It's been said that every person has some dark passion within his soul-some hidden secret, desire, or whim that may never surface to be seen by even the closest confidante. Such a secret can be evil and sinister, or it may be trivial and trite.
In America, such passions are easily submerged and hidden by the complexities of everyday living. And often people are unaware of the dark passions which lie within themselves. Yet sometimes these passions are brought out where they cannot be ignored, and a person's life is changed forever.
Cyndi Dorn is a pretty, intelligent schoolgirl. She is still a virgin, but it is only when she is kidnapped by cruel relatives that she begins to understand herself and her true needs and desires.
CAPTIVE COUSIN-a shocking story about a young woman coming to grips with her true self. The story of a girl whose life is changed by one man's burning lust and need to dominate.
-The Publisher
Chapter One
Cyndi Dorn was not looking forward to her visit to the Dorn Ranch. School was out, and she had the whole summer to spend in the city. But Daddy wanted her to come to Texas to visit her cousins. Normally, of course, her pouting or whining would get her out of anything she didn't want to do, but she had been surprised to find it didn't work this time.
She hadn't seen her cousins in several years. They had lived close together when they were kids and had gotten along okay Heather Dorn, Cyndi remembered, had been very popular, especially with the boys. Heather would just shake her thick mane of black hair or slyly wink her bright-blue eyes, and the guys came running. And even in grade school, Heather had been more developed in a female way than her classmates.
Cyndi considered her cousin a bit trampy. Cyndi's own popularity was due to Daddy's money. She was Daddy's only little girl and spoiled rotten.
Cyndi had grown into a tall girl, just under five-ten. She had long blonde hair that she carefully kept tied up and back. It gave her an aloof, almost cold look. Her emerald green eyes added to the haughty, insolent aura she wanted. She generally intimidated all the guys she met. Cyndi didn't have much use for guys, anyway. No, she often told herself, she was above all the disgusting things that some of her friends bragged about.
Cyndi was a virgin, and proud of it.
"Hey, space cadet, Earth is calling," a cheerful voice said.
Cyndi was standing next to her luggage at the terminal glancing to her left, she saw two people approaching her. She immediately recognized Heather. Her cousin had really filled out since grade school! A tight halter top barely concealed Heather's big tits, and the thin material seemed in danger of being punctured by her pointed nipples. She might as well have worn no top at all, Cyndi thought disapprovingly. And the faded jeans that looked painted on were inches below her exposed navel. Cyndi couldn't believe anyone she knew would ever wear such an outfit in public.
Cyndi didn't recognize the guy with her cousin. He was just over six feet tall with black boots, a mangy pair of jeans, and a red tank top that showed off his darkly tanned arms and shoulders. He also wore a leather cowboy hat with a blue feather in front. Dark eyes stared at Cyndi from his hard, tanned face.
"Hey, Cuz, howya been?" Heather exclaimed, giving Cyndi an enthusiastic hug. "You've really shot up there since I saw you last."
Cyndi was a bit taken back by her cousin's aggressive greeting.
Laughing, Heather put her hands on her hips, thrust out her tits and asked: "Do I look like I've grown any?"
Embarrassed, the blonde girl nodded.
"Hey," drawled the guy with Heather, looking at Cyndi's dark blouse and skirt. "Why does she dress like she's going to a convent?"
"Oh, eat your shorts," Heather chided him, playfully hitting his arm. "This is Billy. He worked with Derrick and another guy at the ranch."
Derrick was Heather's older brother. There was, Cyndi recalled, a younger sister named Lisa.
Pointing to the suitcases, Heather told Billy: "Get those and put them in the truck, so we can be going."
"Okay, but I'll need the keys," Billy said, smiling mischievously.
The set of keys hung from the low waistband at the front of Heather's jeans. Billy thrust his right hand deep inside Heather's pants to retrieve them. The cowboy pushed his fingers down and left them there for several seconds as his hand pressed against Heather's lower belly. When he finally pulled the keys out, he put them between his teeth, but not before licking the metal ring. His dark eyes glared wickedly at Cyndi as he reached for her suitcases. She turned away, blushing.
"Oh, don't mind him," Heather said quickly, pulling her cousin toward the parking lot, "he's just in heat, as usual. C'mon, we're going to have lots of fun this summer. Trust me!"
During the long trip out to the ranch, Cyndi began to feel more and more uncomfortable. She had the strange feeling that Heather and Billy were sharing some secret joke at her expense. Once, when she was looking out the window, she thought Billy had put one of his hands between Heather's legs, but she wasn't sure.
As they finally pulled into a long lane leading to a large ranch house, Heather admitted: "Yeah, we're kinda far from town. But then there's no one to bother you. You know what I mean?"
"Not yet, she doesn't," Billy whispered, just loud enough for the blonde girl to hear.
Heather gave Billy a quick slap on the leg but didn't say anything.
The truck stopped in front of a large brick house. But before Cyndi could even get out of the pick-up, two of the biggest dogs she had ever seen charged out from the yard. Both dogs leaped up against the door and barked wildly. Automatically, Cyndi screamed, covered her head and leaned away from the door. She was terrified of big dogs. Billy quickly got out of the driver's side and went around to the animals, grabbing their collars and puffing them down.
Heather had put her arm around the blonde and comforted her. "Hey, honey, that's just Prince and King. They wouldn't hurt you. At least, not as long as you're with us."
After Billy had pulled the dogs out of sight, the girls got out of the truck. Heather wanted Cyndi to see the house and its other occupants.
There wasn't anyone in the front rooms, so they~ ended up at the pool behind the house. Two guys and Heather's younger sister were sunbathing. Derrick, Heather's brother, stood and walked toward them as they came from the house. He was six-six, maybe seven, deeply tanned, and quite muscular. He bad a head full of dark curly hair and the same blue eyes as Heather. Smiling, he affected Cyndi strangely.
She felt somehow excited and fearful of him, but she couldn't pin down exactly why. Derrick extended a huge hand to her.
"Hello, Cyndi. We've been looking forward to your visit~ How's your father?"
"Oh, he's fine. Do you know him well?" Cyndi seemed taken aback by Derrick. She wondered how well he knew her father.
"Yes, we have mutual business from time to time," Derrick told her, gently leading her to the others. "It was his idea that you come here, wasn't it?"
Cyndi nodded, wondering what had been said about her.
The other guy at the pool watched Derrick and Cyndi approach. Derrick introduced him as Tom; he and Billy were the ranch's two hired hands. When Tom stood up, he was almost as tall as Derrick. He had a sleek, easy way of moving that made him seem cat-like. He looked too cocky or sure of himself to suit Cyndi. Tom's body was as tanned as Derrick's, but he looked stronger and somehow meaner. He stared openly at Cyndi for several seconds, then turned to Derrick.
"So this Amazon is your cousin? Great, I like a lotta woman in a single tail."
"So, what the fuck am I, chopped ham?"
The voice had called from behind the two guys. Cyndi glanced around them to see a slim, petite teenager-Heather's sister, Lisa. Lisa was just under five feet tall and had smaller tits than her sister. But, for someone her age, she had developed a nice set of tits. And since she wasn't even wearing a top to her bathing suit, it was very easy to judge them.
Like Cyndi, Lisa had long blonde hair, but the younger girl's hair was not tied up. It fell down on her shoulders and along her back. Her young, fight tummy was splendidly displayed in the tiniest bikini bottom Cyndi had ever seen. The swimsuit looked more like a pair of blue vinyl panties, and there were small tufts of golden pussy hair peeking out the edges.
"Damn broad looks like a fucking horse to me," Lisa said with a sneer.
"Now, Lisa, behave yourself," Derrick warned good-naturedly, "or I'm going to have to punish you."
"Is that a promise, big brother?" the teenager teased, turning and wiggling her tightly clad ass.
But when Derrick playfully moved toward her, his kid sister leaped into the pool, squealing.
Everyone laughed. Except Cyndi, who really didn't think the little tramp had any proper breeding at all. And Cyndi had thought Heather was awful! Lisa was much worse.
Cyndi was aware that Derrick had been watching her with special interest, and it was beginning to make the blonde visitor uneasy. Finally, Derrick turned to the other guys.
"Tom, you and Billy go out and make sure everything is shut down for the night."
Immediately, both young men left to do as they were told. Derrick then turned to his youngest sister, who was climbing out of the pool.
"Get Heather and go down to the basement. The rest of us will be down there soon."
There was a strange kind of excitement in the younger girl's eyes as she nodded to her brother and went inside the house. When Lisa passed Cyndi, she gave her cousin a mocking, haunting look that frightened the tall blonde.
"Did your father ever tell you anything about what we do here?" Derrick asked Cyndi.
"Not really," Cyndi replied, feeling uncomfortable being alone with her handsome cousin. "He said you trained animals. I guessed you train them for shows or as security pets or something like that."
Derrick smiled mysteriously. "It's a bit more complicated than that. You see, in addition to horses and canines, there are more exotic pets. And the more exotic the beast, the more exotic the training. King and Price are our prizes, though. They even help in the training at times. There are people who have some very eccentric requirements for their animals, requirements that are not necessarily made public. Your father, for instance."
"My father?" Cyndi seemed confused.
"My father doesn't own an animal."
Derrick smiled strangely. "No, but he will. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to put some more clothes on."
Derrick went into the house, leaving the tall girl alone at the pool. Cyndi felt uneasy. Why was she here? She had nothing in common with these people, especially the two sisters. Both of them acted like whores.
"It's time you saw our basement. We have a lot of work to do," Derrick called from the house.
He had put on some jeans and a shirt. His confident, knowing look disquieted his young cousin as he slowly walked over to her. Instinctively, the girl felt a strong impulse to run, but Derrick stared at her in his uncompromising way. Without knowing why, Cyndi was suddenly afraid ,of going to the basement.
Her cousin's powerful right hand was suddenly on her arm, pulling her into the house.
"Ow! Don't be so rough," Cyndi complained, stumbling alongside her huge cousin. "Who do you think I am?"
"I know exactly who and what you are Cyndi," Derrick told her mockingly.
Then, holding her roughly, he led her through the kitchen to the doorway at the top of the basement steps. Cyndi had no choice, so she went down the stairs.
The basement was large but contained only a few pieces of furniture. A couch and two easy chairs formed a semi-circle at the center of the room. There was also a small wooden stool near the couch. The floor was covered with bright tile, except in front of the chairs and couch, where a large blue mat had been placed. Cyndi noticed that several chains hung from the beams above the mat.
In one corner of the room, a tall brown case contained several whips, straps, and some animal collars. In another corner, a doorway led into a room that Cyndi couldn't see. There was a light in the other room, and Cyndi thought she saw shadows moving inside. The basement also had a cleaning stall, undoubtedly for washing the animals.
Derrick led his cousin to the center of the room. He then pointed to the small wooden stool. There were several leather loops attached to the seat and at the bottoms of the legs.
"Sit there," Derrick ordered.
Cyndi frowned, thinking how much more comfortable the couch and chairs looked. Her cousin, however, didn't look as if he wanted to debate the matter. Reluctantly, Cyndi sat down on the stool.
Immediately, Derrick grabbed her hands and pulled them behind her back. Cyndi heard two clicks and felt leather manacles closed around her wrists. Instinctively, she pulled at the locks.
