Chapter 5
Jane was stark naked and hanging by the arms from the bare floor joists that formed the basement ceiling. Her toes touched the concrete floor, allowing her to stand on tiptoe. Her ankles were bound together. She had never felt more helpless and vulnerable in her life.
She'd been a fool for not putting up more of a struggle, but she'd never dreamed what they had in mind for her-tearing off every stitch of her clothing, then hanging her up like a carcass ready for skinning. She had put up a token struggle, but she'd been so weak after Skip had choked her nearly to death with his cock, and the two boys were so strong, that she really couldn't have done much more to defend herself than she had.
"If you don't cut me down this instant," she said to Rory, who was standing in front of her and shamelessly massaging his grotesquely large cock, "I'll see to it that both you and your brother are sent to prison for the next hundred years."
Rory hardly heard her. He was mesmerized by her huge tits, which were capped by silver dollar-sized cherries, purple and bumpy and suc-culent. She had nipples as big as the ends of his fingers. She was really stacked, with voluptuous curves and a gorgeous meaty ass. He was ready to devour her.
"I'm warning you!" Jane said. "Lay one more hand on me, and I'll see that you're put away."
"I'll bet you've never been fucked," Rory said.
"You've got some brains," Jane said. "More than I'd guessed. Now let's see if you have enough brains to cut me down before this goes any further."
"I'll bet you've got one tough cherry between those thighs," Rory said, fire shooting through his cock, his balls swelling to a painful tightness. He moved toward her and wiped his cockhead against her thigh, drooling slimy fucklube on her skin.
Jane tried to twist away. "Don't touch me with that filthy thing!" She could still taste Skip's cock in her mouth and she shuddered as Rory smeared cock-drool on her flesh.
Rory smiled at her, rubbing his burning prick-flesh against her thigh. "How'd you like it be-tween your legs?"
She spat in his face. "Get away from me, you animal!"
Rory wiped the spit out of his eyes. He reached between her legs and felt her furry blonde crotch. Her cuntlips were fat and hot. He slid his middle finger into the slick, burning flesh between them.
Jane squirmed. She spat in his face again, then again. "Don't touch me, you filthy demon! You're damned. You'll go straight to hell for what you're doing."
Rory screwed his finger up her pussy, into the juicy, fluffy, seething fuckhole between her legs. She was tight, her cuntal walls muscular. Rory's finger met a tough membrane of flesh-her cherry. As he probed it, she writhed, gasped of flesh-her cherry. As he probed it, she writhed, gasped.
"You're hurting me!" she said. "Damn you!"
Rory pulled his finger out of her.
"Such a naughty word for an ex-nun to use," he said.
He slipped his middle finger into his mouth and sampled her pussy-cream. With his other hand, wiped the spit out of his eyes.
"What do ya know! She tastes just like a woman. Being a nun didn't make her any sweeter. She's got that hot, fishy taste, just like any other bitch."
Before Jane could say anything else, the boy went for her left tit like a shark. He sucked up her cherry and a mouthful of spongy fit-flesh. His tongue and lips and teeth licked and sucked and gnawed. Jane's cunt contracted violently, nearly cramping. She felt dirty thrills all the way down to her toes. A fluid like hot oil dribbled from her pussy and leaked down her thighs. She twisted this way and that, squirming, gasping.
The boy's arms went around her, his nails dig-ging into the flesh of her back as he pressed his face to her tits. He felt her ass and legs. His fingers slipped up and down her moist asscrack. He gnawed her other tit, slobbered all over her belly and licked out her navel. Suddenly, he was sucking and biting her pussy-mound, his hot tongue sliding between her pussylips.
"You filthy animal!" was all Jane could say. "You dirty, filthy animal!"
He growled like a dog as he munched on her pussy, then lapped up the pussy-goo that was trickling down between her thighs.
Jane spat on him repeatedly, twisting violent-ly. It felt as if she were being eaten alive. Sud-denly, Rory backed away.
"So, you've come to your senses," Jane said. "Cut me down this instant!"
Rory wandered around the dimly lit basement as if in a daze, his hand sliding back and forth on his cock. He picked up an old wooden box in a corner of the basement and carried it back to where Jane was hanging. He dropped the box behind her and stepped up on it. His arms went around her, and he started rubbing his wet cock against her ass.
