Chapter 2
"What the hell?"
Amanda McCanlon's mouth gaped. It took a few seconds for the full impact of the scene to settle in.
Then she said, "You little bastards! You filthy beasts!"
She stormed into the barn and grabbed one of the abandoned canoe paddles. Cal and Cody just stood for a second, so stunned by their mother's mad rush that neither could move.
Their twitching cocks dribbled a few weak spurts of creamy white cum and went suddenly limp in their trembling hands.
Cody muttered and circled wide around his angry mother. She swung at Cal as he passed her and stung his ass with the canoe paddle. Then Amanda whirled around and caught Cody with a backhanded blow.
The boys yelped but kept running. Amanda turned to chase them and then thought better. Her greatest concern was for the poor girl dangling at the end of the rope. Melissa had turned so her back was toward the door when the woman burst in, so Mrs. McCanlon wasn't sure who it was at first.
She untied the knot and lowered the weeping little blonde to the floor. Melissa sobbed and staggered into her arms, knees so weak from the ordeal that she could not stand. Amanda saw her face for a moment just before she buried it in her lush tits.
"Oooh, Melissa-" Amanda's shock and anger turned to chilling fear.
Vance Brandon had the power to crush the McCanlons. Besides owning the biggest company in Clay County and having important political connections, he was on the board of directors at the bank which held the mortgage on their family farm.
like a lot of small farms, they were in financial trouble. They were three months behind with the payments. Brandon could foreclose and auction the place off-lock, stock and barrel.
Amanda struggled to loosen the noose cinched so tightly around the girl's small wrists and was worried even more when she saw how Melissa's skin had been chafed.
"Are you all right?" she asked fearfully.
"No, look at me! Your sons tied me up. They tore my clothes and pissed on me. Then they beat me and branded their names on my flesh!"
"Yes, I can see that. Come in the house and we'll get you cleaned up."
"They had their fingers in my pussy and my ass," Melissa said. She sensed the woman's fear and was quick to take advantage. "Then they jacked off and were going to rub their awful cum all over me!"
"Come in the house, dear. I'll get you all cleaned up."
"I'll never feel clean again!" Melissa said. "They're monsters, and they must be punished!"
"They will be, Melissa. When my husband comes home this weekend." Amanda wished he were there right now, but Jack McCanlon had taken a job driving heavy equipment in a town three hundred miles away. It was all he could do to save their farm from foreclosure, and now even that might not be enough.
Melissa kept up her wracking sobs. The devious, doll-like little blonde was determined to get even with Cal and Cody for what they'd done. She did not know how yet, exactly, only that it would have to be something she liked more than they enjoyed torturing and humiliating her.
Amanda drew a warm bath and helped Melissa into the tub. She put the girl's stained and tattered clothing through the washer and dryer, then mended the tears as neatly as she could.
"Mrs. McCanlon," Melissa called in a plaintive voice. "I can't wash my back. My arms are too sore to bend behind me."
"You just sit and relax, dear. I'll get you good and clean." Amanda soaped her hands and gently washed the girl's back.
"Hhhmmm, that feels so good," Melissa said. She'd been thinking about the boys saying they'd rub jism all over her, and she was still curious about that smooth gliding sensation. A plan for even more pleasure took shape in her mind.
The woman's hands were soft and warm. Melissa cooed and purred beneath her loving touch.
"Wash my tits too, please. I think there are some spatters of cum on them I missed."
"Of course, dear. I'll get you so nice and clean, you'll never know anything happened." Amanda rubbed more lather on her hands and carefully washed the girl's tits. She was pleased to see the red paddle marks had started to fade.
"Wash my nipples too," Melissa told her. "I especially hated their cum dripping off of them."
"Yes, anything you want, Melissa."
The little blonde sat for a moment, luxuriating in the tub as warm, wet hands slid over her nipples.
"I want you to twirl my nipples. Tease them hard, Mrs. McCanlon."
"Melissa, I-I shouldn't do that!"
"Cal teased my tits, why shouldn't you?"
"B-b-because it's not right."
"Neither is what they did to me! Do you want me to'tell my father?"
"No, of course not."