She found she couldn't move her hands! Derrick reached down and pulled her ankles back also, locking them to the legs of the stool. CyndI was trapped on the stool. Her legs were pulled apart and the tension on her arms pushed her tits upward.
"What is this? Let me go!" Cyndi screamed, twisting and pulling at her bonds.
Derrick stood silently behind her and began removing some of the pins that held the girl's long blonde hair in a tight bun.
"Let me go immediately! I demand it!" the tall captive shouted, trying to turn and face her cousin.
Derrick silently continued removing the pins, freeing the frantic girl's long soft golden strands so that they flowed down her back. He pulled his fingers through them, obviously pleased by the length and texture. He ran his hand through the delicate yellow mane and began stroking Cyndi's face with it. Then, without warning, his fist twisted in the hair and painfully puI1ed his cousin's head back, holding It directly under his face. He stared coldly at the beautiful, frightened girl who looked up at him with terror. He bent over her so that his face was just inches from hers.
"You will learn to obey as you have never imagined possible," he growled, turning his fist and pulling her hair even tighter. "Kiss me, you pretty little bitch."
Cyndi shook her head wildly, tears starting to flow down her cheeks. "N-no, please! What have I done to you?" she pleaded.
His hand pulled tighter, the grip threatening to snap her fragile neck. Weakly, she closed her eyes and opened her lips, readying herself.
"Open your eyes!" he commanded angrily, yanking on her hair.
Instantly Cyndi obeyed. Her green eyes and their long lashes shone wetly, the tears soaking her cheeks. Grinning savagely, Derrick closed his mouth over hers, thrusting his tongue deeply past her soft, helpless lips. There was nothing gentle about the violation. It was savage and lustful. Finally, not even realizing it, Cyndi began to squirm up against him. Her tongue began to come alive against his. With his free hand, Derrick tore open Cyndi's blouse and brutally caressed her bra-covered tits. The thin bra was a lacy silk piece of underwear that Cyndi had never intended anyone else to see, let alone touch. Derrick's hand ripped the fragile material and pulled it off the terrified girl, exposing her tits.
"You won't need this, now," he laughed, pulling his mouth from hers so he could savor the delicious sight of her big firm tits peeking from beneath the torn blouse.
His palm pressed painfully against her left tit, flattening it against her chest. Then he pulled her tit outward while using his other, hand to pull her hair even harder in the opposite direction. Then his fingers pinched brutally at the hardened nipple of his cousin's tit. Again, he pressed his mouth against hers.
Cyndi's head was so tightly held, she couldn't even shake it or turn away. A thousand seemingly terrible things began happening to the young girl's body as it was handled so harshly. She pushed her nails into her palms, trying to fight the sensations that were beginning to control her. She could feel her belly heave and her pussy start to become damp and warm. Her lips pressed themselves against his as her sensitive tits were squeezed and kneaded harshly. She tried to convince herself that she was only acting out of terror, being too afraid to resist.
Then Derrick abruptly pulled away from her, taking his hand from inside her torn blouse and holding his face inches above hers.
"Damn," he said, almost with admiration. "You're already hot for it."
"No! No'! I'm not, it's not true!" Cyndi cried, turning her face from his knowing gaze. She shuddered, hearing him laugh.
"No matter" he said, loosening his grip on her hair and running both hands along her neck and across her shoulders., "By the time we're done with you, you'll beg for it."
"Never," Cyndi claimed, trying to sound braver and more confident than she felt.
Then she heard the basement door open behind her. She felt a spark of hope. Maybe the others had come to release her from this madness.
Chapter Two
"Hey, man, did you start the party without us?" Tom asked, walking into Cyndi's view, looking at her torn blouse and exposed tits.
Billy followed closely behind, also hungrily looking at Cyndi chained to the stool. Neither youth seemed surprised. And neither seemed in any way interested in releasing her. Cyndi moaned pitifully, losing hope.
Tom reached down and picked up the lacy bra that had been thrown to the floor. Crushing the material between his fingers, he stared brazenly at the young captive. He rolled it in his palms as he spoke.
"Is this yours, baby?"
Cyndi nodded, too terrified to speak.
"You want it back?" he teased, moving closer to her.
When she didn't answer, her hair was grabbed again and her head yanked back and forth roughly.
"Answer him, bitch!" Derrick commanded.
"N-no ... I mean yes!" she stuttered, confused. "Please don't hurt me anymore. I'll do what you want."
Tom had rolled the flimsy bra into a tight ball; he shoved it down the front of his dirty jeans and walked right up to the stool. He stood with his feet spread and his cock-bulge inches from Cyndi's face.
"Go ahead, cunt, get it." He leered down at her, enjoying her horrified expression.
Derrick released her hair and stood back to watch the show. Tom was standing so close to the chained girl that his crotch was all she could see. They hadn't untied her hands, but she understood how she was supposed to get the bra out of the hired hand's pants. But she couldn't do it, she just couldn't bring herself to use her mouth to unzip his jeans. It was too disgusting. Even now she could feel the heat from him, and she could smell him, too. It was having a strange effect on her.
Suddenly Tom reached out and grabbed her ears in both his hands and pulled her face into his crotch. He began rubbing her face back and forth across the front of his jeans.
"C'mon baby, don't you want to know what's in there for you?"
Cyndi could feel her face burning with shame and humiliation. And as she brushed against her tormentor, she could feel the soft ball of cloth in his jeans, and something harder behind it, something big and hard. Her ears were hurting and she wondered if he was going to tear them off. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore.
"Okay, okay, I'll do it! Please let me go!" she begged, her voice muffled against his crotch.
He released her and put his hands on his hips.
"Do the top button before you unzip it," he told her, thrusting himself forward.
She trembled as she tried to undo the button with her teeth. It was hard work. Her pink tongue licked at the waistband of Tom's jeans as she tried to grasp the material with her teeth. She found herself twisting her head painfully and leaning forward off the stool. As she leaned forward, her face pressed against Tom's well muscled stomach. Her face was becoming even redder and the veins in her neck stood out from her straining. Tom began to stroke her head, his fingers running through her long thick mane.
"Hey, baby, try harder. Think of all the great meat you'll get when you're finished," Billy said while his buddy kept himself busy playing with her ears and neck.
Derrick was standing directly behind his captive, so she couldn't see him. He pulled her torn blouse off her shoulders and down her bound arms. Her tits were now completely exposed. Tom watched as Derrick began squeezing and pinching her nipples. The sight of the beautiful chick struggling to undo his jeans with her mouth while his boss teased and twisted her tits was almost too much for Tom. He could feel the lust building up in his balls.
When the button finally came undone, Cyndi felt almost victorious. She gently bit on the metal zipper tab and, straining, began to pull it downward. But as she pulled it, she slipped several times when Tom intentionally jerked back, causing her to lose the grip and forcing her to press her face even harder into his crotch.
Derrick's fingers continued their harsh fondling of her soft tit-mounds. As she was finishing her task, Cyndi could feel the heat from Tom's groin as his heavy sex mask overwhelmed her. Tom had nothing in his jeans but the soft lace and a huge hard-on. Suddenly his bare prick pushed out through the opened jeans and pressed against the young blonde's cheek.
It was the first cock she had ever touched. Tom's cock was over seven inches long and very thick.
Carefully, very carefully, Cyndi bit the lacy cloth and pulled it from Tom's trousers. His semi-erect cock, like an awakening snake, dangled just in front of the girl's face. She leaned back, still holding the lace bra with her teeth. She felt too ashamed and terrified to look up at her tormentor. He patted the top of her head like he was rewarding a favorite puppy.
"Well, good, baby. That wasn't so bad," Tom said, letting his hands and fingers tug at her hair. "Now do you know what you get to do?"
Cyndi shook her head, hoping desperately that the nightmare was over, but sensing it had only begun.
"Don't be stupid, cunt," Derrick warned. "Tell him what you're going to do next. Tell him what you want to do next. Beg him to let you."
'"No, please don't make me!" Cyndi pleaded softly, shaking her pretty head and letting the lacy bra fall from her mouth.
Derrick's strong fingers began pinching both Cyndi's nipples. He rolled them between his thumbs and forefingers, trapping the sensitive nipples under his hard nails. Cyndi screamed, unable to believe the pain. Derrick whispered to her wickedly, his hot breath on her neck.
"Beg him to let you suck his cock."
"Yes, let me, please'" she cried out, trying to twist out of the torturous grip. But the horrible pressure didn't ease any at al."
"No, my pretty animal, beg him to let you suck his cock."
Cyndi looked up at Tom, wet tears blurring her sight. She could just barely see his expression. He grinned at her hungrily. For just an instant, Cyndi forgot the pain, and marveled at the intensity of the lust she caused in the men assaulting her. But her mind quickly washed the thought away as she sought to escape the torment.
"I-I beg you to let me suck your cock," she whispered up at Tom.
"I don't know, baby, you don't sound sincere to me. Besides, I like watching you squirm. It's turning me on!" Tom teased.
"Oh God, please let me! I'll do it good, I really will," Cyndi promised, trying to sound sincere.
"Okay, bitch, go for it," Tom agreed, pulling his jeans down enough to completely free his prick. "Lick it, first."
Derrick released most of the pressure on the girl's tits and went back to kneading and squeezing them. Cyndi gasped with relief. Then, desperately, she started licking the youth's big cock. She had never done it before, so she wasn't sure what would work. She was terrified of disappointing him. Her tongue lapped up and down the cock-shaft, then she ran her tongue over the bulbous cock-head, poking the tip of her tongue in his piss-hole. She was filled with shame, but she put it aside, wanting only to concentrate on pleasing the demanding young man.
"Oh, baby, not bad," Tom moaned, pulling at the long strands of blonde hair as if they were reins. "Now kiss it some and work on my balls. But gently, baby. For your sake, make sure it's gently."
He gave her hair a sharp tug to emphasize his point.
Cyndi's lips moved back down the shaft of his cock and she began kissing his balls. Her small upturned nose nestled deeply in Tom's crotch, his curly hair pressed against her face and nostrils. Cyndi bent forward as much as she could so she could lick underneath his cum-filled balls. He lifted one foot and rested it on her leg so she could get under his balls. Obediently, Cyndi pushed her face deep between his legs. As she lapped at the heavy cum-sacs, her cute little nose was pressed between his ass-cheeks. Torn hadn't bathed since working outside that evening. His cent filled the young girl's senses.
"Goddamn!" Billy shouted, standing to the side and rubbing his cock-bulge. "Look at that whore go! Man, I can't wait to get this cunt down to some serious fucking. I'll bet she digs this more than any of the others."
"Patience, my boy, patience," Derrick laughed, his hands moving down Cyndi's smooth stomach while his fingers slipped past the loose waistband of her skirt and into her panties.
Suddenly Derrick's powerful hands tore the clasp of the skirt and continued to rip it apart. He discarded the shredded garment on the floor. Cyndi was now chained to the stool with only her flimsy panties intact. But what frightened her even more was what Billy had been saying. They weren't really going to force her to fuck, were they? She was a virgin. She tried to pull her head up, but Tom twisted his fists and pulled at her hair painfully.
"Don't slow down now, bitch! You don't come up for air till the job is done," he growled at her.
Cyndi leaned forward as far as she possibly could, pushing her tongue deep between his legs. Opening her mouth widely, she very carefully sucked in one of Tom's balls. He let her work on one ball, then another. Then he pulled away from her.
