Starting from Scratch Ep. 118: MApLE SYRUP

"Fuck me! That asshole's here. Using our water too."

Hand in hand Travis Herbert led his girl Sable McKellen past the Hardecker home to witness the not always gentle giant, hillbilly Dominic Black washing his truck. Without a shirt on and in only his sweatpants his muscles rippled in the morning sun. Sable was all eyes! Early bird catches the boa constrictor.

"You should try to get along with him. Someday he might be your stepdad."

"When hell sells popsicles. No way will I let that pigfucker marry my mom."

"Travis!" She halted in step making him nearly fall off balance. "Stop it this instant or I'm going back home. Your mom loves him, I can tell and so can you. Don't you want her to be happy?"

"You know I do...that's why he has to go."

"Give him a chance. Try being nice. He helps your mom pay bills, doesn't he? That might include water."

"Don't remind me. Fine! I'll try."

"We should offer to help wash his truck."

"You can if you want. I'm not going near him when he has a hose, he might drown me."

"Go inside and tell your mom we're here. I'm going to be friends with him, so you better get over this attitude Mister."

"Whatever!" He gave up, "I'll be back out to help after I tell Mom we're home. I'm gonna change clothes real fast too."

"Okay!" She kisses him goodbye and releases his lingering grip over her hand. "Go!" Running across his yard Travis went inside. As he closed the door due to the air conditioning, Sable brought on the courage to sneak up on Dominic. Hands held behind her back she stood directly behind him as he rinsed the fender well of his driver's side back.

Swallowing nervously, she began trembling at his size. He towered over her by over a foot she being 5'1, he being 6'4. The fascination over his muscles and his dominance with Kelly captured her imagination. Sable was so mixed up she didn't know which way to go. She adored Travis, loved being with Tawny, curious of her father Henry, and now borderline obsessed with the hillbilly Hulk.

With a kink in his hose, he turned without notice and nearly trampled her, her hands moving up defensively and actually touching his abdomen with both palms. Her eyes stared at his torso as she nearly wet her jean shorts. Too late, Dom did it for her.

"Tryin' to give me a heart attack?" He grumbled. "What are you doing right up on my ass like that?"

"Sorry!" Her hands couldn't even retreat, it was as if they were glued to his six pack. Scowling he took one step back leaving her palms behind.

"Drenched ya there! Reckon I'm sorry too." Her jean shorts were soaked and now a tad loose on her waist, the sag revealing her hip bones. A very thin revelation of pubic hair exposed itself as well.

"I...wanted to help you wash your truck." She wouldn't even pull her shorts up from their slight sag that still offered a bit more of her lower tummy, her camisole not quite masking that area. She wanted him to see her.

"Oh yeah? Nice of ya, Baby McKellen. Sponge in the bucket. Suds up!" Turning her back to him as he uncurled the kink in the hose to drag it further to him, he noticed Sable bend over and reach into the bucket for a large golden sponge. Chuckling at seeing her butt crack he felt evil and sprayed her full force with his spicket. Her shorts were soggy drenched and she stood up shivering and looking back at him with a hint of shock.

"Why did you do that?"

"Cause I felt like it." He shot her again this time as she turned toward him, dead across her camisole. With no bra or panties on beneath her outfit she was second skin and laughing. Her nipples popped up and stabbed through her thin camisole. "Still wanna help the bad guy?"

"Yes!" She whimpered and stepped around him to a section of his truck bed that needed soaped up. He stopped taunting her and simply watched her work. The only reason he did what he did was to rile up Travis when he came back out. If he was gonna give him hell all the time Dom could give the horns right back. In shades!

He knew the boy had yet to stand up for himself after his viral encounters at the expense of Knox Hardecker and his flunkies. Even after he went out of his way to cell record the roughnecks teaming up on the defenseless little punk in the front yard mere feet from where Dom stood now. If he were going to toughen the kid up, he needed to keep up being the prick he was born to be. Hillbilly Hazard Boys were known for mischief. Dom was the worst of the bunch. Hazard County, Kentucky that is. Born, raised, abandoned for greener pastures.

Sadly, he recently became aware of Knox Hardecker's dad Winslow from a crazy night at Cashanova's but hadn't had time to discuss anything. Truthfully, Dom felt this was something Travis needed to do on his own. For now, he had troubles of his own, after last night sharing his slave Kelly Herbert with his other half of the human collar Henry McKellen, he saw something new in Kel. She had a soft spot for the secondary Master brewing and it nagged at his soul. Maybe he made a mistake in agreeing to give Kelly what he struggled to give her. For every hint of trying to be a true lover the inner demons within him snatched up her hair and made her obey. Dom knew she loved him; he also knew she adored his overpowering potential. Rougher the better without the busted lips. Then, there was his sister Serafina. Story for another worry.

