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Claire and Ellie

Claire and Ellie sat on the porch of Flo’s Beauty Salon overlooking County Route 261. The sun was just beginning to come up. The salon sat at the front of The Peaceful Acres Trailer Park, which had been their home for the last three years. Both girls had been raised in upper middle class families, had graduated from college and had started careers, but their lives had taken a wonderful detour on a summer Saturday when they were training to run a marathon. Now, as they sat on the porch of the beauty salon in their house dresses and curlers, they were happier than they had ever been. They were no longer young professional women competing in the business world, but rather low intelligence fuck dolls for their redneck husbands, who happily fucked them and put babies into them. Their once agile minds and been slowed and shaped by conditioning to accept breeding and domestic duties as a source of complete fulfillment. Their once lean and muscular bodies are now heavier with retained baby fat and weight that naturally came from consuming a high-carbohydrate diet. Despite this fact, they were still very attractive and while they no longer benefited from the exercise of running, regular daily sex with their husbands and other male members of the community helped tremendously. Both of them also enjoyed their household chores and often helped Flo out in the salon. There was a steady stream of girls coming to the salon for conditioning along with the occasional new converts being introduced to the community.

“Remember when we used to run along this road?” Ellie giggled. Her hand rubbing her now very noticeable baby bulge. Claire smiled.

“I always wonder what would have happened if we had not stopped for water that day and met Momma. Our lives would have been so empty and meaningless,” Claire said.

“Yeah, and I almost ran away. I had no idea how wonderful the community was and how much love there is here. I’m so glad the Sheriff brought me back and that Momma was patient enough to give me a second chance.” Claire nodded. She looked at her watch, Bubba would be waking up soon and she needed to have his breakfast ready and to give him the morning blow job he usually wanted. Ellie had similar duties and she had laundry to do. Momma was watching the babies. Their thoughts of serving and pleasuring their husbands made the curlers in their hair radiate more pleasure. Both of them headed back to their trailers. Ellie entered and removed all of her clothing except her socks. She had grown so accustomed to being naked in the trailer, she almost hated to put on clothing. Claire had adopted a similar practice even though Bubba had not formalized the rule.

As the bacon was frying and the coffee brewing, Claire slipped into bed with Bubba. Try as she might, she was lucky to get him to bathe twice a week, but his pungent musk was welcome. It made her horny. “Good morning baby,” she whispered. He rolled over toward her. Her hand could feel his rock hard erection. “Someone needs a nice blowjob.” He grunted his consent and she pulled down his shorts allowing his cock to spring free. She carefully began to lick the shaft working her way up and finally taking the head in her mouth. He groaned his pleasure. Over the years since joining the community, Claire had become an accomplished cock sucker. Between Bubba and other men in the community, there was little excuse not to be sucking cocks at least three of four times a day. She had also grown very fond to the taste of cum.

For Ellie’s part, her life was similar to Claire’s and she loved it. While she had been frustrated at her inability to get pregnant by Otis, she never lost hope or her love for him. In her eyes, he was still the most handsome man she had ever met. Having sex with him was the ultimate pleasure in her life. Fortunately, thanks to the rules governing life in the community, Ellie had access to breeding by many other males. Her son, Otis, Jr., was clearing the result of breeding by either L’Shawn or Kwame, but she did not care and neither did Otis or Momma. In all likelihood, her current pregnancy was also not the result of breeding by Otis, but of some other male member of the community. She continued to obediently serve him and give him the pleasure to which he was entitled. She kept the trailer tidy and now was spending more time working in the salon with Claire helping her sisters in the community and converting the occasional new girl. She still rigidly adhered to Otis’ rules, which included no clothing while in the trailer and she was required to keep her pussy smooth. Despite her efforts to follow his rules, she had found her husband to be a strict disciplinarian and she received punishment for even the slightest infraction. Her punishment usually took the form of spankings. Even so, she accepted his right to punish her at will and she accepted her punishments happily hoping to perfectly submit. She was so desperately in love with Otis that the thought of disobeying him made her sick to her stomach. She was just happy to be pregnant again and hopefully not for the last time.

When Momma had decided to retire, she had made it clear to Bubba and Otis that she wanted Claire and Ellie to take over the salon. Although they were reluctant to share their wives with the salon, they knew better than to contradict Momma. She had taught the girls all of her techniques for helping young women to receive conditioning and to become members of the community. Although they were now in charge of the salon, it was still called “Flo’s” and both girls still underwent regular conditioning. All of the other women in the community received conditioning each week to reenforce their obedience and submissiveness to their husbands. Periodically, Momma would check in with the girls and would give both of them their conditioning.

