4 comments/ 97654 views/ 9 favorites Cum Scout Mother By: kinkynkazoo Priscilla was looking forward to her son's annual scout retreat. She had planned on sending him off and having a weekend to herself. She was stunned when she learned that her son had volunteered her to be a scout mom for the retreat. "I'm not going to go with you son. It's a retreat for scouts. I'm not a scout," Priscilla told her son. "Aww, but Mom! You have too. I already told the Scout Master that you would," he replied. Just then the phone rang. "Hello?" "Hi, Mrs. Johnson? This is Tony Martin, your son's scout master," said Tony. "Oh! Hello Mr. Martin," Priscilla said pleasantly as she thought about his rakish good looks. Tony Martin was in his early forties, dark hair, dark eyes, and mustache. He stood about six foot with a little meat on the bones, wide shoulders that tapered off to a slim waist and a muscular back. Tony had the rugged look of a man who wasn't afraid of anyone or anything. He wasn't good looking in a model way, but Priscilla still thought he was attractive. "God I love hips," she said out loud, lost in her own thoughts. "I'm sorry? What did you say?" asked Tony. "Oh! Um, sorry, I was talking to someone else," she lied. "What can I do for you Mr. Martin?" Priscilla continued. "I thought I had better call as your son said you'd be happy to help with our scout retreat. I just wanted to verify that with you," Tony said. "Oh, well. It was not something I had planned on." Priscilla hesitated as thoughts of spending a weekend with a bunch of eight and nine year old boys was not what she thought of as fun. "Well, I understand if you don't want too, but we sure could use you," Tony said disappointedly. "I'm not really very good at camping. I don't know what good I'd be," Priscilla insisted. "You can leave all that stuff to us. I just thought the boys might like to have a female present," Tony said, hoping that she might change her mind. Priscilla was about to politely decline when she looked at her son, his eyes pleading for her to go. How could she resist? "Well, Okay. Why not! I'm your woman Mr. Martin!" Priscilla said with a hint of flirtation. It didn't go unnoticed by Tony who had special plans for Mrs. Johnson, but not for this trip. "Great! Should I pick you and your son up or would you rather drive yourselves?" He asked sincerely, hoping that she would say the former. "I don't want to inconvenience you," she let the words linger. "No trouble at all. Besides our boys are quite close. It'll be fun. Shall I pick you up around 7:30?" he asked. "In the morning? Oh my! Well, yes, but I can't promise how I'll look at that hour," She teased Tony. Again, more thoughts of this buxom woman raced through Tony's head. Easy does it Tone, don't get too excited. Gotta take it slow, he told himself. "Not to worry Mrs. Johnson. I'll not be looking to dapper myself. See you Saturday at 7:30 sharp." Tony said his goodbyes and hung up the phone, while Priscilla stood there in a slight daze wondering aloud, "Did I just make a date with a married man?" She hung up the phone and looked at her son. "Looks like you've got your den mom for the weekend." She ruffled his hair and went back to making dinner, an appetizing chicken fettuccini Alfredo. It was funny to her how the Alfredo sauce made her think of something much more sexual. The essence of a man she thought and how she loved pleasing them and letting their essence... She let the thought trail off as her son asked for more milk. The big day had come and Priscilla was up long before seven thirty. She took her shower and donned her best camping outfit before waking her son. When Tony arrived, Priscilla surprised him by walking out the door with son in tow, dressed in camouflaged khaki shorts and matching top. "Hey, that's some outfit there Mrs. Johnson. I hope we don't lose you in the woods when we take our hike," Tony teased her. "I might just want to get lost from a bunch of eight and nine year old boys," replied Priscilla, only half jokingly. "Well we better get going. Fortunately, it's only a thirty minute drive," He said. Priscilla hopped in the front seat of his 99' Ford Explorer SUV. The midnight blue vehicle had seen its share of off road trips, but the inside was very clean and Priscilla noticed it immediately. They talked about what the camping trip was about to help pass the short drive while the boys carried on their own conversation. As Priscilla sat in the passenger seat, she began to notice things about Tony. His large hands were weathered from hard labor. She wondered if they would feel coarse on her skin. His clean shaven face lent a nice musky smell of aftershave lotion. How she'd like to have that face close to her inner most being. His arms were muscular without being bulky, Priscilla thought about them holding her tight, not letting her move, constraining her, confining her. She wondered where that thought came from as they pulled into the camp grounds driveway. "Well, here we are. I sure hope you have a good time," He looked directly into her pale green eyes and continued, "I'm sure we can make it interesting enough for you so you'll wanna come back the next time." He held her gaze in his until the boys opened their doors and slammed them shut again, breaking the trance between Priscilla and Tony. Without another word, Tony climbed out of the Explorer and began to unpack the provisions that he brought, leaving Priscilla to grab her own gear. She expected him to be a gentleman and offer to take her load, but then realized that he had more than his share to carry. Priscilla grabbed her gear and headed towards the group of men and boys that had gathered. She instantly regretted her decision to come as she was one of only two females. At least I'm not the only one, she thought to herself, trying to make the best of the situation. Hands were extended as the fathers came around and introduced themselves to Priscilla with the other scout mom being the last. She smiled at Priscilla and said, "It'll be okay. While there's a lot of testosterone here, they're more interested in finding snakes and bugs then thinking about us as women." "Oh that's just great. I hate snakes," said Priscilla. "By the way, my name's Cammy, well Camille actually, but most everyone calls me Cam," said Cammy. "Priscilla," she said