Chapter 8
Karen lay flat on the floor, her tits pillowing out against the floor and her thighs shivering against the concrete. Both her knees were bent back, her arms having been stretched over her ass until her fingers touched her heels. Leather straps had been affixed around her elbows and upper wrists, holding her arms together in a pinned-back fashion. Ropes then had been slipped around the wristcuffs, figure-eighted around her ankles to hold wrists and ankles together. Around her waist, another leather strap with iron studs had been fastened, a large metal ring now lying flat against her lower back. Karen tried speaking again, but the rubber gag prevented her from doing anything more than making several animal-like grunts.
"Let's string 'er up again."
Davey was grinning, pushing one booted toe right under her shoulder and jerking her body up. Karen grunted, biting down into the gag.
"Let's give her some inspiration, something more to think about rather than just hanging from the ceiling, Son-even more than thinking about one of us sticking his prick in her."
"How?"
"Wait. Let's get her up first."
Karen realized she was lying where she had been hosed, down. The drain was two feet away from her face. Rolling a little onto her right side, she looked up. The bar had been removed. Now she could see a long length of half-inch line draped through a pulley assembly high overhead, the free end slipped around the metal ring now attached to the leather waist strap. Uncle Billy was pulling.
Immediately Karen felt the belt tightening around her tummy. She was being hauled off the floor, her body tending to bend downward at each end from the waist strap. The rope holding her wrists and ankles together, however, kept the girl from draping down like a boneless cat. Karen struggled, the pressure around her stomach matching the tension tearing at her wrists, ankles and shoulders.
"A little more, Dad. She's not high enough, I think," Davey said.
Karen's tits hung from her upper chest sexily, her nipples growing stiff. All that leather pressing into her flesh was arousing her once more. Uncle Billy stopped, affixing the rope to an iron hook driven in the cinderblock cellar wall. He observed his niece dangling there, her bound, gagged body swaying gently from east to west, while goose bumps rose visibly all over her body. Checking the bonds once more, he moved around to another tall metal cabinet, unlocking the doors and rummaging around.
Davey was smoothing his fingers around her tits, pinching and tweaking her nipples and laughing as the girl squealed through the gag.
"You're somethin' else, Karen. I've said that a whole lotta times. But I never thought you'd turn into a regular fucking machine. Man, my old man and I are gonna put you through the paces. Fuck, I could kill myself on this fuckin' wet floor," Davey said, sliding on the wet concrete. His father came back with something that looked like a man's cock.
"Ever seen a dildo, Karen?" he asked.
The girl studied the long pink thing and shook her head.
"It's a sub for the real thing. Some dykes use it, some lonely women use it. Depends on what you want. I use it with a kind of twist."
Karen could only imagine what kind of twist her uncle had in mind for her!
"Watch this," he said, holding the horrid thing in front of her. His voice was matter-of-fact, as if he were explaining some math formula to a class. "It's got a small bulb here, not like your run-of-the-mill dildo, I might add," Bill said with a chuckle. "Watch what happens when I squeeze this thing. See?"
Karen's eyes widened. Suddenly parts of the dildo were swelling and enlarging, creating little bumps.
"See? These things create a kind of pressure inside you, stretching you even more. I think you'll like that. You couldn't get enough of my prick. Well, you're gonna get more than you bargained for with this mother. And," he said, arching his bushy eyebrows, "something more. If I fill the dildo with water first, your cunt'll be filled with water."
No. No more water! No more of that! Karen shook her head violently, grunting her disapproval of what he was going to do.
"And I won't flood the floor. See the collar at the end? It's designed to seal your cunt so the water inside keeps swelling your fuck-hole. It's a great device. Picked it up at one of those sex shops in Hollywood. Great place, that town!"
Karen felt that dim haze settling over her brain again. This would be another ordeal with her uncle and cousin. She twisted around a little more, then stopped, trying to calm herself. The more she wriggled, the more weight she put on her tummy, wrists and ankles. She panted heavily, wondering when he was going to insert that dreadful thing and fuck her with it.
Karen watched as Uncle Billy went to the sink and filled the dildo halffull with cold water. The hoses had evidently been pushed to one side. Parts of the basement floor were already drying, although there was a distinct damp smell in the area.
"Now, we're gonna stretch you so you don't hurt every damned time we fuck you."
"Nooooofffff!"
Karen's eyes widened as Uncle Billy moved under her pussy, spreading her cunt lips with his thumb and forefinger. She jerked at the touch of the plastic thing against her pussy.
Bill was forcing it into her, twisting it around and around as if he were screwing a bolt into wood. Karen squealed. That thing was thicker than Davey's prick, even thicker than her uncle's.
Her warm, wet cunt tissues snugged up against this strange intruder. It slipped past the swelling lips of her cunt, going down, down into her tightened little fuck-hole. Karen watched as Uncle Billy slipped inch after smooth, pink inch into her cunthole. The length of it butted and bored into her pussy.
"Ahhhhhhh!" she gasped.