“How are my beautiful daughters doing today?” Both Claire and Ellie smiled.

“Doing fine Momma,” Ellie said, “I hope the babies are not being too much trouble.” Momma smiled.

“They could never be too much trouble. My grandbabies are angels. And pretty soon, I will have two more.” Making Momma happy was almost as important as making their husbands happy. She was the source of all contentment in Peaceful Acres. If it were not for Momma, the community would not exist and Claire and Ellie would have been doomed to live the boring and unfulfilling lives that Momma had saved them from. Both of them were grateful. “My darlings, we have two new trailers set up with two of our newest male members and I simply have to find them wives. Josh Parker was the son of Sheriff George Parker and his friend was Spencer White.

The community depends upon bringing in new members and helping them to understand their role. Both Claire and Ellie nodded. They hated to see Momma upset. It was at that point that something akin to a miracle happened. A black Mercedes sedan pulled up next to the salon and two women climbed out, one was African-American and the other was white. They seemed to be arguing, but neither Claire nor Ellie could make out the source of the dispute. The walked up to the salon and entered, the bell over the door jingled.

“I told you we should have taken that last turn. The stupid GPS on my phone is a piece of shit,” one said.

“You never listen to me.”

“I’m sorry, we are totally lost. We were headed to Springfield and my phone sent us the wrong way, can you guys give us some directions?”

“Why, of course, sweetie,” Flo said, “please come in and have a seat. Both of you look tired. May I ask your names?”

“I’m Miranda,” the black girl said, “and this is my friend, Charlotte.” Charlotte raised her hand in a less than enthusiastic wave.

“Nice to meet both of you,” Flo said, “let me get you guys something to drink. Ellie would you please get our guests a couple of glasses of lemonade.”

“Yes, Momma.” Ellie went back to the kitchen and poured two glasses of Momma’s special lemonade. Both Miranda and Charlotte had taken a seat on the couch. “I think you will enjoy this, it’s my special lemonade. All of my customers love it.” Both Miranda and Charlotte took a glass and sipped the lemonade.

“This is really good,” Charlotte said finishing the glass. “I didn’t know I was that thirsty. May I have another?” Flo smiled.

“Why, of course.” Ellie returned with two more glasses. Both Miranda and Charlotte were beginning to feel the effects of the lemonade.

“I feel so sleepy,” Charlotte said.

“Me too,” said Miranda.

“I’m sure both of you are just tired from your drive,” Flo said, “just relax and you will feel better very soon.” She went into the back and returned with two pair of ankle socks and slippers. “Let’s make your feet feel better.” She knelt down and removed Miranda’s flip flops and Charlotte’s sandals and slipped the socks on their feet and then the slippers. “Now, that’s better isn’t it?”

“Yes, that feels so much better,” Miranda said. Her eyes were barely open as she slumped on the couch. Charlotte’s eyes were already closed. With Claire’s help, Flo helped Charlotte up into the styling chair and secured her with the Velcro straps.

“Now then, let’s get that hair washed and some nice comfortable curlers in. You’d like that wouldn’t you sweetie?” Charlotte nodded. “Good girl. Ellie, why don’t you take Miss Miranda back and help her change into a comfortable uniform? I have some new housedresses in the wardrobe.”

“Yes, Momma.” Ellie helped Miranda to her feet. She was feeling very relaxed, but Ellie was able to get her back to the bedroom. “Now, let’s get you undressed.” She removed Miranda’s t-shirt and bra and then her shorts and panties leaving only her new socks and slippers. She looked in the wardrobe and selected a light pink housedress and helped Miranda slip into it. “That feels better now, doesn’t it?” Miranda nodded.

“Are you pregnant?” Ellie smiled and rubbed her belly.

“Yes, and you will be pregnant very soon, once you are married to your new husband.” Normally, such a statement would have alarmed any woman, but Miranda was so relaxed, she simply smiled. Her new uniform felt very comfortable. Ellie removed her slippers and slipped her feet into a new pair of white sneakers. She then guided her back to the salon where Momma and Claire were waiting.