extending her hand to Cammy. "So you've done this before?" Priscilla continued to ask. "Oh yes. This is the seventh time I've been out with the boys. It's really pretty tame once you get used to sleeping on the ground. Besides, just between us women. How often do you get to be surrounded by this many men and not have to worry about doing all the cooking and cleaning. Trust me on this; you'll wanna come back after this weekend," Cammy said smiling. She was homely looking thought Priscilla, but not unattractive. She returned the smile and followed Cammy to the trails which lead back into the woods where the camp site had already been chosen. Priscilla began to wonder about bathroom facilities when Cammy turned and said, "Oh! And another thing -- even though were in the wilderness, the men have always built us are own latrine. So only you and I will have to share. There's no running water of course, but it's not all bad," Cammy returned to walking the trail behind a bunch of nine year olds. "Us?" asked Priscilla. "Oh yes. There was another scout mother, but she doesn't come anymore," replied Cammy. "Why not?" asked Priscilla. "Well, I'm not one to gossip, but she was just a little too uptight, if you know what I mean," said Cammy. Priscilla had no clue what she meant, but decided to let it go. Later on it was determined that Cammy would be with the older boys, while Priscilla would have the younger group. There were a total of twenty-eight boys split up amongst the eight adults, six men and the two women. Not bad odds if you were looking to hook up thought Priscilla. The scouts set up camp and foraged for fire wood, made wood carvings and learned about knot tying. Priscilla had always enjoyed camping when she was a kid and remembered a few things that her father taught her. She dug a pit four foot deep by four foot wide and told the boys to find a dozen medium size rocks. When they had accomplished that task, she had them build a fire and put the rocks in until they became hot. While that was going on, she took the two large hams that she brought and placed brown sugar and pineapples on them before wrapping them up tightly with tin foil. When the rocks were hot enough, she had a couple of the fathers place the rocks in the pit and then put he hams on top. She then buried the hams with the dirt and marked the spot with a large stick. That evening, everyone enjoyed the best ham they had ever had. All the boys and fathers were amazed with what Priscilla had taught them about cooking in an Indian oven. Later that night when everyone was settling down to sleep, Tony came over to Priscilla and asked, "How did you learn that dinner trick?" "My father and I used to go camping when I was a girl. Mom wasn't much for camping so dad taught me a thing or two about cooking out. I've got another recipe that I'll teach the boys tomorrow." "Great. I'm sure it'll be as big a hit as this ham was," Tony said in honesty. "It'll be even better. I promise," Priscilla replied. She couldn't help but notice the way the light from the camp fire was showing on his face. The reflection of the campfire flickered back and forth from his brow to his lips. Casting a shadow that might normally look ominous to her, but for some reason, she found it alluring. She felt desire for him, to be dominated by him, to give him anything he wanted. Tony stood up, giving his praise for her efforts once again, claiming they would make it up to her somehow soon. She wasn't sure who they were, but then again, she didn't care. Priscilla fell fast asleep on her lumpy bed made of fallen tree leaves and moss. It was after one o'clock in the morning when Priscilla woke up hearing muffled voices a short distance away. She laid there for a moment as her mind sifted through the fog that clouded her thoughts. When she heard a muffled laugh again, she sat up, listening more intently, waiting to hear them once again, trying to pinpoint its exact location. There was a cracking sound as if someone had just stepped on a twig breaking it in half. Priscilla turned to look behind her and when she did, they pounced. Unseen in the dark shadows, they jumped on Priscilla, putting a dark hood over her head and quickly tying a rope around her arms and torso, her hands and feet. Shocked by the attack and amazed at the speed for which they were able to bind her, Priscilla was too stunned to move and the knots too expertly tied for her to try to escape. Their hands were strong and held her tight, no matter how hard she tried to struggle. A voice whispered in her ear, "Relax. We're not going to do anything to you, except make you watch." They picked her up and carried her, sleeping bag and all, a short distance before setting her down, the ropes holding her hands to her feet, not allowing her to move. Still more shocked at their speed then scared of their actions, it never occurred to Priscilla that she should scream. Their words were echoing in her ears, over and over, "Make you watch...Make you watch..." Satisfied that she wasn't going to cause trouble, they removed the dark hood and left her in the shadows where she could not easily be seen. They walked over to a small fire where a naked woman was waiting. Her back was facing Priscilla, so she wasn't sure who it could be, but there was only one other woman on the trip and she assumed that it was Cammy. The two men, kidnappers, she reminded herself, walked into the fire light and one of them immediately began removing his clothes. It was only then that Priscilla noticed that the two kidnappers were also wearing hoods. They told the other woman to get on her knees and bow her head to the ground, then to rise and sit on her knees. Then they told her to put on her hood. She obeyed their every command as she placed the leather hood over her head. There were small slits for her nose so she could breathe easily and a hole for her mouth so she could talk, or as Priscilla found out, suck on things. Once the hood was on, they took her hands and bound them behind her, then helped her up to a standing position and led her towards Priscilla. As much as Priscilla was disgusted by being held captive, she was equally intrigued with what they were doing to Cammy, or whoever this was. This woman was more curvaceous than she thought Cammy was. Her hair looked darker and longer