombas hit your chin every time you jump up.  If you don’t jump high enough, I have a nice long ruler here to help you remember to jump higher.  Okay, start!”

Ellie did a half-hearted jump up, which caused her breasts to bounce slightly, but when Matt applied the ruler to her already dark red butt cheeks with a loud ‘thwack’, enough to cause a pitiful shriek, she knew she had to try much harder to achieve Matt’s  goal of having her boobs touch her chin.  With concerted effort she was able to jump considerably higher, and, feeling her nipple slapping against the bottom of her chin brought a sigh of relief from the naked girl.  Her leaps continued in this manner for nearly twenty-five jumps, before every muscle in her body began to ache, and her tits began to feel as though they’d been used as punching bags. 

As time ran on, she felt herself slowing down on her jumps.  Her breasts were bouncing gaily but they weren’t reaching her chin, and Matt began gleefully swatting Ellie’s excruciatingly painful buttocks with the ruler more and more.  As she continued to jump, with less and less success, Ellie began pleading to be allowed to stop.

“Ohhh!…SLAP!..argghhh!, pullleeze let me stop!….I caaaan’t keep SWAT!...OOOOOOuuuu! dooooingg thissss muccchh..SLAP! …arrraaahhh!..lonnnnnger….Pppplllease!....SMACK!...OHHHHHGODDDD!....Pllleeaase!”

Soon, even the application of the ruler was not enough to keep the exhausted girl going, and she fell to the floor.

“Well, I can see we’re gonna have to punish her some more for disobeying orders.  Poor Ellie!”

With this, Matt began swatting at the prone girl, hitting whatever flesh appeared available at the moment.  Ellie tried to cover her buttocks, only to have the ruler smack her protecting hands. It was worse if she turned over onto her back, as Matt found times, when her stomach was on display, others when he could slap at her thighs and a couple of times when he got direct  hits on her large melons.  Eventually, Ellie crawled into a fetal position and after a few seconds, Matt stopped the assault.

“Okay, stand up, girl!  I want to ask you a few questions. NOW!”

Ellie slowly pushed herself up to her knees, and then, eyeing Matt and his ruler with fear, she managed to stand.  Matt dropped the ruler to the floor and stepped up to Ellie, face to face.  Suddenly his hands shot forward, and he grabbed each of her tender nipples between thumbs and fingers and squeezed hard.   Ellie let out a howl, and, as the tears began to flow again, she closed her eyes tightly.

“Now, I want to know, are you a virgin?”

“NNNNooo!”

“No SIR!”

“NOOOO  SSSIIRR!”

“Who screwed you?”

“MMMMYYY UNNNCCCLLEE!”

“What about blow jobs?  You ever give one?”

“With her eyes still tightly closed and tears streaming down her face, Ellie hesitated before answering.

“YYYeesss…..OOOOUUUU….SSSIIIRRR…Yes Sir! ….AGGGHhhhh!”

“Who with?”

“MMMMyyyy ….cccccoouussinnn, Ssssirrr!”

“Well, good!  I think we should give you some more experience there.  Get on your knees and take down my pants, now!”

“I’d like to ask a question, too, Matt.  Have you ever licked a pussy, Okie?”

Ellie’s eyes shot open, and a look of revulsion crossed her face.  “OH, no.  No, I haven’t.”

“Well, you’re gonna get a chance to see what that’s like, after you’re finished with Matt.  And don’t even think about trying to blab to Mom.  In the first place, I’m not sure she’d even care, and in the second place we’ll just say you’re lying, because we spanked you for giving us sass.  Who do you think she’ll believe?”

Ellie slowly sank to her knees and pulled Matt’s pajama pants to the floor.  He was in full erection, about six inches in length, and his penis was throbbing up and down.

“Is my prick bigger than your cousin’s, girl?”

“Not quite, sir.  His was a little bigger, longer I think….Ssssir!”