"Then fondle my tits, Amanda. Make me feel good. Then maybe I'll forget what Cal and Cody did to me."
Amanda's conscience nagged her, but she deftly teased and kneaded the girl's tits, twirling her nipples until they were swollen and hard.
"Oooh, yeah! That's nice. Take off your blouse, Amanda. I want to feel your tits. They're so much bigger than mine."
"Melissa, this has gone far enough!"
"How far do you think my father will go if
I tell him what your sons did?"
"I don't really know."
"Then I'll tell you! He'll kill them-or make them both wish they were dead!"
"All right," Amanda said bleakly, taking off her blouse and bra. She was a ripe-bodied, mature woman with a lush figure that still turned the heads of younger men when she walked by, but Mrs. McCanlon never expected her voluptuous curves to interest a young girl from a fine family.
"While you're at it, take everything off. I want you naked when we go to bed." Melissa climbed out of the tub and stood smiling, dripping wet.
"We aren't going to bed, Melissa. You're going home as soon as I get you dried off."
"Home to tell my daddy that Cal and Cody tried to rape me?"
The anguished woman fumed, undressing while Melissa wiped herself dry.
"What a hairy cunt you have," Melissa said as Amanda's panties were peeled off. "Does your husband lick and suck it?"
"Sometimes," Amanda said reluctantly.
"Good! Then you should know how to do it. I want my pussy licked and sucked, Mrs. McCanlon."
"I should have left you with the boys, you little bitch! I'm sure they'd have done that for you."
"But I don't think they'd do it as well as you will. Which way is your bedroom, cunt slave?"
"It's-it's this way." Amanda started down the hall.
"Oh, one more thing. Do you have any rope in the house?"
"Yes, some clothesline rope. Why?"
"Just get it, cunt slave! Don't ask questions!"
Amanda went to the hall closet, gritting her teeth, then on down the hall to her bedroom. It was not hard for her to understand why her sons had been angry enough to tie up the arrogant little bitch.
Cal and Cody hid out back of the tractor shed. Things had gone to hell when their mother had come back from town sooner than expected. Melissa had promised not to tell her father what they'd done to her, but that didn't matter now. They'd been caught by their mother with their cocks sticking out, jetting cum on their helpless prisoner.
"We're in deep shit!" Cody said, looking grim.
"Only if dad finds out," Cal said thoughtfully. "I think we can handle mom."
"Handle her? For Christ's sake, you saw how mad she was."
"Yeah, but mothers don't like to admit their kids did wrong. Right now she's more worried about Melissa telling her old man."
"Which she'll probably do as soon as she gets home. You don't think that little bitch will keep her promise, do you?"
"I don't know. I figured she'd run right home when mom got her loose, but they been in the house a long time now."
They crept to the side of the house, pressing their backs to the wall, listening for sounds from inside. Cal stopped under the back bedroom window and motioned for Cody to be still.
"You know what they did to me," Melissa was saying.
"Yes," Amanda answered with a sad moan. "And they'll be punished, I promise you that."
Melissa was making things worse.
Cal rose cautiously and peered through the window. The shade inside was not pulled all the way down. He gawked and his jaw gaped.
Cody asked, "What are they doing? Why are they talking in mom's bedroom?"
"Take a look," Cal said. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you."
Cody gripped the windowsill and pulled himself up, straining to see inside the shadowy room. He got one quick look and dropped back.
"Goddamn! I saw it, and I still don't believe it!"
Amanda was sprawled on her back, stark-naked and spread-eagled on the old fourposter bed. Her wrists were tightly bound to the top posts, and Melissa, also naked, was busy binding her feet to the foot of the bed.
"You're the one who must be punished," Melissa said to her passive, fearful captive. "You have to know what it's like to be tied up, beaten and sexually abused!"
"Aaagggh!" Amanda moaned. "Please, Melissa. The ropes are too tight!"
"Tough shit! You're lying on a nice soft bed. That's a lot better than dangling in a drafty old barn." Melissa cinched the last knot brutally tight and then climbed up on the bed.