than Cammy's blonde locks. No, Priscilla decided, this was most certainly not Cammy. The two kidnappers began to run their hands all over the woman. They played with her hair, kissed her cheek, nibbled on an earlobe and touched her breasts. Slowly, they moved their hands over her body, never lingering any one place for too long. Still, the woman gave no protests, but then why would she, thought Priscilla. Her body was toned, but not flat. Her breasts were not large, yet were supple. Her pussy was cleanly waxed and Priscilla had noticed that she had the nicest ass she had ever seen on a woman. Priscilla thought briefly about a near encounter she almost had and wondered why that came to mind. This woman looked nothing like that one. The kidnappers spread the woman's legs slightly more then shoulder width apart and then moved their hands down to her pussy, spreading her lips apart so that Priscilla would see the moisture there. Priscilla herself was becoming moist too. Still she sat their and watched, never feeling fear for herself. The kidnappers told the woman that she had an onlooker and that they wanted her to cum. She merely nodded and said, "Thank you Master." They pushed her to her knees and one of the kidnappers started to stroke his cock before slapping the woman's face with it. She eagerly accepted his cock in her mouth and began sucking and licking on it for all her worth. The other kidnapper held her hair out of the way with one hand and took a whip that Priscilla had not seen before and smacked her on the ass with the other. The leather straps left small welts that quickly faded away, but Priscilla could see the excitement that the whip caused. Each slap was harder than the last one and each slap made the woman moan louder, asking for it harder. Priscilla had almost forgotten about being bound until she tried to touch her soaking wet pussy. She should be scared, afraid for her life, yet she felt that she was never in any real danger. Her mind was intrigued by what she saw, secretly wanting to be the woman who was enjoying herself. Faster and faster, the man's cock would slide in and out of the woman's mouth. His ass muscles would clench and release as he pumped into her mouth deeper, forcing his cock down her throat until she gagged slightly, but she never stopped sucking and stroking him. Priscilla heard his deep voice say over and over, "Oh yeah. That's it my little Cum Slut. Take my cock deep down your throat." "Yah, good Cum Slut. Suck me good!" Priscilla wanted to change places with the woman, if for no other reason than to get her hands on her pussy and to rub her clit. Never before had she seen another woman suck on a man's cock in person and Priscilla found that she liked it. She liked being a voyeur, but more so, she wanted to be able to touch her pussy, or better yet, to have someone else touch her, to make her cum. "Oh yah! That's it Cum Slut. Swallow my cock, swallow me whole." At that moment, the man arched his back, holding the woman's head and pushed himself forward as hard as he could. The woman gagged again and Priscilla could see trickles of cum escaping the side of her mouth. The person behind her continued to whip the woman's ass with the leather straps. Higher they would lift the whip, harder they would bring it down. The harder they slapped her ass, the louder the woman moaned and asked for more. "Harder. Please give it to me harder," she said as she looked over her shoulder. The muffled voice behind the hood said in a pitch higher than the first kidnappers, "You want it Bitch. You want me to slap you hard? You cum Slut, I'll slap your ass." And down came the whip. The leather straps hitting her harder still, so hard the woman grunted, "Ohhhh!" Her eyes rolled back as her head tilted down. On her hands and knees now, she asked, "Oh God! Please fuck me. Somebody fuck me now! Please!" The person behind her grabbed her hair and said "Yah, I'll fuck you. I'll fuck you with this," showing her the hard plastic handle of the whip. They let go of her hair and slid the long black handle in her pussy, holding it there for the woman to push herself back against it, before sliding it out, causing the woman to push her ass back even further, begging, "Please put it back in, this girl wants it inside her. Please fuck her with it." They slap her ass once more causing the woman to writhe in pain and pleasure, and then they insert the handle of the whip back inside her pussy. Priscilla couldn't take her eyes off the woman as she rocked back and forth on the whip handle. Her pace quickened as her climax drew near. "Oh God, Oh yes!" she cried out, "Does the Cum Slut wish to have an orgasm?" asked the person behind her. "Yes Mistress. May I cum?" Mistress? Thought Priscilla. The person behind her is a woman? Priscilla was taken by surprise. She never imagined that she was looking at anything other than two men and one woman. Priscilla felt her pussy juices flowing down her inner thighs like never before. "Master? This Cum Slut wishes to have an orgasm. What shall I do?" asked the female voice behind the hood. "Take your whip and slap her ass again while you finger her clit. Make this Cum Slut cum," he commanded. The woman in the hood raised her whip once again and slapped the others ass, then inserted two fingers deep into her pussy, causing her to moan and groan as she climaxed. "Oh Yes. Oh fuck, that feels so good. Oh thank you master for letting this girl cum." She arched her back and rocked back and forth as the other continued to fuck her with her fingers and the handle of the whip. In a final fit of undeniable ecstasy, the woman collapsed as she cried out, "Oh Yes, Oh my God. Yes, that's it, right thereeeee." Priscilla's pussy was aching with desire as she began to move her thighs back and forth in an attempt to make herself cum, but it wasn't having the desired effect. She thought about saying something to her two kidnappers, but didn't have to as they approached her first. They stopped and asked, "Did you like your show?" Unsure of what to say, Priscilla merely nodded. "You were a good girl and didn't call for help. Next time we'll let you be the center of attention," said the male voice. Priscilla continued to stare at the couple, still unsure if she should speak or not. Still the words, Next Time, gave her goosebumps. How