Two Road Whores, Rode Hard

CHAPTER NINE: HAMBURGLAR IS A BITCH

They had left the truck to get something to eat and talk, leaving Kitten alone leashed up to the stick shift of the Truck.

An hour and a half later they came back. They had apparently gone to Olive Garden and then stopped at Mcdonalds to get some food for the bitch. While they had been gone, Tucker had talked about Amanda’s role on the Truck, and that she couldn’t just be a passive observer, but that she wasn’t explicitly required to participate in the ‘training’ either.

That there would be responsibilities and privileges as she got older. Allowance, Learning to Drive, all the things that came with growing into an adult but at the same time they were going to live by different standards than ‘normal’ people and that a lot had been considered with Amanda’s being there.

If they were going to be too busy trying to hide every aspect from her, then they knew Amanda was smart enough to pick up on hiding everything and that she would just fill in the blanks probably would things even worse than the reality of it. So some stuff was just going to be plain view, and common knowledge with an explanation of why and what it meant to her. Thought had gone into what they will do, whether Amanda will be present and how she can interact while it is going on.

He also told her that they were going to keep what was obviously the more graphic aspects of their training to themselves. They would show some restraint if she would grin and bare the more obvious aspects of the training and Amanda was nodding her head that she understood and saying all the things Tucker wanted to hear to see that she did understand the point of that.

When he unlocked the door to the Cab upon their return, Kitten felt the cool air hit her sweaty back, the cab was hot when the A/C wasn’t running and it caused her to be surprised.

“Don’t turn around in shock, you stupid cunt. Its just me. No one else has the key. Just stay where you were leashed until we unlock you. I see you peed in the bowl while I was gone without anyone giving you permission, you know that is a punishable offense, right bitch?”

“Yes Master” Kitten was already starting to have doubts about whether she had the patience to stay where she was put with no stimulus for hours at a time, but they had agreed that part of the training involved learning patience.
As he unleashed her, he said “Okay, clean out your bowl and then take your suitcases to the dumpster. Then we’ll go over what I talked to Amanda about while we were gone and you can eat.”
“Naked…in broad daylight?”

“Oh right, scoobies…” Tucker reminded himself. “Hmm, I guess it is about 3 in the afternoon and this Mcdonalds is kind of busy, but at the same time, the playground is in the front, so its not like the kids are going to see you.” He seemed to be wondering “Okay, I guess we can find something from the box before I explain scoobies.”

He pulled out a box marked “CUNT” in the same size letters on Kitten’s back. “When Kitten has to leave the truck, you or I get to pick clothes from this box. It has right now, about three pairs of shoes, a couple tops and a few skirts. There is one pair of panties, BUT if you put her in them, then at least two inches of the top of the panties material has to be showing…” Tucker explained.

“Oh, a T-bar, yeah I see those at school all the time.”

“Yeah, something like that. Anyway, do you want to do the honors?” and he held the box out to Amanda who gingerly pulled out a dirty denim skirt and a skeezy green tank top that said “Lick, Don’t bite” and had two tootsie roll lollipops across the chest.

“Hahah, that’s cute” Amanda smiled. “Oh and these white shoes, they don’t match at all. I guess that’s the idea”

Her former mom took the clothes as they were offered and grinned. In the right light, you could see that her and her daughter had the same dimples and freckles, just not as pronounced on Kitten.
“What do you say, Kitten?”

“Thank you Amanda.” She said after a moments reflection, then getting a crop across the bare butt.

“Nope, try again dumbass.” Tucker said.

“Oh, you do not mean?” Kitten looked at Tucker pleadingly.

Tucker repeated back the rule “Call all men Sir, and all women, what?”
“Women, yes…but she is a teenager.” Susan said.

Crop against the ass – THWOCK- “This isn’t yahoo chat where you can answer me back in a snarky way, you agreed, did you not?” –THWOCK- for punctuation of his point, another crop to the pink fleshy butt cheeks.
“Ow”…”Yes Master…” Kitten composed herself “ Thank you Ma’am, for allowing this bitch to wear clothes to complete her chores.” She looked to Tucker for approval.

“Don’t look at me you dumbass. I am not the one you are thanking…show her the respect she deserves as some one who is not below a slave…you said yourself, she isn’t beneath you, right?”

She looked at Amanda who was now kind of enjoying the tension “Oh your welcome, you little shit.” She scrunched her nose at hearing her say it. It was all so surreal, here she was on the road with her mom’s new boyfriend and here her mom was acting in a way she never expected, being put in her place.

Kitten did her best to be sexy while she got dressed and took out the luggage she had packed to the dump. She still had her drivers license and some important papers and a credit card (just in case) put away in an envelope, but for the most part these suitcases symbolized her old life and while she was gone walking to the dumpster, feeling the breeze of the outside race up her skirt over her cooter while she wondered if anyone was paying attention to her or if she was ‘blending in’.

Tucker was explaining that this was a symbol of giving up the past and accepting that it won’t be easy to return to her old ways. He had spent the better part of the dinner going over with Amanda some of the basics of daily life and why they had to not let Kitten manipulate them into feeling sorry for her.

“As long as Kitten is complying with the rules, whether she whines, begs or pleads to be let out of her obligations to me and the truck, then you have to understand she accepts this and realizes this is her fate and her destiny. This is the adventure she wanted, a rough life, yes, and one few people would have the courage to live. Don’t tell her that I admire her for that.”
Amanda smiled and replied “Yeah, I am starting to admire her courage for this too” as they watched her trying to lift up the heavy luggage into the dumpster from behind the window of the cab.

Tucker had already explained how the Scooby Snacks worked, over dinner and how her former mom had to earn 500 of them to pay ‘rent’ on her holes or face the consequences and he was about to give a demonstration. “I am going to go out there now, and offer her 1 scooby to walk back to the truck topless. I am going to offer her 2 scoobys to walk back topless and let me pour this strawberry milkshake on her head, lets see if she goes for it.”

Amanda smiled when in a few minutes, Tucker came with Kitten following looking humbled, strawberry milk dripping down her hair and on her bare chest. He had made her walk slow and she had heard some horns.
“Drinking problem?” She laughed.

“Okay, so where were we..oh yeah, the demos.”

“Master, you were going to allow me to eat, and perhaps to wash off the milkshake?”

“What do you think you are going to eat, bitch? Here squat over the newspaper in your cage and lick yourself clean, while I prepare your bowl.”
Kitten was stunned. “How…how do I lick it off my head, Master? My tongue won’t reach THAT far?”

“You’re a Kitten, …use your paws to rub off some in your hand and lick it…just make yourself you have consumed it all by the time you are to be inspected.”

“Yes Master” she began to lick her wrists as Tucker tore apart a hamburger happy meal, mushed it around with fries and poured a sprite over it. “Its important that anything you put in her bowl, be mushed up and real bite size, I may be asking you to take care of feeding her some days, can you handle that?”
Amanda laughed,” I guess so.” As she watched the spectacle play out she said “I saw Kitten dump the bowl outside, but it never got washed out from when she peed in it?”

Tucker laughed and said “Damn Straight!”

Ironic Bastard.