"I'm gonna fuck you," he said. "From behind, like an animal. Like a stallion fucks a mare."
He forced his cock between her thighs and started sliding it back and forth. Jane could see his c¢ckhead and a few inches of shaft sliding out from between her thighs, and she had the strange illusion that she had grown a cock of her own. The boy's cock was so thick and long and hot that Jane was temporarily silenced with a certain fascination as she watched it throb against her cunt.
Rory stooped slightly and aimed his cock up-ward, shoving his cockhead up between Jane's pussylips. Once he got it securely anchored in the entrance to her cunt, he rammed.
Jane screamed. "For Godsake, stop! Oh God, help me! Jesus, Mary, and Joseph help me!"
Rory ground his cock against his aunt's tough cherry. Only a third of his cock was inside her cunt. The rest of it ached for engulfment in hot, tight pussy. He eased his cock back to the en-trance, then thrust again, ramming as hard as he possibly could.
Jane screeched with pain. Something ripped inside her. She not only felt it, but heard it. A hot, sticky fluid ran out of her cunt, and when she looked down, she saw that it was scarlet- ~ her blood. She screeched again, fighting for her life, but helpless. Her nephew's muscular arms crushed her, his teeth sank into the back of her neck, his cock rammed in and out of her bleeding, hard-clutching pussy.
"Ahhhhb yeahhhhh, fuck shit!" the boy said, knifing his prick in and out of her ravaged pussyhole, slamming his hard belly against her meaty female ass. As he screwed his cock into her, he ground his belly against her sexy bitch ass, going for all the pleasure he could milk out with each thrust. His hands went to her tits, feel-ing them up and pinching them.
Jane whimpered pathetically. Her head snapped from side to side. She was being raped. She was bleeding to death. Her tits were being tortured. She gasped, jolted by the vicious col-lision of her nephew's belly with her ass.
Rory's nostrils flared like those of a bull. He'd lost all control of himself. He rutted like an animal, the scent of fresh cherry-blood and pussycream drugging him, driving him on. He'd never fucked so savagely. He let go, crushing his aunt in a vicious sexual embrace as he screwed the meat out of her pussy. The fiery pulsations streaming through his cock and balls stimulated his loins to keep humping as if powered by an engine.
"Ohhhh yeahhhh, yeahhhh!" he growled. "Feels so good!"
Jane's head drooped, her chin falling on her chest. The pain, the shock, were too much for her. Her mouth went slack and she drooled, blubbering and whimpering, letting her nephew rape her naked body, letting him use it for his bestial pleasure. Putting up any more struggle was useless. She was defeated, completely, degraded, completely.
Rory rubbed her own spit on her tits, sank his teeth deeper into the back of her neck, slammed into her again and again and again, as if he'd never stop fucking her, raping her, enjoying her. The wild, totally free movement of his loins thrilled him as much as the feel of his cock plunging to the very hilt up his aunt's clutching, foaming, bleeding crotch. He crushed her harder in his embrace, growling like a lion, rutting like no wild animal had ever rutted.
Jane was on the verge of passing out. She probably would have passed out if a commo-tion on the stairs hadn't caught her attention. Skip was dragging his sister down the stairs by the hair.' The girl was screaming and bawling and clawing at him, but he kept yanking on her hair and slapping her,, and soon she was crawl-ing across the concrete floor as Skip kicked her, gouging her with his filthy toenails. Skip had one eye on his sister and the other eye on his aunt.
"Jesus Christ!" Skip said. "The blood! What're you doing to her, Rory!"
"Busted `her cherry,". Rory mumbled, ram-ming nonstop. "Ripped her goddamned cherry."
The blood was still dribbling out of Jane and bathing his hairy balls.
"Holy shit!" Skip said, giggling demented-ly, his excitement overwhelming him. He pumped wildly on his cock, watching the blood trickle down his aunt's legs, inhaling the scent of her bloody, raped pussy. He kicked Carla in the ass. "Lick it up, bitch! Lick up the blood!"
Carla was helpless. She had to do what he said to avoid his vicious kicks. She crouched like a kitten, her ass up in the air, her pink tongue flapping on the concrete as she licked up the small pool of her aunt's pussy-blood. The fluid was as much pussy-drool as blood, and Carla retched on the taste of it.
