Aunt in chains

CHAPTER FOUR

They had left Bonnie tied up in the dark in her bedroom. She was uncomfortable, but that wasn't the worst part. The worst part was thinking about how she had acted that afternoon. She had lost complete control of her body. She had actually enjoyed those horrible things the boys had done to her.

Bonnie knew she wasn't going to be able to live with herself when her nephews finally released her. She wouldn't kill herself or anything stupid like that, but she knew she could never be the same person. They had destroyed something valuable inside her, but they had also awakened some lustful beast.

She had loved getting fucked. She had to admit it to herself. She had loved it when those three cocks had pounded into her. She had loved the feel of cum squirting inside her.

"Damn," she said softly. "I've got to get away from them. I've got to escape before I turn into something worse."

She tried the ropes that held her for what seemed like the thousandth time. The ropes were secure. It would take someone a lot stronger or smarter to break free of them. She had no idea about what she was going to do.

All she knew was that she could never tell anyone about what had happened. Not even her sister. She would have been too ashamed. She couldn't tell the woman that her sons had raped their aunt.

And there would be those who would think that somehow Bonnie had enticed the boys into it. She couldn't stand the shame.

She stopped pulling at the ropes. There was no sense in it. At the same time, she heard a footstep in the hallway outside her door. The door opened softly.

"Who's there?" she asked.

"It's just me," Stan said. "I came to check on you. I came to make sure you were all right."

"I'm all right," Bonnie insisted.

"I had to check," Stan said.

Stan turned on the lights and she blinked.

She noticed that Stan had a bundle in his antis.

He put his bundle down at the edge of the bed.

She saw something frilly in the pile but she couldn't tell what it was.

They had allowed her to shower and dress before they tied her up that evening. She had on a comfortable pale-blue gown that was thick enough to hide her body.

"I brought you some more clothes to wear," he told her. "I thought you might try them on for me."

"Why should I want to try anything on for you?" Bonnie asked.

"Because you like me," Stan said. "And because it'll make you feel good."

"You go to hell," Bonnie said.

Stan was smiling but she didn't like his smile. It was evil. She had never cared for Stan very much. Not like she should have. He had always seemed to be the worst of her three nephews. She had a feeling she was about to find out how right she had been.

"You don't understand, Bonnie," Stan said quietly. "You belong to us right now. We can do anything we want with you. Anything. You be nice or we might think of some real disgusting things."

"You can still go to hell," she said.

Stan reached over and gently tugged at the ribbon at the front of her blue gown. The ribbon came undone. He gripped the fabric at her neck and savagely tore it downward. Her creamy tits were immediately revealed to his hungry eyes.

"I can't get enough of looking at your body, Bonnie," he said. "You've got the best pair of tits I've ever seen. And damned if you don't know how to rub them against a guy when he's fucking you. It's hard to believe a wild piece of ass like you was a virgin."

"Leave me alone," she said. "Please."

"You still don't get the message."

Stan ripped the gown the rest of the way down. Once again she was naked to his hungry eyes. She struggled against the ropes but it didn't do any good. Her could look at her all he wanted.

"You're so fucking beautiful," Stan said.

Stan stood up and walked to the head of the bed. She was at eye level with the crotch of his trousers and she could already see the enormous cock-bulge growing there. She turned her head away. Stan grabbed a thick handful of her hair and turned her head back toward him again.

"Don't fight it, Bonnie," he said.

He kept holding her hair, forcing her to look as he unbuckled his trousers. He pulled them down to his knees. He wasn't wearing shorts and his big prick sprang out and brushed her cheek. She shuddered.

"All right, baby," Stan said. "You know how it's done. Give my cock a good licking."

"No," she said.

But she knew she was going to have to do as he wanted. He jerked her head closer and pressed his massive cockhead against her lips. She could smell the strong male odor of his prick. She could taste his jism smeared against her lips.

"Open up, bitch!"

She wouldn't. She couldn't. He gripped her head tighter and forced his cockhead between her lips. She didn't know how it had happened. She was tasting his cum again. His cockhead pulsated hotly against the roof of her mouth.

"I'm going to make you the best cocksucker in the world, Bonnie," he told her.

He left just his cockhead in her mouth a few moments without moving. She should have gotten used to the sensation of having a cock inside her mouth. She couldn't understand her own feelings about it. It made her feel strange and tingly, when she knew she should have felt nothing but disgust.