“Well, you won’t have any trouble swallowing mine then, I guess.  Sonny can do it, so I guess you can, too!  Now get busy!  Lick it all over, first.  Thaaat’s it!  Now, take the head in your mouth and suck on it.  Ohhhh, yeahhh!  Okay, now move your mouth back and forth on my whole prick.  Yeeeaaahhh!  Lick my balls now.  Ummmmm!  All right, start sucking the whole thing, now.  Ohhhh GODdddddd!”

Suddenly Matt grabbed Ellie’s head and began  pulling it toward him, pulling her lips down to his sparse pubic hair patch.  As she felt the head of his penis being pushed against her uvula,  Ellie began to retch and cough.  Spittle began to drool from her mouth, and the need to get a breath became of utmost importance, as he held her face against his abdomen. 

“UUUrrrkkk….gaaaawwwkkk….aaaaahhhhgggg…..gggggrrrrrrkkkkk…..”

“Ohhhh….sssshhhiiiittt!  Ummmmmm…. Yeahhhhh,  baby.”

Eventually he released Ellie’s head and she began to gasp and cough, as she attempted to fill her lungs with much-needed air.  Her mouth was full of the residue of sperm that Matt hadn’t already forced down Ellie’s reluctant throat.  As she continued to sputter and gurgle, Matt grabbed a tuft of her hair and pulled her up to painfully stare into his disapproving face.

“That wasn’t bad, bitch, but I can see you’re gonna need lots of practice.  Sonny’s a whiz at it already, and you’re gonna be, too, before we’re done.”

Tears continued to course down Ellie’s face as she realized the import of what Matt was telling her.  With a cavalier-like thrust, he pushed her head away, and the momentum caused her to fall back into a prone position on the carpet.

“You might as well stay right where you are, bitch, while I take off my bottoms.  It’s my turn now!”

Suddenly, Ellie’s view of the room was cut off, as Sonny lowered her body, facing Ellie’s feet, onto her face.  All she could see, as Sonny lowered her hips to her face was a sparsely-haired bush and a vulva splitting before her eyes.  Soon all she saw was Sonny’s gaping slit lowering itself to her mouth.  Though she’d never performed cunnilingus before, she knew enough about the female anatomy to proceed doing what Sonny expected her to do.  She extended her tongue out as far as she could, and, ignoring the slightly fishy taste, began to wiggle it back and forth against Sonny’s slit.  Soon Sonny had moved her torso forward enough that Ellie could feel her tongue massaging the hood of Sonny’s clitoris, and, after a few moments, the clit itself. Sighs and groans began emanating from Sonny’s mouth as she began to feel the thrills running through her entire body.

To emphasize the importance of Ellie’s duties, Sonny grabbed each of her breasts in her fists and squeezed.  A muffled screech emerged from between her tormentor’s legs.  In spite of the pain, Ellie continued to service Sonny’s rapidly moistening vagina.  Ellie could tell when Sonny was nearing a climax, as the pressure of her body on Ellie’s face became huge, and her tongue was pressed tightly against Sonny’s clitoris.  Breathing, once again became a struggle, as Sonny’s whole vagina seemed to rest against Ellie’s nose.  Ellie could tell that an orgasm was imminent as the pressure on her constricted tits became intense, and her pitiful moans became more audible.  Finally, as Sonny began to scream out in delight, she released Ellie’s breasts and sank down onto Ellie’s body, her head resting against her prey’s stomach.

Sonny remained lying on Ellie for several minutes.  Though she was very uncomfortable, Ellie felt great relief that her breasts were no longer in Sonny’s grasp, and that she could once again breathe, albeit with some difficulty, considering the weight of Sonny’s body resting on her lungs.  Eventually Sonny pulled herself off Ellie’s body and, as she struggled to stand spoke harshly to the prone youth.

“That was pretty poor, bitch, but since it was only your first, I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt.  We’ll just have to practice a lot and see if that and a little punishment on the side might make you lick a little harder.  Now, get back into that corner before I beat you with a hairbrush!”

Ellie struggled to rise and was quickly in her position facing the corner of the room, as, once again, realizing the dreadful situation she now found herself in, her eyes began to tear up and she had to muffle the little moans emanating from her throat.  Matt and Sonny had put their sleepwear back on and were sitting contentedly on the couch, holding hands.  

