Aunt Sharon enslaved

CHAPTER TWO

Diane squealed again, the hot, biting pain stinging its way from her nipples to her cunt and shitter. Billy had brought the leather thongs clown hard across her tit tips, the whip crushing the sensitive nubs and sending more pain and heat crushing into her brain. Her feet jerked back, tugging at the rope running down her spine and pulling the dog collar against her throat.

Diane screamed, feeling her lungs burst for lack of air. No. No. She had to be careful. She had to control herself, her movements or she would strangle herself! Looking down, she saw silly smiling grimly at her. He seemed about to say something, then stopped, setting his jaws firmly together. He looked as if he were readying himself for work, getting ready for the big attack.

Diane felt her muscles tensing, bulging against her sweaty flesh. Her right nipple felt as if it were half-torn from her tit while the muscles of her belly quivered. Billy stepped back, lightly tapping the crop against his leg again. Then he sprang into action, snapping the thongs back, then slashing across her lower belly.

Diane's face grew red and pinched as she trembled under the cutting blow. She looked down, half-expecting to see blood oozing from the wound. Another blow, this time across her face, brought the teen back to reality. She screamed through the gag. Another blow aimed at her belly once more made her snap back in the harness.

Moving around quickly, Billy jerked his arm back, then struck the leather just under her left kneecap with the middle of the crop. The shattering pain made her scream. Diane tried drawing her legs back a little farther and felt that move increase the smooth, warm pressure of the leather straps against her cunt. She shuddered, wobbling back and forth in the harness, feeling the leather now worming its way into her asshole.

How strange it was, suffering under his blows while feeling that delicious rubbing touch against her body. She couldn't think about it for long, for her cousin was behind her now, making the arch of her left foot his target. Diane wailed, feeling the leather almost crushing the tiny bones in her ankle. She snapped her head from side to side, beating her face against the leather straps while her long blonde hair whipped across her flushed face.

There was another crushing blow, this one aimed at her ass-cheeks. She felt the cold leather snapping against her ass-cheeks and jerked forward, still careful to keep her legs well bent back to prevent choking herself.

The blows against her ass were warming her up in a strangely pleasant way. She felt a subtle throbbing in her shitter that ran up to her clit. Her cunt warmed even more, caressed by the smooth rubbing of the black leather harness. Another blow, this one yanking her asshole out of shape, sent stinging hot pleasure crushing up her spine and into her brain. Diane compressed the gag with her tongue, shrilling more loudly past the filthy handkerchief.

Billy beat her ass savagely, his eyes round with excitement, sweat streaking his flushed face as the leather raised large meaty welts on her reddening flesh.

Diane felt the rape slicing into her wrists, cutting her skin savagely and somehow adding to the forbidden pleasure raking across her clit. Behind her, she could hear her cousin's whistling breath that joined with the hissing of the crop through the air.

Ohhh, how her ass burned! The girl thought she could feel her skin splitting as her ass heated, reddening to scarlet. The blazing agony of her plump ass shot down to her cunt again and again. To her shame Diane could feel her cuntlips rubbing slickly over the leather and knew the juices were flowing. She felt the crop slash across her upper arms, then snap down over her bound wrists and ankles. There was soon no place on her body that hadn't tasted the cruel bite of Billy's riding crop.

Billy concentrated more and more on her ass until the teen thought she had no flesh left. With complete despair, the girl felt at her muscles give way, her ass-cheeks opening. Again Billy brought the crop down, slashing a stroke down and tearing the end of the crop through her asscrack. It was as if someone had jammed a hot poker into her asshole!

Again the fire burned through her shitter, setting all sorts of sensations off in the teen's body. The girl screamed over the gag, her body alive with fiery feelings. A flood of cunt-juice rushed from her pussy, wetting down the straps. Billy noticed the slickness of the leather and threw back his bead and laughed, bringing the crop down even harder.

Moving around to the front, he whipped the leather across the harness straps, the knotted tips of the thong biting at times against her musky rag. Diane screamed, snapping her head from side to side, feeling the sparks run into her young cunt again and again. All she could think of was the killing pain and how it made ha thrash and jerk against the leather restraining her.

Diane felt him pushing the handle of the ribbed riding crop into her pussy now. He was fucking her with it just as he had fucked her with his fingers. This time, however, she was wet down there – hot and wet, the membranes swollen with blood.

"Nice, eh baby? Nice to have somethin' growin' in you, right?"

Diane tried to deny what was burning through her body. She wanted that thing in her pussy. She needed something down there to ease the terrible heat and pressure that was singeing her clit. Billy could see the rutting heat in her eyes.

