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Author's note: I in no way condone prostitution or pimping. Violence against women is unacceptable and I do not support it. This is purely a fictional tale. Thank you.

p.s. In this story Ron and Bonnie are also doing Saturday and Sunday detentions. Yes, some schools do this, I have done this, it happens. So it is indeed two weeks detention that Mr. Barkin is talking about. Yeah, he is that strict.

"Do you like scrambled or sunny-side-up eggs?" Bonnie asked Ron as she stood in his apartment kitchen holding a spatula and wearing Ron's "Danger, Men Cooking" apron. Ron looked up from his paper.

"Scrambled for me please" Ron asked her with a smile. "You know, you didn't have to do that Bonnie, I was planning on taking us all out to a diner."

"I know but I have to learn how to cook at some point" Bonnie said stirring Ron's egg. "Besides, now I can make you a breakfast prepared with love and I got to find out how you like your egg cooked" Bonnie said smiling.

Tara came in as Bonnie was placing Ron's breakfast in front of him. Tara had changed into some of Bonnie's spare clothes that she kept in her car. She walked to the table and sat next to Ron.

"Good morning Tara" her friend said cheerfully to her. "How do you want your eggs?"

"Scrambled please" Tara asked. Bonnie nodded and resumed her cooking. Tara looked over at Ron's plate and whispered to him, "What is that?"

"Scrambled eggs…" Ron guessed poking at the brown mess on his plate with a fork. "Don't tell her that though" Ron said motioning to Bonnie. "She is so proud of herself right now".

Tara giggled as Ron tried to chew and swallow Bonnie's eggs quickly without tasting them. Bonnie came back to the table with a plate full of freshly cooked scrambled eggs.

"Wow Ronnie you really cleared your plate!" said the delighted Bonnie. "Here you are, have some more!" Bonnie, to Ron's great dismay, scraped a few more eggs onto Ron's plate.

"I just realized Bonnie…" said Tara as Bonnie was about to scrape an egg on her plate. "I have a stomach ache and don't think I can handle any food right now". Bonnie believed her and took the plate of eggs away. Ron was choking down his last eggs when a little speck hung on the edge of his mouth.

Tara felt a hot wave rush through her. She stood up from her chair, held Ron's face in her hands, and licked the bit of egg off of the corner of his mouth. Ron sat stiff as a board in shock. Bonnie dropped the metal spatula and it made a loud clang as it hit the floor.

"What are you doing?" Bonnie asked calmly.

"I'm helping Ron keep clean" Tara explained.

"I noticed that…" Bonnie said irritation evident in her voice. "What I want to know is why?" Tara turned to Ron and said,

"I want to help make your life easier Ron. I know it can't be cheap to rent a place like this and pay for the utilities. So If you would let me stay I will do everything I can to lighten your load" she said letting a hand slip down to his crotch. Bonnie marched up to Tara and glared at her.

"I want to know why you "cleaned" him with your tongue Tara! Explain that!" Bonnie said. Tara blushed and looked at Bonnie.

"I saw you two last night…" Tara said meekly. Ron's eyes bolted open when he remembered everything he and Bonnie had did the previous night. He wondered what part Tara had spotted. "I could tell you were really enjoying yourself Bonnie…I knew you weren't faking anything like you sometimes would with Brick. I saw that you enjoying every second of Ron's loving."

"You saw me like that?" Bonnie said startled. "Which part did you see?" she asked. Tara's blush deepened as she vividly remembered the night before.

"I first saw you bouncing on top of Ron…" Tara said. "Then I watched when you were over the couch arm and Ron was behind you…I could tell on your face your pleasure was sincere…he had you gasping and that's when I decided I wanted to receive that kind of love and attention too."

Bonnie cleared her throat and tried to explain, "I know you want to be loved too Tara but Ronnie is mine." She stressed to Tara. "I'm his woman just as he is my man."

"I know you don't want to share his love Bonnie" Tara said. "If I was in your place I wouldn't want to share him either, but please look at it from my end. Yesterday I was about to be raped by a huge thug when Ronnie, a much smaller, skinner boy fought him off and rescued me. He held me and took care of me and gave me a bed and a roof over my head when I didn't want to be alone. I want a man like that in my heart and my bed. Please understand Bonnie" Tara pleaded.

