Cousin in bondage

CHAPTER SEVEN

After everything that had already happened to her, Amy was surprised to find that she could still feel ashamed. Standing in front of the ten or eleven strange men who had joined Glen and Barry in the house, she felt completely humiliated, like some kind of lewd whore who'd take on a dozen men if the price was right. In her case, she thought sadly, they didn't even have to pay.

"A woman as a member?" one of the other men said, watching Candy as she brought the bound brunette into the room. "I don't know, Glen we play pretty rough."

"No rougher than I do," Candy said, giving Amy's leash a hard tug. "But the best way for you to believe that is to watch me handle the sorry bitch behind me."

Candy was still dressed in her leather bikini and high heels. Now she'd drawn her blonde hair up under a leather chauffeur's cap and added a studded black leather choker around her thin white throat.

She'd dressed Amy in white garters and stockings, five inch white pumps and very little else. Amy's hair was drawn back and tied in two long, rope like pigtails, and they'd been used to tie her hands tightly together. There was a plain white collar around her throat with a leash attached to it. That was what Candy was using to pull her forward.

"Look at that naked cunt," one of the men whispered. "Shit, I want in there right now."

"Hold on," Glen said. "This is Candy's show, and we're going to give her a chance to show us what she can do. After she's finished, you can do anything you want to slutty little Amy. Not one minute sooner."

"Thank you," Candy said with an evil smile. She yanked Amy's leash, again, forcing the girl into the center of the big living room. "Okay, cousin cunt, get over here and dig in."

Candy spread her legs, and there was no mistaking what she meant. Amy waited an instant for Candy to tug on her leash and force her to her cunt, but Candy didn't. Amy couldn't understand why not. Instead, the sexy blonde spread her legs wider and smiled dreamily at Amy. She held the leash limply in one hand, stroking her fat lipped cunt with the other. The fresh pink flesh of her cunt glistened with sex juice as she scratched her fingernails along her outer pussy lips. Amy couldn't look away from the girl's spread pussy.

The men in the room, even Glen and Barry, seemed as surprised as Amy over the way Candy was acting. Candy seemed completely confident, though. The tension inside the house couldn't have been higher. Amy shivered involuntarily, her cunt beginning to squirm. She was getting wet, getting hot, and she didn't understand it.

"Come on, you stinking little slut," Candy taunted, a smile on her lips and her green eyes sparkling. "Crawl over on your little slut knees and bury your whore face in my wet pussy. I've got a new way to hurt your pretty, baby titties, but before I do it you've got to suck some cunt juice."

Amy's legs rubbed together involuntarily. She buckled to one side at Candy's words. She was getting hot and soon everyone in the room would know it. She couldn't stand that, couldn't stand everyone knowing what kind of slut she was. She had so little control over herself that she was cumming just from having another girl talk dirty to her. Amy moaned like a lost, soul and started toward on her aching knees.

Candy laughed when Amy got close. Amy didn't take her eyes off the sparkles of cunt cream on the fur of Candy's leather framed pussy. "Do you want to suck my pussy now?"

Amy didn't answer. She was totally debased, completely humiliated in the face of her overpowering lust. But just before she stuck her face into Candy's cunt, her cruel blonde cousin jerked her leash and pulled her up short.

"I asked you a question, you dirty little asslicker," Candy repeated, holding Amy's face just an inch away from her golden pussy. "Do you want to suck my pretty pussy now, you worthless little reeking cock sucker?"

Amy cringed at Candy's words but her taint convulsed with a sudden wave of lust. She felt the first flow of fresh cunt juice down her inner thigh. She clamped her quivering legs tightly together and hoped that no one else saw the froth of her excitement bubbling from her cunt.

"I'll do it if you want," Amy quavered, her wide brown eyes meeting Candy's sharp green ones. She began to cry as she realized that Candy wouldn't be satisfied until she begged.

"I want to suck your pussy, Candy! You know I want to. And hurt me, Candy. Hurt my tits. I want to suck you so bad!"

Amy lunged her face forward toward Candy's cunt, completely broken now, reduced to begging for her torment in front of an audience of lusting, evil men. She'd known that Candy would continue tormenting her until she begged. Candy didn't want her to be able to think of herself as a victim in all this, wanted her to know that she needed to be hurt far more than Candy or the men wanted to hurt her.

"Hey, tiny titties! Get your dirty little mouth off my pussy." Candy jerked back on the leash, laughing at Amy's hopeless struggles and the tiny mewling sounds she made. "If you want to put your scummy little mouth on my pretty pink pussy, you've got to earn the honor. You don't get to suck me just because you've got pointy tits and a little girl pussy."