"Lick!" Skip ordered. "Lick!"
He screwed his big toe into her cunt from behind and twisted it, gouging the sensitive meat of her pussy with his `sharp toenail
Carla licked her aunt's toes clean, then con-tinued on up the woman's feet and calves. She raised up, slurping the pussy-blood off her aunt's inner thighs. Some blood dripped from her aunt's pussyhairs and fell on her cheeks and `nose.
"Now eat her cunt!" Skip ordered. "Find out what it's like `to eat pussy." He grabbed her head and forced her face against Jane's bloody muff. "Suck, lick! Eat, bitch, eat!" He twisted her head this way and that, forcing her to suck up a mouthful of hairy cunt and chew on it.
Rory's balls flapped against Carla's chin. His cockshaft slid against her lower lip as he con-tinued screwing his aunt and as Carla sucked her. Blood-tinged pussy-goo ran down Carla's neck and between her tits.
"Mmn, ain't that good!" Skip said. He twisted on Carla's head as if it were an orange he was squeezing. His other hand went to his cock and beat it. His hot fucklube dribbled on-to his sister's naked back. He dropped down behind her, smearing cock-lube between her asscheeks, grinding his hot prickhead against her asspucker. He realized suddenly that he could ass-fuck her if he wanted to. No girl had ever let him ass-fuck her. He'd dreamed about ram-ming his cock up a girl's ass-and now he could if he wanted to. Carla was helpless. He had her right where he wanted her.
"Hey Rory, watch me cornhole this bitch." Skip kept his left hand on Carla's head, his fingers wrapped in her hair, and he forced her to continue sucking on Aunt Jane's bloody pussy as he churned his lube-bubbling dick be-tween her smooth asscheeks and forced her asshole open.
"Goddamn, that looks like hot fun!" Rory said. He pulled his bloody cock out of his aunt's crotch and rammed it up between her gorgeous asscheeks. His cock was so slippery with cunt-juice and blood that it entered her asshole easi-ly. As Rory forced his cock up his aunt's ass, Skip forced his cock up Carla's ass.
The two women screamed, writhing in pain. The two cocks started to plunge, hard male bellies colliding with meaty female asses. The boys groaned with pleasure, their cocks sliding in and out of fight female ass-sheaths, hot thrills screwing through the cores of their cocks and swirling in their asses.
"Ahhh yeahhhh!" the boys sighed in unison, one boy buggering his sister, the other boy ass-fucking his aunt.
"Keep eating that bloody crotch!" Skip ordered Carla. He mashed her face against Aunt Jane's cunt, forcing Carla's nose between her swollen, hairy cuntlips, forcing her mouth up into her blood-dripping cunt muff. "Suck her out, bitch!"
Carla retched, snot and tears mixing with the pussycream and cherry-blood that covered her face and ran' into her mouth. She clung to her aunt's hips, her fingernails sinking in. She was bent over and half-squatting in front of the hanging woman, and her brother was mounted on her ass, fucking her asshole. His big prick was reaming her out like a huge steel drill. It was as if a red-hot steel pipe had been rammed up her ass.
Skip giggled with delight. Raping his sister's asshole was even more exciting than raping her cunt, and he was getting off on forcing her to eat out Aunt Jane. The scents of cunt and blood, and now of asshole, excited him. The sight of his big cock sliding in and out of Carla's asshole, the sight of Aunt Jane hanging by the arms and being buggered from behind by Rory, the sight of his aunt's big tits and of his sister's sexy upturned ass-these all drove his excite-ment to a maddening pitch. He rammed as hard and fast as he could, his belly smacking his sister's ass like a clapping hand.
"Ahhhh, feels good!" Skip moaned. "Feels so fucking good!"
Jane thrashed, squirming helplessly, scream-ing, whining, about to lose her mind. It felt as if an arm were being punched up her asshole again and again. The vicious rape of her cunt had been bad enough, but the rape of her
asshole was much worse, much' more painful And she was helpless to fight back in any way. She was sure she had died and gone to hell. Hell couldn't be any worse than this.
"Unh, uhhh, yeahhhh!" Rory grunted, ram-ming his rigid prick up Jane's ass like a batter-ing ram.