Bonnie dropped her glare and hugged her friend. "I do understand Tara…I understand why you would want a piece of my Ronnie. But you have a family to get back to Tara" Tara scoffed,

"Some family. They take off all the time to go to Aspen and Switzerland but they never seem to have time to come to a parent teacher meeting, spend holidays together, or even once come to a cheer competition. And my sister is as bad as both of yours Bonnie, I never see her and she only calls home for money. She's a gold digging slut that dates old, rich, married men so they will leave her money when they die. I have no home to go to Bonnie."

"I know what that is like Tara and I can understand why you're hurting. I just can't share his heart with anyone right now Tara" Bonnie said causing Tara to frown. "But… maybe his bed. Every night I pass out before I can satisfy him fully. You might even the odds beneath the sheets... I warn you though, after a little Ronnie loving you probably will be walking funny for a little bit. But this is all of course, up to Ronnie, if he allows it." Bonnie and Tara looked at Ron with full hopeful eyes.

Ron's mind was reeling. Tara wanted him? Bonnie was being nice to him all of a sudden? They wanted to share him? Ron could only look at the two girls and mutter a small, "Ok." Bonnie and Tara hugged each other and jumped up and down squealing happily.

"We're like sisters!" Bonnie squealed. "But I just want to make one quick rule, Tara" Bonnie said sternly. "I'm Ron's number one girl until he says differently ok?" Tara nodded in agreement and collected the plates from the table and put them in the sink to wash them. Bonnie sat on Ron's lap and kissed him.

"We have to get ready Ronnie" Bonnie said. "We have Saturday detention today remember?" Ron snapped out of his shock and nodded at her.

"We'll be gone for a little while Tara" Ron said. "Feel free to make yourself at home; there is a Jacuzzi tub in the bathroom if you want to relax."

Tara turned around and bowed deeply to Ron as he left the apartment. Ron jumped in the passenger seat of Bonnie's car and they drove off to school together.

Detention Hall

Bonnie and Ron walked into Mr. Barkin's classroom together and sat down. In the room was a very relaxed Mr. Barkin sitting at his chair, comfortably reading the newspaper. In the seats next to Bonnie and Ron were Brick Flag, who had received a week's detention for shoving a freshman into a locker, along with Bonnie's fellow cheerleaders Hope and Marcell, who both screamed at each other in class, fighting over a boy.

Brick had a scowl on his face when he saw Bonnie and Ron walk in together. He had heard about Bonnie and Ron making out in class. He turned to Bonnie and whispered,

"What's this rumor I keep hearing about you making out with this shrimp Bon Bon?" Bonnie turned to Brick and stated matter-of-factly,

"It's not a rumor if it is true Brick. And don't call me Bon Bon." Bonnie ran a hand over Ron's bicep. "Only my Ronnie can call me that, because I'm his Bon Bon."

"What the hell?!" Brick said loudly drawing everyone's attention. "You mean to tell me you're quitting this…" he said flexing his muscles "for that?" he said pointing at the snoring Ron next to Bonnie. Bonnie rose from her chair and said,

"No! I'm breaking up with you because you grope every single girl's ass that you come in contact with! You never take me out to dinner, and you never let me finish in bed before you do!" Bonnie exclaimed. "Plus, Ron isn't a total dick to me! You could take a page out of his book!" Ron's eyes fluttered open at his name.

"What's up Bon Bon?" Ron asked sleepily. Brick's glare intensified at Ron.

"Nothing important stud" Bonnie said brushing her hand across Ron's cheek. "You go on and save your energy for later." Brick got right in Bonnie's face and screamed,

"You're a skank Rockwaller!"

"And you're a dick Brick!" Bonnie replied.

"That's enough!" shouted Mr. Barkin. "You watch your language in my class Flag." Mr. Barkin pulled a bucket and a scrub brush from the cabinet near his desk and handed them to Brick. "Clean up the latrines Flag or you're suspended from the football team." Brick took the supplies and grumbled as he left to go clean out the men's room.