"What?" Amy whined. Her cunt was turning into a blast furnace now, getting hotter with each moment that Candy degraded her in front of the laughing men. "Please Candy, tell me what to do."

"Glen," Candy called. Right on a cue a closed plastic bag sailed through the air toward her. She caught it deftly in one hand, then dropped it on the floor in front of Amy. "There's some things for you in that bag, cousin cunt. You play with them for me, without anybody forcing you, and then I'll let you touch my pussy."

Amy whimpered in shame and lust as Candy got up and stepped behind her. She fell on the package at once, knowing that what was inside couldn't be the equal to the electric prods or the pins that Barry and Glen had used on her earlier. She needed Candy's painful attentions so badly that she would have been willing to do almost anything to get them.

"Debauched little slut, isn't she?" Candy flashed a smile to the watching men and ran a hand over Amy's long hair. "Look at all this hair. Doesn't it turn you on?"

"Her tits turn me on more," one of the men answered with a laugh.

Amy tore open the package. Her heart beat fast when she saw what it contained. It was filled with clothespins. Amy clenched her eyes tightly shut for an instant at the sight of them. She knew what Candy wanted her to do with these. Amy felt herself sinking deeper into the mire of enslavement. Now she was going to have to hurt herself, in front of an audience, just to get the abuse of another person.

"Oh Candy," Amy whimpered, staring at the evil, multi colored pins. She reached a shaking hand out to pick one up. "Can't you put them on for me? Please Candy, won't you put them on for me?"

"Start with your tits," Candy answered. She positioned the long black heel of one of her shoes against the bud of Amy's asshole and pushed forward. "Cover your whole skinny little body with them, you housebroken cunt."

Amy was crying, but everyone else was laughing. She took hold of one pointy tit, holding it up as she brought the first of the terrible clamps in to put on her nipple. She sucked in her breath and tried to ease it on as gently as possible, but as the thick wood jaws closed tight a burst of pain shot through her tit that buckled her over.

"These are tighter than most." Candy drove five inches of stiletto heel deep up Amy's asshole. "Kind of strong springs, only to be used on scummy cunts."

Crying bitterly, Amy clamped the jaws of the second pin onto her other nipple. Her cunt was dripping steadily, even though her asshole felt like it was being scoured with sandpaper and her tits felt like someone had set them on fire. She felt terrible, like something less than human, but she reached for more of the harsh wooden clamps.

"Look at the bitch go," one of the men shouted.

Most of them had their cocks out now, long and dripping and waiting for Amy to service. She looked up at them with wild hunger in her eyes, her brain on fire with lust and cracking under the terrible knowledge that she was just a cowering little plaything for every one of these men.

She put the pins all over her tits, pinching tiny pieces of her flesh between the evil wooden jaws. Soon her tits were bulging strangely in a hundred different directions and were festooned with red and blue and yellow clamps. Candy continued to fuck Amy's ass with the sharp heel of her shoe while Amy moved down her own body, clipping flesh on her satiny sides and the silky hollow of her stomach. She put one on the lip of her navel and the burst of pain that washed through her almost made her pass out.

"Oh, yes!" Amy rasped, her legs kicking out slowly under Candy's assault on her asshole. "Oh, what are you doing to me? Candy, what are you doing to me?"

"Showing you what you are." Candy kicked her foot extra hard, driving the sharp heel viciously into Amy's defenseless shitter. "Showing you that you're nothing but a dirty slut, while I'm good enough to be with these guys. Tell them you're a dirty slut, cousin."

There was no resisting now. Maybe there never had been. While she put the terrible wooden clamps on her quivering thighs, working from the outside around the front and toward her spasming cunt, Amy began to whine.

"I'm a dirty slut! Oh, no… please… I… I'm a filthy slut!"

"Tell them you like cum," Candy said. She pulled her heel from Amy's fluttering, agonized asshole and shoved the other one in. "Tell them where you love it."

Amy was covering her rounded, violated ass with clothes pins now, pulling her hair until tears sprang to her eyes.

"I love cum!" she cried, her hips wriggling and her head thrashing from side to side. "I love cum clogging my cunt!"

"Your smelly cunt," Candy corrected, driving this heel in deep, too, bringing an agonized squeal from her helpless cousin. "And were else?"