Cody pulled himself up for another look and dropped back blinking and shaking his head. Melissa was bent over and sucking his mother's lush tits, swaying her head from one to the other, swirling long waves of golden blonde hair across her chest.
"Hhhmmm, you have such nice plump nipples," Melissa said delightedly.
Amanda writhed and tossed her head. Long reddish-brown hair fanned across the bed between her bound wrists.
Melissa sat astride her, bobbing her head and sucking tit like a lewd little fiend. Then she rocked back and stared down at Amanda's pillowy, densely furred cunt.
"Sucking tit really makes your cunt simmer," the girl said after several deep breaths of Amanda's sultry, musk-scented pussy.
"Yyyessss!" Amanda cried tearfully. "I can't help it. My husband has been gone for so long."
"My dad travels a lot on business, in fact he's away right now-probably fucking his secretary," Melissa said. "But my mother doesn't get lonely. She fucks with our stableman. And when he's busy working, she fucks with our maid."
"Your maid!" Amanda gasped. She had always thought the Brandons were strict and proper.
"Yes, she's big-titted like you. They suck and fuck their clits together every afternoon when dad's gone. That's what gave me this idea."
Melissa splayed her legs and ground her blonde pussy-slit on Amanda's bushier, riper cunt. The meshing of two hot, honey-dripping cunts made a slurping, squishing noise Cal and Cody could hear outside the house.
"Two cunts fucking? I don't believe it!" Cody gasped, losing his grip on the sill and dropping back. "Melissa and my mother?"
"Enjoy the show," Cal said calmly. "They just saved our asses."
"Wh-what do you mean?"
"I mean what we did don't seem so bad now."
Melissa squealed and bucked her hips when their clits touched. Sharp, jangling shocks of pleasure sparked between them. Amanda arched and moaned, forgetting the tight coils of clothesline that bound her wrists and ankles.
The girl's small hands cupped and fondled Amanda's lush tits, her thumbs twirling around the plump nipples. Twin currents of delight twisted into Mrs. McCanlon's tits and moved down to her pussy, which was already writhing in rapture.
Amanda's clit was a generous big nub of tender nerve ends. It swelled from its protective sheath and protruded beyond her hairy cunt-lips.
Melissa fucked Amanda just like a man would, arching back and hammering down, mauling their buttery clits together in an orgy of newly discovered delight. They both whined and writhed, bucking and twisting to keep their cunts in ecstatic contact.
"Ooooh!" Amanda moaned. "I'm cum-ming! I'm cumming with a little girl!"
She blushed with shame and felt an icy tingle of guilt, but those sensations were quickly overwhelmed by the spasms of a thrilling clit-to-clit climax that had them both screaming and kissing each other like long lost lovers.
Cal watched it all with a dazed look. Cody had to keep leaping up to see over the windowsill.
Melissa whirled herself around while the spasms of climax still rippled through her cherry cunt. She spread her smooth thighs and straddled Amanda's head before the woman could think to protest.
"Now eat me!" Melissa wailed. "Make me cum again with your tongue!"
Melissa buried her pretty face in Amanda's crotch and sucked clit, flailing it with her tongue until the woman screamed again in orgasmic delight.
Cal felt his cock start to twitch and throb. Melissa's shameless cunt-sucking enthralled him. She fucked her cherry cunt all over his mother's face, grunting and squirming as the spasms of climax made her whole body tremble.
"If I'd known what a lewd little bitch she was, I'd have fucked her for sure!" Cal said.
"What about our mother? Jesus Christ, she eats cunt like a starving dog goes after raw meat!"
"Dad's being gone so long must be making her crazy," Cal said. "But don't let all that clit-licking fool you-it's cock they both really want."
Melissa climbed off the bed, smacking her lips. Amanda lay gasping, lips glossed with sheening virgin cunt-juice.
"Oooohhh!" Amanda sobbed. "I'm so ashamed! We shouldn't have done that, Melissa. I couldn't help it. I miss my husband so much!"
"Has he got a big cock?" Melissa asked with a curious grin.
"Oh God, yes! It's almost a foot long!"
"No wonder you miss him! I think a cock that size would kill me." Melissa circled the bed as she spoke, checking the drawers in the tables that flanked the bed.