"You're going to learn to love sucking my cock," Stan said. "By the time I'm done with you, you'll be begging for cock like a dog begs for a bone."

She wanted to tell him that it could never happen to her – but she wasn't sure she even believed that any more. All three of her nephews were making her wild with their hard cocks. She had reached a point where she couldn't stop thinking about hard pricks.

"Take it a little deeper," he said.

She wasn't so tense any more. She didn't fight it as he pushed slowly. She tasted his cock sliding against the roof of her mouth and underneath her tongue. She used her tongue as much as she could and she could tell it was increasing his excitement.

She told herself to stop doing anything that made him more excited – but she couldn't stop.

"That's right," Stan said. "Just relax and enjoy it. We're going to put my cock in your mouth deep and teach you to suck cock without gagging."

She wanted to curse him, but at the same time she didn't want him to stop. His cock kept sliding deeper into her mouth. He finally could go no farther. His cockhead was lodged against the back of her throat.

"You've got it all," Stan said. "That's great, baby. You've got it fucking all!"

Again, he spent a few moments without moving. He slid one hand down her body to her luscious tits. He started kissing the nipple of one of her tits until he had her breathing a little harder. Her spit was running down the sides of her mouth and she knew it looked lewd. She couldn't seem to control her body.

He grabbed one tit and squeezed as hard as he could. It was odd but, she felt the quick sensations of pleasure shooting all the way through her body. It was hurting a little but that didn't take away from the fact that it was exciting her.

"Now suck it," Stan told her. "Bob your head good and suck my cock!"

This time he didn't need to twist his hand in her hair. She started moving her head by herself. She took his prick deep and then moved her head back until she had just the rim of his cock. She closed her teeth around his cock-knob as she pulled her head back. She heard him gasp in sweet pleasure.

She pulled her head all the way back and took a breath. Then she covered his cock with her wet, hot lips again. She moved her lips slowly down his cock, now and then scraping with her teeth. Her silky tongue was always moving against his cock.

"You're learning, baby," he told her. "You're fucking learning how to suck a hard cock!"

She tried not to think about the compliments he was giving her. She told herself that she was only sucking his prick because she had to do it. Then why did her pussy burn with such sensation? She didn't know the answer to that. She couldn't admit to herself that she was liking what she was doing.

More of his cum dripped into her mouth and she swallowed it. His cum tasted thick and salty going down. She started sucking a little harder on the head of his prick.

"Damn, you're something else," he groaned.

He moved both his hands down to her tits and started squeezing as hard as he could. It was the same as before. It hurt a little but it also kept sending shivers of pleasure through her body. She tightened her lips around his cock and started bobbing her head a little harder.

"That's the way, bitch," Stan said.

The churning excitement had been growing inside her pussy. Now she could feel her cum dripping out of her cunt and wetting her thighs. The bed underneath her felt wet.

She was getting hungry for his cock. She was sucking at his prick harder every second. She seemed to be trying to suck his prick all the way down her throat. She wished she could close her thighs together to try and stop the itching sensations. She even wished she had one of the other boys fucking her cunt right now.

She must have known what she was feeling. He suddenly pushed her head away from his cock. She could see his fucker dangling only inches from her lips and she tried to push her tongue against his cockhead. He laughed at her. She really felt like an animal now. She tried to jerk free of her ropes, but not to escape. She wanted to taste his cock again.

"Don't worry, bitch," Stan assured her.

"You're going to get ta do all the sucking you want. But right now I want a piece of that luscious ass!"

Stan moved around and got up on the bed. He stretched out on her body. He pressed her big tits almost flat with his hard chest. He moved his body so that his cockhead pressed snugly against the lust-swollen entrance to her cunt.

"Put your cock in me," she whispered. "I want to be fucked. Put it in me right now!"

She knew she would feel ashamed of herself later, but at that moment she didn't give a damn. She needed his cock. Her cunt was a hot, empty fuck hole and she needed a cock to fill it. She realized that it wouldn't have mattered what cock filled her. She just needed any hard prick.

"Please fuck me," she begged. "I'm so hot all over."

"You hot little bitch," he said. "I knew you'd start loving it sooner or later."

He moved against her. His cock slid partially into her red hot cunt. She gasped in pleasure. She lifted her ass up high and took his cock the rest of the way into her cunt.