did they know there would be a next time? How did they know she wouldn't say something the next morning? Suddenly, Priscilla felt scared. They put the dark hood over her head again and told her to keep quiet or else. She did exactly as they commanded and let them carry her back to her camp site. "It would be best that you don't say a word," The male voice said soothingly, making Priscilla relax somewhat. When they had finished untying her, they reminded her again not to say a word and then left as quickly as they came. Priscilla sat for the longest time rubbing her hands and angles where the ropes that bound her and left their mark. Her thoughts replayed scene after scene of what she had just witnessed. Her pussy became moist again and Priscilla found her hands wanting to touch herself, to finally get a chance to bring herself to the orgasm her body screamed for earlier. Cum Scout Mother She climbed back into the confines of her sleeping bag and let her hands have their way with her pussy. It was the fastest orgasm she ever had. Priscilla was woken up at dawn and was told that today was the big hike. "You up for it Mrs. Johnson?" asked Tony. "Well, I don't think I got much sleep last night," said Priscilla as she unconsciously rubber her wrists, still heady from her experiences from the previous night. She was surprised that there were no marks on her wrists or ankles. "Well, if it's been a long time, it's hard to get to sleep sometimes," Tony said smiling a wry smile. Priscilla wasn't sure, but she began to think that maybe Tony was the man behind the hood. The thought both repulsed and excited her. She stood up and grabbed her toiletries and headed to the women's latrine. She opened the tarp that was hung over the ropes that made a makeshift bathroom and saw a half naked Cammy. "Oh, I'm sorry. I don't know what I was thinking," said Priscilla. "Oh, don't worry about it. I was just brushing my teeth and getting ready for the hike," said Cammy smiling as if nothing had happened the night before. "Did you sleep well?" she continued. Still a little groggy, Priscilla was guarded in her reply. "Okay. How about you?" "Like a baby. There's something about being outdoors that makes me sleep like a baby," said Cammy in a bubbly voice. Priscilla was confused at Camay's seeming innocence. Was it possible that she wasn't the woman she saw last night? Priscilla let the thought go and began to brush her teeth, waiting for Cammy to leave before using the toilet. Left alone, Priscilla finished in the women's latrine and readied herself for the days hike. Cammy's group of nine year olds was paired with Priscilla's group of eight year olds so the two women could get to know each other better. Or so Scout Master Tony had said. Priscilla was suspicious of the two of them, yet increasingly intrigued as well. The hike was grueling as advertised. The trail was narrow and covered with many thickets. The women continued but their group was falling behind the male leaders. The boys were getting anxious to catch up so the women told them to race ahead and they would be along shortly. Now that the boys were far enough ahead to not hear the woman talk, Priscilla decided to ask Cammy what the kidnapping was all about last night. "Cammy? There's something that I've been meaning to ask you, but I didn't want the boys to hear." "Sure thing. What's up?" replied Cammy. "Well last night. I was just falling asleep when I heard something snap a twig," started Priscilla. "Oh my? Do you think it was a bear? They have those around here, although rarely," Cammy interrupted. Why does she keep pretending that she doesn't know what I'm talking about, thought Priscilla. "No, it wasn't a bear," said Priscilla, trying to continue her question. "Are you sure? I hope not. We'll have to cancel the rest of the trip," said Cammy excitedly. "No. I'm positive Cammy. Listen! I was abducted last night," said an agitated Priscilla. "Abducted!?!" said Cammy. "How can that be?" she continued. "Well I was. I was taken, sleeping bag and all. They jumped me from behind, tied my arms and legs and they put a hood over my head. They took me to an undisclosed location where they removed my hood and forced me to watch them have sex with some woman," said Priscilla visibly upset with Cammy for feigning ignorance. "Oh My God!" was all Cammy said. Priscilla looked at Cammy's face as she said it, waiting for more, but the kids came running back all excited. "C'mon Mom!" said Priscilla's son. "You've got to see this," he said as he tugged on her arm. Priscilla went along looking over her shoulder at Cammy for some sign, something that would confirm what Priscilla was sure she already knew. But Cammy didn't get a chance to say more as the rest of the scout troupe showed up. Cammy wasn't sure what to do or say. She was expecting something exciting to happen that night. The guys had always had their fun with her and she loved the attention. Cammy loved performing for them and watching their reactions, but when no one came to call on her, she thought that they had changed their minds. She recalled their conversation from the previous day, "I've got a special surprise for tonight," He had told her. "Hmm. I hope it's something kinky," was Cammy's reply. "I think you'll find it enjoyable, slave," He said. "Yes, Master," Cammy said dutifully, slipping into slave mode. Cammy and Tony had been carrying on for three years as part time master and submissive. Given their circumstances, neither could make the time to be in a "committed" master/slave relationship, so both agreed upon Cammy being only a submissive. Her body for his pleasure, to do with as he pleased. It was a perfect relationship as he pleased to have her do many things, including fucking and sucking several of the dads in the troupe. Cammy was known as the Cum Scout Mother. The kids tugged on her arms and pulled her forward just like they did with Priscilla a moment before, breaking her concentration and returning her to reality. She followed them all and caught up the group of men ahead. She saw Scout Master Tony and his troupe holding a three foot snake. Each child took turns touching its scaly skin as Tony held it expertly in his large hands, not letting the snake attempt to bit anyone. Cammy looked into Tony's eyes searching for an answer as to