Chapter 12
Janice Danfield had found herself unable to take her eyes off the big Cuban's boldly exposed penis as he paraded himself around his captives after Juan and Antonio had left. She knew what they were doing to her mother, or could guess, from the sporadic coughed screams and moans that came from the dark thicket beyond the slight rise at her left. Once, when the moon was clear and unobstructed by the fleecy tropical clouds that blew past, she was certain she could see their shadowy outlines, one of them kneeling at her mother's rear, wildly bucking as if he were riding a steer. And she could hear their muffled laughs and jokes as they reveled in the total debasement of her very own mother. Yet, somehow, none of that was real to her. It was far away, as if in another world somewhere, and none of it seemed as real and as ominous as this man right here. Rafael had his eyes on her, that she could be certain of, and his cold, relentless gaze never let up as she twisted and squirmed, still bound, beneath his vicious, calculating appraisal. She wished she had on more clothes, more besides these shorts that barely covered her panties and left her long legs bare and open to his stares, and this tiny jersey top that showed clearly the outlines of her breasts and even the tiny pert peaks of her nipples as they hardened shamelessly under his hungry appraisal. God, how she wished she'd dressed more sensibly! But how could she have known!?
Rafael had eagerly, openly eyed her for an eternity, pausing only to close his eyes as he sniffed another tiny spoonful of white powder into his nostrils and when his gaze returned, she could feel the change in his eyes, now gleaming with a reddish glow that was only half from the reflection of the smoldering fire. She could sense in some sort of extra-sensory way what was coming for her. And yet, strangely, she wasn't as frightened of it as she had expected to be. It was terrifying, of course, to even imagine that these men might do something to her like they were at this moment doing to her mother, but she wasn't as shaken by the thought as she might have been. Something was tempering her thoughts, tampering with her fears and apprehensions, something as powerful and deliberate as any drug, yet nothing had entered her body. She didn't know it yet, but young Janice Danfield, sixteen and innocent, was about to discover that this gnawing warmth in her very guts, this same sensation she had felt, with shame, when she and Danny were watching the Cuban girl being raped, was about to become the most important part of her very soul!
She hadn't believed her own ears at first, as if it was all a bad dream, but then, when he repeated his command, she knew it was for real.
Vaguely, as if recalling some remembered event from the distant past, she remembered her father's protests, his look of abject horror and sickening fear. She even remembered the look on Danny's face, a look like that of his father, only it was different. It was as if somehow Danny's face was only a mask, and beneath it lay another face, another expression.
"Take your clothes off, little girl, or I'll do it for you!" Raphael growled, repeating his order.
Janice looked nervously around, standing now, freed by the Cuban of her bonds. She was ashamed to look at her father and brother, and when she glanced at Maria, the girl only looked away and quietly left them, disappearing into the thicket beyond.
She grabbed the bottom of her pullover top and tugged it off her lithe young body, revealing her tightly clinging nylon bra. It was sheer and gauze-like, and through the fine material, Rafael could see her succulent young titties as clearly as if she was wearing nothing. Her soft pink nipples crowned the firm, ripening mounds, and through his eyes they were the most tempting twin morsels on earth. The cocaine was starting to take effect now, and he wanted this magnificent little creature more than anything. She was tastily appealing, like a sweet dessert after an excellent meal, and now he wanted her naked.
Rafael licked his lips as his eyes feasted on Janice's firm, proud girlish breasts, the pert coral-pink aureoles in whose centers there arose the dainty, jutting buds of her nipples. She fumbled nervously with the straps and hooks and then freed her young breasts from their restraint, letting it fall to the ground, leaving her half-naked with the small peach-like swellings of her virgin breasts exposed to their eyes. She caught one furtive glance at her father and brother from the corner of her eyes before she looked away, too humiliated to face them. Emory Danfield hung his head in beaten defeat, sobbing quietly to himself, unable to bring himself to even look at this horrible degradation his lovely young daughter was being forced into. But was it her imagination, or did Danny suddenly look away when her eyes caught his? Was he, like Rafael, staring at her hungrily, or was it only a fleeting fantasy?
Danny had tried to look down respectfully, but he couldn't keep his eyes off his ripening kid sister, even for a minute. He'd been away so much at school these last three, years that she was more like a friend to him anyway than a sister, and he couldn't get the memory of that day he watched her in her bedroom, fondling and caressing herself like some sex goddess just coming of age. And now he was seeing it all again!
