Cousin in bondage

CHAPTER EIGHT

They fucked her for hours. Each of the men took her, one after another, then came back at her to take her in twos and threes and sometimes fours. Amy took cocks up her ass and cunt at the same time. She sucked cocks while being fucked. Men slid their cocks between her tits and blasted their jism over her shoulders and throat. One man had made her jerk him off in her ear.

After the first few hours they'd begun to get inventive. Candy let a man fuck her and then held his jism inside her, making Amy pull the slimy cum out with her tongue. The men liked the show, and Candy loved the feeling so much that they did it all over again. By the time they were finished, Amy's tongue felt thick and numb. Then the men stood in a line with their backs to her and Candy forced Amy to walk on her knees behind them, sucking and kissing each of their asses until they were satisfied.

They untied her hair at some point during her ordeal, and several of the men made her jerk them off while their cocks were wrapped in her silky black tresses. Now her beautiful hair was stained silver and hung in sticky clumps. After several hours, the men fucked her in even more peculiar ways.

One man fucked his cock against the satiny skin of her throat, and Amy was sure he was going to break her neck before he spilled his cum all over her neck. Several men made her jack them off with her toes. A man had made her hold her thighs tightly together around his cock until he shot jism down her long legs. One man even rubbed his cock between her shoulderblades until he spurted his jism. No part of Amy's body escaped unfucked by the men in her cousin's terrible club.

Through it all, through every horrible second of it, Amy had cum. Not much of anything mattered to her now except cocks and cunt and pain. Sometime during the constant fucking Glen had accepted his money from the men who'd made the bet with him.

At some other point all the men had voted to let Candy join their club. They all talked about going out and finding other female members.

Finally Amy lay on the carpet alone. Her body was covered with cum in a hundred places and dotted with bruises. Jism bubbled in a steady stream from her cunt and ass. Her face was a mask of silver from the cum that had spilled and dried during her gang bang. The valley between her tits was gooey with half dried fuck slime. Her hands and wrists were streaked with dried cum and fuck lube. She was a slutty, filthy mess. And she wanted more. She wondered vaguely what they were going to do with her now.

"Pig!" Glen walked toward her.

Throughout the terrible gang bang, Glen had never touched her. Now Amy quivered as he approached her. "What's your name, you dirty cum bag?"

"Pig," Amy groaned. Her mouth felt so strange, coated by the cum of all the men. "I'm a dirty, stinking pig."

"No, cunt!" Glen snarled. His cock looked as long as a baseball bat and hard as a steel bar. It swayed high above Amy's face, spritzing her with long strands of fuck lube. "What's your real name? Tell everybody your real name."

Amy's fingers trailed over her sticky, ravaged cunt. She scratched her long nails over her inflamed pussy as she tried to reason her way through his question. Candy had called her a pig, but Glen had called her a cunt. And, there was another name, one she'd had before today. It was so hard to remember through all the sex and the pain she'd felt.

"I don't know," she finally quavered, dosing her eyes tightly.

"Tell me your name," Glen screamed. He kicked her hard in the cunt, smashing her clit strumming fingers.

Then he yanked her bruised hands away from her cunt and tied them tightly together with his belt. Amy screamed, while she came.

"Tell me your name, cousin, or I'm going to kick your smelly, worthless cunt to pieces!"

Glen was smiling, and Candy stepped up beside him, both smiling down at Amy, both mockingly superior. They owned her and they knew it. Amy shivered just looking at the two of them. She wondered how she could have ever dreamed of teasing Glen, of offering him sex and then holding back. And how could she have ever imagined that she was better than Candy? Candy was so powerful, so beautiful. Amy was just a cowering little piggish slut.

"Amy?" The word was more a question than an answer. She stared up at her two wonderful cousins with wide, frightened eyes.

Her bound hands came back down to her cunt. She began fingering herself again, dipping her fingers deep inside her cunt to gather up the ropy strands of jism that still clogged it. She brought handfuls of cooling cum up to her lips and sucked down the mix of a dozen men's fuck cream.

"Good," Glen said with a smile. "And what are you, Amy? What are you, cousin?"

Candy took Glen's giant cock in her hands and wrapped one of her long, lush legs around his ass. Amy burned with jealousy when she realized that Candy and Glen were going to fuck each other. She wasn't sure which one of them she was the most jealous of. She wanted them both so bad.

"I'm a whore!" she moaned.

The other men, their lust spent, were watching silently now. The room was charged with tension. Amy wondered what was happening.

"I'm a cunt! I'm a pig!"

Amy babbled her words out wildly, debasing herself completely in front of the men who had just used her. Her hands were plucking madly at her cunt now. Her body was arching up off the floor.

Covered in dried cum, her body violated countless times and forced through dozens of terrible, racking climaxes, she was about to cum again.

