Kathy was trying very, very hard, but she really wanted to cry. Michael had ruined the whole evening and put an end to her dreams.

She buried her face in Christi’s hair. It smelled of roses and cinnamon. In fact, Christi’s whole body smelled like cinnamon. Curious, Kathy gave her forehead a lick. She tasted, well, a little salty, but like cinnamon, too.

“What are you doing?” Christi giggled.

“You taste like a giant red hot.”

“Do not!”

“Do, too. You’ve got cinnamon coming out your pores!”

“That hurt so good!” Christi voice positively drooled. "You can use a cinnamon dildo on me anytime.“

"I’ll keep that in mind,” Kathy cackled. She forgot her troubles and snuggled in the comforting darkness.

Officer Ray’s squad car hit a bump. The girls almost bounced against the trunk lid and Kathy heard a man "oof!” from the back seat.

It was Michael’s “oof!” and Kathy’s heart sank. She pushed her face into Christi’s curls and was about to sob when the car stopped.

The trunk opened.

“Ho, ho, ladies,” Officer Ray smiled. "Is everything okay?“

The ladies said yes.

"Then wait just a minute while I get Michael back to his cell and I’ll take Christi to target practice. Kathy, are you sure you don’t want to join us?”

“No, I just want to go home.”

“Then, I’ll go with you,” Christi fretted.

“No, you go with Officer Ray, Chris.” Kathy softy kissed her beloved. "I’ll be fine.“ She was trying so hard not to cry that she could hear her voice shake.

Ray shut the lid and the girls embraced.

"Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yeah, I just want to hit my pillow and stomp my feet with no one around to stop me.”

“Well, if you’re sure….”

The lid flew open again and Ray helped Christi out. She smiled and said “I love you” before it closed again.

Even though she really wanted to be by herself, Kathy displayed proper etiquette and thanked the officer for a good 20 minutes after he delivered her home. Then she swallowed and asked him not to tell Mommy about Michael.

“It’ll be our little secret,” Ray promised as he slipped his flesh baton back into his pants.

Kathy noticed the lights in the living room as she walked toward the house. It could only mean the family was home from the movies. She hoped she could slip upstairs without having to visit, but her eyes popped as she entered the room.

Little Kim and Becky were astride two of Grand Dad’s giant dildos. Closer inspection revealed that the gleaming chrome shafts were inserted in the girls’ tight back doors! Both girls had hard candy ball gags in their mouths and their hands tied behind their backs. Although Kim was tied firmly to her mount, Becky was secured only by a standard lap restraint. Neither girl’s feet quite reached the floor.

“Hi, honey.” Mommy smiled from the black leather sofa. "How was your date?“

"Oh, fine,” Kathy lied. "Nothin’ special, really.“

"Where’s Christi?”

“Oh, Officer Ray asked her to help the boy’s masturbation team. I could have gone, too,” she added quickly, “but I guess I’m kinda tired. What’s,” she motioned toward the impaled pair, “going on?”

Mommy rolled her eyes. "Kim’s being punished. She’s been very naughty.“

"What happened?”

“Well, she was fine in the car, but, when we got to the movies, she wanted soda and pop corn. And she threw a fit when Daddy told her she could only have a candy gag. Then, she threw another fit when Daddy began lubing her anus. She made so much noise he had to take her to the soundproof room.”

“You mean the one for crying babies.”

“Yeah, then he didn’t really get to watch the movie because she kept trying to get away while he used her.”

“So, we decided she needed a ‘time out’ to think things over. She has to stay there until her gag’s all gone.”

Kathy looked closely at Kim’s horrified face. Unable to escape the demanding phallus, she was sucking frantically, trying to get the giant candy ball to dissolve more quickly.

“But, what did Becky do?”

“Oh, nothing,” Mommy tittered, “she just thought it looked like fun.”

Kathy noted the freckle faced red head’s ecstatic expression. Unlike Kim, the little 'masoskist’ wasn’t sucking her candy at all. She wanted her treat to last and last.

“I used a little numbing cream on Becky,” Mommy whispered, “but she doesn’t know it.”

“I see.”

“Oh, would you like to go for a ride, too? The third shaft’s yours if you want it.”

“Thanks,” Kathy demurred, "but I think I’ll wait 'til tomorrow.” She looked around warily. "Is Billy home?“

"No, we ran into that nice lady from the newspaper. You know, the one who wrote the story about Kim’s virginity? Anyway, her boys are away at stalking camp, so she invited Billy over to see her dungeon.”

“Wow, I hope she knows what’s she’s getting into.”

“Oh, from her bruises I think she does. Anyway, I made him promise not to do anything that would keep her in the hospital for more than a day or two.”

“That’s good,” she shook her head and imagined her “dear” brother’s leering face. “Where’s Daddy?”

“He’s upstairs lubing up a bed post for me,” Mommy’s eyes sparkled. "He’s so romantic. I hope my screams won’t keep you awake.“

"No, I doubt it. I forgot to ask, how was the movie?”

“It started out pretty hairy, but everything smoothed out in the end.”

Becky gurgled happily when Kathy patted her on the head. Then, she kissed her mother good-night and went to her room.

Alone at last, she was about to throw herself on her bed when she heard an oddly familiar sound. It was coming from her mirror! Kathy peered into the glass and spied the girl that looked like her. She was lying on her bed, clutching that weird neutered Teddy Bear, and sobbing uncontrollably.

Kathy’s sweet heart reached out to her and, before she could think about the professor’s warning, she stepped through the glass. It was only then she realized what she had done! She turned to flee, but the mirror was solid again and reflected her own frightened face.