Amy reached far behind her to put clips on her calves and behind her knees. She felt her hair puffing out of her head as she reached for her calves. Her body arched wildly to try to relieve the pressure from her scalp. Then she lined her thin arms with the pins, putting them even in the hollows beneath her shoulders. Her cunt was pouring juice on the carpet and Glen shoved an ashtray under her to catch it. The men all laughed as her cunt juice plopped into the glass tray, mixing with the ashes and cigarette butts.

"My smelly cunt!" Amy cried. Her body leaped and jumped with the terrible pain. "And I love it all the way up my asshole! And in my mouth! I love to eat cum!"

"Your cock sucking, ass licking face," Candy corrected. "And put some pins there. I want to see them hanging off your fucking cow's face. And tell the men what you'll do for them, you fucking pig! Tell them that you'll lick their assholes and drink their piss. Tell them that you'll eat their shit, that you'll bite off your own little titties."

Amy put clothespins on her cheeks and along the firm line of her jaw. She put some on the flawless, sensitive skin of her throat. She hung them from the ripe fullness of her lips. There were still so many left.

Amy knew, with a sick dread, that the time had come to put them on her cunt.

"I'm a dirty whore!" she wailed. Sweat glistened from her darkly tanned body. Her eyes shone with lust crazed madness. "I'll drink your cum and your piss. I'll eat your assholes. I'll hurt myself for you. Just fuck me! Piss in my face, but just please fuck me!"

She spread her cunt lips and eased the first wooden clip gently into place. She knew what the pain would be like. She hoped it made her cum.

"You're a fucking pig!" Candy giggled, high on her domination of her hated, helpless cousin. She slammed her heel into Amy's ass with all the force she could muster. "Tell them you're a dirty filthy pig! No, oink like a pig, Amy. Oink like the groveling bitch pig you are!"

Pain was flaring like white hot fire with every pin that Amy clamped on her pussy. She had lined her cunt lips with them. Now the inner walls of her cunt bristled with a dozen of them, their ends sticking out like fingers emerging from her cunt.

There were three pins left, but there was only room for one more in her pussy, and Amy knew where that one had to go. She guessed she'd known from the moment she'd opened up the terrible bag. Maybe that was the reason her thick pussy cream was slopping over the top of the dirty ashtray with every fresh drop her cunt leaked out.

She reached inside her cunt and found the nub of her dancing cunt. Then she let the clothespin snap shut around it.

"Oh, no!" Amy jerked wildly, her legs tensing until the pins that were clamped on them, and stood straight out in the air. "I am a pig! Oh shit, I'm just a dirty stupid pig!"

Glen pulled the ashtray out from under her cunt and put it beneath her face. Candy grabbed hold of the pigtails that bound Amy's hands and jerked down on them, taking her heel out of Amy's pained, stretched asshole.

Amy began making pitiful oinking sounds as Candy forced her face down toward the ashtray full of wet ashes and her own sticky cunt juices. Candy picked up the two remaining clothespins but Amy barely noticed, oinking like the pig she knew she was and watching with frightened eyes as the dirty, sooty ashtray came closer and closer to her face.

"Don't you stop oinking," Candy warned her. "Drink this down, but you keep right on oinking."

Then she pushed Amy's head down into the big ashtray. Amy drank down her own pussy juices, wanting to throw up but knowing that Candy would only punish her more if she did. She continued oinking for them, debasing herself for their amusement, and the creamy juice bubbled with the air she blew into it. Pain flared through her face as the glass of the ashtray banged the pins that were clamped on her face. Her checks and nose and chin were being painted with her slick, ash stained cunt juice.

Still, Amy did as she was told, not pausing in her work until she'd drunk out all the juice and licked the ashtray's slimy bottom clean. She even gulped down the cigarette butts that floated in the slimy muck. She knew that Candy and the others wouldn't be satisfied until she'd cleaned it completely.

And she never stopped oinking for the terrible blonde bitch who owned her.

"And now, you slutty bitch, let's see your asshole chomp on these." Candy pulled open the tight little cheeks of Amy's ass and clipped the two remaining pins on the sensitive flesh of her asshole. "On your back, you stinking pig."

Candy kicked Amy over onto her back just as Amy's body began to convulse with agony. Amy was half oinking and half screaming now, her eyes rolling back in her head. Her cunt was drenched, wringing itself wildly. Her hips were jerking a foot above the floor and she was drooling a stream of cunt juice that soaked her clenching ass cheeks and splattered to the floor. Her body jerked wildly, up and down and from side to side. The men were clapping wildly now. Candy turned and took a sexy little bow for them. She was in the club for sure now, and Glen had probably already won his bet.