Karen felt ice shoot along her veins as she stared into her uncle's eyes. There was a strange kind of excitement lighting up his face, an excitement that made her tremble even as she hung there helplessly in those bonds. He twisted more into her cunthole until the girl could feel that plastic cup fitting tightly against her pussy. It was all the way in. Karen groaned, moving her fingers to keep the blood circulating in them. She sagged, unable to say anything as Uncle Billy finished fitting the dildo to her cunt. Two leather straps hung from either end of the cup. These he slipped around her waist, doubly securing the plastic cock and bulb to her hanging body.
"Now we start, baby," Uncle Billy said.
Karen could feel the firm cool plastic pressing outward against her cuntwalls. She tightened her muscles, trying to force that dildo out. She wasn't sure what would follow now, but it would be far from pleasant at the start. If only Karen could work that thing out of her pussy before her uncle began squeezing that bulb.
"Uhhhhhhhh!" Karen howled, the rubber ball again gagging her as the cold water began seeping into her cunt. The icy liquid splashed around inside her, washing her down, making her jerk as her cunt walls tried to contract against the cold. The thickness of the dildo prevented her tissues from tightening. They stretched all the more in their efforts to squeeze around that invading plastic prick. Pain rode through every fiber of the girl's body. It was awful, hideous. Her uncle had planned this carefully. Even the hanging pain seemed like nothing compared to this odd stretching and contracting agony plaguing her cunt.
"Oh, yeah, yeah," Uncle Billy said, sweat beading his forehead. He stared, his lips curling into that hellish broad smile as the girl bounced and jerked in her bonds. He sent more cold water into her, flooding her cunt, stretching it to the tearing point. Karen felt that combination of pain and bitter cold mixing with the heavy, increasing pressure in her cunt.
He squeezed again. Karen chewed down hard on the ball, letting out another cry of anguish. Slowly she felt the water heating up in her pussy. Karen wished she could force the water out of her. Her kidneys were arching from the pressure. She tried straightening her body a little more, hoping that would increase her ability to take more of the fluid in. But the weight of her body made that impossible. More water shot in, making the girl scream now around the gagging ball. Spittle frothed around the stretched corners of her lips, dotting her chin.
"Now, I'll stretch something else, something that'll let me and my son fuck you at the same time. That'd be great wouldn't it bitch? To have two big pricks sawin' in you," Uncle Billy said. "Of course, Davey fucked your mouth while I fucked your cunt. But this time you'll have a cock in your ass, too!"
"Nooooooffffff!"
Karen watched as he approached her with a weird-looking metal instrument. It looked like a long metal tulip, the rounded lips protruding downward and ending in rounded curves. There were two of them, a probe-like instrument that could be widened or narrowed by a grip on the squeeze handles. It was this thing he approached her with, moving around until he had the bottom of that instrument up against her ass-hole. Karen shivered, hating that pressure in her asscrack.
"Now you have it at both ends, a dildo shooting water in your cunt, and this ass speculum drilling into your shitter. That enough for you, or do you want more?"
"Uhhfhfhffff!"
The more Uncle Billy shoved that thing in and spread the double-tongued lips, the more Karen screamed. He was plowing that awful speculum down deeper, her bowels cinching tight against it, trying to work that thing out. But Bill was strong, screwing the speculum down, down until Karen thought she would have it coming out her mouth.
"There," he sighed.
He had it in her all the way. With slow, fluttering movements he began fucking her ass-hole with it, opening the speculum, then letting it close. It was a slow, rhythmic in and out, spread and unspread movement. She gasped, feeling that at least the water stopped entering her pussy.
"Lower her down, Davey. Then move that low table over here. I'm gonna show your little slutty cousin just what it's like to be fucked by two men."
Karen writhed in her bonds. Bill jerked the speculum out with a sucking pop, throwing it on the floor. She heard the sound of his zipper pulling down again and gasped. There was a scraping sound. Davey had moved a small table directly under her. Slowly he lowered her until her nipples touched the wood. Then Karen felt her belly touch the table's surface. Davey was careful not to let the strain of the ropes against her belly and arms and legs slacken. Fixing the rope, he pulled down his pants, exposing his fat long prick.
"You slide under her, Son. Pull out the dildo and get going in her cunt. I'll work her ass open then fuck her ass."
"Oh, yeahhh, inside that hot pussy."
Davey reached around, unfastening the two leather straps, then sliding the dildo out from her cunt. Karen had a mini orgasm as the water gushed out, releasing the pressure that had bloated her pussy for so long. Davey squirmed naked on the table, his shoulder-blades hanging over the far end. He was going to fuck her on his back, his hands guiding her thighs over his crotch. Karen felt his prick brushing over her legs, then scrape over her cunt-mound. A shiver through her pussy told the girl she was more than ready for him. He raised her a bit, settling under the girl, then lowered her onto his prick. With a squishy sucking sound, the boy's cock fitted nicely into her cunt.