“Sweetie, you look wonderful in your new uniform. I’m sure it’s much more comfortable than those awful clothes you were wearing when you came in. We will be ready for you shortly, please have a seat.” Claire was washing Charlotte’s hair with Flo’s special shampoo. She wanted Claire to be able to handle any new convert and Flo was impressed with how much she had learned. She rolled over a stainless steel tray with yellow curlers to be inserted into Charlotte’s hair. After Charlotte’s hair had been washed and rinsed, Claire cut off about six inches to make it work better with the curlers. She then began to insert them until Charlotte’s head was completely covered. She then covered it with a hair net and guided her to the dryer. Charlotte had a dumb smile on her face. She felt so good. Claire lowered the dryer hood and soon Charlotte’s head was bathed in a soft blue light as waves of pleasure began to move through her body. In her ears, she could hear Flo’s voice telling her to relax and beginning her training as one of the newest members of the community. Miranda was then welcomed up into the styling chair. It was the first time that Flo had worked with a black female and she had added a special relaxer to make Miranda’s hair more receptive to her new curlers. Both Ellie and Claire watched as Flo had Miranda ready for the dryer in no time. It was always wonderful to welcome new members into the community. Miranda was fitted with a lavender housedress to match her curlers and new white sneakers. Flo lifted the dryer hoods and both Miranda and Charlotte stood.

“Sweeties, I have you have enjoyed your conditioning. Over the next few days, you will be spending a good amount of time receiving conditioning. We want both of you to be happy members of the community.” Both girls smiled and nodded. “Fortunately, we have two new male members of the community who need wives and the two of you will work nicely.” She called Bubba and told him to bring Josh and Spencer up to the salon to meet their future brides. “Miranda?”

“Yes, Ma’am,” Miranda said.

“Just call me Momma.”

“Yes, Momma.” Momma smiled.

“If a few minutes, you will be meeting your new husband, Josh. He is a wonderful man and when you see him, you will know he is the man you want to spend the rest of your life with. You will learn to serve and pleasure him and allow him to breed you as is his right. Is that clear?”

“Yes, Momma.”

“Charlotte?”

“Yes, Momma.”

“You will be meeting your new husband, Spencer. He will own your mind and your body and you will serve him without question or hesitation. He will breed you and you will bear his children. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Momma, I understand.” Both Claire and Ellie were getting goose bumps as they heard Momma’s admonitions to Miranda and Charlotte. Serving and pleasuring their husbands had been to most wonderful experience in their lives. Now, they got to watch as Miranda and Charlotte began their journey of obedience. A few minutes later, the door opened and Bubba entered followed by Josh and Spencer. When Miranda saw Josh, she could not believe how handsome he was. He had been helping Bubba work on one of the trailers, so his t-shirt was sweat stained, but in every other respect, he looked like the perfect male. Charlotte had the same reaction of Spencer.

“Josh, I would like you to meet Miranda.” Miranda walked over the Josh and leaned up and kissed him. He smiled. She was beautiful. Charlotte kissed Spencer and held his hand. He too was sweaty and his musk filled the air. It was like perfume to Charlotte. “Why don’t you boys show Miranda and Charlotte around the community. I need to talk to Minister Jones and both of them need receive more conditioning. Claire squeezed Bubba’s hand. She loved him more than anything in the world with the possible exception of their baby. Josh and Spencer led Miranda and Charlotte out of the salon and down toward their trailers. Josh leaned over to Bubba.

“I could seriously fuck her brains out.”

“You need to control yourself. There is a strict rule in the community. No premarital sex. But…….a little blowjob wouldn’t hurt anyone.” Josh nodded and led Miranda to his trailer. Once she was inside, he closed the door. The place was reasonable tidy with the exception of the dishes pilled in the sink. Josh sat down on the couch and Miranda plopped down next to him. Josh’s hardon was tenting his shorts. Miranda smiled.

“Looks like someone is excited.” She reached over and gave his cock a couple quick strokes through his pants. He moaned. She then reached up and unfastened his shorts and pulled down his boxers. His large dick sprang free. “That looks yummy,” she said as she slipped down on her knees. Miranda had given blow jobs before, but never to a stud like Josh. Deep in her core, she knew that this was exactly where she needed to be and she was doing what she was meant to do. As she began to lick his shaft, the curlers in her hair began to vibrate giving her more and more pleasure. She was exactly where she belonged serving the man that would become her husband and would breed her. Charlotte was also getting to know Spencer. She had opened her housedress so that he could fondle her breasts. His touch was wonderful. All of her life before was now irrelevant. Her body was his to use and she existed for no purpose other than to serve him. Their revelry was interrupted by a knock on the trailer door. It was Bubba.

“Momma wants Miranda and Charlotte back in the salon for their next session of conditioning.”