why he took Priscilla and not her the previous night. He looked her straight in the eyes and motioned for her to come near. As he held the snake for her kids to touch he said, "You'll be on center stage tonight. Are you ready?" Normally, Cammy would've been very obedient and replied in the affirmative, but she felt defiant and whispered back, "How could you take her instead of me?" With an amazed look on his face, Tony handed the snake to another dad, showing him how to hold the reptile, then turned to Cammy and said, "What are you talking about?" "Her," said Cammy, nodding in Priscilla's direction and continued, "You took her instead of me for your perverted show." "Cammy. I didn't leave my tent last night. One of the boys was misbehaving and so I stayed with him all night." Unsure if to believe him or not, Cammy was about to let the issue go, when she decided to tell him what Priscilla had told her. "She told me that she was abducted last night. Tied up and carried off to someplace and then forced to watch you and two women have sex." The conversation had to stop as the boys and the other fathers were ready to continue the hike. Tony took the snake and released it back into the tall grass, watching it turn its head back towards them and hiss before it slithered away. Tony was feeling a little snake like all of a sudden. As the scouts returned to their camp, the day was drawing to a close. As promised, Priscilla had another surprise treat for the scouts to make using their campfire. She had each of them take a banana and remove one section of the peel. Then she showed them how to cut a wedge of the banana and remove that. Filling the "canoe" with marshmallows, chocolate chips and nuts, she then replaced the banana wedge and placed the banana peel over the banana wedge. She then wrapped it in tin foil and placed it on the grill over the fire. A few minutes later, all the boys were enjoying a sweet treat and telling Priscilla how good it was. Priscilla was thankful for the distraction but found herself glancing in Tony's and Cammy's direction from time to time. She caught them looking at her and then looking down and then at each other. Both were talking back and forth but the conversation didn't appear to be a humorous. Rather intense if Priscilla were to guess. Cammy stood up and walked away and Tony walked towards Priscilla. Her heart began to beat rapidly as he approached her. What should she do? What will she say? Priscilla couldn't get the image of him and Cammy and the other woman out of her head. She was positive it was them, or at least she thought she was. "Hey. These banana things are really good," said Tony as he came near. Priscilla was afraid to look him in the eyes, still unsure what to do or say. "Thank you," she said guardedly "Mrs. Johnson, there's something I need to discuss with you. Do you have a minute?" he asked without humor. "Well, I don't think now's the time. Do you Mr. Martin?" said Priscilla. "Perhaps not. But I'm concerned with what Cammy told me you said about being abducted?" Tony asked. "Yes. I was abducted last night. By you and her. At first I thought it was two men who grabbed me, but only one ever did any talking directly to me. The other I found out later was a woman. The only woman here besides me is Cammy. You and she abducted me. You jumped me, tied my hands behind my back, and then you tied my feet and put a hood over my head so I couldn't see where I was going. When I got there, the two of you began having sex with another woman. Using a whip on her and forcing your cock down her throat," said Priscilla in a huff. While she recited the previous evening's events, she felt a familiar sensation course through her body. She could feel herself become aroused and wet, that familiar pressure and swelling of her clit. Her nipples became erect and Priscilla hoped that Tony didn't notice but also hoped he did at the same time. "Priscilla! That's an incredible story, but I was with my group of boys all night. One of them was having problems and I had to keep an eye on him," defended Tony. "And when I spoke to Cammy she said she slept the whole night and didn't wake up until this morning," he added. "I don't believe know if I believe you. But if it wasn't you, it most certainly was Cammy!" declared Priscilla. "So you saw her face then? Or some marking on her body to identify her?" asked Tony. "Well, no! But she's the only other woman here," insisted Priscilla. "Not exactly," Tony said and continued, "There is another scout group that's supposed to be near here. I know the Scout Master. I'll go over there and have a talk to him. In the meantime, did they hurt you?" "Actually no. They just tied me up, took me a short distance and then set me down. When they were done, they said I was a good girl for not making trouble and told me they would let me be the center of attention the next time." Priscilla had calmed down considerably and felt bad for accusing Tony. While she still wasn't sure that he was innocent, he did have a concerned look on his face that she felt was genuine. "Oh, I don't know. Maybe I dreamed the whole thing," she said in hoping that he was innocent. "Are you sure that you came to no harm?" he pressed her again. "Yes. Actually I...," Priscilla let the words trial off. "Yes? You what?" asked Tony. "I, I um, Oh, I don't know. I guess were both adults so you'll understand." "Understand what?" he asked expectantly. "I found it rather arousing. It excited me and it's all I have been able to think about all day," Priscilla said with her eyes lowered. "Oh my God. I can't believe I just told you that," she added. "It's okay. To be honest, I thought it was pretty erotic stuff myself," he said. "I'll make a call to the other scout master and see what's up," he added and winked as he walked away. Priscilla watched him walk away. She once again took the time to notice his broad shoulders and slim waist and great buttocks. She giggled to herself and then returned to her group of boys. Tony now understood what had happened. He took out his cell phone and dialed a number. A moment later a phone rang and a deep male voice answered, "Hello?" "Greg? It's Tony." "Hey man, what's up?" said Scout Master Greg. "You have a little fun last night?" asked Tony. "Yah. You know I did. By the way. How did our little Cum