"Okay, baby, open wide," Tom instructed, taking her head between his hands.
Cyndi swallowed hard and formed an 0 with her lips.
"Look at the bitch She must have been sucking cock since she was three." Tom laughed.
Cyndi wanted to shake her head in denial, but she was too afraid to move. Even worse, she could feel Derrick's probing fingers reaching into her panties. His fingers slid through her thick cunt-bush toward her damp pussy. And the girl's pussy was wet. Very wet. Cyndi was even more ashamed of that than she was of the way she had opened her mouth for Tom's cock. It was only fear, she tried to tell herself, that made her wet down there. But when Derrick stroked her cunt-lips and then brushed her clit, Cyndi's ass seemed to leap at his touch.
"It's just as I thought," Derrick whispered to her. "You want it as bad as any whore, maybe even more than most. Don't worry, little animal, you're going to get everything you need and more."
His fingers played with her pussy-lips, but he had no intention of inserting them. He wanted her even hotter than she was now.
Tom squared himself off at the sexy little target in front of him. Then grabbing both her ears again, he started thrusting forward. He moved slowly, because it gave him even more pleasure that way. He wasn't particularly concerned about his captive's comforts. As the cock-head pressed past Cyndi's lips, it pushed down against her tongue. Tom was also using the girl's ears to pull her forward.
"Use your tongue, bitch. I don't want to do all the work," he said.
Cyndi's neck and throat were tired and strained. Yet she found herself squirming against the thick cock filling her mouth. Uncontrollably, her belly moved against Derrick's expert hand. She couldn't help it. As she started swirling her wet tongue around the thick shaft of cock-meat pushing toward the back of her throat, Cyndi's breathing became harder, more labored. Tom's prick was now several inches into her mouth, and her lips were stretched tightly around it. Still she managed to move her tongue enough to stroke the underside of his prick as he began fucking her face. He slammed all seven inches into the wet cave of her throat. Cyndi's nose was pressed against the hairy crotch and hard stomach of her captor.
Billy could see the bulge of his buddy's cockhead pushing out against the girl's delicate neck. He also noticed Cyndi moving her hips up to Derrick's hands. Billy could see Derrick's fingers playing with the girl's cunt. Strapped to the chair, Cyndi was still trying to push her hot pussy up from the seat. Billy slapped his hands against his thighs in wonder.
"Fucking Christ, that whore is hot! C'mon, Tom, fill the bitch full of cum, drown her in the stuff!"
Tom appeared to have every intention of following his friend's advice. His cock-head was now shoving well down the blonde's throat. Cyndi's efforts to gasp for air made her throat muscle contract involuntarily, greatly increasing Tom's pleasure. She tried to relax, letting him fuck in and out of her mouth. She had no control over her head movements, because Tom was still pulling on her ears.
Finally, Tom stood up on the tips of his toes, so he could ram his cock even farther down his lovely victim's throat. Cyndi sensed he was about to come.
"Get ready, bitch. I want you to swallow it all, don't lose any of it!" he warned.
Then suddenly he jammed his thick fucker all the way to her throat and began pumping out his hot jism.
Cyndi felt his cock jerking wildly. And her mouth became full of hot salty cum, washing her throat and coating her tongue and teeth. It seemed like he would never stop, he would just keep filling her full of thick gobs of cum. Jism even went up her nostrils and dribbled out of her mouth and down her chin. She tried to turn her head, but Tom held her trapped against him.
At last his cock stopped shooting jism. She coughed lightly, the tiny spasms giving Tom an extra thrill. His fingers yanked viciously at the girl's ears as his whole body shook with the force of his orgasm. His ass-cheeks twitched as his prick jerked, spitting out the last drops of his cum-load. He left his cock in her mouth as it softened.
Cyndi didn't dare pull away. She just rested her forehead against his belly and waited. She looked like she was permanently attached to Tom's crotch by his long prick.
"That's the hottest mouth I've fucked in a long time," Tom admitted, patting both sides of Cyndi's cheeks. "Okay, whore, I'm going to pull my prick out and I want you to clean it off. Don't leave my prick messy with jizz. You understand, baby?"
The pretty captive nodded, her lips still closed around his prick. Tom pulled his cock out of Cyndi's mouth and held it in front of her face. It was still coated with his cum. Before she could lick his prick clean, she had to swallow all the jism in her mouth. She found it didn't taste as bad as she feared; in fact, the feel of the slippery cum going down her throat excited her. She timidly pushed her tongue out and carefully wiped off the remaining fuck-juices on Tom's cock-head and along the cock-shaft. When Tom gently squeezed his prick, Cyndi immediately licked up the pearl of white jism that came out of his piss-hole. He pulled back, indicating he was finished.
After Tom zipped his jeans back up, he ran r a forefinger along Cyndi's chin where some of his creamy jism had spilled from her lips. He held the finger in front of her face and let her lick the cum off. Then he used her long blonde hair to dry his hands.
"You let some of it spill, didn't you, bitch?"
Tom towered over her, watching her face. He was smiling strangely and his eyes seemed especially dark.
"I-I couldn't help it, I've never done that before," she said, trembling.
"Don't lie to us, little cousin," Derrick warned, pulling his hands away from her hot cunt. "You're probably a deep-throater from way back."
"No, I swear!" Cyndi insisted. "I'm innocent. I'm a virgin, I've never even had sex!"
"Bull shit!" Tom exclaimed, not believing her.
"Never mind, we'll find out later," Derrick then assured his hired hand. "After her punishment."
"Punishment? What do you mean?" Cyndi asked.
"Why, you disobeyed Tom's instructions," Derrick explained, mocking surprise at her confusion. "You let some of his valuable cum escape. Surely you didn't expect that to go unnoticed."
The girl hung her head, afraid to look at the horny young men around her. Her long thick hair fell forward to where her legs were chained to the stool. She was tied and naked, except for the thin pink panties. She could almost feel the lusty heat of their eyes as they watched her menacingly.
Chapter Three
"It's show time!" Derrick announced. "Tom, go tell the girls that we're waiting."
Cyndi was still chained to the stool as the three young studs surrounded her. Her torn blouse gave tantalizing peeks at the full, firm tits that Derrick had so brazenly handled. Cyndi's sexy tit-mounds moved temptingly with her heavy breathing, and she could only imagine what it must look like to her sex-hungry captors. She kept her head down, afraid to see the bestial lust in their eyes. She couldn't avoid hearing them, though, and that was almost as bad.
"Gee, Derrick," Billy complained, sounding disappointed. "I thought we were going to punish the bitch first."
"Don't be so impatient," Derrick chided, lightly slapping his buddy on the arm. "We'll get to her again. You know me, I'll make sure the chick gets hers in the end!"
"And in the mouth, and up the ass, and everywhere else," Billy joked as Tom went to get Lisa and Heather.
Cyndi risked a glance to see Tom walking off toward the small room at the other end of the basement. When he entered the room, he disappeared from Cyndi's view.
"Are you comfortable, little animal?" Derrick asked, standing in front of her.
She kept her head down, too frightened to look up or speak.
"You have very nice tits, cousin," Derrick commented approvingly. "It would be a shame to hide them. And the one thing we don't allow here is shame. Now, thank me for helping you to show those great tits. And look at me when you say it."
With an incredible effort, Cyndi looked up at him as she spoke.
"Thank you." Her eyes were wet and her cheeks blushed beautifully.
"Not bad, but there is something else you need to learn. When you are permitted to speak, you must address all males as Master and all females as Mistress. So, thank me once more. And this time, be sure to state exactly what you are thanking me for. Okay?"
Cyndi nodded. "Thank you, Master, for exposing my breasts."
Derrick smiled and patted her head. Then he pulled a chair next to the stool. Billy had already taken a seat at one end of the couch and was stroking the big cock-bulge in his jeans, anxiously waiting for more fun to begin. They both looked expectantly at the doorway to the other room. Cyndi, too, was watching. She tried not to notice that Derrick was the only one not watching the doorway. He was still examining her.
Finally, the two girls emerged from the other room.
Cyndi gasped, too shocked to even turn away.
Lisa wore nothing except a tiny pair of black leather panties and long black boots that went up to her thighs. She had a haughty, insolent look as she walked, swaying her small hips seductively and thrusting out her peach-sized tits. Her childish body contrasted with the womanly lust betrayed in her face. The sexy teenager looked like something from a sailor's wet dream.
The thin riding crop she held in one hand tapped lightly against her shiny boots. In the other hand, she held a long leash that she kept tightly pulled, not allowing much slack. At the end of the leash, on her hands and knees, was Heather.
Heather crawled behind her younger sister. She was completely naked except for a collar locked around her neck which was snapped to the leash Lisa controlled.
The older sister looked like a beautifully trained show animal ready for exhibition. Her large heavy tits swayed as she crawled. The thick black hair that framed her head like a dark curly mane shook loosely every time Lisa jerked on the leash. Lisa kept Heather's head pulled up, so everyone could see her face. The older sister's blue eyes burned bright and clear, and her full, soft lips were damp where she constantly brushed them with the tip of her tongue. The sleek muscles in her thighs moved sexily as she crawled.
Her bowed body erotically flashed her sexy, firm ass-cheeks and delicate back. Everything about her movement was designed to expose the most sexually stimulating qualities of her nakedness.
Cyndi noticed that the tips of Heather's nipples were hard and pointed and that her breathing was labored by more than just physical exertion. Even Cyndi could tell that her dark-haired cousin was extremely aroused at being so displayed.
"Heather has been trained," Derrick informed his bound cousin, "as indeed you will be trained."
Cyndi, horrified, quickly looked at him. He meant it! They were going to try to turn her into some kind of sex-slave!
But she would resist, she convinced herself. She would somehow fight them. Maybe she could even pretend to become what they wanted, and fool them. She had to, she couldn't let them win. She just couldn't.
Lisa led her sister to the couch where Tom and Billy watched hungrily. Heather had kept in step expertly, crawling quickly and obediently. She had clearly done it many times before. Cyndi wondered how many men had seen her cousin this way. When Lisa stopped just in front of Tom, Heather immediately came in to rest on her hands and knees.
Tom lay back on the couch, one leg dangling over the arm rest. He stared openly at her. Heather's head was held high by the collar and leash. Lisa pressed the tip of the riding crop against her sister's cheek, turning her head toward the hired hand seated near her.
"Say hello to Tom," Lisa commanded, smiled wickedly.
The tension on the leash slackened, and Heather put her face to the floor, where Torn rested a foot. She then began pushing her thick hair and soft face affectionately against his dirty boot. She moved upward, continually pressing against his leg. She even made a small purring noise as she pressed her lips to his jeans.
"Every female has certain animalistic qualities that emerge through proper training," Derrick whispered to Cyndi, who had been too horribly captivated by the bizarre spectacle to even turn away. "Heather's dominant trait is somewhat feline in nature. Lisa's, on the other hand, is particularly reptilian. Yours is currently unknown-an ignorance we will assuredly rectify."
Cyndi shuddered. Heather had reached Tom's thighs. He held a hand in front of her and she immediately licked his fingers and palm.
Swinging his other leg from the armrest, Tom trapped the young girl's head between his knees, forcing her to struggle briefly. He then allowed her to move her face upward. As she nuzzled her lips against his cock-bulge, Heather's tits rubbed against his legs. Finally, unable to control himself, Tom seized the sexy creature's arms and pulled her face up to his. He crushed his mouth against hers as she pressed her body against him.