"Stoppable, Rockwaller! Come up front now!" bellowed Mr. Barkin. Ron and Bonnie stood up and went over to Mr. Barkin's desk. Mr. Barkin leaned in close and asked in a quiet whisper, "Can I get a little attention for a hundred?" He scooted a hundred dollar bill over to Ron. Ron inspected the bill and said,

"For a hundred… you only get a little bit." Ron wrapped an arm around Bonnie's waist and slipped the hundred dollar bill into her back pocket. "She can give you a little oral attention for that much." Mr. Barkin stood up and announced to the rest of the class,

"Rockwaller… we'll discuss your foul language away from the peanut gallery. Stoppable, back in your seat." Mr. Barkin walked out the door to his office, with Bonnie right behind him.

"Yell if you need me babe" Ron said to Bonnie as she walked out the door. Bonnie gave him a reassuring smile and wiggled her ass a bit for him as she walked out the door. Ron went back to his seat and fell back asleep.

What Ron didn't know was his powers would keep growing from the constant barrage of sex he kept receiving. His powers fed off of the positive feelings and emotions his lovers gave off after he pleasured them. With all of the sex he and Bonnie had had the night before, his powers had yet again reached a new level.

Bonnie's House

Bonnie drove from Middleton High School to her home. Bonnie had not changed her clothes since the previous morning and needed to change. She unlocked the door and invited Ron in. They were met at the door by Bonnie's energetic mother.

"Hello Bon Bon!" Mrs. Rockwaller said hugging her daughter. She looked over Bonnie's shoulder and saw Ron. "Oh my goodness!" she screeched happily. "This must be the new beau that my little Bon Bon has been going out with! Come in come in!" she told Ron ushering him in.

"Would you like something to drink? A snack? Anything at all?" Mrs. Rockwaller said smothering Ron.

"Uh…I'm good Mrs. Rockwaller" Ron said. "May I use your rest room though?"

"Oooh, 'may I?' what a gentleman" cooed Mrs. Rockwaller. "It is up the stairs and the first door on your right." Ron thanked Mrs. Rockwaller and went to the bathroom.

Five minutes later

(Yes, he peed for that long, large bladder)

Ron exited the bathroom after washing his hands. He saw someone enter a room out of the corner of his eye. He went down the hall and then went through the door; it had a wooden panel hanging on it that read: Princess Bonnie's Room. Ron chuckled to himself as he poked his head in.

Ron looked around the room and saw two tanned long legs poking out of the closet and Bonnie's white skirt covered hips. Ron grinned to himself and slowly crept up behind her. He was right next to her; the door blocked him from Bonnie's view.

"Hey beautiful!" Ron shouted as he reached out and grabbed the skirt covered hips in front of him.

"EEEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHH!" screamed a terrified woman. The bare tanned foot between Ron's legs shot up and kicked him in the groin. Ron shuddered in pain and fell to the floor trying to find his testicles (even to a monkey master, that really hurts). The woman who Ron had thought was Bonnie turned around and screamed again. "EEEEEEEEEEEK! Rapist! Help! Someone! Come quick! There is an attacker in the house! Help!"

Everyone in the house ran up to Bonnie's room.

"What is going on?" asked Mrs. Rockwaller accompanied by Bonnie. "Ronnie are you all right?" she asked seeing Ron on the floor. The girl from the closet pulled her head out, it was Bonnie's blonde sister Lonnie.

"Mom, call the police! This pervert was going to force himself on me!" Lonnie cried.

"Was…not…" Ron coughed out. "Thought…you were...Bonnie."

"What are you doing in my room Lonnie?" Bonnie asked with her hands on her hips. She looked at her closet. "Were you digging around in my closet for clothes? No wonder he thought it was me! That is my skirt!" she said pointing at Lonnie's waist. Mrs. Rockwaller went to Ron.

"Are you all right Ronnie? Can you stand?" she asked concerned. Ron slowly rose to his feet.

"Barely…" he choked out. Bonnie and Mrs. Rockwaller steadied him and helped him down to their kitchen.

After ten minutes of icing down, Ron began to feel the swelling go down in his crotch. He let out a relieved sigh when he felt through the ice pack and found both of his testicles in tact.

"If he's sterile then I'll sue you!" Bonnie shouted at Lonnie.

"If he is, then I did you a favor" Lonnie said. "What kind of pervert goes into someone's house and grabs women from behind?"