Scout Mother like her show?" asked Greg. "You grabbed the wrong girl," Tony said matter of fact. "What do you mean?" asked a confused Greg. "We got two den mothers. You grabbed the wrong one." Tony explained the whole thing to Greg and how Priscilla was a little shook up and thought that Tony was to blame for it. In part he was, but that wasn't important. He also mentioned to Greg that Priscilla talked about how she got aroused by it. "So what do you wanna do about tonight?" asked Greg. "I see no reason to change anything now. I think Priscilla could be a very interesting addition tonight," replied Tony. "Same place as usual Greg. See you later," he added and then went in search of Cammy. The evening was filled with eight and nine year old boys playing games and working with the other dads on various projects, leaving Cammy and Priscilla to have time to talk. Priscilla found Cammy and began an apology, "Cammy, I'm sorry for earlier." Cammy wasn't sure how much Priscilla knew and was guarded in her replies. "Well Priscilla, if you were really abducted, we should contact the authorities." "Yes, I really was, but it's okay. Nothing happened. As a matter of fact, it wasn't really all that bad. I mean, if you like watching people have sex that is." Priscilla was testing the waters. While she believed Tony wasn't a part of the abduction anymore, she still wasn't sure about Cammy. She watched her face for any kind of reaction and wasn't surprised when she got one. "Sex? You watched people have sex last night?" asked Cammy. "Yes. I thought it was two men who were whipping a woman and forcing her to have sex with them, but then I realized that it was a man and another woman who were with a third woman." "Oh my God! What happened?" Cammy's pussy became soaked as she listened to Priscilla tell her the details of her ordeal, all the time knowing that it was supposed to be her that this happened too. Priscilla took her time telling Cammy the details and watched her reactions to every thing said. She began to realize that Cammy wasn't a participant either, but she felt that she knew something and wasn't letting on. "Cammy? This other den mother. The one you said was uptight. What did you mean by that?" "She didn't really participate in anything. You could tell she didn't wanna be here," Cammy wasn't committing to anything yet. Now it was Cammy's turn to feel Priscilla out. "That's an absolutely incredible story Priscilla. You never felt in fear for yourself?" she asked. "Actually no. Things happened so fast that I was just in shock at first. Then when the guy with the deep voice told me to relax and they weren't going to do anything but make me watch, I became curious." "And they said you were going to be the center of attention next time?" Cammy prodded. All the talk was making Priscilla horny. Reliving the erotic show and thinking about being the main attraction was starting to overwhelm her. Her hands dropped to her lap but Priscilla was able to restrain herself, but she knew that she would have to give herself another orgasm that night too. Cammy watched Priscilla's body language and new that Priscilla was getting as excited as herself. She decides to find out just what Priscilla was up for. "That story just makes me so hot Priscilla. I wish I could've been the one they abducted." "Well maybe you and I should switch sleeping bags tonight, or then again, maybe not..," teased Priscilla. "Well, if they come to kidnap you again, tell them to grab me too," Cammy said. Both women laughed at the thought when Tony came up and said, "You women laughing at we men's expense again?" "Something like that," replied Priscilla. "Well good. Then you won't mind accompanying me then will you?" "I suppose not," said Priscilla. "You too Cammy. You're a very important part of this ceremony" added Tony. "Ceremony?" asked Priscilla. "Oh yes!" chimed in Cammy. "Every new den mother or den father has to be initiated into the pack." "Don't worry. It's nothing that your kids will hold against you," she added. They took Priscilla back to the campfire and made her go through various antics such as standing on one foot and making an owl sound, then hopping on two feet and sniffing the ground like a rabbit. Every one enjoyed the good natured fun and ribbing that Priscilla and another den father took. By the time the ceremony wound down, it was almost eleven pm. The campers settled down under the starry night and began to fall asleep. Everyone, that is, but Priscilla, who found herself eagerly anticipating her kidnappers again. The next hour seemed like an eternity with no sign of her abductors. She looked at her watch continuously becoming more anxious as she waited for the expected sound of footsteps breaking twigs. She looked at the glowing face of her watch once more; the time was one thirty-three, when Cammy approached her and said that she followed Tony and another dad to a secret spot and wanted to know if Priscilla wanted to go back with her and watch. Unable to sleep and feeling a little disappointed that her abductors weren't coming; Priscilla decided that voyeurism was the next best thing. So she quietly snuck off with Cammy and made the short walk down a path she had not noticed earlier that day. Cammy seemed pretty comfortable though and the two held hands in an effort not to stumble and wake everyone up. When they got to the spot Cammy had mentioned, they bent down behind a small bush and watched as four men and two women were gathered around a camp fire. While Priscilla never saw any of their faces, she was positive that the two women were part of the action the night before. Then she heard the Greg's deep voice which confirmed everything. "Cammy. That's the guy. I recognize his voice. And I'm sure those are the same two women that I saw last night." Cammy smiled and told Priscilla to just sit and watch for now. Priscilla sat on the ground, excitement building within her. Again her pussy and clit felt a pressure building up; the need to be touched was foremost on her mind now. Priscilla was so preoccupied with the conversation between the men and women that she didn't notice Cammy walking towards the group stark naked. "There you are," said Tony. "Is everything in order?" he asked her. Cammy nodded and replied, "Yes Master. This girl has done exactly as you've