"You're not scrubbin' the metal right." Dom moved directly up behind Sable in her bent forward angle, "Don't put your free hand on the bed neither it leaves hand prints." Not even thinking of how badly it appeared his crotch pressed right up against her tight little ass. Reaching for her sponge he gripped her hand and shared his expectations by moving the soap at an angle his pappy had taught him growing up. His entire family were set in their ways and listened to their dad or got punished. Some things never left his ethics.

Feeling his humongous cock, although limp, rolling between her ass crack through her cut short threaded denim, she whimpered but found herself unable to move. Hot pants to some, hot enough to others she needed to combat her shyness further. Knowing what this giant was capable of she told herself to explore what she could. First with Travis in mild ways, then with Tawny Martin in being with a girl. Trading places with her sister in school garnered more than she bargained for in fooling Angus Furlong, the simplistic admiration of her Father's abilities, now...Monster Man.

Sensing her body adapting to his unintentional invasion Dom grinned. The kid was grown up and searching for what made her happy. Knowing what Sable's parents were like he knew the Snapple wouldn't fall from the shelf. "Gettin' better, Squirt!"

He decided it best to retreat before she got too used to his shadow over her. Not only that but his dick was twitching, wearing only sweats and boots it was only a matter of time before his beast would pitch a hint...tent too. Knowing she was bold enough to tuck his pecker into his speedo last night by Piper's pool he had no doubt she was curious.

A casual squeeze to his water pistol cooled her off quickly. Squealing she turned to face him with a threatening look, poising her soap sponge as if ready to throw it at him. Chuckling he shot her dead in the chest. Sponge hurled he swatted it aside and chased her around the yard. Dom was letting his guard down. In her darting about her micro thin camisole's shoulder straps slipped from their job and her top being as heavy as it now was toppled to her nipples and clung to their sensual hooks. She knew it but refused to panic and continued avoiding his firepower. Water pressure even!

Tits bouncing did not help the shirts dilemma, one side fell from her nipple and exposed. That was when he stopped his antics. "Pull yourself together." She feigned ignorance at first simply staring at him with intimidation in her eyes. "You heard me." Sticking her tongue out at him made him curl his lower lip and he pulled his trigger again. This time he directed his ferocious current of water at her dangling non exposed side. She trembled at the cold water but wanted her tits free of their soggy prison, if not to see his true reaction. Sable McKellen was getting gutsy.

Off of her left nipple it went. Both breasts were out in the open and saying hello Sir. Once he got a good glimpse he turned away and sprayed the bed of his truck of her left behind suds. Feeling ignored she lingered to catch her breath when she heard a door open. At first fearing it was Travis or Kelly, she turned her back to the house. Realizing it was next door at the Hardecker house she quickly pulled her wet straps back up over her soft shoulders and concealed her chest. The chill was agonizing to her nips, they refused to go down.

Dom peering to his left spotted Winslow Hardecker and an unexpected surprise. Following him out was the mad Russian herself Svetlana. Chuckling he knew she was using Winslow for easy cash. Not a hooker but close enough. Dom still had a good laugh when hearing her say, "Sugar Da Da!" her native accent was pretty damned sexy.

"Morning!" Winslow waved at Dom who simply nodded. Svetlana wearing all white in her own camisole and leggings stopped cold in her tracks, lifting her smoky sunglasses as if a spy coming out of the bold. Recognizing Sable even in her drenched state from photos in the McKellen home she sneered at Dominic. This was the very first-time meeting one of Henry's kids in person. Her roomie Tessa had of course interacted with his kids but she had not.

"You are Henry's cub." She spoke out.

"You know my dad?" Sable flared her eyes at the Soviet bombshell, her own nipples vivid in the morning air. "Accent...you're Tessa Harper's friend."

"Somewhat lover, Da! You do not shower at home?" Winslow held the passenger door to his car open but found Svetty taking a walk instead. Gnashing his teeth, he knew this could not end in just breakfast at Denny's. Making her way across the yard she faced Sable up close and dared to primp at her camisole straps to pull her camisole higher on her tits. "You lose!" She winked at her then pointed a pinky at Dominic.

"Don't make me shoot across the border Russkie!" Dom growled.

"I must protect you." Svetty stood in front of Sable as Winslow tried to come after his plaything. Chuckling Dom shot Winslow in the polo shirt making him back off.

"What the hell Man?" Winslow stood in shock.