"He thought you were me!" shouted Bonnie. "And that's only because you were wearing my skirt! If you weren't he would have known it wasn't me from the size of your gigantic ass!"

"Bonnie! Language!" Mrs. Rockwaller said.

"Why did you even bring that guy here?" said Bonnie's older brown haired sister Connie. "You have no taste in men Bonnie. The last guy you brought over ,Rick or whatever his name was, kept looking down my shirt. Now you bring this guy here who actually assaults your own sister. What is the matter with you?"

"You shut your mouth Connie!" Bonnie shouted. "Ron wouldn't assault anyone, and its because of him that I'm not with that jerk Brick anymore!"

"Why? Did Ron loose a bet to Brick?" Lonnie said snidely. "It would be a punishment to have to be around you all day!" Ron slammed his palm on the table making everyone in the kitchen jump.

"Shut up" Ron ordered Lonnie and Connie. "How can you talk to your family like that? You're sisters for god's sake!" Ron put his ice pack on the kitchen counter and got up from his seat, putting an arm around Bonnie's shoulder. "I didn't lose any bet. I happen to really like your sister, so much in fact that I want her to move in with me."

"Really?" asked Bonnie hopefully looking up at Ron. Ron smiled and nodded at her. Mrs. Rockwaller became very giddy all of a sudden.

"Oh my god! EEEEEEE! My little Bon Bon's first serious boyfriend! This is so exciting! When were you two going to move Bon Bon's things? Oh no, don't answer that, today is a perfect day, let's do it now! Come on Connie and Lonnie; let's help your sister move her things." Lonnie and Connie both scoffed and pretended not to hear her. Mrs. Rockwaller grabbed her two eldest by the ear and told them, "Now!"

After two hours, all of Bonnie's things were packed into Bonnie's and her sisters' cars.

"I'll be over shortly honey! I'm just going to call your father on his business trip and tell him the news. You all drive safely now!" said Mrs. Rockwaller waving to them. Bonnie happily led her irate sisters to her new home.

The three Rockwaller sisters and Ron all went up to Ron's apartment carrying Bonnie's boxes. Ron unlocked the door and all four went inside. The first thing all of them saw was Tara's pale heart shaped black panty covered bottom pointed up at them. Tara was on her knees scrubbing Ron's floor in a maid outfit. The sexy black outfit made Ron's nose bleed. Black stockings ran up Tara's legs and connected to her matching black panties with garter belts. The rest of her uniform from the waist up looked like it was spray painted on, it fit her form so well he could see every curve of her body. A little white maid's hat finished the costume and sat on top of her head.

"Welcome home Ron, Bonnie, and guests" Tara said getting off her knees. "Can I do something for you?" Connie and Lonnie's jaws dropped.

"He has a maid?" Connie asked Bonnie.

"Isn't she a friend of yours?" asked Lonnie. A loud roar of thunder came from outside.

"Oh no!" Bonnie said. "It's about to rain!" everyone forgot about Tara's outfit for a moment and ran down to the cars to put the convertible tops up and take the rest of Bonnie's things up to the apartment. When they finally got all of the boxes up they sat down at the dinner table and ate a hot soup that Tara had prepared. By now everyone had gotten used to Tara's outfit and it didn't draw any attention, except a few occasional long glances from Ron.

Ron invited Connie and Lonnie to stay the night so they wouldn't have to drive in the storm. Connie and Lonnie reluctantly agreed and the two of them shared a spare bedroom.

Later that night

The two elder Rockwaller sisters sat up suddenly in bed. They were woken up by the sound of their sister moaning in the next bedroom. They got up from bed and put their ears to the wall to listen.

"uh…uhhhh…uhhhhh…Ron…" they heard their sister moan. "Give it to me…Yes!" The two elder sisters heard the sound of hot sweaty skin slapping against skin over and over. The heard the bed suddenly creak, the sound of their sister being flipped on the bed. "Ron…Ron…Ronnnn." moaned Bonnie. The sisters heard a very loud spanking noise followed by a loud yelp from their sister.

"Is he hurting her?" Lonnie asked in a scared whisper. The smacking sound repeated as did the yelps that followed.

"Yes Ron! Yes!" shouted Bonnie in the other room.

