Stepmother in ropes

CHAPTER SEVEN

Lynn was left alone by her stepsons for a few days.

It puzzled her. Were they tired of her already? How could that be? she thought. They had only been fucking her two days, tying her up and fucking her against her will.

They were gone a lot, too, and she had been expecting calls constantly to get them out of trouble. She was also expecting to be abused at any moment, to have them sneak up on her, grab her when she least expected it, then tie her up a some lewd, helpless position and abuse her.

She had mixed emotions. On one hand she wanted them stay away from her, but on the other hand she found she missed the things they had done to her.

Then, a few days later, as she came down the stairs, her stepsons grabbed her swiftly by her arms.

"I thought… come on, guys," she said. "Enough is enough. Please, don't start it all over again."

Ignoring her, she was taken into the den. Worried, she looked about, wondering if they had arranged some unseen methods of torture in the den, but the room was dim, the drapes pulled over the double sliding doors.

Tony turned her arm loose and flicked the light switch.

Lynn saw what they had done, and her eyes went wide. She cringed against Billy's restraining hand.

"No! God, no!"

In the center of the floor, they had somehow secured an enormous rubber cock to it. A foot or or so on each side were hooks embedded into the floor. The rubber cock was really huge, larger than her husband's cock. It was, or looked to be, a good foot long, with an intricately shaped head that looked real.

Billy removed his belt from his pants, a leather belt with a lethal-looking buckle. He swung it around in a threatening manner.

Tony came back to stand at his brother's side.

"What are you going to do?" she asked, her voice shaking with fear, gazing at the rubber cock. "Don't hurt me, please. I haven't done anything to you guys. Don't hurt me."

"We won't, Lynn," Billy said, swinging the belt around menacingly. "But only if you do exactly as we tell you. You mind what we say, and you won't get hurt."

Lynn shivered, once again controlled by two teenaged boys with sadistic desires. It was a world of insanity, a world she never thought existed. No one had ever wanted to hurt her or abuse her in such fiendish ways. But she had never known anyone like Billy and Tony, either.

"Are you gonna do what we tell you?" Billy asked, tapping the belt lightly against her ass. "We're not gonna wait all day for your answer."

Lynn shut her eyes, holding her head down shame, her fists clenched at her hips. Biting her lips, she nodded.

"That ain't good enough, cunt," Billy said, hitting her ass hard. "You gotta tell us not just move your fucking head!"

"Yes," Lynn whispered softly.

"You wanna get hurt bad?" Billy demanded.

"God, no!"

"You gonna do what we say, then?"

"Yes," she gasped.

"Make her do it now, Billy," Tony urged. "She's gotta promise first," Billy said, swinging his belt against Lynn's ass, hard enough to sting.

"I do," Lynn murmured, flinching, her ass cheeks clutching from the slight pain.

"Do what?" Billy said in a harsh voice, swinging the leather belt above her straining tits.

"Ohhh, don't, please!" Lynn moaned. Billy lashed out at her tits.

Her tits stung, especially her nipples that had taken the brunt of the belt.

"I-I promise. Oh, God, I promise!"

"You're learning, Lynn," Billy said, pleased.

The belt continued to flick about, threateningly. From lowered eyelashes, Lynn watched it warily, anticipating another blow.

"Squat down right where you are, bitch," Billy said.

Lynn sank slowly, her knees bending, her head still lowered in passive shame. She squatted, her knees together, the hem of her skirt covering her feet.

"Pull your fucking dress back, cunt," Billy snarled and swung the belt against her knees. "Pull your skirt way back to your ass!"

Her hands shook as she obeyed, refusing to look up at Billy. Her long thighs were exposed as she pulled her skirt to her waist.

"Open your fucking knees, cocksucker!"

Lynn spread her knees, but not wide enough to suit Billy. The belt crashed down on her sensitive flesh, and she quickly widened her knees. The crotch of bet panties was exposed.

Then she hung her head in shame, something Billy didn't like.