Whimpering with need, Heather raised a leg and tried to push her hot juicy pussy against one of his knees, desperately trying to stimulate her engorged clit. Because Tom's powerful grip held the girl's arms pinned to her sides, the dark-haired she-beast could only twist and twitch her ass in an effort to hump his kneecap. It was a shameless effort to rub her burning cunt.
Swish! Smack!
Lisa lashed the riding crop against Heather's ass, leaving a dim red line where it hit. She raised her hand to bring it down again.
"Stop that," the slim teenager ordered. "You weren't given permission to pleasure yourself!"
Swish! Smack!
The riding crop struck again, this time high on the back of Heather's thighs. Her whole body began twitching uncontrollably. Tom pulled his mouth away from hers and locked her even more tightly in his muscular arms, trapping her helplessly for the beating.
"Go ahead, whip the whore!" he shouted, laughing as she struggled sensuously in his hands.
Lisa rained down blow after blow on her struggling sister.
Tom's knees were between Heather's thighs so he could spread her long legs widely apart. As he pulled her body tightly to him, he forced the legs apart, leaving her inner thighs and pussy vulnerable to Lisa's blows. The wicked nymphet kept slashing away at Heather's plump ass and sensitive thighs.. She aimed her blows so they sliced evenly along her ass-mounds and down the backs of her sleek, tanned legs. The flexible shaft of the crop also lashed against Heather's inner thighs and on her curly-haired cunt. Whenever a blow landed on the girl's damp pussy, it snapped brutally at her aching setting her whole ass to twitching.
Lisa, meanwhile, did her work enthusiastically. As one hand continued to beat away with the whip, her other hand reached into her leather panties and she stroked her own pussy.
Derrick quietly explained to Cyndi, whose eyes were wide and unbelieving.
"Female animals must be given permission to do everything from relieving themselves to speaking. Do you understand?"
His cousin was so engrossed in the spectacle that she barely heard him. Suddenly he reached out and viciously pinched one of her nipples and jerked it, shaking the tit brutally.
"Do you understand?"
"Y-yes!"
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, Master," the girl answered quickly, remembering.
Derrick nodded, releasing her nipple and returning his attention to his sisters.
Heather's knees were on the edge of the couch, pushing her ass and legs high in the air. Lisa's small arm was swinging the whip wildly, leaving tiny red lines all along the back of the beautiful body in front of her. Finally, Tom threw the girl off the couch and onto the floor. Heather quickly returned to a resting position on her hands and knees. Lisa pulled on the leash, jerking the girl's bead upward. She held the riding crop directly in front of her sister. Heather pushed her tongue along its shaft slowly and pursed her lips to kiss it frequently. She even sucked at the edge, making small soft noises as she did it. When her lips reached the handle, she kissed Lisa's hand.
"Thank you, Mistress," Heather told her sister.
"Bring the pussy over here. I want to check out her ass," Billy said, licking his lips hungrily.
Lisa led Heather to where the other hired hand waited. Heather crawled to him and then turned so her ass was easily within his reach. Lisa stood directly in front of the girl, so that Heather's face was mere inches from the younger teenager's black leather panties. Heather kept her gaze forward, staring at her sister's belly. Without warning, Billy suddenly slammed his open palm against the delicious ass just beneath him.
The vicious slap made a loud clap that filled the whole room. Heather was knocked forward into Lisa, but she quickly moved back into position. There was a deep smear of red where Billy had hit her.
"Okay, let's see if the bitch is as hot as she looks," Billy said, grinning and leaning forward.
He put one hand on the small of her back as if to hold it down. He curled the fingers of his other hand and reached between the1girl's legs and harshly raked at the thick black bush covering her cunt. Shoving several fingers deep in the girl's hot pussy-hole, he pulled his hand through the curly cunt-hairs. He was able to keep the tips of his fingers in Heather's fuck-pit as he pushed his thumb up her ass-crack and began teasing her tiny asshole. Then he closed his fist, violating both holes at once. Savagely holding the helpless girl by cunt and asshole, Billy began thrusting his arm forward, actually lifting Heather's ass off the ground.
Heather went wild.
Cyndi had never heard the kinds of moans coming from deep inside the abused girl. She had never even imagined such bestial growls of pure sexual heat were even possible in humans. The blonde captive found herself irresistibly responding to the lewd noises. Her hands, tied behind her, began to clench and unclench as she pushed her nails into her palms, fighting the emotions overwhelming her. She didn't realize that her ass was squirming against the stool seat, but she knew her pussy was hot and damp.
Heather, not permitted to speak, was moaning deliciously. She had pressed her face tightly against Lisa's panties and was desperately licking and biting the leather that covered the girl's hot pussy. The petite sex imp didn't slap her sister's face away. Instead, she gripped her own small tits and fondled them roughly, never taking her eyes off the cute ass being jerked back and forth by Billy's powerful arm.
Billy was having a really good time. Used to moving heavy ranch equipment, he found it easy to lift Heather's fight ass with one hand. With his free hand, he slapped at the reddening ass-cheeks bouncing before him. The rocking, twisting motion of his other hand caused his fingers to slither in and out of Heather's fuck-holes. And Heather was humping his hand for all she was worth.
"Yeah, baby!" Billy cried out. "Ride it, ride it hard!"
"Do her, Billy, do her good!" Lisa shouted, puffing the girl's head even harder against her leather panties.
Suddenly, Heather's stomach muscles began to convulse and her long legs stiffened.
"She starting to come," Derrick told Cyndi. "Watch her-it's almost as interesting as when Lisa does."
Heather's thighs clamped down on the fist stuck between her legs and her toes pointed outward. Every beautiful muscle in her sleek body stood out as she shook. With her palms still supporting her front weight and her face being pulled tightly against Lisa's cunt, all of her back weight was held up by the fingers buried deep in her cunt and asshole. Her trembling turned to powerful spasms as she came. Lisa was shoving her sister's face up and down in her crotch, much as Tom had done to Cyndi's face earlier.
"That's it, bitch!" Lisa screamed at the twitching, jerking girl. "Show us what a hot cunt you really are!"
Heather grunted, closing her eyes but keeping her face moving against Lisa's crotch. Just as Heather peaked, Billy rammed his hand up her cunt so that it seemed to swallow his whole fist. Laughing lustily, he impaled the writhing girl on his fist as she orgasmed.
Even when Heather's legs relaxed and her body collapsed under the drain of energy, Billy kept his fingers in her fuck-holes and toyed with them to keep her hot and at the edge of another orgasm.
Lisa, too, was at the edge, but she hadn't come. Cyndi wondered if Lisa, like her sister, as not permitted release until commanded. Cyndi, correctly, had understood Lisa's pleading glance at her brother to be a request for such permission. The bound blonde had also correctly understood the reply as Derrick shook his head mercilessly. Cyndi shuddered at the thought of being under such rigid control.
Finally, it looked like Billy was finished teasing the sexy young creature. He jerked his fingers from Heather's fuck-holes. Cyndi could see his fingers soaked with pussy juices and covered with tiny black cunt-hairs. Billy didn't bother wiping them off. Instead, he indicated to Lisa that he wanted Heather facing him. Immediately, Lisa tapped her sexy pet on the shoulder with the riding crop, signaling her to turn around. Heather, still shaking, turned on her hands and knees and held her head level with the edge of the couch.
Saying nothing, Billy put his pussy-stained hand in her face. Heather quickly licked and sucked at his soaked fingers. Her full, soft lips became shiny with saliva, and cunt-juices as she sucked each slimy finger separately, carefully. Billy kept his thumb in her mouth the longest, making certain she cleaned it properly.
"Good girl," Billy told her, petting her dark-haired head affectionately.
"Lisa," Derrick instructed, pointing to the mat where everyone could easily watch, "take your pet and show us some tricks."
Lisa jerked on the leash, pulling Heather behind her as she went to the place that Derrick had indicated. Smiling, Lisa put her hands on her slim hips and looked over her rapt audience. She knew what they wanted, and she knew how to give it to them. From both ends of the leash. For Lisa had been, and would be again, in the same spot as her sister. And she loved it just as much, if not more.
Walking around Heather, Lisa bent forward to undo the leash from her collar. The sexy nymph was between Heather and the men, and she bent in such a way as to display her leather covered ass. Wiggling her ass seductively, she slowly undid the leash. Tossing the long leash and riding crop off to one side, Lisa went over and stood next to her sister's shoulders.
"It's just too damn hot in here," Lisa remarked.
She unzipped the long boots she wore and slid them off. Next, she pulled her panties off to expose the beautifully wet, blonde bush around her thick, pink cunt-lips. She turned the black panties inside out, showing the damp crotch which had been covering her humid pussy. Lisa held the leather in front of Heather and allowed her to lick it clean. When Heather had finished, Lisa tossed the panties away.
"Time for some tricks!" she announced.
"Go fetch the snake, bitch," Lisa commanded her sister.
Heather quickly crawled to a trunk sitting against one of the walls. Using her nose and face, she struggled to open it and put her head inside. When she pulled her head out, she held a long black whip. She turned and crawled back to Lisa, keeping the whip between her teeth. It did indeed resemble a big black snake. The big whip was much more deadly looking than the small riding crop Lisa had held before.
"W-what is she going to do?" Cyndi asked, afraid.
"They're going to put on a show," Derrick answered coldly, resting one hand on the bound captive's knee.
Heather had reached Lisa and held her head up so that her mistress could take the whip. Lisa pulled it from Heather's mouth and patted her sister's dark mane.
Lisa snapped the whip in the air, cracking it loud enough to cause Heather to jump. Derrick's hand began slowly moving up Cyndi's leg.
"Roll over!" Lisa snapped the whip, hitting Heather's ass.
Heather immediately went to the floor, put her arms over her head and stretched her long legs tightly against each other. She rolled.
Lisa snapped the whip again, this time in the direction Heather was twisting. Obediently, the collared sex-beast changed directions and twisted the other way. She had turned only a few twists when the whip cracked near her again. She went the opposite way, her thick hair shaking wildly.
Lisa played this game with the loud encouragement of Billy and Tom. Both of them had pulled their clothes off and were jacking off.
Derrick's hand had reached Cyndi's pink panties and his fingers nipped at the thin silk covering her cunt. The flimsy panties were soaked. He ran two fingers up and down the wettest spot, slowly stroking the thick cunt-lips straining against the thin material.
Cyndi couldn't control herself as her ass moved toward Derrick's hand. She closed her eyes, ashamed.
"Don't shut your eyes," Derrick ordered harshly. "Watch the show!"
Terrified, Cyndi obeyed.
Chapter Four
"Stop!"
Lisa's command had been instantly obeyed. Heather now lay face down at her sister's feet. The black-haired girl had placed her arms at her sides and her face against Lisa's toes. Heather's body shook with her exhusted breathing, but her pink tongue licked Lisa's feet slavishly. Her sleek naked body was covered with sweat.
"Good, now do positions-and beg like good bitch!"
Heather got to her hands and knees and began moving into brazen, erotic poses aimed at the hot male eyes devouring her.
"Oh, God, please don't do that," Cyndi begged as Derrick's fingers slipped inside her panties and pushed against her cunt-gash. Suddenly his other hand ripped off the underwear, leaving the captive completely exposed. "I'm a virgin! Please don't do this!"