"I guess not…" said Connie "Let's just try to ignore it." The sound of Bonnie and Ron having sex went on for another two hours before Lonnie and Connie could finally get some sleep.

Lonnie's Dream

Lonnie woke up and wandered through the apartment after hearing the familiar sounds of moaning and skin slapping against skin.

Her bare feet *pit**patted* across the hardwood of the hallway. She was getting closer to the moaning when she realized that the woman moaning now wasn't her sister. She peeked around the corner and saw the maid from earlier, Tara, naked on all fours in front of Ron with a pair of cat ears on her head and a bell around her throat.

Ron was kneeling behind her. His hands latched onto her waist, his fingers savagely digging into her skin drawing blood. Tara let out loud mews with each long thrust from Ron. Lonnie covered her mouth to stifle a gasp. Ron suddenly turned his head and grinned at her. He turned back to Tara and pulled her back further, deepening his thrusts.

Tara let out a twisted wail at each thrust. She bowed her head to the carpet and raised her waist higher to give Ron better access. The bell around her neck danced on top of her breasts. Lonnie felt her chest get heavier, her other hand wandered up her pajama top past her stomach to her breasts and she began to knead them.

"Enjoying the show?" Bonnie whispered behind her. Bonnie's hand snaked up Lonnie's shirt and held Lonnie in place before she could turn around. "It's alright" Bonnie said kneading her sister's breasts. "Watch…enjoy. I think they both like it." Tara gaze was locked on the both of them as Ron continued hammering into her from behind.

"Come on" order Bonnie as she led her sister into the room. Bonnie sat Lonnie down on her lap as she took a seat on the coach right in front of Ron and Tara. Lonnie felt Bonnie lift up her shirt, giving Ron a perfect view of her chest.

Lonnie was growing damp. While her sister had one of her hands kneading her breasts her other hand skimmed its way down past her waist to her damping crotch. Lonnie was at her breaking point, and from the look on Tara's face, Lonnie could tell Tara was as well.

Tara was clawing at the carpet around her, trying to steady herself. Ron continued his assault from behind her, slamming himself deep into her. Suddenly Tara released the carpet and raised herself up. She let loose a long drawn out wail. She looked like a stray cat screaming at the sky. Lonnie stifled a moan in her throat. Bonnie said out loud to Ron,

"It seems we have a new pet to play with Ronnie. You still have enough energy to play some more?" she asked. Ron shoved the exhausted Tara to the side.

"Hell yeah" he said. He rose to his feet and walked the short distance to the coach. Lonnie's eyes zoned in on Ron's still rock hard member. It pointed up at her like she was a target. Ron reached out cupped Lonnie's chin and observed her face. "She's a pretty little bitch." Bonnie squeezed Lonnie's breast in a death grip, eliciting a yelp from Lonnie.

"Yes…" Bonnie said stroking Lonnie's face. "She is. It's just like she said, she is the pretty one out of us. I bet she'll make a great bitch mother to any little bastards you give her." Ron gave Lonnie an evil smirk.

"Yep. I think you're right Bon Bon" Ron said. Ron moved to the other side of the coach and pulled a large bulgy blanket into view. "Just like your other sister…the smart one." Lonnie's eyes shot open when Ron suddenly pulled the blanket off of a very naked Connie. Connie's body was completely covered in Ron's fluid. She had a pair of brown bunny ears sitting on the top of her head. Her tongue hung limply out of her mouth and her eyes were open slightly in a dream like trance. "The way I see it, she's so smart that she'll be great at multiplication." Ron ran a hand over Connie's sperm covered belly, and then brought his fingers up to Lonnie's mouth.

"Be a good doggie and clean off your master now" commanded Bonnie. Lonnie hesitantly opened her mouth, letting Ron's fingers in. She began to suckle on them slowly. "That's right, get under the nails too, that's a good girl" Bonnie cooed in her ear. Ron grinned as he felt Lonnie sucking him clean.

"I got a present for you my pet" Ron said pulling a brown paper bag out of nowhere. He pulled out a pair of blonde slightly droopy dog ears and placed them on her head. He grabbed the neck of her shirt and ripped it off. Lonnie gasped at the sudden breeze on her bare chest. Ron reached into the bag again and pulled out a collar with a gold tag. He wrapped it around Lonnie's neck and snapped it down, locking it. Bonnie laughed and pushed Lonnie off her waist to the floor.