"Dueling! Best stay out of the line of fire."

"What is going on?" Sable whimpered, "I don't even know you."

"We be good friends now! Watch...learn!" Svetty handed Sable her clutch purse then turned back to face Dominic. Marching up to Dom she stood defiant of his intimidation. "Do not tease Henry's progeny. She is young and innocent."

"Back up Snow Bunny! I'm just Squirt chasin' her, not skirt chasin'. Ain't got no intentions toward McKellen's youngun."

"You play Kentucky and Barbie! More than one squirt gun on premises!" She reaches out and grabs his erection. He hadn't quite realized how big he was getting in all the hijinks. "Use Leg Baikal to cool down. Not look so good to others."

"Best let him go Sovietty! You forget you're wearin' white?"

"I have memory like elephant. I hold trunk in hand."

"Uh huh! Ain't helpin' me go down you know that right?"

"Svetlana?" Winslow spoke up in hopes of dissuading her from getting drenched like he had. A swift free palm pointing at Winslow to quiet him he merely got a headache. Making matters worse a car pulled up in front of the Hardecker home and dropped off more trouble. Out of the backseat crawled his son Knox coming home from an all-night party he went to after the chaos last night. Black eyes or not he made an appearance to show he was tough. With his ride taking off Knox caught a glimpse of his dad in the Herbert yard and then Sable McKellen soaked from head to toe.

"Nice!"

Exploring the other participants, he spotted Svetty and bulged both his eyes and his pecker. "Whoa! That's the girl I saw between the McKellen's house and the one next door. She blew that Darren guy. Holy fuck! What's she doing over here now?"

Winslow giving up approached his son knowing he would be questioned now or later. Seeing as now was a waiting game he just headed Knox off at Svetty's pass. "You drunk?"

"Naaa! I'm sobered up good now. What's going on here? Why's that blond gripping the Hillbilly's cock? For that matter why is...I presume Sable seeing as she's dating the pervert, all wet?"

"That part I presume is simply fun and games although it might have gone a tad too far. The blond...you might as well know...is my new girlfriend." He didn't want to admit he was paying her to be.

"Girlfriend? You go Pop!" Knox tapped his knuckle over his father's abdomen, wincing at the wet shirt. "So, why's she over there gripping his boy rather than over here gripping yours." He meant himself but used the situation to his advantage.

"No idea! I think she feels the need to play guardian angel over McKellen's daughter. Svetty's...incredible!"

"Svetty huh?"

"Yes, Svetlana!"

"Didn't know you still had it in you, old man. She's smoking hot."

"Mine!" Winslow made it clear.

"Yeah, sorry pop, but Knox is going to drool regardless."

"That part is fine."

Back amid the border war...Svetty had a new agenda having become aware of Knox. She too recalled him and his loud music that day she and Tessa played with Henry and neighbor Darren. This was an unexpected pleasure. "I relent." She releases Dom's pecker, "Need help!"

"Help? You just helped yourself to my sausage."

"Have not had breakfast yet." She pointed at him playing off their feud. "You must make me...very...very wet."

"Not fuckin' ya, Russkie!"

"For elephant you have wax in ears. Not for you...Baby cub not for you either."

"I told you I'm not after Louisville's kid. She's datin' Kelly's boy."

"Ah! You make see through now, all is clear." She winked lifting her shades again. "I step away...you spray. No mercy!"

"Huh! No problem!" He chuckled. Svetty retreating back two steps to face Sable apologized.

"I overreact! Forgive Father's friend."

"I'm cool. Cold actually!" Sable shivered; her arms folded over her chest now that Knox was around. "It's nice to meet you. Dad talks about you and Tessa a lot."

"Is good!" Svetty recalled roleplaying as Sable...Bunny in the RPG game Frisque. It was amusing.

"What did you hope to accomplish by confronting Mister Black?"

"Not done yet." She palmed Sable's cheek with the same hand she had gripped Dom's cock with. A scent tantalizing Sable was not helping. As if on cue Dominic pulled his trigger and doused Svetty's backside her thin white leggings instantly becoming transparent. Responding with a growl of, "MEANS WAR!" the blond turned to face Dominic only to find her entire front soaked and see through, her camel toe vibrantly smiling. Knox dropped his jaw at her incredible body, Winslow merely pinched the bridge of his nose.

