Trained, chained cousins

Chapter 10

Abbey sat cross-legged in front of the helpless de-programmer. She was humming a tune, half paying attention to the man's helpless cries while tracing her fingers along her injured thigh, carefully avoiding the burned spot. Septillian had told her to wait for him while he went and got her younger cousin.

"For God's sake! You're not tied up or anything. What they did to you you can turn around! Abbey. Listen to me. Your aunt couldn't believe you and your cousin could have fallen for this kind of crap.”

Crap? Abbey shook her head, smiling dreamily up at the roped, handsome young man. She wouldn't call what she'd been through crap. Oh no. There had been too much substance, too much pain to endure to call it something as silly as simply crap.

"Let me go!”

"I can't do something like that without asking Brother Septillian and… ”

“Don't make me laugh," Doug said.

He had been roped well by the brothers. Two rough-hewn posts with the bark still on them were planted in the stone floor. A cross bar connected the two. Having been completely stripped, the young blond man had been draped over the crosspiece, his hands tied together and roped to the wood while his ankles had been fastened with metal cuffs to the upright posts.

"Your beloved brothers are nothing but a couple of freaky con men from San Francisco who hit on a cult thing. They're having their jollies and making money at the same time. Wait till they hit your folks up for contributions! That's their nice way of saying blackmail to keep your pictures out of the papers. I know what goes on there.”

"So what?”

Abbey couldn't believe she was refusing this man's help. Hours ago she would have jumped at the chance of escaping. But now… now all she could think of was the intense pleasure she'd experienced under the two brothers.

"Owwww!" Doug groaned, his flesh tearing against the rough bark.

"Oh, I'm sorry there's so much pain. But you'll get used to it," Abbey said, pushing the long brown hair from her eyes. "They gave me a brand… see, right here!”

She unfolded one leg and pointed to the dark, red area. Doug made a face, turning away.

"It's not very pretty now," she conceded. "But the experience was something else.”

There was a commotion outside and the door burst open. Betty stumbled in, tears streaking her face. She collapsed on the floor, her hands sprawling out in front of her. Sobbing, the girl began crawling toward her cousin, her fingers outstretched, trembling.

"Oh Betty, did they… ”

"Oh God… ”

The two girls hugged one another tightly while Dog tried desperately to get them to untie him. Geronimus stepped into the room with a satisfied smirk on his face. Septillian moved up behind him, closing the thick door softly.

"We meet again. Only this time you're not sneaking behind buildings and stealing away my converts," Geronimus said.

"He can't, not the way some of the brothers roped him. We oughtta brand him like we did the girls!" said Septillian.

"I've got another idea. Why don't we let the sisters, you know, initiate him? What a trip that'd be, right brother?”

Doug pulled at the ropes, watching the two girls sobbing together. He had started to sweat.

"You cock-suckers! You Goddamned fuckers! I'll get you for this!" he cried out.

Geronimus smiled, moving down to the helpless de-programmer and curling his fingers into a fist. He cuffed Doug hard, his knuckles bruising the young man's face. The blow was so strong that Doug's head snapped to one side.

"Go on home and eat your mother's cunt. That's what little fags like you wanna do all the time!”

He smiled, wiping away the small trickle of blood that was oozing from one corner of Doug's injured mouth.

"Sister Abbey, over here.”

When Abbey hesitated, Geronimus turned around and kicked her in the belly. The girl let out a whooshing sound, grabbing her belly and flying backward away from her hysterically sobbing cousin. Curling up, Abbey drew her knees up to her chin, gasping for air.

"When I tell you to do something, you do it!”

Abbey nodded her head, rolling around slowly to her knees and standing up shakily. She moved around and faced Brother Geronimus.

"Here, piss on this," he ordered, handing the young teen a long red scarf.

Abbey took the garment, staring questioningly at him. But she knew she had better do as he said. Squatting slightly, turning from the men and feeling her cheeks burning, the girl urinated freely on the scarf. She felt the hot oily piss trickling over the material, soaking through and wetting her fingers. Betty watched open-mouthed.

"Good, very good," Geronimus said as he took the scarf and halved it, turning to face Doug.

"You stink. But you don't stink as much as you're going to.”

With that he took the garment and shoved it into the de-programmer's mouth. Doug groaned, coughing and choking as the smell-reached his flaring nostrils.

Abbey found herself smiling, watching with some delight as the big handsome stud struggled against his bonds and the center post. Yes, she could really understand what he was going through-the thrill and helplessness of S amp;M.

"Unnnnhhhffffff!”