"Wh-what are you looking for?"
"Something I think you must have. Something to keep you amused when your husband's not home."
"You have no right to look through my personal things!" Amanda gasped as the girl yanked open one drawer after another.
"I just pried through your pussy with my tongue. How much more personal can you get? Aaahhh, here it is!" Melissa found a long vibrator hidden under some sexy lingerie in the bottom drawer of Amanda's night table.
It was molded out of plastic and shaped like a cock with bulging blue veins, so startlingly realistic that Cal felt a twinge when the girl held it up. It looked like some guy's cock had been cut off.
"Put that back!" Amanda screamed. It shamed her to have her secrets revealed.
"My mom's isn't as realistic as this one," Melissa said as she fondly stroked the cock-like appliance. "I thought hers was a flashlight at first."
Melissa turned the switch at the base of the dildo and fondled the long shaft as it started to buzz and quiver in her small hands.
She rubbed the bulging head on her tits, circling her tiny pink nipples, then pushing them in. She cooed, arching her back and sliding the artificial cock down to her crotch.
Amanda screamed. She wrenched and strained the tight cords that bound her helpless on the bed.
"Are you jealous?" Melissa asked. "You don't want me to play with your toys?"
"I want you to go home!" Amanda gasped. "I don't feel at all sorry for you now. You're worse than my sons ever were!"
"I'll be going home very soon," Melissa said, buzzing the artificial cock-head all around her juicy little cunt-slit. "But I'm going to stick this in me first. I'm going to pop my cherry and tell my daddy your boys did it."
"No! You can't do that!"
"Yes, I can. Just push like this-"
"Stop!"
Amanda wrenched and strained to get up.
Melissa grinned and eased the giant dildo from between her tingling cunt-lips. "Would you rather have it stuck into you?"
"Yyyeeessss! Please!" Amanda knew there would be hell to pay if little Melissa went home with her cherry broken.
"What if I want to stick it up your ass!" Melissa asked with a wicked grin, greatly enjoying the woman's distress.
"Nnoooo, that would hurt! I've never done that."
"Cody stuck a finger up my ass. I didn't like it at first, but then I had a great climax. I think you should know what that's like, Mrs. McCanlon. I think your lovely ripe ass deserves an orgasm it doesn't want!"
Amanda flopped back on the bed, exhausted from the lewd sex with the girl and straining uselessly against her restraints. Melissa pushed a pillow beneath the small of Amanda's back and buzzed the head of the giant cock-like dildo around her hairy cunt.
"Push it into my cunt," the woman pleaded. "That's where I want it. I want a big cock so bad!"
Sex with the girl had inflamed all her frustrated desires.
"And I don't give a shit what you want," Melissa said coldly. "Cal and Cody were so hot to fuck me, I wonder what the boys will think when they find out I've raped their mother's ass-hole?"
"I won't tell them!" Amanda moanea.
"That's what I had to promise!"
Melissa paused and buzzed the knobby head of the vibrator around the dark puckered rim of Amanda's clenching ass-hole.
"I'm not going to tell because I don't want anyone to know those little shits touched me. But they're going to know about you, Mrs. McCanlon-because I'm going to leave you tied up like this!"
"Ooooh, no! You can't do that!"
Melissa grinned. "I can do anything I want!"
She gave a vicious grunt and poked the fleshy plastic head of the vibrator into Amanda's ass.
The woman shrieked and arched her back, writhing and bucking as torturing impulses of painful stress sparked into the wringing tunnel of her ass. Melissa watched Amanda's anguished writhing and slowly pushed the giant dildo deeper.
"Ooooh! Aaaggghhh!" The spreading pain hurt like the cut of a dull knife, but worse was the way lewd vibrations rippled through the slender wall of flesh between her pussy and ass. Amanda shivered on the brink of orgasm, wrenching to bring her hands down.
If she could only reach her swollen wet clit, she thought. She could come to a climax and feel some relief. But she could not pull her bound wrists from the biting restraints.
"Please, Melissa-lick my cunt one more time. Make me cum! Oh, please make me cum! Don't leave me like this! Melissa!"