Family Feud II

The Family Feud II

Chapter Sixteen
“Date Night”

STAR COUNT:
TAYLOR MEN: 96
WENDY: 2
JAMIE: 2

It was around 6pm when the knock came. This would be Jamie's long awaited date. Wendy was in the computer room working on typing Bill's patchwork quilt of a rule system to keep her and her daughter In line. Jamie was upstairs Chris was upstairs applying the final touches to his sister's date night ensemble.

This only left Bill to get the door. “King of my castle! Still I have to answer my own door.” he offered his half in-jest complaint to no one in particular.

“JAMIE, YOUR DATE IS HERE” Bill hollered upstairs to his daughter. Offering the young man a seat on the couch so that he could explain the ground rules to him and have a little heart-to-heart with the boy who was about to take his daughter out.

As custom dictates, Chris made his sister stay up in her room for at least five minutes. She was ready to come down stairs, had been for a long time. Chris just thought it would be more dramatic if there was some anticipation.

Sending his sister down stairs, she was truly a vision. Tall, blonde hair, blue eyes, slender build, dimples, and a pixie-like face. Her hair was perfect, her make up just so. Every bit the ravishing teen beauty who could very easily be a prom queen if for a few other things.

For one, she had on an ill-fitting cherry red half-shirt, that left her midriff exposed. The shirt ended just under the boobs and left her entire navel exposed all the way down to where the skirt began.

The skirt was something they picked up second-hand at goodwill, a short black denim that came up to about mid-thigh. Coupled with her second hand 4 inch heels, and it gave the illusion she was more leg than anything else.

Her hands were behind her back, and her mouth was closed. She seemed very much at peace with this situation, despite the butterflies in her stomach wondering who her date could be.

When she got to the bottom of the stairs, she finally could get a good look at her would-be blind date. It was Gerald the boy who had been at their house Saturday morning with Chris when this all started. She gave him a knowing smirk and said nothing.

She was at one time relieved to know who it is, and for another disappointed he was only a middle schooler. After all, she was in High School and those few years of maturity really seemed to matter to her.

She had ruled out it being anyone popular from school. That would have been a big surprise. Unless Cathy Griffin had arranged it, her brother didn't really know any of the studly jocks. It may be for the best it is someone no one knew. Safer for her reputation.

She stood in front of him, half smiling and staring at her date with her bright blue eyes.

“You understand the rules?” Bill checked with Gerald who seemed to be lost in the shallow azure oceans staring back at him.

“Yes Sir, have her home by 10 PM”

Bill grimaced and sighed, while shifting on the couch. “There are a lot more rules than that” he laid them out in front of his daughter as well.

  SEVEN RULES FOR DATING MY TEENAGE DAUGHTER:

ONE-No back talk from her, she'll eat what you order her, she'll watch any movie you want without complaint. She'll listen to anything you say, and let you finish your thoughts completely before she speaks.

TWO--She'll so deference to you, she'll call you and any male she encounters Sir, and any female “Ma'am” besides her Mother. She is not to flirt with other boys.

THREE--She is to sit without crossing her legs. She isn't a proper lady, so don't expect that.

FOUR--She is to sit and walk straight up, not slouch.

FIVE---She'll ask permission to piss or shit, and she needs to tell you which. You can only make her wait up to 15 minutes, and you can't make her do it in public places.

SIX--- Other than the bathroom, you are not to let her out of your sight. If she does have to go to the bathroom, or you have to excuse yourself to go, you should stuff her panties into her mouth so she doesn't talk to anyone else.

SEVEN---You may not discipline my daughter, or have sex with her. This includes playing with her tits, mouth or ass. You may however handcuff her hands behind her back as long as it is done discretely especially if you feel she is up to any sort of shenanigans.

“Now, if she fails to do these things, you will tell me when you get home with her sharp at 10PM, and I will make sure she is punished for them.”