"Suck this." She turned back to her tortured cousin and thrust the full six inch length of her heel into her mouth. "Shit on my shoes, will you, you scummy pig? Well then, you can just lick it right off!"

Amy's tongue had been scored by the sharp tip of the heel as it gouged its way into her throat, but she still clamped her mouth tightly around it and began sucking as hard as she could. She tasted her own shit on it, but that was nothing new anymore. Even though she felt bile rise in her throat, she did nothing to try to stop her cousin. She deserved to lick shit.

Amy snaked her hands down to her cunt. She began to tug at her cunt lips, pulling them wide apart and then crushing them together. Her lust grew more intense with each passing instant. After a moment she plunged three fingers from her right hand into her wet, pink pussy. Her left hand came up to crush her tits, her fingers squeezing her soft flesh so brutally that her fingernails cut into her skin.

Candy pulled her heel out of Amy's mouth and shifted her feet so she could bring the other one up over the helplessly writhing girl.

"Let's see your tongue in action this time. Lick this shitty shoe clean."

Amy followed her blonde cousin's orders, fucking her tongue out to lick up the length of Candy's shit encrusted heel. The taste seemed sharper this way, and any almost threw up. She was cumming steadily on her thrusting fingers now, though, and even the taste of the shit was beginning to turn her on. Everything was beginning to turn her on, she thought miserably, but that didn't stop her from catching her buzzing, slippery clit between the nails of her thumb and first fingers and inching it so hard that she screeched with agony.

She came so hard that pussy cream geysered from her cunt in spurts. Everyone laughed at her, and that turned her on now, too.

"Oh, shit!" Candy groaned. Her leather gloved hand came down to stroke her cunt while Amy's tongue worked tirelessly on her shoe. "I've got to let this little pig eat my pussy. I've just got to!"

Candy pulled her heel away from Amy's laboring tongue. She laughed when she saw how her cousins head rose up to follow it, her flapping tongue trying to collect more of her body's own filth. Then Candy straddled Amy and dropped down on the dark haired girl's face, grinning with satisfaction when Amy's head bounced hard against the floor. She ground her already wet cunt all over the girl's pretty face.

She was thinking of a perfect way to end her show with her stuck up, cock sucking cousin.

She'd always hated the skinny little bitch.

"Eat me out, you sorry cunt!" Candy screamed, grabbing Amy's braids and pulling them until she felt Amy's hair puffing out at the root. "If you being such a dead luck little cunt keeps me from getting into this club, I'm going to sew your tits together and make you wear a one cup bra."

Candy grinned at her own joke while the men laughed and some of them promised that Candy was already in the club. One man even suggested she be the new president.

Then Amy recovered enough that she was able to start sucking Candy's cunt, and the blonde girl's evil look was replaced by one of dreamy pleasure.

"You're so fucking good!" Candy crooned. She rocked forward down Amy's body. "You're such a good little slave pig. I'll take care of your pussy, little bitch, just like you're taking care of mine."

Amy's tongue flicked back and forth over Candy's clit, driving the girl into a humping frenzy that smashed Amy's head into the floor. Amy brought her hair bound hands to her tits and began to pluck at her hard, spiky nipples. Soon she was leaving deep red scratches on her creamy bronzed skin.

"I wasn't hurting the bitch half that much and she was screaming bloody murder," Barry complained good naturedly. "Candy's got the cock tease really going now."

Amy heard his words and she slipped her hips up hard against Candy's hands. One of the clothespins popped off her cuntlips and flipped straight up in the air. Candy caught it neatly and plunged it back inside the hot, clasping sheath of Amy's pussy. The men applauded as she clamped it tight on the inner wall of the enslaved girl's cunt.

"Now, cousin cunt," Candy rasped as she rolled her hips on Amy's mouth and pulled Amy's cunt wide open. "Let's see just how far your pig cunt stretches. You want to see that, Amy pig?"

Amy heard her cousin's threatening words, but there was nothing she could do to respond to them with her whole face entrapped within Candy's fat lipped, juicy cunt.

"First, let's get these fuckers out of the way." Candy began yanking off the pins that were clamped along the lips of Amy's cunt, not bothering to open them up, just yanking them as hard as she could until they pulled off her cousin's agonized flesh. "I don't want to hurt my hands fucking around with these."