"Sit up straight, asshole!" he demanded. "Sit up straight and make your tits stick out. And don't try to close your eyes; you gotta keep them open and look at us."

Lynn straightened her back, arching her shapely tits out, nipples straining. She remembered that she had not put a bra on this morning, something she never failed to do previously. She glanced at her tits, seeing her nipples swell against her light, cotton blouse. Her face flamed with shame, yet she was acutely aware that her cunt was starting to throb and pulsate and that the tight crotch of her panties was starting to become moist as her pussy seeped.

"Keep your knees wide, fuck face," Billy said, reaching down to open her blouse. He didn't open the buttons, but grabbed her blouse and jerked. Buttons snapped and rolled to the floor, and her tits stood out, beautifully naked, her nipples painfully swollen.

A few feet from her, Tony had pulled his cock from his pants. He wasn't touching it, but letting it stand up in hardness. Lynn gazed at his cock. She wanted it, wanted Tony's cock inside her cunt, fucking her, or in her mouth so she could suck it, taste his young, sweet cum again. She wanted to crawl to him, on her hands and knees, take it between her lips.

"Stick your finger up your cunt, Lynn," Billy said, trying to drape his belt around her nipple. "We wanna see you fingerfuck your hairy cunt."

This was almost the most humiliating thing they had forced upon her. The worst was pissing on her. Now she was being forced to stimulate her own cunt, perform lewdly for their pleasure. She had no choice but to obey. Sliding the crotch of her panties to one side, revealing her cunt, Lynn moved her other hand down and beneath her ass.

Billy and Tony giggled when she slipped her finger into her cunt. For a moment Lynn just sat there in her lewd position, finger inside her pussy. Then she slowly worked her finger in and out. She wanted to close her eyes, try to hide in some way, but she was, afraid to close them, afraid of that belt Billy continued to hold in his hand.

Her pussy clutched at her thrusting finger, and she began to feel a throb of pleasure. Lynn felt disgusted with herself, yet the sensation of erotic, shameful pleasure was starting to warm her almost-naked body. She moved her finger faster, making soft sounds.

"Fuck that hot cunt, Lynn," Billy snorted, his eyes glowing as he watched. "That's the only fuck you're gonna get… your finger!"

"Stick your finger in your mouth!" Tony said, excited enough to squirm. "Suck on your finger, Lynn!"

The pink color on her face turned brighter, almost a fiery red now. Her eyes took on a glazed expression, but she pulled her finger out of her cunt and lifted it to her mouth. She hesitated only a moment, then plunged the slippery finger into her mouth, sucking it. The hot, creamy taste of her cunt coated her tongue. She sucked at the finger a moment, then was told to put it in her pussy again.

"You can stand up now," Billy said, "and take your panties off."

Thinking they were going to fuck her, Lynn stood and rolled her tight panties down. She clutched them in her fist, waiting for more directions.

"Now your skirt," Billy said.

Lynn stood naked before them, wearing her blouse, but it flapped open, showing her tits. She was told to turn around, and she did.

"Show us your asshole," Tony said in a thick voice. "I wanna see your fucking asshole."

Lynn leaned over, arching her rounded ass, pulling her creamy asscheeks apart. She couldn't see them now, and she closed her eyes.

"Stick a finger in your asshole!"

Lynn couldn't stop the shaking of her body. All it did was excite the two boys more than they already were, she knew. She had to obey them. If she didn't, her ass was in a very exposed position for that dangerous belt.

She moved a fingertip over her puckered asshole, then pressed it inside gingerly, moaning softly with a mild pain, but more with humiliation. She held her finger deeply inside her tight asshole, hoping she would not have to fuck her asshole with it.

"You can turn around now."

She opened her eyes as she turned, her fingers slipping out of her asshole.

"Suck your finger now," Billy said in an evil way, his eyes glowing in perversity.

"Oh, not that!" she said, horrified with the idea.