And what was more interesting was the way his cock was swinging out, getting very long and very thick and hard. Abbey found herself staring at it with a kind of joy and delight. Could she fuck again tonight? She was exhausted, drained of all will. And yet… and yet watching this helpless man with a hard-on stirred something inside her.

"You're going to feel pain you deserve, you Goddamned mother-fucker! You practically closed us down here," Geronimus said, kicking the de-programmer.

"Yeah, almost had the cops nosin' around here. Good thing we had those pics and sent copies to the girls' folks. They shut up fast, especially when they had a good shot of their daughters suckin' his cock while they was all roped up that way.”

"Yeah. And it was sure obvious they was havin' a good time doing it.”

"Abbey, take this and show Doug here just what we do to sneaks. Hit him with it the way we've taught you,” Geronimus said as he handed the girl a baseball bat.

"Hit them!" Betty cried, her face dotted with perspiration as the girl took the bat and fondled it. "Hit them and get us out of here!”

"I couldn't do that," Abbey said, her fingers tightening around the wood. "They taught me something very important about myself.”

Abbey moved around, raising her arm, then bringing the club down hard on Doug's muscular ass.

"Obviously, we haven't worked hard enough on that one," Geronimus said, nodding in Betty's direction.

"Later. Now, we have this," answered Brother Septillian.

"Mfffffffff!" Doug moaned through the piss-stained scarf, his body jerking from the awful blow.

Abbey could see the way his cock was bobbing with the jerking. She raised the club again and again, slapping it hard against his asscheeks, watching them redden. She smiled, feeling a hot stirring in her body. So she could give pain as well as receive it. That was a satisfying bit of knowledge. The girl tightened her grip once more, bring the weapon down just to one side of his lower spine. Doug let out a howl of horrified pain, his prick jerking up.

"Try to fuck us up again, eh?”

Abbey noticed that droplets of pre-cum were oozing from his piss-slit and she saw how red his asscheeks were. He was excited, as aroused as she had been when the two cult leaders had whipped and beaten her. The girl wondered if this sort of reaction to pain was universal. Did everyone react this way?

Doug moaned as the heat from his beaten ass shot up and pounded in his head. Abbey stopped the beating for a second, leaning against the posts.

"Fuck his ass with that thing. Come on, show us what a fag he is!”

Doug whipped his head around, staring hatefully at the young teen. Abbey grinned, almost giggling as she thought about what she was going to do. Turning the bat around the girl shoved the blunt end into Doug's ass, watching with some amusement as his legs kicked out against the thongs.

"That's it, fuck him with the mother!”

Abbey laughed with the others, pumping the club into his ass while Doug screamed through the piss-stained scarf. Betty was moaning, covering her face again with both hands.

After some time Geronimus took the bat from Abbey, knocking her to one side. He drew closer to Doug, the young de-programmer helplessly moaning while more pre-cum seethed from his hot piss-slit.

"You see how easy it is, Doug? You see how you can fall into this kind of trap? We don't force this kind of thing on people. They join of their own free will-after we've shown them the path. Now, wouldn't you like to get back at this girl who did this to you?”

Abbey trembled, seeing in a flash she and her cousin had been set up.

"Of course, she's a little dirty from the workout. But a few pails full of water will clean her up. She and her cousin will be perfect, don't you think?”

Doug stared back at Abbey, revenge in his eyes. The two men untied him, loosening the ropes around his wrists, then moving down to his ankles. When Geronimus pulled the piss-soaked scarf from his mouth, Doug sputtered angrily, wiping his lips with the back of one hand.

"I'll kill that little bitch!”

"We don't go that far here. But you'll have your chance to have revenge. Come on, let's clean up these two, like slopping the hogs.”

They left Doug seething in the building, dragging the two girls mutely outside and whirling them around to the side of the house. Geronimus picked up a garden hose while Septillian turned it on, spraying both women with a blast of cold water. Abbey squealed, feeling her skin tighten around her bones. Geronimus played the water up and down, splashing the icy stream over her tits, then her ass. Both men laughed as the shrieking girls slipped on the mud and fell on their faces. Squirming in the filth, they managed to reach a grassy area and climb up.

Geronimus sprayed the rest of the mud from their bodies, cleaning off the cum and sweat that had caked on their flesh.

"Now we get ready to introduce another member to our cult. Three in one night. That's almost a record, Brother Septillian.”

Septillian smiled, his cock wagging as he grabbed the trembling Abbey and shoved her back in the room. Geronimus had Betty in tow, hauling the sobbing blonde teen back into the building.