asked," She kept her eyes down as she spoke and only looked at him after her raised her chin. "Good! Then lets begin, shall we?" he said to everyone. Cammy and the woman from the night before, who was also naked stood and faced each other. Sub sisters, they were called. Neither was allowed to touch each other but both were instructed to get as close as possible to one another. The first one to touch the other would be disciplined. Their bodies moved around and around. Leaning in and leaning back. Their lips so close to each other, Priscilla wasn't sure how they kept from touching, nor why they would want too. Cammy's slender body and small breasts were a perfect compliment to the other woman whose frame was thicker, muscular, Priscilla would later remind herself. The third woman was becoming excited as she got out her whip and swung it down with a snap, smacking her hands with the leather strands over and over. She removed her clothes and used the whip on her thighs as she sat and watched the two women's bodies move together. Once the bigger girl's nipple touched Cammy's, she stood up and grabbed her by the hair and forced her to her knees. "Master. This cum slut has touched the other with her nipples. How shall I induce her punishment?" she asked with a gleam in her eye. For the first time, Priscilla took a long look at all three women. None were beautiful, and yet, they all were beautiful. Then she looked long and hard at the four men. Each had a certain air of authority about them, but Tony and the one called Greg were the obvious leaders. Each man began to remove their clothes and Priscilla found herself wanting to see the naked bodies more than anything else. She was especially interested to see Tony naked. Cum Scout Mother Greg turned to Tony and said, "Brother," Greg spoke using the common term when greeting another master, "My slave has touched yours without permission. What would you think is a proper punishment?" he asked Tony. "Your submissive seems to be taking great pleasure in using her whip. Let her use it on them both, just for good measure." Tony said. "Thank you Master," the women said in unison, each moving around on their hands and knees and facing directly towards Priscilla, who was unaware that the whole ceremony was for her benefit. Slowly the third woman began to use the whip on first one then the other. Each slap being harder then the previous one. The men counted to five before Tony had her stop. No sense in the women having all the fun. He then walked towards Cammy and asked, "Now my little Cum Scout Mother. Are you ready for what was discussed earlier?" Cammy smiled and nodded eagerly. She lay on her back and began to play with her breasts, massaging them at first and then pulling on her nipples, making them stand out, firm and hard. The four men gathered around her and took their cocks in their hands and began to stroke themselves until each was erect. Master Greg pulled his two women over and told them to take turns sucking each mans cock while they watched Cammy masturbate. Obediently, each woman followed his instructions taking one cock into their mouth while they stroked another with their hand. Priscilla was amazed at the dexterity and coordination that both women had. She sat near the bush and watched in stunned amazement. This was so much better than the previous night, she thought as she opened up her blouse and reached inside her shirt to fondle her own breasts. Her nipples where hard and protruding. Even the slightest touch sent a wave of pleasure through her body. Priscilla continued to watch as Cammy and the other women took turns sucking and stroking the four men, with Cammy having two cocks at one time. She sucked one cock and then the other, stroking them both and then taking them both in her mouth. The other two women were on hands and knees facing each other, their lips locked and their tongues twirled as both were being fucked from behind. Priscilla suddenly felt left out. The touch of her own hands wasn't enough, but did she have the courage to walk up to this group of people and get naked? She continued to watch in amazement as Cammy was now the focal point of the group's attention. Cammy was in the middle of a circle, surrounded by the four men and two women. Tony pulled Cammy up by her elbow, his cock standing straight out as it brushed against her hips. "Slave!" he said. "Yes Master?" she replied. "Go get your surprise for the group," he said. Priscilla watched Cammy move gracefully past the men and women and off to Priscilla's right. Her attention was refocused on the men standing there, each of them rubbing their cocks while the women began to masturbate. It was unlike anything Priscilla would ever have imagined. So deep was her concentration on the group's actions that she didn't hear Cammy walk up from behind. "Priscilla," Cammy said tapping her on the shoulder. "Oh God! You scare the hell out of me," said a startled Priscilla. "Come with me," said Cammy as she tugged on Priscilla's hand. "Besides, I've been watching you touch yourself. I know that you like what you see." Together the two women walked towards the others, Cammy totally naked like the rest of the group and Priscilla, her shirt unbuttoned, her hands still wet with the moisture from her pussy. "Welcome to our little society Priscilla," said Tony extending his hand for her to take. "You've been summoned to our little society to become our newest member. We all know that you've been watching us and I can see that you've been enjoying yourself." Tony tugged at her open shirt, exposing her naked breasts for the rest to see. They all walked towards her, each person taking turns in touching her breasts. Priscilla stood there while the three women removed her clothes and then stood back while the men surrounded her. Hands were on her breasts, her ass, holding her arms firmly, not letting her move. She continued to stand when each one pressed their firm erections onto her body. Priscilla's juices flowed down her thighs while each man took turns sliding a finger into her pussy, before removing it and sucking on her wetness. Cammy stood and watched with a fascination in her eyes, while the other two women were again locked in their own embrace. Priscilla watched Cammy watching her which only excited Priscilla more. The men gently