The belt swung, slapping her thigh hard. She yelped in pain and quickly shoved her finger to her mouth, revulsion burning her face. She shivered as the finger that had been up her ass entered her mouth.

Billy had taken his cock out of his pants, too, and she stared at the hardness of both pricks, trying to concentrate on them instead of this vile act she was forced to do. Yet, there was a response between her thighs. Her cunt was burning now, thoroughly wet, the juices running down her thighs.

She felt the heat of burning shame flow down from her face, her neck and tits, hot with degradation. I'll suck my fingers suck the juice of my pussy… the taste of my asshole, when they make me do it. I'd… oh, dear God! I'd suck a cunt if they shoved my face into it! I'm so disgusting, such a shameless piece of shit!

"Sit on that rubber cook," Billy said, indicating the brutal-looking thing on the floor. "Sit down on it and stay there."

Lynn looked at the huge dildo fearfully. It would tear her cunt apart, she thought wildly. It would rip her pussy to pieces, but she had to do it. She stepped over the object, slowly lowering her ass. At their instructions, she had to keep her back straight and hold her tits at the same time.

She felt the head of the rubber cock touch her cunt. She stopped moving, looking at them with pleading, tearful eyes.

"Do it, you cocksucking cunt!" Billy screamed. "Use your hands, if you have to, to spread your cunt, but that's all you use them for."

Lynn parted the hair-rimmed lips of her cunt and slowly eased her pussy onto the rubber cock.

"Oouch, it hurts!" she moaned.

"Shut up, and fuck that cock, bitch!"

Lynn's face contorted with agony as she took more and more of the enormous rubber cock into her cunt. Her pussy stretched widely, more than ever in her life. The pain was searing, tearing through her cunt like a dull knife.

The boys watched her with glazed eyes, their expressions showing cruel pleasure, their cocks throbbing from their pants. Tony had lifted his balls out, too, and Lynn stared at them.

Tears came to her eyes as she took more of that huge cock into her cunt. The tears were from the pain, not from any sense of shame now. Her cunt hurt, hurt terribly. Yet she kept moving it down onto the hard, rubber prick. She was squatting with her knees wide, unable to go down any farther.

"That's enough!" she sobbed. "I can't take any more! Oh, it buns! Please, let me get up!" They didn't respond, but came to her and tied her hands to the hooks at each side of her hips.

Once secured, Lynn made a feeble attempt to lift her ass; she could move it no more than an inch. She was securely impaled on the cock, her wrists unable to move. Groans escaped her mouth as the pain kept burning through her tormented cunt.

Her eyes started to close, but Billy flicked the end of his belt at her tits, making them sting.

"Keep your fucking eyes open and look at us, you cunt-face bitch!"

About half of that thick rubber cock was in her pussy, and it felt as if her body was being split in two, starting with her pussy. Excruciating pain seared every part of her flesh.

When the two boys began to fondle their cocks as they watched her misery, Lynn felt a… bit better. Seeing them jacking those hard cocks helped her a bit. In fact, the pain inside her thoroughly stretched cunt began to feel better, almost good.

Tony came to her. He ripped her thin blouse from her body, tossing it across the room. He stood behind her, rubbing his cock through her hair and leaning over to squeeze her tits. Lynn moved her head, twisting it, feeling Tony's cock against her head, sliding between her shoulder and neck. The heat of his cock felt good to her.

Billy stood in front of her, his cock looked as hard as the artificial one stuffed into her cunt. He had his fist around his prick tightly, pumping back and forth slowly Lynn licked her lips, her head moving toward Billy's cock, her lips opening.

But Billy pulled away from her.

"No, you're not gonna suck my cock yet," he taunted, letting her lips touch the head of his prick.

When she snaked her tongue out, he pulled away, but not too far. He allowed her to lick the very tip of his cock, wiping away the seeping fluids on his piss hole. She strained to get her lips around his prick, and she would have fallen on her face if her wrists had not been tied. She arched as close to Billy's cock as she could.