Chapter 4

By the time Carol returned home two hours later, Matt and Sonny had gotten dressed and were both reading books, when she walked through the door.  Ellie was still standing in the corner, but the exhaustion of standing for close to three hours was beginning to tell.  Carol set down two or three bags as she sat in one of the easy chairs.

“Elvira, get yourself over here, now.  We have some things to discuss.”

Ellie was only too happy to finally be able to move and even happier when Carol ordered her to sit on the floor in front of her chair.

“I’ve talked over your situation with my husband at the store, and we’ve made some decisions.  Number one, we will pay you ten dollars a week while you’re living here.  Your bed will be in the cellar and you will be locked in each night, when we go to bed.  You will be charged five dollars a week for your room and bed, and $3.50 for your food per week.  You will be responsible for paying for any clothing or personal items you need, such as Kotex, tooth paste and tooth brush.  I have purchased some of your clothing at the store before I came home.  Here is a pair of shoes for which you owe me six dollars.  I bought this blouse for you for $2.50 and these cotton panties, two pairs at a dollar each, and this gingham skirt for two dollars.  I don’t think you need a brassiere, so I didn’t get you one.  When you have money of your own, you may buy one if you choose.  The same goes for socks.  So, out of your first ten dollars, you owe me $21 for lodging and the clothes I bought you.  That means that when you get paid your $10 for your first week’s work, I will keep it and you will only owe me eleven dollars for the remaining cost of the clothes I bought you.  I presume you agree with me on this!”

Ellie, who could suddenly see control of her life being transferred from herself to this weird family burst into tears and buried her face in her hands.

“Well, that’s gratitude for you.  You try to do something nice for somebody, and that’s the thanks you get!  You unappreciative little wretch.  I ought to take you over my knees for another disciplinary session, but I’m too tired right now.  We’ll just save it for later. Get out of here!  Go fix me some tea!”

Ellie hurried to her feet and moved quickly to the kitchen to do her new mistress’ bidding, still crying her eyes out.  Carol took a quick look over to her son and daughter, who had been watching the whole episode, smiled smugly at them and lay her head back with a satisfied sigh.

Once Carol had been given her tea she ordered Ellie to try the clothes on that she had bought her.  The shoes fit, though they were a size too large for her.  The panties were two sizes too small, causing the lips of her vagina to stick out obscenely, in what would be described in today’s vernacular as ‘camel-toes’.  Carol thought they fit ‘just fine’.  The blouse was also too small, so that Ellie’s prominent breasts stuck lewdly out in front, and the material was thin enough that Ellie’s thick dark areolas and nipples were clearly visible.  The skirt, on the other hand, was too loose in the waist and hung halfway down her hips, so that the tops of her panties showed above the skirt.  Much to the amusement of her kids, Carol exclaimed how well everything fit, and wasn’t it nice that she wouldn’t have to return anything for a different size.

“Now then, it’s time to start supper.  My husband likes the meal to be ready to serve the minute he gets home from the store.  So get in there and start making the stew I planned for tonight.”

“I don’t know how to cook, Ma’am.”

“Well, you’re gonna learn in a hurry, kiddo.  I’m not paying you to lie around the house.  As a matter of fact, I think we’ll just dock some of your pay until you can learn how to cook. I don’t see why you should get paid, when you don’t know what you’re doing.  Now, get those clothes off so you don’t get food all over them.  It’ll make it easier for me to punish you while we’re working on teaching you how to make meals, too.  Clothes off, NOW!”