Karen shivered. For a second, she forgot the pulling weight aching through her body. Then there was movement behind her. Uncle Billy was squirming between her tightly bound legs. He climbed onto the crate, bracing his palms against either side. His trousers wrapped tightly around his ankles, nearly binding them together while he rubbed his prick up against her ass-cheeks. Karen winced, feeling his cockhead rubbing up against the rubbery, wrinkled flesh of her ass-hole. She let out a gasp, nearly swallowing the gagging rubber ball. That was when Davey fucked his prick all the way in, careful to make sure his cock rubbed up against her clit. Karen let out another sigh, closing her eyes as the pleasurable sensation of her cunt being fucked shot up to her brain. She nearly forgot about that painful ass-fuck. Then her uncle hunched down once more, kneading her ass-cheeks apart with both hands. His weight pushed him down hard onto his son. Davey shoved back, his hands braced on both Karen's tits. She felt his fingers clawing at her tits, mashing in her sensitive nipples, while he hunched down, then shoved back in as hard as he could. The young woman let out another baleful cry, spit frothing around her lips. Uncle Billy pressed down a little harder, working his hips from left to right, skewering her like a piece of beef.
"Goin' in, man, nice, nice and tight, real tight. Glad I used that speculum!"
Karen puffed, her cheeks ballooning out while her ass muscles cramped.
"Can feel you fuckin' her, Daddy. Yeah, man, she's movin' like a real hot whore!"
"Fuck 'er good, Son. That way she's gonna open up better for me!"
Uncle Billy kept on with the pressure, his cock bending a little at the center as more of his greasy prickmeat squeezed into her shitter. Karen shivered, her shoulders tensing and jerking up toward her head as the big stud slipped six inches of his fuckrod into her ass-hole. He stopped, shaking the sweat off his forehead. Karen felt the drops fall against her back. Her ass-cheeks and thighs flexed, her arms and legs straining against the leather bonds.
"Fuck, man, she's too much. Her cunt's so fuckin' hot, she's winkin' it down on me!" Davey fucked up, his fingers clawing at her tits. There were times when Karen thought he was going to tear off her hard nipples. The scratchy hairs on Davey's chest stung and tickled her nipples. In a moment, he was sliding his hands down between their sweaty bodies, working them over her spread cunt lips. "Ohhhhhhhh!"
He was tweaking her clit now, pushing it into the moist flesh around her cunt, the letting it pop back up against his knuckles. Uncle Billy was jerking more prickmeat into her ass-hole. When she tightened her ass muscles, he slapped down against the back of her head, warning her not to try to force him out.
"Okay, baby, take it all."
Uncle Billy fucked down into her, biting the nape of her neck like an animal, tightening every muscle in his body. The power nearly drove Karen though the crate with Davey. He had done it! She thought she could feel something near the top of her shitter ripping open as he rammed the full length of his prick into her ass! Karen's mouth opened wider, the ball smothering her muffled cry.
"Yaghghghhffff!"
Uncle Billy was all the way in now. He gave his prick a few jerks, laughing softly at the girl when she grunted at the sensation of his cock moving around in her ass. Then he started pulling, the obscene vacuum resulting making
Karen's cunt muscles milk down hard on Davey's fucking prick. He began fucking her faster, reaching around and pulling purposely at the restraining leather to increase the pain around her wrists and ankles. She shook her head wildly, her hair splashing over both hers and his face wh ile her cries became more hysterical.
"Nooofoofooffff, ohhhhhh, nooofffff!"
Uncle Billy pulled one quarter of the way out, paused, then fucked down deep again. This time the fucking was easier. He pressed his groin against her soft, white ass-cheeks, grunting with satisfaction as he drove his cock down a little farther into her ass this time.
"Yeah, Dad, man, it's somethin' feelin' cunt like this."
Davey was matching the strokes of his father, arching his back and hammering his prick like a pile driver into her cunthole. How her pussy burned, her clit sending sparks of unspeakable delight biting into her cunt. Heat burned her thighs, her ass-hole, her brain, as she hung there, bound hand and foot, fucked by father and son.
"Man, oh, dad, fuck, damn bitch's gonna make me cum!"
"Go for it, Son. Come on. We'll spray 'er good at the same time!"
Uncle Billy was breathing with raspy grunts, biting her neck again until Karen thought he was going to break her skin with his teeth. The stretched ring around her ass-hole pulsed oddly in time with the milking of her cunthole against her cousin's prick. The wet slapping sounds of her uncle's belly echoed in the room, while Davey jerked his stomach against hers. The rope above Karen threatened to give way.
"Uhhfhfhhfff!" she grunted.
Davey was mashing her tits with both his hands, yowling. And then Karen heard him cry out that he was cumming. She could feel his cum-spewing fuckpole in her cunt, jerking against her pussy walls.
And her cousin's climax triggered Uncle Billy's. He grabbed two fistfuls of her ass-flesh in both hands, jerking them apart as if he wanted to tear her body in half from the ass-end out. Crashing his knees against hers, he sent streamers of his red-hot cum spurting into her ass-hole! She was seared at both ends by her uncle and her cousin. Karen shot to that pinnacle of climax, herself, jiggling against the ropes and leather holding her prisoner as she came and came and came.