A wrestling match between Svetty and Dom over the spicket, Svetty's own camisole slipped and her left breast was exposed. Laughing, Dom fended her off with ease yet discovered there was much more to the ballerina than he imagined. Sure, she was lippy and ballsy but what he hadn't quite realized outside of her dancing ability was that she was a snake. In a swift move she literally dropped low and flew between his legs coming up behind him. Before he could even react, she was like a praying mantis without even getting her knees dirty. Brazen beyond belief she yanked his sweats down to his calves and exposed even he to the world. His monstrous cock having been stimulated by the Russian and in small portions Sable McKellen found his erection sturdy and poised now that his sweat pants prevented it's rise. Beet red suddenly Dominic Black shot a glance toward the Herbert house. "Damn It!"

In the doorway stood his slave Kelly Herbert trying very hard not to laugh at her Master's compromised situation. Slightly ahead of Kelly was Travis busting a gut at the giant's miscalculation. "HUMILIATE THAT FUCKER!" Sable bulging her eyes at Dominic's brilliantly massive erection bit her lower lip. She was seeing it more and more these days and she liked it. Just barely touching it last night made her crazy horny.

"Did I give him that?" Sable was mesmerized, so much so she hadn't even reacted to Travis running up behind her.

"Why are you all wet? Did that fucker spray you down?" His gaze darted back and forth between his girl and Dom's attempt to pull his pants back up. Releasing the hose to do so left it wide open. In an insane move Sable nudged Travis aside and snatched up his hose to fire on Dominic giggling. The naked man bending forward found himself in a crossfire. Sable drowning him from the front and Svetlana reaching in to get a death grip squeezing Dominic's scrotum. This left him growling in pain and embarrassment.

Not only was Travis laughing his ass off, but so was Knox Hardecker knowing how big and tough the giant was and now he was being brought down a peg. The blond Russian was amazingly cool. Winslow wondered if he had bitten off more than he could chew seeing her in action. Certainly, if she did this to him Winslow's back would be out.

Deciding to intervene Kelly in her short robe left the safety of her home and go to her Master's rescue. Taking the hose from Sable was her start, the girl losing her battle pouted. "Take Travis inside. Dry yourself off and borrow a t-shirt from my son until I can put your clothes in the dryer."

"Noooo!" She whimpered wanting to look at his cock again. Mother Kel was not having it. Finally, Sable broke off and grabbed Travis forcing him to go with her. Resisting, Perbert pulled away and turned his back to her. Sable snarled and noticed his own sweat pants and sheepishly grinned.

"CAUGHT WITH YOUR PANTS DOWN THAT TIME ASSHOLE!" Trav said just as Sable pinched the sides of his sweats. Yanking them down no later than his outburst drew attention. Seeing the boy face his own humiliation at Sable's hand Dominic lost his shit laughing. Kelly eying his amusement paused a moment. Was her Master actually...letting his guard down? First the love making last night, now this? Oh, this was wonderful. A glance at her water hose Kelly took aim and fired on her lover giggling. Between she and Svetty they brought Dom to his knees and found victory in their efforts. Svetlana releasing his balls posed like a bodybuilder in her own right.

"Float like butterfly, sting like me." Svetty laughed. Kelly trying not to, turned her faucet on Svetty and made certain her transparency became even more vibrant to the eye.

"If you can't bring the Mountain to Mohammed Ali, bring Mohammed to the mountains." Svetty's tits were both uncovered and being sprayed to a joyous gloss. Running for cover Svetty raced back to Winslow and used him as a human shield. Knox still laughing at Dom and Travis both being depantsed didn't at first acknowledge the blonds flesh tone shining brightly through her white clothing. He was all about recording the misery over his cell. Seeing this Svetty winced at the boy having heard of his evil deeds and slyly moved behind him. He too wearing sweats found them yanked to his knees.

"HEY! YOU BIT--!" Now he noticed skin tone. His dick shot high in a heartbeat. "Oh...fuck!"

"Son will come out tomorrow." Blond Orphan Fanny hugged Winslow from behind, her hands rubbing his chest. "Dry us Olaf!" All off...damn her accent! Winslow had to laugh as well. Only Sable made her rounds in seeing three full blown cocks of varying sizes it was overwhelming. If not for Travis chasing her with his pants down, she might not have run for the house. The laughter was slowly ending.

Kelly looking back at her son in his zombie shuffle, bare assed and giving chase worried how quickly he was growing up. Was Sable truly ready to be a part of this insane family? Her distraction was all it took as Dom still naked, sweats to his calves crawled forward and grabbed Kelly's ankles and made her lose balance. Falling to the grass she squealed and found the Grizzly overpowering her right there in the yard. Her robe yanked open Poppa Bear feasted on Goldilocks chest, his beard ticklish. "Master...noooo!" More laughter made the neighborhood watch. Lucky neighbors saw more than a usual Sunday had to offer.