Chapter 10
Ned was standing on the table, his muscular, hairy legs towering over her. He had a belt in his hands. Images of what Jack had done to her, of the sounds of the leather smacking against her flesh rushed through Allison's mind. Was it going to happen again? Allison didn't know. She could still feel the hot sting of that belt against her ass cheeks. It had hurt and yet had warmed up her ass and cunt simultaneously.
"Nice."
Ned doubled the belt up, tapping the looped end against his thighs. Then, without warning, he brought the leather down hard, striking the area between her thighs. A second blow struck her clit.
"Eeeeyyyagh!" Allison screamed, her body arching up and pulling at the cord.
Ned laughed at her, waiting for her wailing screams to die down. Then another blow, a third, and a fourth slashed across her body. Her ass cheeks bounced wildly on the table. But tied down as she was, she couldn't move much. It was all like the other night. Pain, pain and more pain, and there wasn't a thing she could do about it!
Ned rested for awhile, tapping the leather against his right thigh, watching her mounting terror. Her tits rose and fell, the metal screws glistening against her areolas. And then she tensed, seeing him raise that belt again. It was coming back down, down toward her cunt. She screamed again, twisting her head to one side, feeling the leather bruising her right cunt lip. The tugging sensation of those screws on her cunt lips intensified the pain.
"No, oh no, don't, stop! Please, stop!"
But Ned kept on striking her, whipping that belt against her pussy again and again. The twine was holding her down to the table well. Time after time, she tried to clamp her legs protectively together. But there was nothing she could do. There would be no telltale marks, nothing her aunt or anyone else would be able to see. But the scars would be there, reminders of one day of madness with her cousin.
"Come on, baby, beg for me to stop. That turns me on. Come on, beg for me to stop!" he yelled down at her.
Allison writhed on the table. She knew begging wasn't what her cousin wanted. He probably had seen girls giving in to what he demanded. This time, she knew he wanted someone not to beg-someone to defy him. And suddenly, she felt a surge of strength, something that made the whipping even seem pleasurable. She clenched her teeth tightly together, wishing she could spit in his face as he kept on whipping her thighs and cunt.
"Go on, beg for it!" Ned shouted.
He was using the belt on her tits now, hitting them as they kept being squeezed by those awful screws.
"No, no! You can go to hell!" she spat back, her eyes rounding with anger.
"Shit yeah, yeah!" Ned shouted back, throwing the belt to the floor.
He flung himself onto his cousin, his mouth searching for hers. She felt his hands cruelly pinching her flesh, scraping along the welts and red marks while his toenails dug into her ankles. It was all so sick, so wildly perverted. But he had worked her up into such a fever pitch, she couldn't think about the moral consequences of what she was doing. All she knew was that it felt good-very, very good.
The belting, and now this wild kissing, tonguing, and fingering was driving her up the wall. Ned was cruel. But she knew that long ago. She could have escaped from the house at any time. But instead, she remained, secretly hoping he would come and find her alone and do something like this to her. She and her Aunt Joyce were cut from the same cloth. And what about her mother?
"Ooooohhh!" she gasped.
"Haven't had enough, huh?"
"No, no, no!" the girl screamed.
He reared back, bringing the flat of one hand against her right cheek, then backhanding her left. She felt the force of those blows, the heat of his slaps. But now, there wasn't just pain connected with them. Now, there was a wonderful kind of heat flaming through her belly, reaching into her cunt. How good, how wonderfully good it was!
"Stop, you bastard, stop!"
"You don't really want that, huh?"
"Oh, yes, yes, stop it!" she cried through her clenched teeth.
She hated Ned...hated and loved him at the same time! Her feelings were jumbled as he slapped her again and again, laughing at her screams, enjoying them. And through it all, she felt a wonderful heat growing stronger and stronger in her cunt.
"So, you wanna be a wild bitch, huh? Okay, I'm gonna make that come true," Ned said, his cock throbbing hard against her thighs.
Allison squirmed and strained under his hands as he sank his tongue into her mouth. She tried twisting her head away. She could hardly breathe! He was kissing her hard, his teeth grinding against hers, his tongue licking along the insides of her cheeks. Their mouths gurgled together, spittle frothing out from the corners of her lips and trickling down her chin. She fought back, stiffening her tongue, fencing with her cousin's while bouncing her ass cheeks over the table top.