Glen slid his cock deep inside Candy's cunt. The blonde wrapped her muscular legs tight around her cousin's back. They were going to fuck each other standing up. Amy came watching the first tip to root penetration. She moaned incoherently, her body twisting on the soiled floor. She came with every beat of Glen's cock into his statuesque blond cousin's cunt.

"Fuck, this is wild!" Barry said. He had not fucked Amy during the gang bang. Now he stepped forward with a cock that was almost as big and juicy as Glen's. "I think I'm going to fuck you, whore. You want me to do that?"

"Yes!" Amy squealed wildly. Her fingers tore at the red, wet lips of her cunt. She spread her legs as wide as she could, then pointed her toes to make her long, lean legs look even longer. "I want you to fuck me right now. Please fuck me, Barry! Please, please fuck me hard!"

"Can I piss on you after I finish?" Barry asked. "Ask me to piss on you after I finish."

"Please piss on me after you fuck me!" Amy cried. She spread her cunt lips as wide as she could for Barry. "I'll drink your piss if you want me to. I want you to piss on me, Barry. Please fuck me and piss on me, too!"

She was staring at Candy and Glen. They were ignoring her now, fucking each other wildly. Candy was clinging to Glen with her arms and legs, her head thrown back. Her face was flushed with passion and her long blonde hair trailed down over her shoulders.

Glen's face was buried in Candy's fat tits. He was washing her hard pink nipples with his tongue, nibbling them with his teeth. He could only move his hips a little but Candy was thrashing so wildly that he didn't have to move much.

Amy decided that she didn't care what anyone did to her so long as she could get fucked like that.

"Will you be my slutty little slave forever?" Barry asked. "Just fuck me and suck me for the rest of your life?"

"Yes!" Amy howled. She bucked her hips a foot off the floor and yanked her slippery pussy lips even farther apart. Her cunt was blood red and creamy white with excitement. "Just fuck this cunt! Fuck it! Fuck it! Fuck it!"

"Right." Barry fell between her legs and stuffed his giant cock all the way into her with one balls deep lunge. "Going to fuck you to death, slut! I'm going to blow your slutty head right off your shoulders!"

Amy took his whole cock inside her pussy without so much as a cry of protest. Her body tensed with excitement as his thick cock meat plowed in. She came instantly. Another climax began to build before the first one subsided. Her long legs lifted and wrapped tight around his hard thrusting ass. She lifted her bound hands far above her head so that Barry could grab her hard, swollen tits. His brutally thrusting cock had taken her straight to paradise.

"You filthy little cock tease!" Barry hissed. Amy began to grind wildly against him. She was a rutting animal, completely out of control. Spittle ran from her mouth and her body jerked in a spastic fit.

"We really turned you on, didn't we, bitch? We really fucking turned you on!"

He fucked her savagely, drawing out until only the tip of his cock was inside her and then driving back in with every ounce of strength he had. He was beating her with his cock and body. He drove her into the floor like some kind of limp rag doll. Still, Amy clung to him stubbornly. Even when he jolted her whole body with his wild fuck thrusts, she tried to drive her frail body up to meet his shattering lunges.

"Oh, shit!" Glen groaned as he looked down at the battered girl. "Look at that Candy! Just look at that little bitch!"

Candy, still wildly fucking herself on his long, hard cock, twisted to look down. "Oh, yeah! I wish we could keep her forever, Glen I wish we could just make her our little pet."

"The bitch is making me cum!" Barry shouted suddenly.

He slapped Amy's face, knocking her head from side to side. He hit her every time, he fucked his cock inside her, battering her face and cunt together. After a few blows, Amy lost her grip on him, but even as he beat her and fucked her like he wanted to kill her, she still bucked up against him.

"You stupid little whore! You cock sucking, piss drinking cunt!" Barry shouted. He hit her harder and harder. His cock was jerking inside her cunt as his cum began to boil out. "You dirty little ass licker. You filthy, tight assed whore. I'm cumming!"

He pulled his cock out at the last instant, and his cum began to fountain over her twisting body. Amy lay limp beneath him, her body shuddering through a helpless, pain filled orgasm. Barry splashed his cum into the cup of her navel, the already scummy valley between her tits, across her collarbones and onto her throat. He lowered his aim and pumped his thick jism right into the mouth of her puffy pussy, watching as his cam struck her cunt lips and drooled slowly down her crotch.

Through it all, Amy lay limp beneath him, climaxes rattling through her body. She was still cumming. She wondered now if she'd ever stop, but it was exhaustion that ruled her now. She was tired and hurt and humiliated more completely than she guessed anyone had ever been before.