Jane jerked with each driving thrust. Her rib-cage rose and fell like a bellows, her heavy tits heaving and jiggling. Her gut was sucked in, her back arched, her blonde head twisting and toss-ing from side to side. Rory clawed her belly and tits, gouged her nipples. His hot spit ran down her shoulders as he gnawed her neck.
"Ohhhh shitttt!" Rory groaned. His driving cock flexed so hard that Jane raised up on the very tips of her toes. His cum shot into her like molten wax. "Uhhh, ahhhhh!"
"Damn you!" Jane mumbled. "You filthy pig!" The boy was shooting his fuck-fluid into her, using her as a sewer to deposit his filthy juice inside. As his cock shuddered and flexed inside her, spurting stream after stream of siz-zling jism up her ass, Jane wanted to die. This was the most degrading moment of the rape, the moment at which her rapist attained the pin-nacle of pleasure and released his stinking male fluid inside her body.
Skip drove into Carla as hard as he could, humping as fast as his young loins could move. He slapped Carla's asscheeks, cracked her across the back, yanked on her hair, ground her face against Aunt Jane's bloody crotch.
"Eat pussy! Suck pussy, bitch!"
He was getting back at Carla for all the times she'd teased him until he'd sucked out her smelly cunt, for all the times she'd teased him out of his mind, then had refused to let him fuck her. And he was getting back at her for the way she'd laughed and made fun of him as Aunt Jane had whipped him with the belt. He was satisfying more than his lust, he was satisfying his need for revenge.
"Ohhhh yeahhhhh!" Skip rammed his cock in to the hilt and shook all over as his cum squirted up her ass. It felt as if ropes of fire were being ripped through his cock. His cock and balls had never squirmed with such intense pleasure. He clung to his sister's ass, pumping his cum up her shit-hole. The release he felt was so great that he was giggling with relief before he'd pumped out half his load.
Carla gasped as the hot spurts drilled her bowels. Her asshole felt so raw and reamed out that she wanted to scream with each flex of her brother's cock inside her. She gnawed her aunt's crotch, her front teeth catching her aunt's large clit between them and nearly biting it off.
Jane's eyes and mouth gaped. She drove her crotch into her niece's face. Out of nowhere, a ball of whirling fire ballooned in her cunt and exploded. She screamed, jerking spastically as an orgasm overwhelmed her body and senses. Her vision blurred. Fiery tingles flushed through her body, just under her skin. Her toes and nip-ples pulsated as the spasms pulsed through her cunt and spread to her extremities.
"Jesus, Mary, and Joseph!" she mumbled. "Oh God, help me!" The orgasm she suffered now was even more intense than the one other orgasm she'd experienced in her life, the orgasm that had overwhelmed her that evening in the gym as she'd watched the gang rape of Trudie Smith. As she came, her cunt contracted violent-ly, and hot fuck-slime, tinged with blood, bubbled out into Carla's mouth and all over her face. The sight of Carla's pussy-creamed face brought a certain satisfaction to the painful degradation and sinfulness Jane suffered as she writhed with the orgasm that had been forced on her. Drink it, you dirty little sow! was the thought that flashed through Jane's mind and almost escaped her lips.
"Aw shit, what a hot feeling!" Skip sighed as he pulled his satisfied cock out of Carla's asshole. He squeezed some cum out of his piss-tube and wiped it on her ass.
Jane was still panting and shaking with orgasm as Rory yanked his cock out of her asshole, and he watched her spasming bunghole clutch at his exiting cock like a hungry mouth. He wiped his wet cock on her smooth ass flesh, then gave her ass a hard whack with the flat of his hand. Jane gasped, her body jerking, her fuck-feelings momentarily intensified.
The boys forced Carla face-down along the length of the weight-lifting bench, her arms and legs hanging off the sides, and they tied her wrists and ankles securely to the black steel frame of the bench. They wrapped more rope around her waist and the bench seat, binding her torso to the seat itself. Then they flopped down on the padded gym mat and fell into satisfied sleeps.
Jane slumped, taking all her bodyweight on her arms. She thought her arms would pull out of their sockets, but she was too exhausted and defeated to care. Blood-tinged pussyjuice still dribbled from her thoroughly raped cunt. Cum leaked from her ass.