She sat up and looked around as it came back to her. A flush crept over her lovely cheeks as she remembered what they had forced her to do. But then, she thought, it was my own fault. They caught me peeking at them. What else could they do? Let me go? Hardly.
Honey still had no fear of them, not from physical harm. She was sure they would not harm her in that way. Also Honey knew she could not be harmed mentally. She was honest with herself, and knew she wanted everything they had forced upon her.
She hugged her naked tits with a delicious shiver as she recalled everything that happened the night before. She looked around the room, searching for a bathroom. There were only two doors, and one proved to be a small closet. The other led into the hall.
But directly across from her door was a bathroom. The hall was empty, and she darted quickly across and into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. But she found there was no way to lock the door.
Honey filled the tub with water, trying to keep the sound as quiet as she could. Slipping into the hot water, Honey picked up the small bar of soap and began scrubbing herself. It was only after she finished her bath that she realized there were no towels except a small hand towel.
She dried herself as best she could, then peeked into the hall again. Once more it was deserted, and she dashed back into the room. She sat on the bed, running her fingers through her honey-blonde, long hair. She needed a brush and comb, but there weren't any. She stripped the bed and wrapped a sheet about her nakedness, sitting back on the bed to wait.
She didn't know what she was waiting for, but surely one member of the family would come to her soon.
She was right.
Janet opened the door and stuck her head in.
Honey saw the woman smile, and realized once more how beautiful she was.
"Good morning, Honey," Janet said, stepping into the room. Honey saw her clothes in Janet's hand. "Yes, I've brought your skirt and blouse."
Honey reached for them quickly. She pulled her blouse on, trying to conceal her body with the sheet at the same time. She could see the amusement on Janet's face, but she didn't care. By the time she was dressed, she felt better. Looking at Janet, Honey asked: "When may I go home?"
"In time," Janet smiled.
"What are you going to do with me?" Honey asked, her voice quivering slightly.
"Don't worry your pretty head about it," Janet said. "We won't hurt you, I can promise you that." She took Honey's hand and started pulling her from the room. "Right now, it's time for breakfast."
Honey was relieved to see that everyone was dressed. She could not get over her shyness. She ate silently, hardly listening to the talk between the family. Words like "fuck" and "cock" and "cunt" were tossed about easily. She knew they were discussing her, as if she weren't within hearing range.
Parts of her body were discussed in erotic terms, all of it in glowing admiration. Honey found herself warming to this family, but still shy. They were friendly, nice to her. She was surprised that she was quite hungry. After she finished eating, Honey politely picked up her plate and carried it to the sink. As she rinsed it, she felt a presence behind her. Her skirt was being lifted, then tucked underneath the waist band. Honey shivered as she realized her curvy, swelling ass was fully exposed. She leaned against the sink, knowing they were all looking at her naked ass.
"That's the way you are to dress for the time being, Honey," she heard Herb say. "You're to keep your fine looking ass revealed to us at all times."
Honey wanted to ask questions, but she was not going to do or say anything to antagonize this family until she knew what was going to happen to her.
With her skirt stuffed into the waist band behind her, it caused the split in front to fall open, and the blonde curls of her cunt were exposed.
All that morning Honey tried to sit in some way that would conceal her nakedness, but when she had to move, there was no way possible. And their hands were everywhere. All of them caressed her rounded ass at every opportunity. They continued talking about her. She felt as if she had been turned, suddenly and overnight into their slave.
Voluntarily, Honey helped Janet about the house. It came natural to her, her passive nature and her eagerness to please. Now and then Janet would talk to her, and Honey found herself answering. Somehow it came out that she owned this huge house, the isolated place that her parents had left her. That seemed to delight the family. They began to make plans to visit it soon, all without discussing it with Honey.
Later in the afternoon, Honey found herself in a humiliating situation. Sometime during the day Freddie had left the house, and when he returned, he had Honey's rubber cock with him. Apparently Freddie had entered her apartment and searched for it.
"That's a handy thing," Janet commented as she stroked the rubber cock, almost lovingly. "Nice to have around in an emergency."
Julie took it and fondled the rubber cock as if it were real, giggling with pleasure. "It's bigger than Daddy's cock."
"Let's stick it up Honey's cunt!" Freddie said.
Herb motioned Honey to come to him. Honey stood up, her legs shaking, and walked to him, her pussy exposed. When she was standing before the man, he took the rubber cock from his daughter. "Spread your legs, Honey."
When she did as he said, Honey felt Herb working the rubber cock into her cunt. Her hands hung loosely at her sides, and a sense of degradation came flooding over her. She felt the rubber cock moving deep in her cunt now, and she could not deny the pleasure it gave her.
Then an odd thing happened.
After the rubber cock had been inserted up her cunt, she was left alone. Honey stood shivering, her dress stuffed into the waistband and the rubber cock in her pussy, and they simply sat there looking at her. The rubber cock was a long one, and five or six inches of it hung between her thighs. She felt shy. All the others were fully dressed, which contributed to her feeling of embarrassment.
A few minutes later she started to remove it, but they would not let her. She was told she had to keep it in her twat until one of them took it out.
Honey found it slightly difficult to walk with the rubber cock between her thighs, and she moved only when it was necessary. She wondered when they would let her go home, if they would let her go home. The answer came to her early in the afternoon when Freddie and Julie went out and returned half an hour later.
They had gone to her apartment and gathered up a few clothes for her.
In the small room where she had slept, Honey found they had brought only skirts and sweaters. There were no panties or bras.
The rubber cock was still up her cunt. She didn't dare remove it. Somehow she felt she had to please this family, keep them happy. But Honey also knew that she not only enjoyed being embarrassed this way, she really wanted to please them.
As erotic minded as Honey was, this was so good, so thrilling that she was willing to do as they wanted with her. And she would not protest.
When she returned to the living room she found Freddie and Julie alone. They did not explain the whereabouts of their parents, nor did Honey dare ask. She started to sit down, but the rubber cock prevented that. Instead she stood near a chair, looking down at the floor. She didn't know what to say, what to do. When she lifted her eyes somewhat, she saw that Julie was pulling Freddie's cock from his pants.
Immediately Honey began to breathe excitedly.
Watching the pretty little girl slide her hand up and down her brother's cock, Honey's cunt contracted on the rubber prick in her pussy. The boy and girl seemed to be paying no attention to Honey.
"Wanna fuck me, Freddie?" Julie asked her brother in her little-girl voice.