When Bill finished outlining the seven rules, he finished by saying “Now remember I DO have an extensive gun collection that I enjoy polishing, and you have fun with my daughter.” Then he handed the boy the handcuff key and said “You want to see her panties?”

Gerald was a little shocked, by the question. “that is not something I...um” he was nervous and wringing his hands.

“Open your mouth, Jamie”

Jamie opened her mouth revealing the panties she had been gagged with the night before. Bill plucked them out gingerly.

“These are pretty gross” holding the saliva and slightly cum stained undergarment between two fingers.

“She can either hold these in the palm of her hand, or you can stuff them in her mouth to shut her up. I don't want my slut of a daughter, tricking you into letting her wear them, understood?”

“Yes Sir” Gerald managed submissively.

“You are going to have to take a little more charge of things, Gerald. She could walk all over you, if you are nice or take pity on her. She did to Chris and I.

Then he had her turn around and show the handcuffs behind her back.

“You can have her sit like this, or walk like this when you like. This way she is more compliant.” demonstrating how to luck and unlock the handcuffs. “Whatever you do Boy, don't let her talk you into putting on the handcuffs yourself. They hurt your wrists and she may be playing a trick on you.”

Gerald was smiling. The shy geeky boy couldn't believe his good fortune to be on a date with a much older girl who was willing to put up with all of this.

“I paid Chris twenty dollars, how much of that goes to my date?” Gerald asked innocently.

Bill slapped Chris on the back, “Pimping your sister? I guess that explains why you didn't mind letting her go out without anyone home to amuse you tonight.”

Chris answered “She gets none of the money, Gerald. She is just doing it for the experience.”

“This is the most awesome family I've ever met. My older sister would never do anything like this”

“I guess, it's all about motivations, and the right carrot on a stick,  both positive and negative reinforcement. If my daughter is good, she gets a gold star next to her name on a chart in the kitchen. If she doesn't, and is rude her precious, delicate little ass will get run through the ringer.”

“Where is her Mom?”

“My wife Wendy? She is in the computer room, did you want to say goodbye before you left?” Bill smirked.

“Oh no, it's just the last time I was here, I don't know if Chris told you, but I saw the two of them naked.” Gerald answered naively.

“Peeping tom, were you?”

“Oh no, I just came over with Chris in the morning and they didn't say I couldn't be here, so I ..” Gerald was trying to think of the reason he even brought this up.

“I mean, that sounds like my daughter, she is a slut who walks around in skimpy bikinis and lets people see her naked, which is why she is on punishment as she is now.”

“Her punishment is to dress the way, you don't like her to dress?”

“Kind of, it's complicated” Bill said. “She can't wear what she wants, and dressing like a trailer park slut, means she cannot hide and play innocent. Anyone who looks at what she is wearing, will either laugh like we do, or have contempt for her.”

Gerald was getting uncomfortable, so he took his date and left on foot. Bill called out as they went “Don't make me wish I locked her in a chastity belt!!” half-joking.

“Ah, young love” Chris smiled at his dad.

“You weren't kidding about Bro's before Ho's. Pimped your sister, really?” Bill said when they were alone.

“I was thinking about getting a job, but then fortune smiled on us. So I am going into business for myself, set up a few dates, and see how that goes!” Chris was grinning at his ingenuity.

Bill shifted a little uncomfortably “I dunno about that, I mean what if one of them tries something?”

“You were ready for her to do once, whats the big deal if its a few times? Gerald wouldn't know what to do if she whipped it out and sat on it, besides anyway she is on birth control.”

“WHAT? How long has she been on BIRTH CONTROL?” Bill had gone from mild amusement to immediate rage saying the word Birth Control like it was the most disgusting thing.

“I dunno, they were in her room. I just let her have one, when I was cuffing and inspecting her before the date.”

“WENDY!!!” Bill screamed “IN HERE NOW, ALL FOURS, DOUBLE TIME!”