The others, for the moment, were directing their attention to Derrick and Cyndi. Derrick looked directly into his cousin's fear-glazed eyes as he began to cram his fingers into her pussy.
"Don't move!" he warned mercilessly.
He took his time, pressing his fingers along her cunt-walls and twirling them in the small sea of sweet juices coming from deep in her pussy. Finally, he pressed against the thin wall of her cherry.
"I'll be damned," Derrick said, surprised. "A bitch as fucking horny as you-and still a virgin. What a goddamn waste! Obviously, that's a mistake that will be corrected tonight. But first we better let the boys get their rocks off before they explode."
Derrick abruptly pulled his hand from Cyndi's pussy. With his other band, he grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. He held the fingers he had used to check her virginity over her mouth. Cyndi knew what, to do. She pushed her tongue along his fingers, tasting her own cunt-juices. They tasted hot and strong, but not really unpleasant. She licked his hand completely clean, lingering on his palm, hoping she pleased him.
Derrick turned back to his sisters. Heather had her ass to the guys, and her hands had pulled apart the ass-cheeks, showing a puckered little asshole just waiting to be fucked. She raised one of her legs, pushing her pussy into view as she ran her hand through her black cunt-bush.
Looking over her shoulder, the hot slut stuck out her tongue and moved it as if licking a prick. Lisa's own fingers had gone to her crotch, and she was openly finger-fucking. Looking over at Derrick for direction, Lisa smiled and stepped back.
"Okay, boys, she's all yours!"
Both Tom and Billy were naked now, their hard cocks standing out. They advanced toward Heather, who remained on all fours, waiting.
"I'll take heads, you can have tails," Tom said as he moved in front of the dark-haired slave.
"Great!" Billy agreed, moving behind Heather. "I'll just take a friendly trip down the chocolate speedway. Lisa, get her ass nice and wet for me."
"You bet," Lisa replied immediately.
Cyndi watched as the slim teenager knelt behind her sister'siss and began licking. Lisa's expert little tongue started just at the edge of Heather's cunt and moved along up to her asshole. She teased the girl's puckered asshole as she pulled the ass-cheeks as wide apart as she could. She used the flat of her tongue to bathe the outside of the brown hole, letting her saliva run down Heather's ass-crack. Then, pressing her face forward as far as she could, Lisa stabbed her tongue into her sister's asshole. She began thrusting it in and out, fucking the tiny bole with her tongue. Heather moaned hotly.
Torn planted his feet beneath the kneeling girl's shoulders, his cock waving in front of her face. Heather reached up and grabbed his ass for support as she licked his hairy balls. She ran her tongue all along his heavy cum-sacs, gently tickling underneath and even using her forehead and nose to press against his cock-shaft.
"Okay, kid, that's enough. Now it's my turn," Billy told Lisa.
The blonde girl gave her sister's asshole one final kiss and then pulled her face away. Billy held his cock in front of Lisa to let her run her tongue over it enough to get it wet. Then he stepped up to Heather's ass.
Lisa pulled the girl's ass-cheeks apart as Billy guided his cock to its target. Slowly, he rubbed his cock-tip over the tight ring of muscle that formed the tiny opening. He pushed his cock into her shitter just a couple of inches, and then he had Lisa release the ass-cheeks.
Grinning wickedly, Billy rammed all his hard cock-meat deep into her asshole.
"Aieeee!" Heather screamed, her hot breath on Tom's balls.
"Giddy and go, boy!" Tom encouraged his buddy.
Billy began fucking the girl's ass with hard deep thrusts of his rigid cock-lance. Tom grabbed Heather's thick black mane in one hand and held his prick in the other, aiming for her full wet lips. Heather knew what to do. She opened her mouth eagerly as he pushed in his cock. Still holding onto her hair, Tom began fucking her face. Heather held onto his ass-cheeks as Tom's cock slammed into her mouth, and Billy's cock fucked her ass. The girl's hot, trembling body was trapped between two raging cocks.
"Come here, Lisa," Derrick said. "I've got something for you."
Cyndi couldn't see Derrick because he was directly behind her, but she heard him stripping off his clothes. Derrick was still removing his jeans as Lisa started moving toward him. Then she stopped and went to the floor, remembering where she was. The petite girl lay on her belly with both her hands at her sides, her firm little ass sticking up in the air. She squirmed nakedly toward her big brother. She kept her face down as her pert nipples rubbed against the tiles. Suddenly, Derrick stepped forward into Cyndi's view.
"Oh, my God!" Cyndi gasped, shocked.
"Yeah, it is kinda big," Derrick admitted.
The huge cock that stood out from his tall body was outrageous. It was just over thirteen inches long and so thick Cyndi wondered if her fingers would even fit around it.
As Derrick watched his youngest sister crawling toward them, he told his chained cousin: "As I mentioned earlier, Lisa's most erotic potential is reptilian. A sexy little serpent, isn't she?"
Cyndi glanced down at Lisa. The slim girlhad almost reached them. Her long blonde hair flowed down her back and her cute little ass twitched each time she inched forward. As her tiny toes pushed her onward, and the sleek muscles in her calves and thighs flashed sexily. When the little sex snake finally reached her brother's feet, she stuck out her tongue and licked at his toes and ankles.
Derrick stood with his feet apart, letting the girl twist and squirm beneath him. He waited with his hands on his hips as her small, hot mouth slowly moved from his anides up his legs. She would kiss and nibble at one leg, then another. As she rose higher, she pressed her body against him, massaging his legs with her firm tits.
"Imagine," Derrick said, looking at Cyndi, "how many men would pay to have such a creature trained for their own exclusive pleasure. Think how much someone, even a woman, would pay to have such a beast as little Lisa waiting for them after a hard day's work. Who wouldn't sell their very soul for such a pet?"
"You're disgusting," Cyndi told him defiantly. "No real man would abuse a girl like this."
Derrick laughed. "Not even your father?"
"W-what do you mean?"
"Dwell on who sent you here, and why. I have more pressing business at the moment1" Derrick replied, reaching down for the slut snake beneath him.
His powerful hands grasped Lisa just above the elbows and lifted her, pulling her head level with his. The young girl's face radiated need.
"You may speak to me, Lisa."
"Oh, God, luck me now, Master! Fuck me hard with that big beautiful cock! Shove it in my pussy or my ass or anywhere, but shove it hard. Please!" Lisa cried wantonly.
She was pushing her face toward him, her lips trying to reach his mouth even as her legs spread out to clutch his hips. Derrick held her suspended just inches above his tremendous hard-on. Cruelly he lowered her till the cock-head brushed against her pussy-lips. She started to shake with spasms the instant his cock-tip touched her. She was already starting to come, and he hadn't even put his cock in her yet.
Cyndi couldn't believe that such a huge cock could fit in such a tiny pussy.
"Jesus, don't torture me anymore-shove it in!" Lisa continued to beg. "Please, Master!"
"Well, little sister, if you insist," Derrick agreed, laughing lustily.
He began impaling the girl on his giant prick. He lowered her slowly, letting the tight lips of her cunt open and wrap around the fuck-stick. Apparently, even Derrick was somewhat concerned about the size of his cock doing damage to the tiny, hungry cunt so eagerly swallowing it. If his grip weren't so firm, he wouldn't have been able to control the wildly twisting, gyrating young girl trying to slam down on his prick.
"Ah! Fuck me, fuck me!" Lisa screamed, throwing her head back in pure pleasure.
Just the entrance of her brother's tremendous fucker had set off spasms in her cunt. The only thing that existed for the panting teenager was the shattering orgasm that flashed through her hot young body. Her legs wrapped around Derrick as herankles lockefi together on his ass and tried to pull his giant prick deeper in her pussy. Her head bent forward to desperately lick at his neck and shoulders, with her long silken hair falling against his chest and stomach.
Derrick had half his enormous cock buried in her pussy when he began lifting and lowering her on it. Lisa's whole body flushed and her hands and toes curled as she came, the orgasms hitting her one after another.
Over on the mat, Tom and Billy fucked both ends of the wild she-beast between them. Cyndi stared at the totally depraved way that Heather sucked Torn's cock. The black-haired girl had Tom's meaty ass-cheeks in her hands and was pulling and pushing his crotch into her face like a hungry kitten sucking for milk. His stiff flicker rammed forcefully into the girl's willing mouth as he stroked her hair and shoulders. Billy, too, was jamming his cock into the girl's ass, which squeezed and clutched at the thick cock-shaft.
"Damn, but this bitch has a hot ass!" Billy exclaimed, loudly slapping his palm against the plump ass-cheeks beneath him.
"Yeah, her mouth's a hot hole, too," Tom said, shoving his prick down her throat.
Both men were ready to climax. It was Billy who fired his c�m-load first. He shot hot jism deep in Heather's ass-guts, emptying his jsim in her shit-hole. As he came, he rammed hard againsPher one last time, pushingher face even farther against Torn's crotch.
When Tom began squirting his cum-load, Heather pushed her mouth down on his cock as far as he could possibly go. Her nose nestled deeply in his crotch-hair and her arms encircled his ass to pull him even closer. Her throat muscles worked overtime swallowing his burning cum even as her tongue swirled against the sensitive cock-head while it erupted.
Heather was a damn good cock-sucker. And she knew it. Her mouth continued to suck and swallow and wash his prick even after he had shot all his cum.
By the time Tom pulled his cock from the kneeling girl's mouth, it was completely cleaned of cum. Cyndi watched, horrified, as Heather then turned and began to lick the cum and shit stains off Bffly's cock.
Then it was Derrick's turn. He had shoved his prick nearly three-quarters into his sister's fiery fuck-hole. It was all he could do to keep the girl from twisting out of his aims onto his prick. Finally, he locked his mouth onto hers and rammed his cock to the hilt, releasing her and letting his thick fucker spear deeply into her cunt. Immediately, her strong little legs clasped her to him as her arms wrapped around his neck. Their hot tongues lashed at: one another even as her ass pumped down on his cock. When Derrick began shooting his cum-load into Lisa's pussy, Cyndi imagined she could actually see the girl's cunt and belly sucking Derrick's cock dry.
After he had emptied his cum in Lisa's pussy, Derrick forcefully pulled her off his prick and dropped her to the floor. Even as she hit the floor, Lisa scrambled back to suck and lick the large cunt-buster that had been jammed so deeply in her.
"She's still coming, you know," Derrick informed his bound cousin.
And he was right. Lisa's orgasmic spasms hadn't stopped since her pussy first lapped at Derrick's rigid fucker. Even now, her small fingers rubbed viciously at her swollen clit, setting off her firecracker orgasms.
Cyndi watched, transfixed by the incredible sight of the young girl's wanton reactions.
"I've had her like this for hours at a time," Derrick casually explained. "By building her threshold and expanding her whole sexual sensitivity, I've managed tO create an almost perfect sex-machine. Little Lisa could fuck for days and still be hot to trot. Every cell in her body screams out for release. And you haven't even seen her at her peak yet."
"Th-that's horrible!" Cyndi gasped. "How could you do that to your own sister?"
"Horrible?" Derrick laughed. "Look closely at her. How many females ever reach such a high even once in their lives, a high Lisa can reach in just a matter of moments? She daily experiences a degree of sexual intensity that most females can only dream about. You know something else, cousin? I think you're going to be as big a whore as she is."