He threw the crop to the floor, opening the top of his jeans, then getting up on the overturned orange crate. Diane hung her head down, her long blonde hair shading her face. She felt him fussing with the leather straps over her shoulders. Then with one move the girl tumbled from her harness, falling heavily against her cousin.

"Whew! Nearly fell on that one," he said, struggling down with her, then throwing Diane to the floor.

She landed with a dull thud, the blow knocking the wind from her. He had her on her back now. It was a painful, awkward position, her calves cramping until she screamed once again. But Billy had other plans. He unzipped his Levi's, shoving them down.

Diane stopped her moaning and struggling for a moment, her eyes rounding as she took in the length of that enormous donkey-sized cock! She had seen pictures of naked men, of course, and her girlfriends at school told her tales of men with long thick cocks choking women half to death with their fucking.

But this… this thing was at least nine inches and easily two inches around. The head was purple, something oozing from the long slot in front. She could see her whipping had excited Billy terribly. His balls were high and tight in their sac, pressed against his porn while his black wiry cock-bush bristled. He was on her in a moment, pinning her shoulders to the dirt while knocking her knees apart. She could feel the drag of his cock-head against her pussy while Billy bent his head down, opened his mouth and bit her tit.

Diane thought he was going to rip it apart. Her nipples throbbed from the attack as it was crushed between his teeth. She bounced her ass against the floor. His cock-head was nudging her, rubbing against her clit, making that tiny organ seep sexual electricity to her aroused, reddened cunt.

"Man, oh, man, fuckin' you is gonna be great, baby, real great!"

Diane strained back, feeling his body squirming over hers. The ropes hurt her terribly, drawing her legs back, making her spine ache while Billy mounted her. He purposely manipulated her so she would feel the maximum amount of pain while he fucked her.

The young stud reached into her cunt, sticking in a skinny forefinger and wriggling it up her tight wet cunt-channel until he jabbed his nail against her cherry. Diane screamed, her body shaking as if someone had touched her with a live wire. Her thighs ridged while the cords stuck out from her neck. He was going to tear her cherry!

He was going to rip through that taut little membrane with his finger! Diane screamed through her gag, whipping her head from side to side, her long blonde hair splashing over her throat. Sweat streaked her tits and thighs as that finger pressed harder against her cherry.

Diane felt a pain she had never, ever felt in her young innocent life! Her eyes bugged from her head while her nostrils flared. It was a sharp, terribly concentrated agony in the pit of her body! Billy studied her, watched, her as a hawk watched a doomed mouse as he pushed in harder, then finally ripped through!

Diane arched her body even though the ropes cut deeply into her flesh. She nearly fainted, the pain from her torn cherry throbbing up to her brain.

"Yeah, man, that's the way. You're fuckin' game for any dude in town now," Billy said, licking at her ears. "Now you're gonna fuck, and fuck good!"

In a moment, he was back on top of her, rubbing fresh life into her cunt. Diane could feel the heavy, thick juices flowing from her cunt in spite of her pain and humiliation. In a moment, to her shock and dismay she felt her pussy hot enough to wink wide, then snap shut on thin air. Every move of her sphincter coaxed more fluid from her pussy.

Billy rolled his hips, his cock pushing against the top of her cunt-mound. She felt the small muscles knotting up in tension while her clit seeped more electricity. Oh yes, his cock-head was pressing right over her clit. Diane sighed in spite of herself, rocking her hips, feeling the greasy slide of his cock into her cunt. He was going in! My God, he was fucking her, just as he said he would. He grabbed at her hair, pulling it to one side while he sucked and bit at her neck. Brutalizing her, Billy was shoving his nine thick inches of cock-meat into her cunt, and making her like it!

"Unghhhffff!"

"That's it, baby, beg for it! Beg for it!" be growled.

How she loathed him! How she hated what he was doing to her. But still she couldn't deny what her body was doing. All the pain, all the fear had triggered something in her. She needed the warmth of another human, even if it was someone like Billy. Her cousin bit at her lips, slapping her with his open hand, then sliding his mouth down until he was chewing on her nipples. She screamed through the handkerchief gag again and again until her throat was raw and pulsing. Still she felt that cock sliding down into her, giving the teen the steamy, belly-filling tension she instinctively knew she needed.