“No problem,” Spencer yelled. He hated that he was minutes away from bedding this girl, but he knew that Momma had to be obeyed. He led Charlotte to the door and she followed Bubba and Miranda back to the salon for their next session. Spencer walked over to Josh’s trailer. “Dude, these girls are awesome.”

“Fuck, yeah,” Josh said. “My Dad was right. Living here is like living in paradise.” Spencer nodded.

“Is your Dad moving into Peaceful Acres?”

“Probably. Miss Flo has been trying to get him to live here for years since my Mom died. He always says he will think about it. She told him she would find him a beautiful young wife.”

“Seems like a no-brainer to me.”

“Yeah, well he owns 25 acres that border Peaceful Acres and Miss Flo wants to expand the community.”

“Makes sense. You know we have been here only two weeks and I have already fucked ten girls.”

“I know, right. I love the fact that you can ask to fuck any of the female members of the community and they cannot refuse. So far, I hardly have to ask and they’re on their knees sucking my cock.”

Once Miranda and Charlotte were settled under the dryers receiving their next round of conditioning, Flo called Minister Jones to schedule the wedding ceremony. As always, he was happy to preside, but wanted to meet with Miranda and Charlotte for counselling. “Why of course, counselling of soon-to-be wives is essential. I will bring them by this afternoon. Their names are Miranda and Charlotte.”

“Wonderful Flo. I always enjoy new faces and helping young women begin to appreciate their responsibilities as new wives.” It was nice having Minister Jones as such a stabilizing force in the community. Flo knew of few people that were as giving as Minister Jones. He never missed a chance to help her out in preparing new girls for becoming productive members of the community. As Miranda and Charlotte sat under the dryers, their faces had taken on an expression of bliss and contentment. It was only as a result of stopping into the salon to get directions that their lives had taken a wonderful and unexpected turn. Ironically, they had come to the salon for directions and they had gotten them, but not what they expected. Now their minds were being cleansed to make room for direction that would govern the rest of their lives and being relieved of the burden of thinking. Their new husbands would think for them and they would simply obey.

When their conditioning was finished, Flo raised the dryer hoods and their eyes fluttered open. “How are my baby girls feeling?” Both of them smiled.

“I feel wonderful Momma,” Miranda said.

“Mee too, Momma,’ Charlotte said.

“I’m so glad. We have lots to do before the wedding ceremony tomorrow. I want my baby girls ready to start their new lives as good wives.” Both Miranda and Charlotte nodded early. “Our first stop is a visit with Minister Jones. He is the spiritual advisor to Peaceful Acres and he will be counselling both of you on what is expected on you in the community. Listen to him carefully and do as he instructs.” Miranda and Charlotte followed Flo to Minister Jones trailer. She knocked on the door and he answered. “Good afternoon Minister Jones, I would like to introduce Miranda and Charlotte. They have asked to join the community and need counselling. Minister Jones smiled.

“So nice to meet you. Please come in.” The girls followed Flo into the trailer. They were hit with the smell of body odor, but rather than turning them off, it aroused them. “Flo, why don’t you give us about an hour and then come back and pickup the girls”

“Yes, Minister Jones,” she said closing the door behind her.

“Now, Miranda and Charlotte, please remove your clothes. You may leave your socks on.” Both girls immediately undressed. Neither considered the request improper. On the contrary, the request seemed perfectly reasonable. Even the modest amount of conditioning they had received informed them that the order of any man in the community must be obeyed. Once they were naked, Minister Jones examined and fondled their tits and stuck his fingers into their pussies. He had never fucked a black girl before, but that would change momentarily. “Very nice,” he said. “You will both make good wives. Remember, your husbands will own your bodies.”

“Yes, Sir,” both Miranda and Charlotte said.

“You will no longer make decisions for yourselves. Your husbands will think for you and you will obey them without question. That will also be true of any other male member of the community.” Minister Jones removed his pants revealing his hard, thick cock. Both Miranda and Charlotte were amazed at its length and girth. He sat down and had Miranda sit on his lap so that his cock entered her pussy. She felt instant pleasure which grew exponentially as she bounced up and down on him. He finally exploded filling his pussy with his cum.

“Oh fuck that feels good,” she cried.

“Mind your language young lady. I am a man of the cloth.”

“I’m so sorry Minister Jones, please forgive me.”

“You are new to the community, so I will let it pass. In the future, you will receive punishment for the use of such foul language, including a spanking or having your mouth washed out with soap. Is that clear young lady?”