Ellie struggled to get the tight-fitting clothing off as fast as possible, knowing she would be punished if they weren’t removed immediately.  When everything was off, Carol led her into the kitchen for her first lesson in cooking.  It was not an enjoyable experience for Ellie, as Carol would  order her to accomplish something she’d never done, like peeling potatoes, and then criticize her for cutting off too much peel or not enough peel, and, when she’d finished her chore, Carol would smack her face, or, worse yet, her sensitive breasts, for being lazy or not listening, or too slow, or any number of other delinquencies.  At one point, while she was cutting carrots, Carol chastised her for not peeling them properly, and, suddenly, grabbing one of the uncut carrots, ordered Ellie to spread her legs, and, when she did, rammed the carrot all the way up Ellie’s vagina.  She then ordered her to make sure the carrot stayed up there until she was allowed to take it out.  Other than being somewhat uncomfortable, Ellie had no trouble keeping the carrot there, because she had only lost her virginity a few weeks before and her hole was still pretty tight.  Matt found it very funny, though, when he came into the kitchen for a glass of water and saw the green stems of the carrot extending down between her legs.  He even called Sonny in from the living room so she could enjoy the sight, as well.

Several times during the preparation of dinner, Carol feigned exasperation with Ellie’s ‘stupidity’, giving her an excuse to take the teen across her knees to pepper her bottom with a spanking delivered with a wooden spoon.  This punishment, in addition to the earlier two spankings she had received had Ellie’s raw bottom displaying a dark shade of red, which engendered constant pain and a flood of tears.  By the time Carol’s husband, Ed, arrived home from the store at six o’clock, Ellie had been in tears from one punishment or another for over half an hour.

Ed entered the kitchen to find the naked young girl tearfully cutting up bananas for a fruit salad for dessert with Carol standing behind scolding her and pinching her sore blood-red buttocks.  Carol kissed him, then turned back to Ellie, telling Ed what a stupid lazy girl they had taken on.  Ed had Ellie turn around and stepping up to her placed his hands under her breasts and bounced them slightly, as though he was weighing them.

“So this is our little orphan child.  Well, you don’t come very well recommended by my wife, but maybe we can shape you up yet, with a little propitious castigation.  Looks like your butt has already received a bit of abuse today.   I think, with considerably more of the same, we can probably cure you of your laziness.  It’ll certainly be fun trying, anyway.  What’s for dinner, Honey?  I’m starved!”

Chapter 5

After disagreeably showing Ellie how to serve, Carol sat down at her place at the dining table as the nervous still-naked girl moved from one family member to the next offering the tureen filled with beef stew.  The family chatted about this and that, until Ellie reached Matt’s chair.  Suddenly she felt his hand probing between her legs.  It was all she could do to keep from backing away, but she knew that would bring at least admonishment, and perhaps punishment, if she did, so she remained in position until she felt Matt’s finger, which had found her hole, suddenly being forced up her vagina.  She had to concentrate on holding onto the tureen.  She knew if she dropped it or spilled the contents, her already extremely painful buttocks would be beaten bloody.  The grimace on her face indicated to the whole family the dread she was feeling, but the entire family was watching the developments with great interest.   Matt moved his finger in and out of her vagina several times before speaking.

“I feel like Jack sticking his finger in the pie to find the plum, but there’s no plum!”

He then removed his finger and grasped the thick lips of her vagina and began rubbing them between his fingers.

“But wait!  I did find a large peach!  Well, maybe only half a peach.  Darn!”

He continued to roll the flesh back and forth between his fingers, as the whole family delighted at his actions.  He finally let go, and Ellie, greatly relieved that she had been able to hold onto the tureen throughout Matt’s exploration, moved on to serve Sonny.  Ellie leaned over to offer the tureen to Sonny.  Not to be outdone by her brother, Sonny immediately grabbed one of Ellie’s prominent nipples, twisting it uncomfortably.

“Is this how I get milk for my coffee?  Or do I have to turn it the other direction?”

With this she gave the nipple a sharp twist to the right, almost causing Ellie to lose her grip on the tureen.  Once again, the family found this joyfully funny and everyone, except Ellie, chuckled heartily.

“Or do you get milk directly from the spigot?”