Billy grunted again, sliding his hands up and cupping her tits. He milked them, rubbing the stiff nipples against one another like while jerking his prick into her fuck-hole. Diane felt herself melting, opening her mouth instinctively as if that would make her cunt stretch more widely for his raping prick. The rising heat down there between her splayed thighs made her move against her bonds, relishing the cutting, slicing sensation of the ropes against her wrists and ankles. There was no longer fear and pain. No. Oh God, all that remained was the delight of being fucked while roped and gagged in this hideous way.

Billy fucked down another inch, making the girl forget for a moment just where they were and what her cousin had done to her. She swiveled as best she could, pressing her belly against his.

Billy jerked his hips, stirring his prick inside her like a trowel while pinching her tits even more. Diane breathed with long, raspy breaths, feeling as if her mind were reeling out of control. Diane could hear herself sobbing through the gag, wanting more humiliation, wanting more of what her cousin was feeding her. The roar of her pulse deafened the teen as she ground against Billy harder, feeling the long bar of cock-meat reaching deeper and deeper inside her.

Billy slid his fingers back down around her boyish hips, moving them until they were cupping her ass-cheeks. He milked them, bruising the flesh. He bumped his cock again and again against her womb now, his fuck-thrusts shaking her body. She was dripping sweat now, the salty stinging sweat that made the chafe marks on her wrists and ankles sting even more.

"Oh!"

Billy had his fingers down around her asscrack now, digging two of them into her asshole. She felt the stiff, intrusion. How her shitter throbbed itchily against those wriggling fingers, snapping shut on them while they screwed up into her tight plump ass! He was fucking her in two holes, driving his cock into one while sliding his fingers into the other. How that ass fucking sent sharp stinging sensations racing up to her clit, making that thumb-like organ throb even harder than before.

Diane dug her fingernails into her sweaty palms as she felt him dragging his chest against her nipples. She pushed down with her burning asshole. Her ass-cheeks flexed, softened, then flexed again, contracting against her cousin's brutal caresses. There was no way in heaven she could disguise how she was reacting to this rape.

She loved it, loved the way all her nerves in her ass-cheeks came alive to his touch.

The insides of her thighs alternately chilled and burned while her cunt-juice seeped out. It squished from her cunt-hole, dripping onto his swinging balls.

"Man, oh man," Billy sighed, shaking the sweat off his face.

Diane felt the perspiration splash onto her, mixing with her own sweat as she rolled and thrashed as best she could under him.

He had another finger into her shitter now, three of them fucking in and out in time with his cock plowing through her hole. Diane's eyes rolled. She was going to cum! She could feel those electrical sparks growing more and more intense, more concentrated, more urgent.

She thrashed against her bonds, thinking she could tear them with her bare hands in a moment while Billy plowed his prick through her more savagely than before. He was grunting like an animal, biting her neck until Diane thought he would tear her flesh open. Her entire belly seemed to bulge with cock-meat, swelling up with excitement as she grunted, feeling his ramming cock bang her cunt again and again.

"Fuck, bitch!"

Billy shouted at her, then held on. She felt it, the cum spattering against her cunt-walls, squishing down into her body. The hard, heavy jolt of his climax blasted against her cunt-walls. Diane wept and struggled. Her eyes shut, the girl almost chewed the gagging handkerchief into rags, her muscles bulging and straining against her sweaty flesh. The massive spurts from his cock seemed to last forever. Diane thought she could feel her cunt-walls grip down on his prick for every hot wad of jizz that shot from his cock-head!

Her mother had never told her about this, about how climaxes affected a woman! Diane felt herself become all cunt – all hot and wet and clenching in every cell of her body. She milked at the jerking hunk of meat, bouncing up against him, then landing down on her roped, bound body. She lost all control, feeling nothing but his cock-meat squirming in her pussy. It was some time before the teen calmed, regaining her breath and loosening her grip on her cousin's cock.

"Christ! Haven't had a fuck like that for a damned long time," Billy said, shaking his head and slowly pulling his softening prick-meat from her cunt.

Diane grabbed at it greedily with her cunt muscles. But Billy wasn't to be disobeyed. He gripped her shoulders and pulled out, smearing his cock-juice over her thighs, then getting back onto his feet. Pulling up his Levi's, Billy nudged his cousin with his boot, drawing a long, low moan from her. He started untying the ropes. "Now you listen, bitch. You're not gonna tell nobody about this! This is gonna be our little secret. You play it right and nobody's gonna get hurt. Might have a little fun too, like now," he said with a sneer, loosening the rope around her wrists. "But you say somethin' to anybody and you and your old lady could get hurt."

The threat was enough. No. She would be quiet. She would say nothing.