"Now the shorts ... and hurry!" Rafael's voice was thick and slurred from the cumulative effects of the cocaine and wine and he looked about to collapse at any moment. But again the trembling, half-naked teenager obeyed, unbuttoning her shorts and stooping to push them down over her long bare legs until they reached her ankles and she stepped out of them, leaving them there on the sand. Now all she had remaining were the thin nylon panties which clung tightly against the prominent swell of her soft pubic mound; through the crotchband of the panties the Cuban could see the vague outline of her triangle of sparse dark pussy hair.
"Everything!" Rafael pointed to her one last protective garment, her thin panties and Janice began to cry softly as she slowly and with trembling fingers pulled down the flimsy nylon veil that hid her naked innocence. Immediately, she clapped a hand over her unguarded pussy and crooked her elbow so that her other arm covered the vulnerable, quivering nakedness of her firm, young breasts. She could see her older brother from the corner of her eye, staring incredulously now, seemingly without shame, as his gaze locked on this rare and erotic spectacle.
Janice was sobbing so hard she could hardly see, and her father was reduced to just an occasional dry, heaving gasp now and then as he wallowed piteously in his anguish, unable to stop this nightmare, helpless to assume his time-tempered role of protector and guardian of his daughter's innocence.
The young teenager's eyes suddenly returned to Rafael, and to the incredible happening that was taking place before her very eyes. His sex thing, that frightening, rubbery penis she had seen moments ago dangling from his pants, was now hard and fully erect like the bowsprit of a ship jutting out from his loins, long and stiff and so big! She froze suddenly in her tracks as he looked at her menacingly and took one cautious step in her direction. Janice was only vaguely aware of a movement behind her.
Maria had returned to the campsite, her mind reeling with a million thoughts, a million plans. It took her a moment to realize what had happened in her absence — the young Danfield girl was naked, and Rafael's huge erection left no doubt what he planned for the innocent child. No, she told herself, this can't be! It is one thing for these animals to vent their filthy desires with me, or even with the woman, for she is at feast able to live with this. But not this young girl! She's hardly more than a child!
But Maria knew there was little chance of reasoning with Rafael in this state; she could see the look of hate and sadistic lust in his eyes and she knew it was hopeless to beg for the girl's safety. No, that was too much to ask ... but maybe there was a way yet, not a very pretty way, but better than the scar of losing her innocence to this vicious snarling animal better she be raped by a wild dog! Maria knew what she must do ...
"Rafael, you didn't tell me there was entertainment!" she nearly shouted. "It is just like you to save all the fun for yourself. Now I have missed the beginning of the show."
The big dark-skinned Latin looked at her numbly for a moment, confused by this sudden burst of enthusiasm from this woman who had been so quiet and secretive since their little fun-making back at their boat. He eyed her suspiciously, but the cocaine wouldn't let his thoughts congeal; his mind was like soft, shimmering gelatin, flowing and unstructured.
"Sit down, lover, and we will watch together. Ringside seats, no? Just like a couple of rich American pigs out for a night on the town in old Havana." She pushed him back away from the girl and urged him down onto the warm sand; his lips parted as if to speak, but he complied without protest, his eyes mirroring his confusion and distrust, but Maria was fast and alert and she could easily counter any move he might make before he could think it out. "Who shall it be? I think maybe the kid, no? He seems interested enough. Look at that gleam in his eyes. I think he wants some of this for himself."
Emory had looked up at the girl's first words, and now he managed to speak, hoarse cries coming from a man who could have been a bombing victim from the looks of him. "No! You can't mean it! That's unthinkable, you couldn't do such a thing!"
Janice's tears had ceased to flow and she only looked on mutely, terrified beyond belief and utterly confused at this girl's harsh words. How could she, after what they did to her? How could she be like them?
But Maria's suggestion had found a hand-hold in the slippery whirlpool of Rafael's brain and now he had taken up the cry as if it were his own. Suddenly in his own twisted thoughts, there had been no other plan but this one. "Get your clothes off, boy! Your sister is waiting!"
Oh God, it was true! It's really going to happen to me! Danny is going to rape me with that thing of his while they look at us naked like a couple of monkeys in a cage! How can I ever face anyone again ... how can I go on living!?
Maria jumped up and freed young Danny's hands, but the teenager hesitated at the thought of taking his clothes off in front of his sister and these people. Rafael was in no mood for delay, and at the first sign of stalling, he clicked back the hammer of the carbine that lay across his lap and lifted it to a firing position. "Now!"