With a bemused look on her face, the once executive power-mom now padded into the living room on all fours. Wendy knew she was in for a “Date Night” and assumed that the yelling was Bill's form of intimidation, but it wasn't phasing her.

“You RAANG?” she smiled quoting an old Addam's Family line with a little levity.

“This is serious bitch, Jamie is on birth control!! Why didn't you tell me?”

From the floor, without looking up Wendy said “Precisely, because of how I knew you'd react” smartly.

Kicking her hard in the ribcage while she was on the floor “You cunts, think you are so fucking smart. You are supposed to be humbled little bitches and you are both being so fucking smug, like none of this scares you.”

Wendy fell over on her side clutching the area he had kicked, half in rage of her own and just in shock unable to say anything.

“You put her on this before any of this even began, you fucking slut. You two have been conspiring and keeping secrets, for how long? When do I ever get the respect of a father!?”

Fighting her urge to get up and kick the shit out of Bill, Wendy composed herself got back in all fours, spread her legs even wider in that position and then said “You got that respect when you began acting like a leader, Sir. Thank you for punishing me” she winced, but said seriously “I deserve it, and it's made me see you as the Man you really are”

“You really mean that, don't you?”

“If you think I am naked on my carpet, like this because someone has pictures of an abandoned wrecked car, or dirt on me, or that you have naked pictures of me, then you don't me very well, Sir.” Wendy commented on the blackmail dug up by the Griffins, and his own “confirmation photos” he took that morning.

“Fine” He wasn't able to continue to his rage, she had completely disarmed him. He couldn't hate her for what she said or did, because of how well she accepted responsibility for her actions and accepted her punishment. That in a way frustrated him, but he was quickly losing his rage. “Suck on my toe.” he offered his foot to her open mouth, unable to think of anything else to say.

Chris having watched the entire thing “Wow, Dad you better save some for the date night!” noticing the visible bulge in his father's pants, Wendy's toe sucking was getting him completely hard.

“Quit looking, what are you queer?” Bill joked with his Son, while wiggling his toe playfully in his wife's mouth and forcing her head to follow his foot as he waved it around slowly in front of him.

“Maybe if Mom is THAT good at sucking toes, she can give you wood, there is a market to rent her out too!” Chris said playfully, while his mother's eyes went wide. She hadn't heard everything that happened earlier with Jamie and her “date for dollars” boyfriend Gerald.

“Your friend Gerald is clueless, he is intimidated by my teenage daughter. He sure as fuck wouldn't know what to do with THIS fine specimen of a woman!” Bill said pridefully adjusting himself in his pants,  so turned on by his wife's aggressive toe sucking and at the same time impressed with her willingness to degrade herself for his forgiveness.

“We' didn't have time for everything I wanted to do, you've still got garbage you need to take out the curb, and a garage sale to hole. I've got to stop procrastinating around, if I want to have date night” Bill announced pulling his big toe out of his mouth with a “plop” and dangling it right under her nose.

“Shall I get dressed, Sir?” Wendy asked trying to be helpful, pleased her husband was at least admitting one of his big problems was procrastination. That was new for him. Usually it was the world seemed to conspire to make him late or fall behind for an excuse.

“What? Here I was thinking you were embracing your submission, and you want to anticipate my orders? Stand up and prepare for inspection!” Bill commanded.

“First Position” as she was learning was to stand up with legs shoulders width apart, chest out, head straight. Hands placed on ass cheeks pulling them both apart, and knees slightly bent.

The inspection was hardly necessary. She had one only a few hours ago after her showering, shaving and preparing her hair and makeup. The newness of their toys hadn't warn off for Chris and Bill, yet and they were delighting in the process, so she was determined to say nothing and accept it.

They started at the top, with her head. Chris turning her head to look in both directions, making her wonder if he was just checking to see how flexible her neck was. He stuck a finger in her mouth, checking her teeth, and pulling her tongue causing her to say “Aaaahhhh” before looking into her nose.