Sonny leaned forward and popped the large brown knob into her mouth and began to suck noisily.  This time the family members burst into gales of laughter.  Ellie had no choice but to stand there and patiently hold the stew pot, her eyes closed tightly to the indignity that was being imposed on her.  When Sonny had finally finished with her little joke and taken a bowlful of stew, Ellie retired to the kitchen and broke down in tears.  She was only able to mollify herself for a minute or so, before Carol was yelling an admonishment at her for not serving the rolls.  She tried to brush away the tears, but they continued to flow down her cheeks as she grabbed the basket of rolls and reentered the dining room.

“Awww, I think you kids hurt poor Elvira’s feelings.” 

As she walked up to Carol’s chair, Ellie received a solid slap to her dark red butt cheek, which almost caused her to tip over the roll tray.

“Feel sorry for yourself on your own time, brat!  Right now your job is to keep the food coming.  Remember that!”

“Yyyyesss, Ma’aamm.”

The rest of the meal went about normally until everyone had finished their dessert.  As Ellie went to take Ed’s empty bowl, he pulled her naked body over into a sitting position on his lap, facing the family.  His hands immediately rose to grasp and fondle her breasts. As they squeezed and caressed her nipples, he let out a sigh.

“My God, I haven’t felt boobs like this for years.  So nice and firm, yet soft.  Oh, girl, I’m gonna have a good time with these melons, you can bet on that!”

Carol chimed in good-naturedly.  “Now, you’re gonna get me jealous, Lover.  I may just have to disfigure those big boobs, if you’re gonna show preference.”

“Oh, Baby, I’m not planning to let those gorgeous jugs of yours go to waste, you know that!”

Carol smiled.  “You better not, Kiddo!  You remember the last time I caught you paying too much attention to your secretary.  You had a new secretary the next day, and it was a couple of weeks before you got to feel my gorgeous knockers again.”

“I haven’t forgotten.  You’re still the one, Baby.”

The whole time this discussion was in progress, Ed’s hands were busy massaging every inch of Ellie’s large mammaries, paying special attention to her now-hardened brown nipples.

“Ellie, get into that kitchen and get the dishes washed and dried, and when you’re finished, come back into the living room.  I’m sure we’ll have some more games we’ll want to play with you, that you’ll find very exhilarating.”

Chapter 6

Ellie awoke the next day in her bunk in the cellar to the sound of the key being turned in the lock to the door at the top of the cellar stairs.  She was still naked, and with only the thin blanket she had been given to sleep with, when she first arrived, her night in the cool dark basement, had been one of lots of goose-bumps and constant awakening to any sound. Carol descended to stand over the trembling girl with her thin white cotton slip in her hands.  It had been washed and dried the previous night.  Carol ordered Ellie to put the slip on and come upstairs to prepare breakfast for the family.  She explained that three employees had called in sick, including Ed’s secretary, so that she, Carol, was going to have to go in to fill in.  As a result, of course, Sonny and Matt would be in charge for the day, and she’d better do whatever they told her to do, or else.  Ellie shuddered to think about the ‘or else’ aspect, since her buttocks were still sore from the spankings she’d received the day before.

She gladly took the slip and put it on, it being the first real covering for her body, since Carol had brought the clothing home from Sears the day before.   She had worn the panties that were too tight, and they had pinched the lips of her vagina and brazenly showed off the cleft in her pussy, besides.  She had worn them for a couple of hours just to hide her naked vagina, but they were so uncomfortably tight, that she  had finally asked Carol if she could take them off.  Carol had clucked her tongue and given her permission to remove them, but indicated that she was not going out to spend any more money on her, if that was the attitude she was going to take.

Ellie managed to get the breakfast served without incurring any punishment, other that verbal abuse from each member of the family for being sloth-like and uncaring.  Ed and Carol were dressed and out of the house by nine o’clock, and Sonny and Matt were almost immediately on the phone talking to their friends.  Ellie, of course, had chores to do that Carol had given her before she left for Sears.

First on the list was washing up the breakfast dishes, drying them and putting them away in the cupboard.  As a result, she heard the front doorbell ring twice, but didn’t see who was there, as Sonny and Matt yelled that they’d get the door.