"Oh, Danny, please ... no!" Janice's eyes were huge and glazed with fear as she tried to conceal her young virginal nakedness with her hands and arms, her ripe little breasts heaving as her chest rose and sank with fear.
"I—I have to, Janice," Danny mumbled, his voice cracking with emotion. "They'll kill us both if we don't do what they say." Deep inside his inner thoughts, he still seriously doubted that they were in that sort of danger, but he knew there was no way out except to obey. His eyes feasted on the ivory nakedness of his lovely younger sister — she was like some teenage model from a women's magazine, fresh and glistening as if she'd just stepped from the shower and was posing for a soap advertisement. He remembered how she'd looked that day he'd accidentally spied on her, playing with herself. And just that thought made him feel a searing flash of pain in his loins as his horny prick sprang up with agonizing rigidity. Slowly, stalling for time, he pulled off his jeans, then took the time to carefully remove his shoes and socks, and finally his shirt. Soon, only his undershorts remained, and he fought with himself to try to still those lustful memories that were echoing in his mind. God, I've got to do something to get rid of this hard-on!
"Hurry it up, kid!" shouted Rafael, and his tone was harsher, less patient and more frightening now. Danny had no choice but to obey, and with a quick tug, bent over at the waist and turned away from his sister and father, he pulled off his undershorts.
"Hey, would you look at that! Man, is he ready!" came the expected cat-call from the Cuban. Janice looked up as her brother turned around and her eyes widened with new fear and amazement. It's so big! It's as long as that man's and nearly as thick! God, he can't put that big thing in me!
But Janice didn't have long to think about it, for Rafael was tired of waiting for his little amusement. "Lie down on the sand there by the fire, girl. On your back, and make it-fast or I’ll shoot you both!"
Janice nervously sank to her knees, then sprawled onto the warm sand, her thighs clutched together, but her hands hopelessly unable to conceal her lovely innocent nakedness now. Danny looked down at her, his eyes falling on the tiny vee-shaped wedge of fluff between her legs, on the long smoothness of her incredibly supple thighs and legs. God, she was beautiful! His own sister, but he couldn't help the way he thought-she was ravishing!
At Rafael's orders, Danny lowered himself to the ground, crouching over his nakedly squirming sister, panting with the agony of his shameful pent-up desires. "I—I've got to do it, Sis," he stammered nervously. "You do understand, don't you?"
"No more words! I'm sick of words!" screamed Rafael, his voice suddenly higher and shriller with his fury. "Fuck her! Fuck her, Goddamn you!"
Emory had looked up, his hands still behind his back, but all he could manage was a hoarse sobbing protest and a futile shake of his head.
Danny pulled open his sister's thighs as she resisted at first, then surrendered, knowing there was no other answer. He pulled them first wide open, then pushed her thighs back against her chest, crushing the soft ripening mounds of her breasts beneath her own knees.
He hated himself for it, but his eyes were sparkling with desire as he sank down onto his naked sister, the head of his eager, youthful prick rutting up into the helplessly upturned crevice of her virginal young cunt with a mind of its own, seeking out the tiny, fear-clenched pink lips of her untried pussy hidden somewhere in the dark fleecy down of her pubic curls. Her thighs squirmed and twisted as she decided at this one last opportunity to resist this awful thing that was happening to her. She croaked a horrified scream that was barely audible, but the eagerness of her much stronger brother was more than a match for her protective defenses and he seemed to come alive as if lighted by a torch as his body touched hers, as his own bare flesh came into lustful, forbidden contact with her innocent girlish nakedness. His prick began to jab vigorously around in the furrow of her pussy until it found its mark and slipped into the tiny hair-lined slit between her moist pink pussy-lips. She felt him rock forward, throwing all his weight behind the battering-ram attack of his eager, rutting cock. A bolt of searing pain shot through her loins as the hard, fleshy pole of masculine dominance began to enter her, then stopped short as the purplish, distended head came up against the warm virginal seal of her maidenhead. "Oh, please, Danny, please, don't ... "
Danny's hands were on her shoulders and his weight forced her down hard and flat against the sand; she could feel the graininess of it in the perspiration-soaked crevice of her buttocks as she involuntarily clenched the firm young cheeks of her ass together to guard her hidden treasure-channel from this sinful assault. But the tightening of her buttocks only heightened her brother's lustful attack as the increased pressure of her vaginal muscles pulled him deeper into her untried pussy slit, pushing aside the warm, trembling walls of her vagina as he entered her inch by inch. She could feel him up inside her! He was so big and huge between her legs! God, it hurt!