Each time Candy ripped one of the pins from her cunt lips, Amy felt as though she were losing her mind. And she knew there were more inside her cunt to be removed. The worst of all would be the one that was still crushing her clit.

Amy thrashed wildly as Candy tore the first of the pins out from inside Amy's cunt, but she didn't stop lashing her tongue inside her big titted cousin's cunt. She knew that if she stopped pleasuring Candy, her mistress would do something even more terrible to her. Even through the haze of fiery pain that surrounded her, Amy kept her tongue moving and her lips in motion on the leather bordered cunt that covered her face. Her hair bound hands pawed helplessly at the air, trying to come down to stop what Candy was doing, but they were stopped before she even reached her navel by the length of her braids.

"Fuck, she must really be hurting!" one of the men said. "Where'd you find that crazy slut?"

"She's my cousin," Glen answered, watching as Candy pulled the last of the clips from Amy's grasping cunt. "She's always been an oversexed little pig, so I figured I might as well put it to some good use."

"And what about the blonde?" another of the men asked. "She's fucking fantastic!"

"She's his cousin, too," Barry said with a laugh. "I wish I was in that fucking family."

Candy ripped away the clamp that had been crushing Amy's clit. The slender, sexy girl screamed so loudly that the men could hear her cries of anguish clearly even through the muffle of Candy's steamy cunt. Amy's clit had pulled far outside her cunt as Candy had yanked the pin off.

"Oh, yes!" Candy was going wild atop the girl, gyrating her hips like a dancer gone out of control. She buried her fist into the quivering hollow of Amy's silky stomach, driving the air from the girl's lungs and crushing clothespins deep into her injured flesh. "Scream up into my pussy again, you sorry whore. Scream into my pussy, you pig. Do it, slave!"

Amy screamed, wildly, desperately, as her big blonde cousin beat her. She felt clothespins lose their grip on her as Candy landed blow after blow against her stomach and tits. Her entire body was screaming with pain. Her face, where Candy's powerful, clenching thighs were pulling hard on the clamps, burned like fire. Amy screamed with all the strength she had, again and again, hoping that she would satiate her cousin's terrible lust and the gill would stop this awful beating.

"Oh, shit!" Candy sighed at last, her jolting hips beginning to slow and her blows to Amy's helplessly squirming body lessening in intensity.

"That was so fucking great! Shit! Scream again, you piggy little slut."

Amy screamed up into Candy's swampy cunt. She would have done anything to bring this beating to a close.

"Now, bitch," Candy whispered venomously, brushing away some of the pins that her beating head dislodged, "start licking again. I've got something special for you."

Almost mechanically, Amy began to tongue out her cousin's pussy once more. Candy's hands were on Amy's cunt again. Amy felt her body beginning to respond to them as they touched her, her hips starting to wiggle once more. She hoped that she might get just a little pleasure now, just a little something to make up for all the pain she'd suffered.

"Now watch this, guys." Candy grinned up at the watching, wildly excited men, stroking the first finger of each hand deep inside Amy's puffy, peeled back pussy. "This is where the show really fucking starts."

Amy couldn't understand what Candy was talking about, but she wiggled her hips when Candy added a second finger from each hand into Amy's tightly clasping pussy. They were a tight fit, but with every inward thrust Candy was stroking Amy's bruised clit, and the friction was turning Amy on. Maybe Candy was going to do something to hurt her again, but Amy didn't care anymore, not as long as she got this kind of excitement, too.

"Fuck my fingers, Amy pig," Candy ordered.

She added a third finger from each hand into Amy's stuffed, straining cunt. Amy squealed in pain as the rings fingers smashed in. Her cunt lips were pulled so far apart that she was sure they must be tearing. Her legs began to kick out slowly, painfully, on the carpeted floor. Her cunt felt overstuffed in a way that Amy had never thought it could.

"I've got an idea," Candy said with a sudden, evil smile. She scratched her long, red fingernails over the tender flesh of Amy's cunt. "Let's see if the little piggie can swallow all my fingers."

"No!" Amy screamed.

She jerked wildly beneath her sexy, leatherclad cousin. Her hands came up to scratch at Candy's lush thighs and Barry and Glen had to step in and loop her wrists more tightly in her hair to keep her from trying to hurt the sexy blonde. In a moment her hands were bound so tightly in her hair that she couldn't pull them more than an inch away from her head.

"That's going to cost you, you slutty bitch pig!" Candy screamed.

