Your Father's Army

"This army!" Your father announces as he arrives with all his friends you mostly know as the cocks that throatfuck you while they watch sports together, and punishingly take it out on your asshole if the game doesn't go their way. You didn't think they cared for you much, considering everything they do to you every weekend, but they've come to see you as a fuckable mascot for their team, and so any disrespect towards you inflames their fanatical devotion accordingly.

"Hey, why don't you get back on your knees you fake tit lip filler ass bitch! Suck this cock!" One of your fans yells, dragging Queen Hailee down by a handful of pink hair and shoving himself into her throat. The rest of your fans yell similar things at her while pulling at her nipples and abusing her body, kicking at the toys inside her as they pull her head around trying to get a turn with her mouth.

The livestreamer's fans respond accordingly by taking it out on you and your mother, stepping on the back of your heads to gape your holes and spitting in them as well, a fist beginning to enter your asshole and pussy at once while someone begins putatively slamming your face into his pelvis as he brutally pounds into your esophagus. They argue over who is taking it better as they try to make it worse on you, trying to see who screams the loudest, even though your cries of pain mostly just pleasantly vibrate the stranger's shaft stretching out your vocal cords.

The attacks intensify from everyone as your father waits for a free hole in you, spotting Suzie trying to capture all the action for the internet viewers, but she's too short to get a good shot above the throng of people. Kevin decides to help her out by lifting the small girl into the air, flipping up her skirt as he drives his cock into her tight asshole, leaving her perched and holding her steady for the camera. She squeals in pain from the sudden intrusion, but wiggles appreciatively on his lap as he holds her still as a tripod and gets her good angles above the crowd.

"Alright, everyone! There's only one way to settle this!" Your father shouts as he begins to take control of the situation and proposing an official Cock Cleaning Contest; Sarah vs Martha vs Queen Hailee, with the consummated unit of your father and Suzie acting as the impartial referee and judge.

The men will draw lots for who gets cleaned by which girl, to keep everything fair for everyone, and the slut to clear their line first wins! To make sure they've been scrubbed enough, everyone will test their cleanliness by rubbing their cock on Suzie's pale white face, and if it doesn't leave a mark, that's a point for the one that cleaned it, or else the man gets sent back to the same line to get done again. All the men will give a donation into the same bucket, so that the winner gets the great honor of drinking all of the resulting medicine as the grand prize.

The men draw their lots and line up quickly, already trying to get their cleaning before anyone said 'Go!' so the contest seems to start without it, Queen Hailee already declaring two finished by the time you've declared your first, with your mother doing the longest and most thorough job of hitting every part under the balls and even taking care of the asshole before sending the first man on his way.

Your father doesn't pay attention to which line the man came from as he has each man test his cleanliness on Suzie's face, trying to remain impartial, but each one failed the examination well before they could drag the underside of their balls across her nose until they got to the one from Martha, which seemed absolutely flawless, as though the man had just showered, giving your mother the first and only point. You and Hailee quickly learn to focus as you see your line not getting any shorter with so many return visits, eventually doing a good enough job to get a point each by the time Martha gets to three.

The pace slows down as the three of you trying to be more thorough while still being faster than the others, barely crawling up to neck and neck with your mother's solid, steady style that has had no need for any return visits yet, while Queen Hailee has practically had to do her entire long line three times already. You've been precise but hit or miss with the quality, since your father is really making them rub every angle onto Suzie's face for the test, so you can't miss a thing without having to start over.

You're neck and neck for the finish before a winner is declared!