Janice's face twisted with horror and pain as she felt her brother's stiff young cock bang up against her fearfully cringing maidenhood and she squirmed and grunted in one last valiant struggle to retain her honor but it was hopeless. As he gruntingly shoved his desire-hardened prick deep into her virginal cleft, she could feel her taut membrane shudder and then, reluctantly, part as his eagerly probing penis channeled deep into her belly, opening up the walls of her vaginal sheath for the very first time as the throbbing, lust-inflated knob of his cock rammed and bullied its way up into her womb. "Aaaaaawwwwwww! Oooohhhhh! Take it out of me, Danny, please, it hurts! It hurts!" she cried shrilly at the agonizing loss of her virginity.
But her brother was lost in the rapturous excitement of her constricting cunt walls against his ripping manhood and with a gasping cry, unable any longer to suppress these hidden, primeval passions that had burned their way out of the recesses of his unconscious and seized control of his strong young body, he seized her with both hands on her chest, his fingers caressing wildly the soft peach-like globes of her tender breasts and forced himself up into her to the very hilt of his thin young cock. Her eyes bulged and glazed over, her face contorted from the horror and the shame as much as the sharp pain. Her nostrils flared as a soulful moan came from deep inside her ravaged nakedness.
Young Danny needed no prodding from the drug-maddened gunman now; his wild, savage thrusts came from a deeper source and he was mindless of the eyes on him as he fucked his beautiful naked sister, relishing the feel, the incredibly wicked sensation, much as a child enjoys the fruit of his forbidden labors. Something inside him had taken over, and he wasn't able to fight it now at all — some animal desire hidden so long in his very genes had surged into command of his thoughts and his body and he was rabid with inflamed lust.
With his overheated state and his painful lack of sexual experience, it wasn't long before he could feel the tide beginning to swell out of his lustfully swollen balls and as a sharp cry escaped his lips, he shuddered visibly again and again as his thick hot sperm flowed in sticky waves, spurting incestuously up into his sister's nakedly squirming belly. She sobbed softly as she felt the warmth of his load searing inside her, sending involuntary shivers through her body as he emptied his balls into the tightly-clutching orifice of her warmly constricting pussy. And with one last shiver, he finished it — one final jerking burst from the end of his prick that spurted up into her womb and sent an electric shudder along the tiny ridges of her spine.
But almost before Danny could pull his deflated, lifeless cock from his own sister's tight grip, Rafael was on his feet and moving towards them. Maria's hand went to her mouth and she nearly cried out. Oh no, is he going to rape the poor girl anyway?!
But the gunman's plans were of a different nature and now that his voyeuristic urges had been tapped, he wanted no time wasted between acts. He had something even better in mind now and his mind was focused on it with singular concentration — "Now you, Goddamn you!" he yelled at Emory who was staring mutely at the sand between his feet. "You've had so much to say, let us see what you can do. I think now is your turn, my friend," he sneered between yellowed teeth, his eyes narrow slits of glowing flame.
Emory looked up at his captor as the horrified awareness of what this maniac had just proposed came over his face like a mask being pulled from his features. "No! No!" he screamed pitifully, "I won't! I won't! I’ll die first!"
But Rafael had anticipated his response and he carefully raised the American-made carbine until it was level with his hip, cocked it and turned it toward Emory as he sat, hands still behind his back, close to the fire. His eyes reflected his fierce determined pledge to die rather than be a party to this God-forbidden unspeakable act. But Rafael only grinned down at him and stepped away and with a menacing laugh, placed the barrel of the rifle against his daughter's temple. She cried out in fright as the cold steel grazed her head and Emory managed to get to his feet. "No! You wouldn't! Please, take the gun away from her head before it goes off!"
Rafael kept the gun in position, aimed at the girl as she lay helplessly on the sand, oblivious of her nakedness now with instant death just a finger's movement away. "Maybe you are ready to die, old man, but how about the girl? I give you one last chance ... do what I told you or I shoot the girl."
His daughter's eyes were pools of incredulous fear and consternation as she saw Maria, at Rafael's command, unzip her father's pants and pull his limp penis out into the open. She looked away, ashamed to see this private part of her father's anatomy like this, but she quickly returned her gaze — the fear of not knowing was worse than the terror and shame of seeing it happen. Rafael told him he would leave the bonds on his wrists and that Maria would help him and then he turned his attention back to her. She felt her blood run cold as he looked down at her. "Get on your hands and knees and don't move a muscle, understand?" he growled. She nodded weakly and complied.