"That's so nice," she whispered.

She loved the way his stiff cock filled her pussy. She may have hated Stan but at that moment she wouldn't have traded him for anybody. Stan kept completely still and let her do all the fucking. She was lifting her ass up and down, fucking him.

"You've got a sweet pussy, baby," Stan said. "A sweet, tight pussy. It feels like it was made for fucking!"

Stan finally started fucking. He moved his cock around inside her cunt in a wide circle. He was touching every part of her cunt walls. He began to fuck in and out of her cunt gently at the same time. She had not realized there was more to the art of fucking than just an in-and-out motion. Stan was showing her new things.

"That feels so nice, Stan," she moaned.

All of her inhibitions were gone at that moment. She would have said or done anything to keep Stan fucking her. She heard the sound of his balls hitting her and that made her even more excited.

"Fuck me harder!" she gasped. "Fuck me really hard!"

Stan pulled his prick out of her cunt. She thought he was going to stop but he wasn't stopping. Instead, he undid the ropes that held her arms and legs. Then he made her turn over onto her belly. She didn't know what he was doing – but escape was the last thing on her mind at that moment.

"On your hands and knees," he said. "I'm going to fuck you like a bitch in heat!"

Stan reached around and grabbed her big tits. He moved closer and let his cock push against her cunt from behind. He gave one hard thrust and his cock fucked back inside her again. He rubbed her clit as he thrust into her pussy and she gave a cry of pleasure.

"Now I'm going to fuck you like a whore," he said.

"Oh yes!" she whispered.

He fucked her like she'd never had it before. He rammed her cunt as hard as he could and his thick prick seemed to be coming right out her mouth. His prick actually seemed to get bigger inside her cunt.

But wild fucking was what she needed. Finally, he seemed to be easing her itching pussy a little. He was filling her empty fuck hole the way she wanted it filled.

"Fuck me harder," she moaned savagely. "I want to feel it harder. Fuck me as hard as you can!"

He couldn't give her any more than he was giving but he could tighten his hands on her big tits. He seemed to be trying to squeeze them off. She no longer felt any pain at all. All she felt was the hot sensations of pleasure going through her body.

She started ramming back against his prick and tightening her cunt muscles as she let his cock in. It was a new experience for both of them. He started gasping for breath. She rocked with the shivers of pleasure that went through her body.

"What a fucking piece of ass," Stan groaned. "It's good. It's so fucking good!"

She knew she wasn't going to last much longer. Already the pleasure was growing in her pussy. He had slowed down a little but that didn't stop her from going over the brink. Her pussy seemed to be contracting and her juices seemed to be pouring out of her cunt by the gallon.

"I'm coming!" she screamed. "Oh shit, it feels good. Your big cock feels so fucking good. I'm going to fucking come. Oh fuck, give it to me! Give it fucking to me. I'm coming! Shiiiiit!"

Bonnie screamed as the wild shudders of pleasure went through her body again and again. One final shudder shook her body and she relaxed. He kept sucking his prick into her and she was afraid she couldn't stop. But she got control of herself and started pushing her cunt back against him again.

"Fuck me," she said. "Fuck me hard!"

"You hot bitch," he groaned. "You know how to shake your fucking ass. You're a sweet piece of ass!"

He wasn't going to stop. He was going to keep ramming his stiff prick as deep as he could into her cunt. His prick seemed huge inside her pussy. She managed to get enough strength to start squeezing her cunt walls together again. She knew he would like that, and she was right.

"You fucking bitch," he said. "I'm going to shoot my fucking wad. I'm going to fucking come, bitch. Oh shit, it feels nice. You sweet bitch!"

He rammed her deep and his prick seemed to hesitate one second before shooting his thick cum into her cunt. He pulled his cock out of her pussy and let his cum spray her back and her asscheeks. He gave one last shudder and the last few drops of jism fell on her asscheeks. She felt him wiping his cock against her ass. She felt wet and sticky all over. He got off the bed and moved around to her head again. He put his hand in her hair. "Lick my prick clean."

It was a demand that she felt she should have refused. Instead, she moved her head forward and she licked all over his still-throbbing prick. In a few moments she had his cock glistening with her spit.

"All right," he said. "Get cleaned up and put on those clothes. Also the jewelry. Everything. Then come downstairs. We'll be waiting on you, Bonnie!"