"Never!" Cyndi screamed, shaking her head wildly. "I am not like that. I hate anything sexual-it's so demeaning."
Lisa had fmished licking her brother's cock, so she lay belly-down at his feet. The spasms started to abate as she pressed her forehead to the floor and rose out her orgasms.
Cyndi looked up to see Tom and Billy approaching her, with Heather crawling behind them. Derrick began untying Cyndi's bonds, and she became very afraid.
"What are you going to do with me, now?" she asked, trembling.
"I am going to begin your training," Derrick informed her, lifting her from the stool and pushing her toward his two hired hands.
She found herself standing on the large mat with the three men surrounding her like hungry wolves. She stood completely naked, absolutely at their mercy, and utterly defenseless. Finally, she faced Derrick and heard his hard, cold voice.
"Okay, bitch-now beg me to bust your cherry!"
Chapter Five
The tall, naked blonde stood at the center of the triangle of the three hungry men. She used her hands to cover her big tits and bushy blonde pussy. But they circled her like ravenous wolves, leering at her openly, their large pricks already semi-erect. She kept turning, trying to find some escape, some avenue of hope. There was none.
Heather and Lisa were several feet in back of the men. Both sisters knelt on their hands and knees, watching anxiously. Their excited young faces wore fresh-fucked looks and their bodies were splashed with dark hand-prints where they had been handled roughly.
"Beg me to bust your cherry," Derrick said, eyeing the lovely female trembling before him.
"N-no, please! Not that! Leave me my virginity!" Cyndi begged, looking up at her towering cousin. "Haven't you humiliated me enough?"
The riding crop slashed through the air and sliced into Cyndi's plump ass, leaving a thin red welt.
"Aieeee!" She screamed, covering her ass with both hands and turning to see Billy holding the weapon and smiling.
"Baby, you're a real slow learner," Billy told her, tapping the crop against his leg.
A thick leather belt suddenly cut against the backs of her thighs. Screaming again, she turned to see Tom swinging a brown belt. Automatically, Cyndi's hands went back and tried to protect her tender legs.
Billy whipped her upper legs, just below her curly yellow cunt-hairs. She twisted and cried out, not believing the incredible pain that washed over her. Tom lashed at her long legs, the belt curling when it hit to sting her sensitive inner thighs. Billy directed his attention to the gyrating girl's firm ass-mounds while his buddy slashed at her belly.
Billy sliced the thin crop high against her shoulder blades. Tom's belt slapped perfectly at her cunt, biting the sensitive tissue between her pussy-lips.
Then Billy landed his blow in her ass-crack, tearing at her tiny asshole. Next, the belt laid hard against her shaking tits.
The two youths worked together well, each attacking when the other's blow had caused the girl to move her hands and arms to protect herself. Cyndi's lovely, terrified face kept twisting from one to the other of her attackers as she desperately tried to avoid the blows. Her green eyes blazed with fear and panic. Her full golden hair splayed out in the air as she twisted back and forth.
Even through her horror and pain, Cyndi could see Derrick watching.
"Beg me to bust your cherry," he suggested calmly.
Finally, it was too much for the girl to take.
She went to her knees before Derrick, lowered her face between his feet, and wrapped her arms around his ankles.
"Yes, yes! Please take my cherry! Please fuck me! Just stop them-I can't take this."
"Okay, if you wish," Derrick said, holding up his hand to stop Billy and Tom. "Now, stand up and let us look at you. Do not cover yourself."
Shaking, Cyndi struggled to her feet. She stood with her head down and her arms at her sides. The men began to circle her again.
"Raise your arms directly above you and pull your head up," Derrick ordered.
Cyndi obeyed, shamefully aware that the movement pushed her tits out and pulled her tummy even tighter.
"Well, guys, what do you think?" the ranch foreman asked his hired hands.
"Prime meat, for sure," Billy answered, suddenly reaching out and squeezing an ass-cheek still burning from the whipping.
"Oh!" Cyndi exclaimed painfully, not daring to move.
"Yes, real good-looking stuff," Tom agreed, grabbing a tit and lowering his head to it. He trapped a stiff little nipple between his teeth and brushed the sensitive bud with his rough tongue.
"Oh, Jesus!" Cyndi whispered, feeling hot flashes washing through her as Tom's mouth moved on her tits.
"Tasty, too," he acknowledged, puffing away.
Lisa had crawled to Derrick's feet, holding something between her teeth. Derrick took it and motioned for his sistet to return to where she had beed kneeling. He tossed two dark objects to the ground in front of Cyndi They were black leather manacles. Seeing them, Cyndi shuddered.
"Bend over and pick them up," Derrick ordered.
Cyndi knew it was useless to resist, so she bent forward to reach for them. She had bent almost all the way when she heard Billy command her.
"Stop! Don't move from that position," his rough voice instructed.
Cyndi jerked as she felt the tip of the riding crop move between her ass-cheeks and poke gently at her asshole.
"See, Tom, her little brown hole is winking at me, pleading: "Fuck me Billy boy, fuck me!" Ain't that right, bitch?" He slapped the crop against her haunches.
"Y-yes, Master," Cyndi answered, not wishing to be beaten.
"I don't know, Billy," Tom told his buddy. "Maybe it's winking at me."
"No, man, I get her ass. You had the whore's hot little mouth."
Tom nodded agreeably. "And I'll have it again!"
"You may rise now and lock the manacles on your wrists," Derrick informed her.
Cyndi did so. When she snapped the bondage bracelets on each of her wrists, she felt tiny spears of excitement shoot through her. She briefly closed her eyes, trying to convince herself that she hadn't felt any pleasure from their contact.
"Hold your hands above your head," Derrick instructed.
As the tall girl moved her wrists upward, she saw Derrick pull on two of the long chains dangling from the ceiling. The chains were connected by a metal bar several feet long, which was suspended from the ceiling by a single chain. Derrick locked a hoOk on each of the manacles snapped on Cyndi's wrists so that her arms were spread apart, leaving her body completely open for his pleasure. Then he motioned to Tom, who went over to the large chair facing them.
Tom pushed a lever on a small control box on the arm of the chair. Suddenly Cyndi felt herself being lifted upward. The chains continued to lift her until her toes hung several inches above the ground. She twisted helplessly, to the amusement of her captors, her long lovely naked body turning freely. Looking down, she saw that Heather and Lisa were locking leather bracelets on her ankles. The manacles matched the ones on her wrists. When the two sex-pets fmished, they crawled back behind Derrick and waited.
"Lift your legs as high as you can," Detrick ordered, moving close to her.
Straining, Cyndi began to lift her legs. The effort pulled her next to Derrick and she felt his huge cock press against her tummy. His cock had grown hard again, and Cyndi trembled to think that it would soon be lodged deep inside her pussy. The girl's calves and thighs brushed against Derrick's arms as they strained to rise.
Derrick waited between Cyndi's long sleek legs as they struggled upward. He savored the view of her trembling limbs as they fought their way upward. He glanced along the smooth muscles to the furry pussy waiting for him. When both her legs reached his shoulders, Derrick grasped her calves and pushed them up even farther, until Cyndi's fingers touched her ankles.
"Hold your feet there," he commanded sternly.
Cyndi obeyed. Derrick then locked her wrists and ankles together wth a small chain connecting them. As he stood back, he studied the incredibly luscious sight before him.
Cyndi hung from the ceiling with her legs locked in an obscenely wide V and her blonde pussy splayed open. Derrick's bright eyes looked over the girl hotly.
Her firm tits were framed by the long smoothly muscled legs chained to her wrists, and her thick strands of golden hair fell down along her sides and back. Her deep little navel was snuggled in the lines of her tummy just above her curly cunt-hair. Cyndi's thick pink cunt-lips yawned seductively as her juicy pussy leaked warm wet fuck-honey.
Derrick licked his lips. He couldn't remember ever wanting someone so much. The others were behind him now, anxiously watching the entertainment. Tom and Billy sat on the couch where they could view all the action. Tom had pulled Heather by her thick black hair to his cEotch, and she was already starting to lick and suck his hard cock. Billy sat little Lisa on his lap, stuffing his cock into her tiny pussy as he played with her pear-like tits. Cyndi saw all of them watching her lustfully.
Her tall cousin moved even closer. His hands freely roamed over the chained blonde's body. His fingers pinched and squeezed her firm tits and tight tummy. While one hand continued to twist and pull at her nipples, the other hand moved up to her face. He shoved two fingers in her mouth, pulling and pushing them back and forth, making her suck them like they were pricks. As his hands moved down her whipmarked belly to her cunt, Derrick listened tothe girl's moans of feeble protest.
"Please don't do this to me, Master, not hanging here like this! D-don't touch me down there!" she begged, starting to squirm as his fingers touched her curly cunt-bush.
"Don't touch you where, bitch?" Derrick innocently inquired, stepping aside so the others could get a better view.
"D-down there," she sobbed.
"Say it, bitch! Tell me not to touch your cunt, your pussy, your fuck-hole. Say it now!"
"Please don't touch my cunt ... my pussy my-aieee!"
She screamed as he brutally jammed three fingers up to the thin barrier in her cunt.
"Too late! I'm there!" Derrick laughed as he began stroking her pussy-lips and fucking her with his fingers, being careful not to bust her cherry.
At least, not yet. Her warm fuck-honey covered his plunging fingers and dribbled down onto his palm. As he rammed his fingers back and forth, he flicked at her clit with his thumb. His chained cousin whimpered pitifully with each thrust. Shaking his head, he turned to the others.
"Man, this whore is hot. You could boil an egg in this oven."
Cyndi's breathing became labored. Her nipples stiffened and her whole body became flush. She felt dizzy with the intense desire building in her poor young body. She wrapped her fingers around her feet and cut into her heels with her nails. She felt her cunt clenching with need as Derrick's fingers teased her. She couldn't stand it, she couldn't resist what was happening to her. Nothing existed but the terrible burning itch deep in her pussy.
"Fuck me! Ram your beautiful big cock up my cunt. I can't take it anymore!" She tried to swing her body toward him, desperately wanting to impale herself on his hand.
The others stared at the bound girl who was suddenly twisting and turning, trying to bring herself over the wave of pre-orgasms sweeping throughout her young body. Derrick was the first to recover from the surprise at Cyndi's behavior. He laughed, matching her cri� and making the girl tremble even more.
"My, what a hot little whore we have here," Derrick said to his companions his fingers still teasing the blonde captive's juicy cunt.
Cyndi shook her head, but her hungry body betrayed her. Her hard ass pushed upward even as she dangled from the chains. She had to have something in her cunt to take her over the edge; nothing else mattered. The young girl wept openly, shamed at her wanton needs.
"She's a hotter cunt than even you," Billy whispered in Lisa's ear as he continued bouncing the slim teenager on his fuck-rod.
He had forced her to hold her hands behind her so he could feel her openly. Lisa's sexy little torso twisted and jumped under Billy's fingers, her eyes starting to glaze over with lust.
Derrick stepped behind his captive, prying her wet cunt-hole wide open for everyone to see. Cyndi moaned needfully as he pulled his fingers from her burning pussy. She was so close now!