"Down on your knees!" he screamed at Emory. "Rub your cock in that little pussy until it gets nice and hard. Maria, why don't you feel him up a bit yourself; it might help things along."
Gritting his teeth and closing his eyes, Emory slowly obeyed. He felt the matted puss curls of his daughter's tiny hair-lined cleft, wet and sticky with his son's own discharge, as the soft, yielding ridges of her incestuously violated cunt were stroked with the head of his limp cock held closely in Maria's tightened palm. Maria suddenly reached inside his pants and fondly squeezed his testicles and then stroked her fingertips through the crevice of his buttocks, bringing a shiver of involuntary response that, try as he might, he could not suppress. He didn't need to look down to know what had happened — he felt his stomach knot and his heart stop as suddenly, beyond his control, his cock began to grow hard and stiffen. The softness of his daughter's quivering thighs, her panting young breasts dangling beneath her, had made his prick harden against his iron will and he felt suddenly very ashamed.
"Put it in her!" snarled Rafael menacingly and from behind him he heard a rustling in the bushes as Juan and Antonio, exhausted and satisfied from their lascivious ravishment of Danfield's wife, returned to the camp. With a gasp of resignation, Emory arched his back and prodded deep against the curly sparseness of her pussy fleece, found his mark, and with his hands bound still behind his back, felt himself slip slowly into the palpitating lips of his naked young daughter's moist cuntal furrow. Maybe it was his imagination, but it almost seemed that she pushed back against him, hurrying the entry of his thick penis as it eased incestuously up into her tender, moist cleft.
In utter desperation, Emory thrust home and his cock drove down the still narrow and twitching channel until it ground deeply inside her, her buttocks smashed hard against his pelvis as every inch of his man-sized prick sank out of sight in the young girl's vaginal sheath.
Emory Danfield, executive and devoted husband, father of two, flushed with a shame unlike any he'd ever known, his breathing heavy. With his hardened cock now tightly clasped by the soft sheathing walls of his young daughter's cunt, he knew only the delicious forbidden rapture of this incestuous union. Her trembling young body was his and he reveled at this newly-found awareness, unaware that yet another pair of eyes were now on this shameful coupling here in the fire's glow.
Gloria, ashamed and sore all over from the vicious abuse the other men had heaped on her in the nearby clearing, had returned to be with her family. Gone was her dignity, her pride, her self-respect. But at least she had the one thing that made it all worth the cost-she had protected her children from this shameful nightmare, and that was all she had sworn to do.
She stopped dead in her tracks, her eyes at first refusing to believe what they perceived. She took it all in slowly, like a camera's eye panning a scene from some sleazy sex movie — Danny, naked and kneeling beside his sister, his cock hard and stiff as if he intended to use it in her; Janice, her beloved daughter, naked and kneeling as she had been forced to kneel. But not before her captors, not humbly reduced to the degrading position of love-slave before some maniac foreigners ... before his own father! God, what was he doing to her! What had happened!
Her hands jerked to her throat as she gasped for air, swaying between consciousness and collapse ... she tried to scream but the sound was stuck in her throat. She could do nothing but stare ...
Suddenly Janice, having seen her mother and now caught up in the helpless throes of this lewd incestuous passion that inflamed her in its fury, uttered a sobbing groan. She could feel it ... that gnawing sensation she had carried around with her since that night when Chris had practically raped her, the same feeling she had shamefully perceived earlier tonight when she had witnessed these men and what they did to the other girl ... this same burning ember that gnawed at her insides suddenly burst into raging fire and she could no longer keep it inside her. Like a burning coal it scorched through her very belly and burst out of her in a piercing scream that carried on the night wind like the shrill siren of a lonely buoy ... "Oh, Daddy ... Daddy, I'm going to cum! I can't help it! Oh! Oh! ... Make me cum, Daddy! Make me!"
Her legs spread wider, her young firm buttocks grinding frantically back against her own flesh and blood as her whole body jerked and leaped in the spasms of her first real moment as a woman ... she was having her first orgasm, and it was happening here, like this, at the knees of her father.
Emory Danfield could help himself no longer; he thrust deeper and harder into his own daughter's hungrily clasping and sucking channel as she greedily pulled all of his manhood into her ravenously eager little pussy and he felt himself explode until he quivered with the devastating effects of this moment, tasting for the first time his daughter's soft, quivering ecstasy, her own flesh fused with his in lascivious, forbidden fulfillment!