When she finished with the dishes, Ellie decided to make all the beds next.  As she was passing through the living room, she was stopped by Matt, who was seated at a table with his friend, Roger, playing Monopoly, the new game that had just come out the previous year, and everyone was playing now.

“How do you like our new maid, Rog?  She does everything we tell her, don’t you, Ellie?”

Ellie nodded, cautiously.

“And, man, is she stacked!  Course, you can’t tell with that stupid slip on. Take the slip off, Ellie!  Show Roger your titties.”

Ellie looked pleadingly at Matt, but the determined look in his eyes told her she would get no pity from him, so, after a few moments, she lifted the slip over her head and stood naked before the two teens.  Roger’s face was a mixture of sexual hunger and surprised awe.

“Go ahead and feel ‘em if you want, Rog.  She doesn’t mind, do you, Ellie?”

Ellie cringed at the question, but knew she had no choice in the matter and moved a step toward Roger, whose open-mouthed astonishment had turned to eager anticipation.  When she reached within grasping distance, Roger’s hand shot out and clutched one of her nipples painfully between thumb and finger.  He then molded the protuberance, rolling the brown nubbin back and forth, ignoring her little moans of misery.  Roger continued to play with the nipple for several minutes, occasionally letting go of it, only to grab and squeeze the breast roughly.  Finally, Matt, in exasperation, told Roger he could play with her tits as long as he wanted, after they finished the game.  Reluctantly Roger released Ellie’s stinging breast and returned to the game.

Ellie put her slip back on and proceeded to the master bedroom, where she tidied up a little and made Ed and Carol’s double bed.  She then moved into Matt’s bedroom and began to make his bed.  She found remnants of an apparent masturbation, dried stiff yellowish- white streaks and a couple of still gooey blobs of emission.  She ignored them and made the bed as if there was nothing out of the ordinary.

Ellie then came to the closed door to Sonny’s bedroom, and, without thinking, opened it to find Sonny and her boyfriend on the bed in the classic 69 figure.  Sonny lifted her head angrily from sucking the hardened penis in her mouth and gave Ellie a scathing look.  Ellie immediately backed up and began to close the door, when she heard a loud expletive coming from the bed and a warning not to shut the door.  In seconds, Sonny was at the door pulling the frightened youth back into the room.

“No you don’t, bitch.  You’ve just messed up what was turning into a very nice fuck session.  Now, you’re gonna get fucked, but not the way you want.  Get in here!”

In one motion, Sonny managed to pull the panic-stricken girl into the room, tearing the strap of Ellie’s clean white slip, so that one breast hung enticingly open to view.  Sonny’s boyfriend, Harold, stared in fascination as Sonny ripped the other strap off and the slip slid down Ellie’s body to the floor.  Ellie tried to cover her nakedness until Sonny grabbed her arm and twisted it behind the poor girl’s back.  Sonny quickly ordered Harold to grab Ellie’s arm and force her down on the bed.  With a rapidly diminishing hard-on, he jumped out of bed and, grabbing Ellie’s arm, forced her down on the bed on her stomach.  As he held the trembling girl down, Sonny quickly pulled the leather belt from Harold’s pants and stood over her prone victim.

The beating started with the strap being zealously applied to Ellie’s hind-quarters.  After ten or so applications to her rear end, Sonny began moving down Ellie’s body with rapid administration of the thong to the crying girl’s thighs, before moving back up her body to her buttocks and then her back.  Ellie began to scream, eventually drawing two inquisitive young males from the living room to watch in wonder and glee a naked Sonny, whipping an equally nude Ellie being held by a naked Harold, whose hard-on had come back to full staff.  Sonny’s arm tired after fifty or so strokes of the belt, and dropping it to the floor, she informed her brother and his friend, as well as the sobbing servant girl to “get the Hell out”, so that she and her boyfriend could finish what they’d started.  Matt was the first to depart, and after a few quick glances at Sonny’s naked breasts, now covered with the soft glow of perspiration from her efforts, Roger backed away to return to his game.  Ellie, remained on the bed, weeping and blubbering, until Sonny grabbed her by her hair and pulled her up, screaming in pain, to face her.