Even as he moved behind her, Derrick elicited small, erotic spasms just by brushing his huge cock against her backside. He slowly moved his hands up her ass-cheeks and around her bent hips, his fingers pinching her inner thighs and leaving small red welts near her soaked cunthairs. Cyndi whimpered wantonly, helplessly.
"Tom, maybe we should leave her like this all night, let her get really good and warm for tomorrow," Derrick suggested wickedly.
"Yeah, boss," Tom said, winking. "Let her hang there while the rest of us party. We can have the other bitches lick her cunt to keep her hot and juicy. Ain't that right, Heather?"
The dark-haired girl sucking his cock nodded quickly, and Tom shoved her face even farther down on his prick.
Cyndi was terrified. They weren't serious, were they? They wouldn't leave her like this. They couldn't! She was sure she wouldn't survive an hour like this, and certainly not all night.
She suddenly looked over her shoulder and said in a voice she couldn't believe was her own: "Derrick, don't you want my sweet, warm pussy around your cock? Wouldn't it feel good to have my soft, virgin cunt sucking at your prick? Don't leave me like this. Fuck me-fuck me hard! And I'll do anything else you want."
"You'll do anything I want anyway, bitch," Derrick growled.
It was taking every ounce of control he had to keep from ramming his rigid fucker all the way up her pink pussy. But he wanted to tease her even more. He brushed his prick-head against her soaked pussy-lips. Cyndi's asscheeks twitched as her loins leaped at the cock.
"Are you ready, little fuck-meat?" Derrick whispered in her ear, his tongue licking her neck and his teeth biting lightly on her shoulder. "Oh, Jesus, yes! Do me, do me!"
Derrick pushed his bulbous cock-head into her cunt, then slowly eased it against her tender cherry. Cyndi was going wild, and it took much of Derrick's strength to keep her from jamming against him.
Derrick held Cyndi as steady as he could, enjoying her hot spasms and letting the others see the wide V of her chained legs and the curly golden bush covering her cunt. Like a thick arrow pointing directions, his giant fuck-rod stuck straight up and into her sweet young pussy. His cock-head was fully inserted in her smoldering cunt-slit, pressing against the thin drum of her cherry. She rocked in his grip, trying to impale herself.
"Say goodbye to your cherry, bitch," Derrick rasped.
Then he rammed her pussy with all his might.
"Aieee! Oh, yes, yes!" she screamed as the stud's huge cock filled her hot cunt.
Derrick pulled his prick three quarters out and rammed it in again, cherry-blood and pussyjuices coating the thick cock-shaft. The others watched as Derrick's cock continued to fuck in and out of the girl's pussy. With each fuckthrust, Derrick crammed his whole prick into his beautiful captive.
Cyndi's long hair flew out wildly as she shook her head, coming in uncontrollable spasms that raked her whole body. The helpless girl was absolutely lost in her orgasms, screaming in pure sexual heat. Every cell in her body seemed to come alive with each thrust of her cousin's gigantic cock-lance. Her dangling body swung rapidly back and forth on his invading prick.
"I'm coming, I'm coming! Deeper, ram it in me harder, harder!" she cried out, not caring who heard her as long as his cock stayed deep in her cunt. Her orgasms shook her like a giant hand shaking a rag doll. She cursed and screamed and begged for more, certain she would soon pass out from the intensity of the sensations. Derrick's grip on her fragile hips grew tighter as he approached his own orgasm.
"Take it all, bitch! Take all my goddamn prick and get ready for more! We're going to fuck you till you can't live without it," Derrick warned, gritting his teeth.
Looking over Cyndi's shoulder, Derrick could see his buddies about ready to shoot their cum loads, also.
Tom had Heather's head firmly in his grasp as his legs pushed his ass upward off the sofa and his cock deeper into the girl's throat. Heather's hands were on his knees, her head directly above his groin so she could swallow all of his prick. When Tom began shooting his cum-load, Heather's throat muscles tightened on the cock-head, squeezing it for every drop of jism. She swallowed it all.
Billy's prick was jammed completely up Lisa's furry cunt as he unloaded his jism. Even as he spent himself in the girl's fuck-hole, he rubbed his palms roughly against her tits, making them red and hard. Lisa's thighs closed tightly, trapping the wonderful pleasure-giving pole inside her fiery fuck-hole. Her mouth watered hungrily as she watched Derrick's large cock disappear in Cyndi's cunt.
Lisa loved watching her brother fuck chicks chained up in their special training center. It wasn't nearly as good as having him jam that big beautiful cock up her own cunt, but it wasn't bad.
And Derrick was doing his best to show his fans everything he could. As he came, the tall fqreman slapped both his hands against Cyndi's thighs with loud reports that filled the room. His powerful fingers clutched viciously at her plump ass-mounds.
The pain, mixed with such intense pleasure, sent Cyndi crashing over the edge. Her hungry cunt spasmed wildly as it tried to swallow the monster that began spitting white fire into her depths. Cyndi felt the guy's cum squirt deep inside her pussy, hot and wet and coating her insides with a delicious sensation she never dreamed possible.
Even after he had shot his cum-load, Derrick let his prick soften inside her cunt. He rested his head on the girl's shoulders, pleasantly exhausted.
Cyndi, finally beginning to come down, started sobbing with shame at the thought of her depraved behavior.
Derrick pulled his long prick out of Cyndi's pussy. It made a noisy, slurping plop as her cunt-lips resisted letting it go. Cyndi's head hung down, her long hair falling over her tits and her tears falling down her cheeks. Derrick grabbed her hair and pulled her face up for everyone to see. The blonde's face was damp with tears and sweat, but her eyes were still flushed from her orgasmic heat waves.
Loudly, Derrick exclaimed: "Now, here's a good fuck!"
Standing back, he spun Cyndi around and around like a toy on the end of a string. Cyndi grew dizzy, barely hearing the coarse laughter around her. Finally, when Derrick stopped her spinning, her back was to the group. She could only imagine what she must look like, with her legs pulled straight out and her ass-cheeks stretched by the pulling of her body on the chains. Without warning, Derrick suddenly slapped her ass, making her wince.
"Billy, boy, looks like it's your turn," Derrick informed the ranch hand as he clutched both Cyndi's ass-mounds for emphasis. "How do you want to do her?"
"Take down her legs, and let Lisa use the bun-warmer on her. After all, she's due a punishment for not swallowing all Tom's cum. Heather can suck me hard again while we watch," Billy explained, pulling the slim girl off his lap and sending her on her hands and knees to the trunk against the wall.
Heather crawled over and began licking at the pussy-juices left on Billy's prick.
Derrick turned the girl so she faced her tormentors. He began unclasping her ankles. Her legs had started to go numb, so Cyndi was relieved when they were lowered, and the blood began flowing again. She was drained and exhausted. Fearfully, she wondered what was next. Derrick stood close to her, staring into her face.
"Do you know what's going to happen now, sweet cousin?"
Cyndi shook her head, frightened.
"You're going to be spanked for not swallowing all Tom's cum earlier. We don't allow that kind of sloppiness around here. Now, thank me for allowing you to be corrected on this behavior."
"Th-thank you, Master," Cyndi said obediently.
"You're welcome, little she-beast. I'm going to let Lisa administer the spanking," Derrick told her.
Lisa had reached his feet, with something held between her teeth. Derrick indicated that his youngest sister could stand. She held an ominous-looking paddle. It looked like an oversized ping-pong paddle except it was covered with a tough, dark rubber skin. Derrick whispered something to Lisa, then he went and sat down on the chair to watch. Cyndi's gaze went to the slim teenager standing before her.
Lisa was much shorter than Cyndi anyway, so her head barely came up to Cyndi's tits. Lisa eyed her chained cousin wickedly, enjoying the sight of the trembling female hanging in front of her. The teenager rubbed the flat of the paddle against Cyndi's nipples, moving it in slow, sensual circles. The feel of the rubber on her was tantalizing to the chained girl. She closed her eyes, trying not to moan.
"Open your eyes, bitch," Lisa ordered.
Chapter Six
Cyndi obeyed, looking down at the arrogant she-beast tormenting her. Lisa moved the paddle along Cyndi's tummy and across the blonde bush covering her cunt. Sliding it along Cyndi's inner thighs, Lisa pressed the edge into the girl's cunt-slot. Cyndi bit her lip to keep from making any noise. Cruelly, Lisa sawed back and forth in Cyndi's cunt-gash. Then she pulled the paddle away and held its edge up for Cyndi to see. There was a mixture of jism and blood on the paddle.
"What is that on the paddle, cunt?" Lisa asked.
"It's my blood and your brother's cum," Cyndi answered tearfully.
"You forgot to address me as Mistress," Lisa reminded her.
"I'm sorry, Mistress," Cyndi apologized, remembering how well Lisa handled the whip and riding crop on Heather.
"I'll add two strokes to your punishment to help you remember next time," Lisa assured her. Then, she held the gross, Stained paddle near Cyndi's face. "Clean it."
Cyndi struggled in her chains to lean forward so her tongue could wipe the paddle clean. She tasted her own cherry-blood and Derrick's cum. Swallowing quickly, she cleaned the paddle as best she could.
Satisfied with Cyndi's tongue work, Lisa stepped aside to let the audience see the tall naked girl dangling before them. Cyndi could see the three guys grinning at her, anxiously waiting for the fun to begin. Heather was on her knees in front of Billy, licking at his semierect cock. So absorbed was Cyndi by the sight of her audience, she didn't notice that Lisa had stepped behind her and pulled the paddle back.
"Aieee!" Cyndi screamed as the paddle smashed into her bare ass-cheek.
"Count the strokes, whore," Lisa instructed, pulling her arm back to swing again. "The first one was just practice. If you don't call them out, they don't count."
Cyndi couldn't believe her ears. They were going to make her count each blow aloud. The paddle had stung viciously, and she could feel the terrible pain spreading across her ass.
The paddle struck her ass again.
"No, please, I can't take this," she begged, twisting in the chains, crying and sobbing wildly.
"You didn't call it out, so it doesn't count," Lisa informed her happily, swinging the paddle down again.
"One! Oh, please, please stop!"
"C'mon, don't be such a wimp. Only twenty more to go," Lisa teased sadistically.
"She slapped Cyndi's ass again.
"Two!" Cyndi was shaking her head, the tears rolling down her face and splashing on her tits. But she counted each savage blow that landed. Lisa loved smashing the rubber paddle against such a delightfully firm ass as her couSin's.
Pow! Pow! Pow!
The sight of Cyndi's twitching, burning buns turning a dark scarlet was really turning the teenager on. This was even better than whipping Heather, and almost as good as being whipped by Derrick.
"Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow!
Lisa's free hand fondled her own cunt while she finished beating the sobbing girl.
Pow! Pow! Pow!
Finished, Lisa turned the girl's hanging body completely around so everyone could see the bright-red marks of her handiwork. Lisa had done her work well. Cyndi's sore little assmounds almost glowed scarlet. The dark-red smear was evenly spread over both ass-cheeks and from the small of her back to the tops of her thighs.
Cyndi hung exhausted, crying helplessly with shame and pain. When Lisa viciously reached out and grabbed a fistful of burning flesh, Cyndi yelped loudly. Lisa's handprint was clearly visible against the battered ass-cheek. Turning Cyndi's body back so everyone could see her face, Lisa held up the paddle to her.
"Kiss it," she ordered.