Bill was already on to the boobs, having lost interest in everything above them. Pulling the nipples, cupping the tits. “We should start measuring the width and length of their nipples” he suggested to his son.

“Yah, and probably how wide their other holes are. It could tell us if they were playing with them recently!” Chris agreed.

“That or just to chart our progress in training the holes.” Bill smirked.

Wendy was a little surprised that her immediate reaction wasn't the revulsion that her and her daughter's nether regions would be measured and graded. It was more a disappointment that neither Bill or Chris made a move to go get a ruler and paper to actually do what they said they would, even though now was the time to do it. She was conflicted as to why her first thoughts were frustration that Bill and Chris may never change from dreamers and schemers.

While she was lost in her own thoughts about it, the two had moved down to her pussy lips. Both of them were pulling on the outermost lip to stretch it, while Bill pushed in on her clit making her abruptly aware of just what they were doing.

She briefly thought about offering to get the ruler and paper so they could start charting now, but then decided against it. Wendy decided that would be “mothering” them and falling back on her old habits as a bit of an enabler.

Instead she asked if they would permit her to speak, and when the permission was granted “Today Jamie and I agreed to be your little bitches, to get your forgiveness and accept our payback. We knew you would put a perverted spin on things, and so I accept that you are both are looking at my pussy right now, this was in the inspection clauses of Bill's Bill”.

They silently nodded, not slowing down with fingers poking and prodding. Chris was tapping the small patch of skin between cunt and asshole he called a “taint” to see how sensitive it was, causing his mom's leg to spasm slightly.

“But, can I ask, outside of an odd unshaven hair or odor, what is the purpose of such a long inspection of my pussy?”

“Your Cunt belongs to us” Bill said simply.

“I understand and agree, my ass, my pussy, its yours Sir, even after this education/payback, it's yours, and yours alone. I just wonder do you hope to find something up there?” (meaning inside her twat).

“I want you to start saying Cunt, more often. Pussy is okay, but I like the way it makes you wince when you have to call yourself a cunt. Saying Vagina is punishable.” Bill said without answering her question.

“ I suppose it's possible you could be hiding something inside there, maybe a candy.”  Chris spoke up, while bending her over into “Inspection Position Two” which is where she was bent at the waist, knees more bent, and holding ass apart, by pressing on her back, while holding her tummy with his hand. “It's also possibly you are aroused, so that's something we'd like to know. Give us time, we'll come up with some good reasons” half-smiling.

“This next question is for you both.” She said sucking in air, as Chris tapped on her asshole nub for some reason. “Will you two be able to see us equals, as Mother and Daughter, as Family, once you have grabbed, groped, beaten and kept us this way, or are you going to always look at me as a piggy, for letting you do all this to me?”

“LETTING us?” Bill twisted his wife's nipple, pinching as he did.

“Yes sir, If I wanted to, even though I agreed to this, I could just walk out the door.”

“Where would you go naked, in only a cat collar?”

“Doesn't matter, a woman's shelter. You've got the pictures, you've got the video, you could send them. The Griffin's have the blackmail on me and Jamie. You could divorce me, never talk to me again. I choose to stand here and let you two play with my butt hole, because I agreed to it, and so I am letting you because this is what you wanted, and I love you and beg your forgiveness. If this is how to get it, I am doing it. My question though, is will you be able to see me as anything but a slut, and I would like an answer, not just a response.”

“What if we say Yes, what then?” Bill asked, answering her question with a question.

If he hadn't been at that moment looking into the folds and creases of her pussy, as if it were some sort of infinite onion of layers and secrets he would have seen her roll her eyes. Bill had once again given a response to a direction, without actually answering it. He had made so much improvement, but he had not come full circle.

“I don't know sir” she said disappointed.

“Then why run your mouth hole asking questions, if you don't know what you'll do with the answer?” he said rhetorically forcing a cummy pair of her own panties into her mouth. “It's date night, don't make me think too much!”