pushed Priscilla to her knees. First with Greg standing in front of her, his large cock only inches from her mouth. Tony looked down at Priscilla saying, "Suck him Priscilla. Suck his cock until he cums." She didn't have any other thoughts, as she eagerly took Greg's cock in her mouth. Priscilla showing off her technique as she held his cock in her hands and placed her mouth against it. Her grip was firm and slick from the saliva from her mouth. Only a few minutes later, Greg was moaning out as he came, "Oh yah. Fuck that's good. Take my cum in your mouth Priscilla." She sucked him harder still, letting his fluid sit on her tongue. Its warmth filled her mouth, overflowing and dribbling down her chin, unable to swallow it all. Tony walked behind Priscilla and slid his cock slowly into her pussy. He kept his pace constant as she took the next cock into her mouth. Just like before, Priscilla stroked and sucked him simultaneously until he too came in her mouth. Off to her left was Cammy with the fourth man, fucking her while laying on their sides, and to her right was Greg who was busy with the other two women. Priscilla continued to stroke and suck the cock in her mouth while Tony continued to fuck her from behind. His cock pressing against her at just the right angle to bring Priscilla to the brink of climax. Tony quickened his pace, his hands holding her hips as he pounded his cock into faster and faster. Her moans becoming louder and louder with each stroke of his hips. Priscilla removed the cock from her mouth and looked over her shoulder at Tony saying, "That feels so good. Fuck me harder, Master. This girl wants to cum." "So you've decided to become my slave then Priscilla?" "Just keep fucking me and I'll do as you wish," she said. "Then my slave, I'll take your body to do as I want." He removed his cock from her pussy and walked around in front of her, grabbed her hair and pushed his cock into her mouth. Priscilla loved the taste of herself on his cock and see took her time devouring him. When Tony was close to cumming, he pulled his cock out of her mouth and shot his load of cum on her face and breasts. The others had all stopped and watched as he did, with the three women leaning down to Priscilla and licking his cum off her body. Two of them each took a nipple in their mouth while Cammy bent down and put her tongue on Priscilla's soaking wet pussy. Priscilla didn't care who did what at that point, she just wanted to cum. "Oh my God! That's it, right there, Oh yes," she cried out as she climaxed, grabbing hold of Cammy's hair and not letting go. "Lift her up and put her on the bench," commanded Tony. They all lifted Priscilla's body and carried it over to the table and laid her on the blanket that covered it. Priscilla was still tingling from her orgasm when they men and women all started to touch her body again. The men stood two on each side and all began to stroke themselves again, while the women ran their hands on her face, her shoulders, her feet and calves. Never before had Priscilla felt so excited. The men began to stroke themselves faster, as if it were a competition to be the first to shoot cum on her body. Priscilla reached out with both hands and took Greg and Tony's cocks in her hands and began to suck on them again. First one then the other. For Priscilla there was nothing going on in the world except for the cocks in her hands and mouth. She stroked and sucked like never before until each man shot one more load of cum in her mouth while the other two shot their wads across her belly and breasts. The women continued to play with her body bringing Priscilla to three more orgasms. Cammy took her place on the table and laid there with her legs spread wide. The women both knelt down and began to kiss her legs working up to her inner thighs and higher. Both women took turns giving Cammy licks and bites. Both women slid their fingers inside her and stood up to suck on her nipples. The group watched as one girl climbed on top of the table and lowered herself down on Cammy's face, who immediately began to eat her pussy. The other woman lowered her head between Cammy's legs and did the same to her. Priscilla's thoughts were to join in and started to make a move when Tony grabbed her elbow and said, "You do not have permission to join. Stay here and watch by my side." Cammy and the other woman soon cried out in ecstasy as they came almost simultaneously, their bodies writhing as they did. Priscilla was amazed at how wet she still was as she place a finger on her clit and soon began rubbing herself once more. Tony felt the urge to have one more climax, so he grabbed Priscilla by her hips and slid his cock inside her once more. His pace was slow at first, but quickly sped up as he pushes Priscilla over the table, her tits dangling over Cammy's face. Tony fucked her hard and fast for five minutes until the site of Cammy sucking on Priscilla's breasts pushed him over the edge. He exploded in her pussy, his cum seeping down her legs. The night had passed so quickly, that Priscilla barely noticed the sky becoming lighter. It was Greg that first noticed and mentioned that dawn was near. The group each took turns making the others cum once more, with Priscilla still the center of attention, after which they put their clothes back on. "Whew! I got a real workout Tony," said an exhausted Cammy. "Glad to be of help Cam. How about you Greg? Steve? Tim? You guys feel week in the knees like me?" asked Tony very nonchalantly. The men laughed and shared a look with Priscilla who was not a little bit shocked at their casualness. Only moments ago, they were all naked and fucking each other and now it was like a social gathering. Priscilla put on her clothes, still numb to the events that took place that night, still far too excited to be tired. Cammy came over to her and simply asked, "Ready to walk back?" "Um, yah, I guess so." The two women began the walk back to the campsite, Priscilla following Cammy. She stopped in mid tracks and asked, "So is that it? We're done? Nothing more?" "No. Now you're a member of the Cum Scout Motherhood," said Cammy smiling before continuing back to the campsite. Priscilla followed her, lost in her own thoughts. If this is how they camping trips always are, then she planned on signing up for the next several.