“Now you get out of here, bitch, and next time you knock before you enter.  Do you understand?”

“YYYyyyeeeesss,MMMMMaaaaa’mmmm!!”

With a mighty push, she hurled the naked teen out of the door and slammed it.  Ellie stood there with tears streaming down her cheeks for a few moments until she heard Sonny’s dulcet voice saying “Now, where were we?”  Resigned to her nakedness, Ellie sat on the steps and continued to cry, as she heard exclamations of ecstasy emanating from the bedroom.

Chapter 7

At Sears, Ed finished looking at the latest letter Carol had typed and called her into his office. She came to his office door and stood for a few moments waiting for him to finish looking over an invoice.  Finally he lifted his head and told her to close the door.  She followed his order and then stood waiting with a smug smile on her face before he finally spoke.

“Well, Mrs. Mason, it appears you’re in a bit of trouble.  The last three items you have typed up for me contain at least one typing error, and, in one case, I find three errors on one page.  Obviously something drastic must be done.  The good name of the company is at stake here!”

“Oh, I’m so sorry, Mr. Mason.  What can I do to make amends, sir?”

“First, you can lock the door.”

Carol did so.

“Now, remove your dress and slip.”

“Oh, Mr. Mason, I couldn’t do that.  That would be highly unseemly.”

“Do as I say, Mrs. Mason, unless you are looking for more punishment!”

“Yes, sir.”

Carol undid the catch at the back of her neck and the two buttons below it and pulled the dress over her head.  She immediately reached down for the hem of her slip and pulled it up and over her head.

“My God, Mrs. Mason, you forgot to wear any underwear today!”

“My goodness, Mr. Mason, I think you’re right!”

She smiled down at him, as he took in the beauty of the body he knew so well.  Her breasts were somewhat pendulous, but after breast-feeding two children, they were still perky enough to draw his attention any time he saw her unclothed.  And, too, her large spongy brown nipples that had given him years of fun sucking and fondling, and were now in full erection, and he never tired of handling them.  Her slit was partially covered by the growth of short dark hair above it, but he invariably got an erection just looking at it.  Carol had taken good care of her body, and, though she wasn’t thin, there was no body fat to mar her svelte looks.  For a woman of 36 years of age, she had taken care to make sure she was still attractive and sexy.

“I’m afraid this calls for drastic measures.  Lie down on your back on my desk and take your punishment, Mrs.Mason.”

Carol lay down on the desk and Ed pulled her legs apart and pulled her buttocks to the edge.  Then he sat so that his head was directly between her legs.

“I’m afraid I’m going to have to whip that big clit of yours with my tongue, like this.”

Ed then proceeded to work his erect tongue between Carol’s labia, running it up and down the slit, before zeroing in on her prominent clitoris.  He pulled it into his mouth and began sucking on it, before he started biting softly on the flabby tissue and continued worrying the area for three or four minutes.

“Oh, God, Mr. Mason, Ohhhhh Goddddd!  My poor little clit can’t take much more of this punishment.  Perhaps you should give me a chance to retaliate.”

Carol forced herself to slide off the desk and kneel before her husband, who was still fully dressed.  It only took her moments to pull his suspenders aside, unbutton his fly and pull his pants and shorts down to his feet.  Ed was not super endowed, but his penis was thick, and, when it was in her mouth and erect, her lips were spread almost to their limit.  The beauty of it, from Ed’s standpoint, was that Carol was able to manage to get his entire erect penis in her mouth fairly comfortably.  His prick was hard enough when erect that it caused occasional gagging and coughing, but she could fully satisfy him when she was just giving him a blow-job, and she always brought him right to the peak, when they were about to make love, so that they were both ready to climax together most of the time. 