Lonnie tried to crawl away but Ron grabbed her by her pajama pants and dragged her back to him.

"We can't continue playing with these in the way can we?" Ron said tearing apart her pants. Lonnie was now naked on all fours in front of Ron. Lonnie looked back in shock as Ron positioned himself behind her, ready to strike. Bonnie slapped her butt hard.

"Eyes front bitch!" Bonnie ordered. Lonnie snapped her view back to in front of her. "You know Ronnie…" Bonnie said. "I don't recall her being very nice to me in the past. You think I should punish her?" Ron laughed.

"Yes I think you should" He said. "You punish while I play, that way we have balance." Lonnie felt Ron starting to enter her when she felt Bonnie smack her hard again, Ron suddenly slammed into Lonnie as if on cue. Lonnie let out a loud groan, a mix of discomfort and incredible pleasure.

"Yeeeeessssss" Lonnie hissed. Bonnie slapped her harder.

"Dogs don't talk. You bark your approval for your master" Bonnie said. Ron started to thrust viciously into her. Lonnie obeyed her sister and let out loud 'yips' of approval. The cycle went on for over an hour.

Bonnie would slap Lonnie, Ron would pound into her, and then she would let out a shrill 'yip'.

*smack**grunt**YIP!**smack**grunt**YIP!**smack**grunt**YIP!*

Lonnie's body had started sweating profusely. She began pushing herself back to meet Ron at each thrust, timing it perfectly after each of her sister's slaps. Her tongue hung out of her mouth and she panted like a dog in heat. *Yip!**Yip!**Yip!* she barked out at each thrust.

"I think she's ready" Bonnie smiled coyly. Ron grinned and nodded at her. He began to thrust longer and harder at each time, trying to delve deeper into Lonnie's damp insides. Lonnie felt like she was being split in half at this point. At the last thrust Lonnie copied Tara and threw her head back and let out a satisfied howl. Ron thrusted one last time and shot dozens of ropes of sperm into Lonnie. Lonnie's arms gave out and she collapsed on the carpet. Lonnie heard Bonnie giggle behind her. "That was hot Ronnie."

"Thanks" Ron said pulling Bonnie into his arms and kissing her. "I wonder what kind of puppies a pure bred slut like her is going to produce us" Ron pondered aloud. Bonnie ran her hand over Ron's bare chest and told him,

"Hers? Probably nothing. But with a stud like you doing the breeding, we'll get top dollar." Bonnie said. Bonnie presented her sweat covered black stiletto shoe to Lonnie and ordered, "Clean me Blondie." Lonnie obeyed her mistress and lathered the shoe presented before her with her tongue.

"Blondie", Lonnie thought to herself. That was her new name, the name that was branded into the gold platted dog tag that danced from the collar locked around her throat. She loved it.

"Time to put our pets to bed Bon Bon" Ron said. Bonnie smiled and nodded reluctantly. Ron picked up Lonnie and placed her gently on the mattress in her room. She was soon accompanied by Connie and Tara. Ron and Bonnie left for their room and fell asleep. Lonnie and Connie looked at each other and smiled. They both fell asleep feeling worn out and satisfied.

Next Morning

Lonnie and Connie woke up with their bodies tangled up together.

"I had the weirdest dream…" Lonnie said.

"With bunny ears and … collars?" Connie asked. Lonnie nodded.

"You too?" Lonnie asked.

"Yeah…" Connie said. "I don't get it. That Ron guy is such a dork. So why the dreams? And why are we sharing them?" Lonnie shrugged.

"Sexual tension?" Lonnie suggested. "It's been a while since we had any sex and the last time was with Bonnie's last loser boyfriend. I remember it wasn't even satisfying."

"Maybe we just need to get it out of our systems" Connie said. "We can use that moron just like Bonnie's last one. In a way we are helping her by getting rid of those idiots that flock to her."

"Agreed" said Lonnie.

The two sisters could smell breakfast cooking. They got out of bed and walked to the kitchen.

Chapter 4 is coming up soon. Suggestions appreciated. I will be explaining Ron's powers some more so don't worry if you're curious about them.