“Yes, Sir,” Miranda said in a whisper.

“Good, now, Miss Charlotte, please go back to my bedroom and lie on the bed.” Charlotte did as she was told, not wanting to anger Minister Jones. As she lay on the bed, she could smell his pungent musk. She inhaled deeply. It made her wet. He entered the bedroom and was soon straddling her as he inserted his cock into her dripping pussy. The further he pushed it in, the more pleasure she felt. She wanted to scream, but she dared not use any profanity. Finally, he exploded inside, filling her womb with his cum. She had never felt that amount of pleasure from a man. “How did that feel young lady?”

“It felt so wonderful Sir.” Charlotte said.

“Good. Once you are married, you should expect regular breeding sessions with your husband. One of your primary functions in the community is to get pregnant. By the way, are you on birth control?”

“Yes, Sir,” she said sheepishly.

“You and Miss Miranda are to surrender your birth control to Flo to be destroyed. It interferes with the natural function of your body. Is that clear?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“You may get dressed. Flo will be here shortly to pick you up. Please remember that you will need regular counselling sessions with me to maintain your spiritual and emotional health.” He slapped her on the butt. “Good girl.” About that time Flo arrived to pick up the girls.

“I hope that you girls were polite to Minister Jones.” Both girls nodded, but Miranda looked down at her socked feet. “Whatever is the matter Miranda?” Flo asked. Miranda started to cry.

“I used a bad word around Minister Jones. I am so very sorry Miss Flo.” Flo’s face immediately took on an angry countenance. She looked at Minister Jones.

“I apologize for Miranda’s disrespect. She needs to learn that good girls do not speak unless they are spoken to and never, ever use bad language.”

“Not to worry Flo. I think Miranda has learned her lesson, although I warned her that any future profanity will result in immediate and painful punishment.” Flo grabbed Miranda by the wrist.

“Yes, it will young lady. Someone needs more conditioning.” They left and headed back to the salon. Both Claire and Ellie were in the salon supervising the weekly conditioning for Katie and Martha. Both girls were under the dryers while their minds were cleansed and their obedience reinforced. “Miranda, please have a seat,” Flo said in an exasperated tone. “Why you would ever use that type of language in front of Minister Jones is beyond me. He takes valuable time out of his schedule to counsel you and you repay him with foul language.” Miranda was mortified at her breach of etiquette. “When Katie and Martha are finished, please put Miranda back in the chair for a punishment session.” Both Claire and Ellie nodded. “Charlotte, I would like you to take a nap.”

“Yes, Momma.” She led Charlotte back into the bedroom and had her change into her nightie and snuggle under the covers.

“You have a big day tomorrow, so I want you to take a nice long nap.” She kissed Charlotte on the forehead. She laid down and was soon fast asleep. Flo returned to the salon where a distraught Miranda waited. Flo was still angry at the disrespect showed by Miranda. “One of the things that you will learn as a member of the community is that disobedience is not tolerated and is swiftly punished. Isn’t that correct, Ellie?” Ellie’s face went red remembering her breach of etiquette when Walter wanted to fuck her and she declined. Otis had spanked her and her bottom hurt for days, but she never forgot the lesson.

“Yes, Momma,” Ellie said.

“When Ellie was new to the community, she foolishly refused the request of one of the male members for sex. She was punished severely for her transgression by her husband. Punishment serves a purpose in the community. It reminds girls that they are not allowed to think for themselves or to disrespect any male member. Your use of profanity in the presence of Minister Jones was the height of disrespect and you must be punished. What do you have to say for yourself young lady.” Miranda was whimpering softly.

“Momma, I did not mean to offend Minister Jones. I was simply caught up in the pleasure of sex with him. I’m so sorry. It will not happen again.” She again cast her eyes to the ground.

“No, it most certainly will not. If I let you off, it will simply be a sign to other girls in the community that we do not take the rules seriously. As you know, the conditioning dome can bring you great pleasure as it cleanses your mind and replaces your old ideas with new ones. However, it also has a punishment mode that will make you feel incredible pain. This is part of your learning experience and it will make you a better wife.” Both Katie and Martha had finished their conditioning and he returned to their trailers. “Please take your place in the conditioning chair.” Miranda stood and walked over to the chair and sat even though she knew that she was about to receive punishment. Claire and Ellie had never seen Flo so angry before. They suspected it was because Flo held Minister Jones in such high esteem and that Miranda’s outburst had embarrassed her. Although they felt sorry for Miranda, she had brought this on herself and punishment was entirely justified.