Today was no exception, and when she climbed on his lap and began to raise and lower herself on his prick, it wasn’t two minutes before they were both swept away with deep orgasms, almost simultaneously.  Carol rested her head on Ed’s shoulder for several minutes before reluctantly pulling herself off of his flaccid penis and donning her slip and dress.  He rose and pulled up his pants, readjusting his suspenders and doing up his fly.  And none too soon, either!  As Carol was slipping her shoes on, there was a knock at the door, and she went to the door and surreptitiously unlatched it, opening it to welcome in one of the sales clerks who had a cash register problem.  Carol and Ed smiled at one another as he exited the office with the sales clerk to check out the problem.

Chapter 8

When Ed and Carol got home from Sears at 6:30, Carol found Ellie alone in the kitchen, sobbing, while she put the hot dogs in the boiling water, preparing for the evening meal.  She got a good look at Ellie’s buttocks, which were covered with large purple streaks, where she had obviously been beaten fairly recently.  A second look revealed that her pubic area was completely devoid of hair and the whole area was as red as a beet.  Carol went back into the living room to ask Sonny and Matt, who were well into a game of Monopoly, how Ellie had come to have such horrible marks on her butt.  Matt explained offhandedly, while transacting a purchase of a hotel for Park Place, that Ellie had refused to drink his piss, and he felt she needed to be taught that she wasn’t to say “no” to anything she was ordered to do.  Carol nodded in understanding. 

Then Carol asked why Ellie’s pussy was completely bare of any pubic hair and such a vivid shade of red.   Sonny elucidated by explaining that she and Matt and Harold and Roger had decided to have a contest in which each of them could pull out one to three hairs during their turn, and whoever ended up pulling out the last hair got to have Ellie go down on them, be it a blow-job or a pussy-licking.  It turned out Harold had managed to maneuver the win.  She said that Ellie had been reticent to suck him at first, because his prick was still slimy from his love-making with Sonny, but a few judicious blows with the ruler had convinced Ellie that she’d be better off complying.

Once again, Carol nodded her head in understanding and returned to the kitchen.  She couldn’t resist ragging Ellie about her afternoon with the foursome, which only brought on a new stream of tears.  Ellie managed to serve dinner to the family without spilling anything, in spite of numerous statements of derision from Carol and a few pokes and prods from Sonny and Matt.  She was delighted to be allowed to go down to the cellar to bed, after cleaning up the kitchen.

She had finally fallen asleep after a couple of painful hours trying to find a position lying down that put the least pressure on her irritated buttocks.  She was tired enough she didn’t even hear the key turn in the lock to the cellar door hours later. It was not until the cellar light overhead flashed on that she began to waken.  Moments later she looked up to see Ed standing above her in his pajamas.

“I’m told you’re becoming expert at sucking cock, young lady, and I’m here to validate that claim. Now, suppose you slide out of that cot and show me the depth of your virtuosity right now.”

Ellie, still half asleep, looked questioningly up at Ed.  The harsh scowl on his face told her he wasn’t fooling.

“We can do this with a spanking first, if you’d like.”

That was sufficient enough to convince the naked girl to slide off the cot to her knees.  In a moment she was staring up at Ed’s semi-erect penis sticking out of his pajama bottoms.  Ed gave her no opportunity to ease into the job, as he immediately pulled her head to his prick and pushed against her mouth.  Soon she had completely enveloped his full length, much against her better judgment. Almost immediately she was issuing a series of gargles and gasps, as Ed pushed her head further and further onto his prong.  It became obvious that Ed was nearing an orgasm as his pressure on Ellie’s head increased, and he began to moan and issue guttural sounds from the back of his throat.  When the moment came, Ellie felt his gooey liquid shooting down her throat, and the pressure on the back of her head was intense.  After perhaps two minutes of having her face flat against his pubic hair, Ed released Ellie, and she sank back on the floor.

“Well, I’m pleased to announce that the reports of your acumen are not specious, although there is room for improvement.  We’ll have to test you out from time to time to see if you’re improving.  Goodnight!”

With that, he tucked his rapidly softening penis back in his pajamas and ascended the stairs to the kitchen, turning out the light and relocking the door, before heading back to bed and his sleeping wife.  Ellie began to cry again for probably the twentieth time today, and struggled back up to find a comfortable spot on the cot.