She banged her hips down brutally on Amy's head and skewered her six fingers relentlessly in Amy's bulging cunt. She lifted her quivering ass high off Amy's bruised, slimy face and dropped straight back down, smashing Amy's head again and again. She gouged the straining, tortured girl with her fingernails. She was going to really hurt the girl for trying to scratch her.

"I was fucking going easy on you before," she hissed, slamming her cunt against Amy's helpless face, almost smothering her cousin with her lush ass. "I thought you were learning to be a good little pig slave. No silly whore tries to scratch me, though? Now you're going to pay, you lowly little gutter slut!"

Amy almost passed out when Candy put her little fingers tight against the others and drove them all relentlessly forward, fucking then fully in Amy's wildly stretched cunt. Amy had never felt anything like this before. Her mind began to swim as Candy fucked her with both hands. Amy was sure her cunt was going to be ripped open.

"Shit!" one of the men said, his eyes wide as he watched what Candy was doing to Amy. "She's going to kill her with that shit!"

Amy was certain the man was right as her pussy was jarred beneath the merciless onslaught of Candy's cunt goring fingers. Amy's feet drummed against the floor and her legs shuddered with the pain of her brutal impalement, but there was nothing she could do to stop this latest monstrous violation.

She was just a slave slut now, a piece of property, and she belonged most of all to Glen and Candy. They were the real owners of her slut's mind and body, and if one of them decided it was time to fuck their little whore to death, Amy knew she had no choice in the matter.

"Now take this, you sorry bitch!" Candy screamed, and she cupped her thumbs in under her fingers and drove forward with all the strength of her athletic body. "Suck on this with that dirty, stuck up cunt."

Amy's legs stopped shaking. They flew out, straight and tense as Candy buried both of her hands in Amy's bald pussy. Now her stomach bulged almost as if she were pregnant.

All the men gathered close to get a look at something they had never even imagined before now.

Amy's cunt lips fluttered wildly around the strong stalks of Candy's wrists as her body accepted an invasion far greater than any it had been designed for. Candy's arms penetrated Amy's stretched cunt far past the bones of her wrists. Amy thought she was going to die now, with her hated cousin's fists planted all the way up inside her body. She was a filthy, debauched slut, and she was going to die in just the way she deserved.

"Tell me you love it!" Candy lifted her smothering, dripping cunt off Amy's red, bruised face. "Tell us all how much you love me fucking my fists into your scummy little cunt!"

"I love it!" Amy admitted. She felt something tearing deep inside her, but she was still juicing and her clit, smashed far up inside her, was still buzzing. She was about to cum again. "I love it! Stick your whole arm up inside my dirty cunt! Crawl up inside and rip me up! Oh please, Candy, rip me up!"

Candy laughed and punched her fists deeper inside Amy's cunt, bringing scream after scream from the tortured girl's lips and a steady pulse of thick pussy cream from her cunt. Candy watched Amy's flat little tummy bulge up wildly every time she slammed her fists home, and she came at the thought that it was her fists making that bulge. Her driving arms were giving Amy the most mind blowing fuck of her life.

Amy couldn't stop screaming. Her face was soaked with Candy's pussy juice and bruised from where the clothespins had been clamped. Candy's frantic humping of her face had knocked most of those away by now, but there was still one hanging off her lower lip, and it jerked with every mewling cry that Candy's fucking fists ripped from her throat.

"Rip me up!" she wailed hopelessly.

"Piss on you," Candy sneered. "Piss on you, you smelly, ass licking bitch."

And with that, her fists still drilling deep inside Amy's pulverized pussy, Candy began to piss on her cousin. A golden stream of hot, wet piss arched out of Candy's tacky, wet cunt, hitting Amy all over her pretty face. Amy was blinking her eyes, trying to see what was happening. When she saw, a heart rending groan escaped her throat.

This was as low as she could sink. She was getting a piss shower from her cousin. The only things people pissed on were worthless things, dirty things, things they hated.

Amy's mouth opened wide, letting hot, burning piss jet down her throat. Her face was already covered in it. A puddle of the stinking yellow piss pooled in the hollow of her delicate throat. Her eyes burned with the stinking piss that splattered over her face. Piss squirted up into her nose and trickled down to fill her ears. Amy stuck out her tongue and let the salty piss collect there, too.

And she had the most explosive climax of her life. Her pussy clamped like a pair of gloves over the terrible battering ram of Candy's doubled fists.

"Don't stop!" she whispered. Even thought was beyond her now. All that was left was sex, and the two wonderful cousins who hurt her so much. "Fuck me forever! I love it so much!"