She was never going to be able to forget what had happened here today, never going to be the same woman who'd walked through the door so many hours ago. The idea of a safe marriage to a rich man she could easily dominate seemed strange to her now. Had she ever wanted that? She realized that she could no longer live without more of this brutal, painful sex.

"Oh, you sweet bitch!" Barry groaned. He sat his softening cock on the pouting lips of Amy's soiled pussy. "I fucking wish we could make her our pet, too. Hell, Glen, then maybe you and me could be roomies full time."

"Hurry up and piss on her," Glen answered, his voice throaty with lust. He ground his spasming cock deep in Candy's tight, clutching cunt. "I'm almost ready to shoot."

"Just consider it," Barry persisted, then he turned back to Amy. "Okay, bitch. Time to show you what you're good for."

He began to piss, but this time Amy knew it was coming. His piss arched up high over her body. At first it reached all the way to her mouth and chin. She tasted his piss and noted that somehow it was saltier than Candy's had been. Her body began to move again, shaking with humiliation and writhing with excitement at this new defilement.

Barry sprayed her whole body with his piss, aiming high so that it cascaded down over the whole length of her slender, satiny body. Her tits, her flat little stomach, her arms, and finally, as his piss stream weakened, even her pussy were drenched. By the time he shook the last drops of piss off on her thigh, Amy was soaked in piss.

"Oh, fuck!" Candy groaned, humping against Glen's body even more frantically now, staring down at the fouled mess of Amy's slim body. "Cum, lover. Give me some cock juice to fuck on."

"Fuck, yes!" Glen groaned. He was staring at Amy, too. "Take it, Candy suck every drop up that hot fucking cunt."

Amy stared back at them, her legs thrashing slowly across the sodden carpet. Her hands moved back down to her hot, leaking cunt as Glen spilled his jism into Candy's twitching pussy. She wanted Glen's cock so much. She wanted Candy's cunt so much. She came twice before her cousins parted. Then she came again as Candy slid away from Glen's straining body and turned toward her.

"What about it, teeny tits? You want to eat me out now?" Candy asked. She pointed to her soggy, cum filled cunt. "You want to vacuum all this hot, yummy cum right out of me?"

"Please?" Amy cried, burning with shame. "Please let me!"

"In a second," Glen growled. He stood over her supine form, placing one foot on either side of her head. "I've got something for cousin Amy first."

At first, Amy thought he was going to piss on her, too, but instead he began jacking off, running his hand up and down the huge, wet length of his cock until it stiffened and grew to its full, giant length. He stared down at her with a strange smile on his face. Amy squirmed, knowing that he was going to do something terrible to her.

"Get out right now, you fucking cock tease," he said at last, painting his big cock right down at her pretty face. "Get out of here and go home to your wimp fiance. Nobody's going to stop you you've got my word on that. Now get your stinking ass up and get the fuck out of here, you dead fuck bitch!"

Amy looked up at her cousin with wide, wild eyes. He couldn't mean what he said. There was some trick, some plan he had that would hurt her even more. She didn't think she could take any more pain, any more torture. What was he planning? Hadn't he hurt her enough already? They'd done everything imaginable to humiliate and degrade her. She felt lower than a slave, lower than a whore. Now he had some pin to hurt her even more. Well, she wasn't going to let him. She wasn't going to get up. She wasn't going to try to escape.

"Well, you fucking cock tease, don't you want to go home?" Glen screamed. He aimed his hard cock at her face, dripping his sticky fuck lube down on her parted lips. "Don't you want to get away from us?"

Amy nodded her head, not trusting herself to speak. This was all so strange. Glen was holding his big, sexy prick up over her head, stroking it. Candy was clenching her lush thighs tightly shut so as not to lose a drop of the hot cum that was pooled inside her. All the other men were so quiet, just watching. Something strange was going on. Amy was frightened.

"Then get off your tight ass and get out the fucking door," Glen said. He crouched slightly so that his big prick swayed just inches above her head. Amy's mouth watered and her cunt clenched tight as a fist. "I'll do all my fucking in Candy's sweet pussy from now on."

"Fuck me again right now!" Candy rasped. She rubbed the toe of her high heeled shoe along the lips of Amy's drooling cunt. "Get her the fuck out of here, and then fuck me right up the ass. Then I'll give you the hottest blow job you've ever had."

"Sounds great," Glen said with a sigh, rubbing the palm of his hand over the fat head of his cock. "Go on, bitch, get the fuck out of here!"

"No!" Amy shrieked. Candy had forced half her foot inside Amy's cunt now. The smell of Glen's hot cock and the feel of the cool leather in her hot, creamy pussy was driving her out of her mind. "No, I don't want to go! I don't want the fucking tape. I want your cock, Glen. I want all your fucking cocks, and I want her pussy. Fuck me, please fuck me! Hurt me, fuck me, hurt me, please!"