"Please, Billy," she pleaded. "Let me have it in my mouth. Let me suck it for you."

"You got a cock already, cunt." He grinned wickedly down at her.

"You got a big rubber cock in your cunt, that's all the cock you need."

"It isn't!" she moaned. "I need a real cock, Billy! Please, let me off this horrible thing! You can do whatever you want with me, but with a real cock, please!"

His fist moved on his prick, enjoying the way she begged, enjoying the idea of a thick rubber cock up her pussy, tied to it for as long as he and Tony desired.

Tony was rubbing his cock against her neck and though her hair, his fingers digging painfully into her tender tits.

Lynn began to cry, crying with frustration and pain and humiliation, crying with shame, with her need for them, their cocks, the lewdness of it… and the pleasure of it all, too.

"I-I have to use the bathroom," she gasped.

"So piss, who gives a fuck?" Billy said. "Piss on the fucking floor for all I care."

Lynn gasped. "I will. I'll piss on the floor. Turn me loose and let me up, and I'll do it."

"Naw, you gotta piss right where you are." Tony moved from behind her, his cock straining. "Yeah, Lynn. If you gotta piss, you gotta do it our way."

Lynn's shame deepened. It was degrading to have someone watching her piss. But she felt the need to piss strongly. Her cunt felt as if it were being sliced in half, and she had to piss, and she was even more embarrassed to piss in front of them.

"Piss, cunt!" Billy said, standing next to his brother, both of them staring between her spread knees at her cock-stuffed cunt. "Piss right now or I'll beat your fucking tits with my belt!"

Fearing the pain of the belt more than shame, Lynn began to strain, trying to piss. The thick thing in her cunt seemed to prevent it, but she strained more, and a trickle of piss came from her cunt. That seemed to let the flood start, and golden piss spurted from her pussy, splashing across the floor and pooling at her feet. She thought she would die with shame and she even made an attempt to stop pining but failed.

Billy and Tony gazed hotly, watching her piss, stroking their cocks again.

Before she finished pissing, both Billy and Tony arched their cocks forward, squirting come into her face. Lynn groaned as the hot come splashed about her face, her eyes, lips and even into her hair. She opened her mouth, trying to catch some of the thick come on her tongue, but they made sure she didn't.

Her cunt, no longer pissing, suddenly clutched at the thickness of the rubber cock, squeezing it as a boiling orgasm shot through her. She moaned loudly, raising her cumedrenched face toward the ceiling, her ass trying to wiggle from side to side.

"Ohhhh!" she wailed, shivering with the ecstatic convulsions attacking her cunt. "You made me cum! You made me cum!"

Her face was soaked in cum juice, her tongue trying to taste it, but that was impossible. Her cunt clutched tightly around the thick, artificial cock, her asshole tightening. The orgasm burned through her until she thought it would never stop. She wailed and yelped and gurgled, come juice rolling down her face, dripping on her tits.

She wasn't even aware when Billy moved behind her or that Tony was holding his cock up to her face. The stinging of their piss popped her eyes open. Billy was pissing into her hair and across her shoulders. Tony was sending a stream of hot piss into her face and over her tits.

Her orgasms intensified, making her body shudder and glow. Her cunt was caught up in a storm of orgasms. She was growing weak, yet she was impaled deeply by the rubber cock, unable to sit down or pull up.

She was relieved when it was over. She didn't think she could take any more orgasms. Her cunt ached from so many, and her pussy was so sensitive now, it hurt.

Billy pulled the drapes wide from the double glass doors, flooding the den with sunlight.

"What are you…"

"We've gotta do some things, but you're gonna stay right here with your new cock up your cunt."

"But what if s-someone sees me?" she asked in panic.

"If any one asks for you, we'll send them around back to the patio," Tony laughed.

"Oh, please!" Lynn moaned. "Don't you dare… they'll see me like this!"

"That's the idea," Billy said.