Ned's tongue scraped every ridge and hollow inside her mouth. He moved one hand up, smoothing his fingers along her straining throat, then curling them around her hair and tugging at it. He moved his other hand down, slipping it under her ass. In a moment, he was grabbing a handful of her ass meat, squeezing it hard until he had her squealing with pain. Things were happening quickly! All that kissing, that tonguing, that grabbing was making her lust build more quickly, more intensely!
The muted sounds coming from Allison's mouth might have been screams. But whether they would have been screams of pleasure or horror it was hard for Ned to tell. He had his tongue stuffed between her lips, preventing her from doing anything but babble into his mouth.
Allison coughed as his spit oozed down her throat. Wild thrills built in her cunt. Her body knew nothing about incest, about the moral horror both she and Ned were committing. All it knew was the wild stimulation those cords were creating as they cut into her legs and arms, the thrilling rush his hands and cock were bringing to her clit. There was nothing there but pleasure.
Allison could feel his panting breath in her nostrils. She knew he was going to fuck her-fuck her hard. She wanted his cock in her pussy more than anything else in the world. Several nights ago, she had been cheated of that pleasure. He had fucked her in the ass. But now, she knew he wanted to fuck her in the cunt!
"Oh baby, baby, move that ass! Come on, move that ass the best way you can," Ned moaned, pinching her ass harder while yanking up on her hair.
Allison cried out, her face red and pinched while sweat oozed from every pore. Their bodies were a confused tangle of arms, legs and bellies.
"Gonna fuck you good, fuck you good," he whispered in her ear.
Allison breathed with whimpery gasps through her mouth. She thought of Jack and the way he reamed her out, of the way he'd taken care of her aunt's cunt as well. She thought of the other night, of the way Ned had treated her, binding her in that awful contraption, fucking her in the ass. It was all coming back to her now as she thrashed and writhed under her cousin.
"Bitch, stupid cunt," he whispered, grabbing another handful of ass-flesh and shaking it until he had her screaming for help.
She quieted down when he let go, feeling shocking thrills surge through her. She could feel her cousin's cock sliding up, up along the groove separating her belly from her thighs. She could feel his hot slick pre-cum oozing out of his piss-slit. It was greasing down her flesh, making it so warm, so wet! And soon, very, very soon, he was going to slip his prick into her cunt! The thought of having his big cock hammering against her clit drove her up the wall. She strained at the cords, the tendons bulging against her flesh while her body rocked desperately against the splintery table top.
"Oh, oh, oh!"
In! She wanted his cock in her cunt. She wanted his prick reaming her out, pushing aside her itchy cunt walls and filling her already-swollen fuck hole. She wanted to be filled with cockmeat! Gasping, wheezing, she clawed her own ass, wishing she could tear her hands free to hold her cousin!
"Fuck," she whispered, turning her head to one side, feeling his lips sliding up and down her throat, then down to her swollen tits. He was sucking her nipples once more, tonguing them while drawing them through the small gap between his front teeth! Arching her back, wallowing her shoulder blades against the wooden table top, Allison wished she could pass out with the wild delight surging through her!
"Fan-fuckin'-tastic!" Ned groaned, pulling away from her for a second. "You're better than any of the girls we got around here."
"Really?" she gasped, thinking of all her rivals and secretly laughing at them. Rivals? Yes, that's what her mind had cast them as. She wasn't the little innocent any more. She was a woman-a desperate, cock-loving woman who was thrashing under her cousin now, lusting after his fat cock!
"Yeah, yeah."
Ned's mouth was all over her face now. He was kissing her mouth, then moving over to her eyelids and down to her throat. And through it all, she reveled in his touch, wanted more of it. She was sure she would never, never again worry about what her mother or aunt thought. Something this good, this wonderful, couldn't be bad. Let them think what they wanted. All she wanted from life was to be bound like this and fucked by someone as insistent, as brutal, as exciting as Ned or Jack!
Her big tits heaved up and down as Ned started pinching her nipples. She bit him, only to have him rear back and slap her across the face with the back of his hand. She loved that slap, loved the pain, loved the scraping sensation of the cord against her wrists, ankles and knees. She thumped her ass wildly on the table, her ankles straining to be free. She wished she could wrap her arms and legs around Ned's body and take him on!
But she would have to wait, wait until Ned was good and ready to let her go.