"Stay now, pig, and you stay for good," Candy snapped, driving her foot all the way back to her six inch heel in Candy's clasping cunt. "Stay now and you break your engagement and become our little pussy piece of shit whore. Stay now and you're our fucking pig for as long as we decide we want you."

"Yes!" Amy wailed, her mind coming unglued. It would be terrible, a living hell, but she knew it was the only thing for her. "I want to be your little pig, I want to be your whore. Fuck me! Oh, please fuck me and hurt me and make me cum!"

"Right!" Candy screamed, and she crammed her whole foot up inside Amy's stretching, agonized cunt, heel and all.

Amy arched up off the floor, her body frozen by the sudden terrible pain.

Barry began to whip Amy across her stomach with the leather strap. He sliced her flesh with the whistling leather, leaving angry red stripes across her flat, satiny stomach. Amy screamed in agony. She floundered helplessly under the sea of pain they had suddenly immersed her in. And then Glen started cumming, splatting her face with his thick, heavy cock cream. She went right over the edge.

"More!" she screamed. "More!"

Her body gyrated in wild, spastic circles. Her face, pelted by Glen's heavy, sloppy jism, whipped from side to side. Her long hair splayed out around her body and spit ran freely from her mouth. Her eyes were glazed. Ropes of cum covered her panting face, looped over the bridge of her nose, slanted across her parted lips, slid down her checks.

Candy slammed her foot deep inside Amy's torn pussy and twisted it inside her. Barry was flaying her alive. He beat her heaving tits and downy stomach raw with the vicious strap. Amy's body vibrated with the awful pain. She felt as though she was about to explode. No body could take all of this, at once.

"More!" she screeched, choking on some of Glen's cum that slid into her mouth. "More!"

"More?" Glen asked, laughing at her. "Okay, you stupid slut. We'll give you some more."

Glen turned, squatting, and for an instant Amy thought he wanted her to lick his asshole. She raised her head, opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue to do her job. Only then did she see his ass pucker and something dark brown begin to push through.

"Chew on this, Amy, you stuck up bitch!" he growled. "You say you want more, cousin? Well, we can think of things more that'll drive you right out of your slutty little mind!"

Amy felt like she was out of her mind already when Glen's first turd plopped on her pretty face. It was wet and heavy and it stuck to her right cheek over her full lips and along her long, straight nose. Amy had to fight to keep from throwing up, but she came, too, her cunt clamping so tightly that it almost stopped the brutal kicking of Candy's foot in her pussy.

The second soft brown turd landed on her forehead. Amy could feel its stickiness matting down her eyebrows. He was covering her face in his shit, Amy thought wildly, and this was the life she had pleaded to have. She came again at the shame of what was happening. And then the third turd dropped, and this one fell right on top of her nose and covered one eye. All she could smell was the thick musk of his shit.

"One more, cousin," Glen groaned. One last thick clump of shit slapped down over her tightly shut mouth. "How you like that, cousin? It's just the start, you know. We haven't done anything to you yet."

Amy shuddered and came at his words. Candy pulled her foot from Amy's bald, sloppy cunt and Barry stopped flailing her tender body.

"Now, bitch," Glen said with a laugh, "get ready for some mud pies!"

He pulled his long, limp prick up and began pissing in her face. His hot piss turned the shit wet, made it stick harder to Amy's fouled face. Amy had to shut her other eye. She began to twist and jerk on the floor as Glen's piss turned her face into a swampy mire of slime. Her cunt was burning hot.

"Take it, cunt!" Candy said with a giggle. She kicked Amy viciously in her ribs. "You fucking sludge whore! You slag cunt!"

Amy couldn't breathe with the mixture of pissy shit covering her face. It washed up into her nose and leaked down into her mouth. She was certain she was going to suffocate. She didn't even care if she died anymore. Both Candy and Barry were kicking her now, driving their feet against her stomach and tits and ass and thighs. And she was cumming, her tortured body squirming with lust and pain and humiliation.

Finally, Glen stopped pissing and Candy and Barry stopped kicking her. They left Amy alone, her face a musky mess of shit and piss and cum.

"Okay, Amy," Glen said. His voice seemed to come from a very long way away. "Now lick yourself clean. Get every bit of it off you, and swallow every drop."

"And do it quick, cousin," Candy commanded. "I'm getting tired of holding all this jizz up inside me."

"And some of the guys are getting horny again," Barry said. "And to tell the truth, I've got to take a wicked shit, myself."

Amy knew she was theirs now. She belonged to them, body and soul, and she would for as long as they wanted her.

Thinking of all the suffering and fucking still ahead of her for the night, Amy slipped her tongue from her mouth and began to lick her shitty face clean.