"Sobbing, Cyndi obeyed and pressed her soft lips against the wicked weapon for a moment.
"Thank me for your punishment."
"Th-thank you, Mistress."
Lisa nodded and turned the girl's ass backto the audience, slapping it once more.
"Okay, Billy, her ass is all nice and warm for you!"
Billy pushed Heather's head off his cock. She had indeed sucked him hard again. His big prick stood out from his body, just hunting for a hole to fuck. Lisa, having finished her chore, rested on her knees just off the mat. Heather crawled to her brother, who was sitting naked in the chair. Timidly, the girl started licking at his ankles, silently begging for attention.
Derrick glanced down at her. "Do you wish to speak, Heather?"
The girl nodded shyly. Derrick indicated she could address him. "Master, may I beg a reward?" Derrick nodded, smiling. "Please have her suck me off while Billy fucks her ass."
"Great idea!" Derrick agreed.
Billy reached Cyndi and undid her wrist chains. The tall blonde collapsed in his strong arms, exhausted and unable to stand. As one arm held up the luscious naked female, he ran a hand brazenly over her sweat-covered body. His powerful fingers rubbed along her neck and shoulders, squeezed and pinched her tits and nipples, poked and prodded her belly and thighs, and raked harshly across her juicy cunt.
Cyndi had one arm wrapped around her tormentor's neck as the other fell helplessly at her side. She had nO strength to defend herself against the relentless physical abuse.
Billy pulled her to him as his hot, hungry mouth sought her soft, fragile lips. He licked at her lips, and cheeks, and chin, and even around her eyes-until her lovely face was covered with his saliva. He gently sucked at her eyelids as he raked three fingers against her cunt-lips and pinched the tiny clit hidden in her pink cunt-slot.
"Get ready to take it up the ass, bitch," Billy whispered, letting the blonde slide to the floor
When she landed on the mat, Cyndi lay still, vainly hoping something would stop the terrible thing about to happen to her. Billy reached down and harshly slapped her burning ass.
"On your knees, whore! Stick that pretty butt up here for me to fuck. You know you want it."
Knowing resistance was useless, Cyndi got on her knees and pushed her ass up for the horny hired hand as she kept her face pressed to the floor. She sensed the pair of long feminine legs moving near her head. She glanced up to see the dark, curly bush of Heather's wet pussy.
"Okay, cuz, cunt-sucking time," Heather announced, scooting her ass along the mat until her humid fuck-hole was just below Cyndi's nose.
Heather had her legs splayed widely, pulling open her pink pussy-lips. There was a hot stench of fuck-juices coining from the dark hole just in front of Cyndi, and she could see splashes of creamy cum still in the black cunt-bush, cum that had leaked from Heather's asshole when she had been fucked there.
"Listen, cuz," Heather warned, puffing on the girl's long blonde hair, "I'm too hot to put up with a lot of shit, you know? You're going to end up sucking my pussy, anyway. So make it easy on yourself. Besides, you'll probably love cunt-lapping."
Heather jerked Cyndi's head against her sleek, creamy thighs. Timidly, tearfully, Cyndi stuck out her tongue and began to lick at the soft thigh flesh beneath her. The grip on her hair loosened as Cyndi's lips pressed against Heather's hot inner thigh. Cyndi wasn't sure how to please another woman, so she just kissed and nibbled, praying that it was right.
"Hey, not bad," Heather encouraged, "Now, lick all the way up to my pussy. Kiss my cunt-hole and suck on my clit. Don't stop for anything."
Meanwhile, Billy squared himself off in front of the blonde's scarlet ass-cheeks. Bending toward her firm ass, he grabbed both ass-cheeks. Cyndi's muffled gasp sent her hot breath billowing against Heather's pussy. Billy yanked her ass-cheeks apart, exposing the tender pink ass-crack and tiny brown asshole just waiting for him. It really turned him on to know he was going to shove his hard cock deep into Cyndi's virgin shifter. He took a deep breath then spat on Cyndi's asshole. Then he jammed both his thumbs in the small hole, pushing his spit inside.
Cyndi moaned with shame at the crude violation of her last unfucked hole. The burning in her ass-cheeks had lessened to become an uncomfortable heat, and already her buns were turning from bright red to a dark pink. Billy stood up and moved his cock against Cyndi's ass. He brushed her delicious buns with his hard cock-shaft to let her know what was about to fuck her ass.
Terrified, Cyndi tried to concentrate on pleasing Heather. She jabbed her tongue-tip at the pearls of drying cum left in Heather's black cunt-bush, tasting someone's jism. The blonde also used the flat of her tongue to lap at the hot lips of Heather's soaked cunt. Like a puppy drinking water, she moved, her head up and down as her tongue rubbed the mosit cunt-lips. She slurped noisily at the flow of fuck-juices leaking from Heather's pussy. Cyndi curled the tip of her tongue around the hard bud of Heather's clit and brushed it repeatedly. Heather's hands locked behind her cousin's head and pulled it closer, her ass starting to come off the floor as she humped Cyndi's face.
"Oh, baby, you're a natural cunt-lapper," Heather growled pleasurably. "You must have been practicing at home. Lick that pussy, sweet thingS"
Billy eased the tip of his cock at the incredibly small aperture of her asshole. His cock pressed against the tight ring of muscle that puckered shut to it. Cyndi's asshole closed, her fear causing her ass-ring to tighten. Billy suddenly slapped Cyndi's right leg savagely.
"Loosen up, bitch, I'm coming in," he grunted, shoving his cock-head into her ass.
His cock was in. But still, the bitch was too tight. That was okay, though. Billy knew how to handle whores. He quickly leaned over and reached under her to grab her tits, crushing them cruelly.
Cyndi screamed into Heather's cunt, shocked at the unexpected tactic. Her ass-muscles loosened instantly, and Billy wasted no time in shoving his flicker all the way in.
"Argh! Honey, I'm home!" Billy cried out, beginning to fuck relentlessly.
Releasing the girl's tits, he grabbed her slim hips for support as he started fucking furiously, his cock like a huge piston pounding into the poor girl's ass. Cyndi's whole body was knocked forward by his thrusts and her face was pressed even more into the hot fuck-hole she slavishly sucked.
"Go, Billy, go!" Tom encouraged while Lisa licked at his nipples and chest as he squeezed her pert little ass.
The sexy imp was closing her slim fingers around his prick and slowly jerking him off as her mouth nibbled and bit lightly over the rest of his body. Tom began fucking two fingers up the teenager's asshole in time with his buddy's much more savage fuck-thrusts.
"Goddamn, her ass is hot!" Billy exclaimed, ramming deep. Her shit-hole clutched his prick with unbelievable strength. He smacked her asscheeks, yelling at the kneeling girl. "Shake that ass, whore! Show me some real action!"
Cyndi wriggled her ass as commanded, greatly increasing Billy's pleasure. Her ass-ring stretched closely around the pounding prick, ramming into her guts. Derrick, watching, slowly stroked his growing hard-on as his blonde cousin lapped at his sister's cunt while being fucked in the ass by one of his hired hands.
The raging cock invading Cyndi's shit-hole was setting off another wave of orgasms in the helpless young girl. Unable to resist the sensations, she started thrusting her ass upward to meet Billy's assault with equal enthusiasm. Even the overwhelming sight, scent and taste of Heather's wet fuck-pit was working to excite the blonde sex-slave. She found herself jabbing her curled little tongue as deeply as she could into the humid cunt-hole, lapping and swallowing the sweet pussy-juices.
"Look at this bitch fuck," Billy said happily.
"Damn, I can't hold out much longer."
But it was Heather who came first, her legs closing tightly against the girl's bobbing head as her cunt-walls clutched at the slippery snake swirling against her clit. Heather looked down at the blonde head feverishly moving between her legs.
"Suck me, bitch, suck me! I'm coming! God, how I'm coming!" Billy's balls slapped against Cyndi's cunt with each massive thrust into her ass, and his attacks made loud slapping sounds when his body pounded into hers Cyndi, on the edge of her own orgasm, felt her body's deepest needs overtaking her. As Billy shoved his fucker hard into the tiny asshole, his torrid cum-load shot deep into Cyndi's ass-guts.
That incredible sensation, undreamed of before her visit to the Dorn ranch,, was all she needed to go over the edge into her own orgasmic spasms. Her ass gripped, and shook, and sucked, and clutched at the wonderful virile cock-shaft squirting cum into her behind. Even her legs tried to trap the strong form fucking her ass. Cyndi knew nothing except the certainty that she wanted all of his precious cuin inside her.
"Damn," Derrick whispered admiringly. "Wait till she gets King and Prince," Lisa told her brother as Tom's hands continued to play over the girl's firm young body.
Cyndi hadn't heard their comments, because her ears were effectively covered by Heather's sleek thighs. Heather's orgasm peaked, and then the dark-haired girl pulled her cunt away from Cyndi's lips.
"You're going to be a real fine cunt-lapper. All you need is practice, cuz. Ain't that right?"
Her orgasm was fading, and Cyndi was again feeling the terrible humiliation of her actions. She started crying again, knowing they all had seen her uncontrollable fuck-lust. How could she ever go back to being the same after the terrible things they had made her endure? What would happen to her now?
She felt Heather's toes under her chin, pushing her face upward. The other girl sat directly in front of Cyndi, her fingers.rubbing the hot �unt Cyndi had just been sucking. She lookeddown at the lovely face covered with her cunt-honey.
"I said, all you need is practice, cuz. Ain't that right?"
"Yes, Mistress," Cyndi humbly answered, lowering her eyes.
Billy pulled his prick from her ass. Grabbing her long silken hair, he jerked the girl around so she faced his slimy cock. His prick shone with shit and cum as it hung limply before her lips.'
"Clean it, animal," Billy ordered.
Cyndi looked desperately at Derrick, ;omehow hoping to avoid the disgusting thing being demanded of her. Derrick stared back at her, his eyes hard. She could see he wanted to watch her lick the shit and cum off his buddy's prick. He enjoyed watching the utter debasement of his beautiful blonde cousin. She saw the intensity of his hunger, and it frightened her.
Billy yanked at her hair impatiently. Her eyes still locked with Derrick's, Cyndi opened her soft lips and took the ifithy fucker in her mouth. It was vile and unbelievably demeaning, but her tongue began washing the slimy �ock that had raped her asshole. She never took her eyes off her tall cousin, who was sitting and rubbing his massive cock. If this was how he intended to beat her down, then she would show him how tough she really was. She would suck Billy's shitcovered cock and swallow it all, fighting the tremendous impulse to vomit. And she did.
"That's good, animal," Billy told her, pulling his prick from her mouth. "You're a fine assfuck. Your daddy will be pleased."
Cyndi jerked her gaze away from Derrick and glanced up at Billy, disbelieving.
"Oh yeah, your father is into butt-fucking as much as me, maybe more. He's been into Lisa's dirt road enough times to have the road named after him. Ain't that so, Lisa?"
Lisa nodded, looking at Cyndi mockingly. "You bet. Your daddy's cock is big and beautiful. And he just loves shoving it up my ass. Of course, he likes to warm my ass up a bit before with a whip or belt. I just hope once you're all trained and ready for him, he doesn't forget all about me."
"No! It can't be true!"Cyndi cried out, shaking her head.
"It is, and you know it is," Derrick responded, rising from his chair and moving toward her. "Think how badly you've embarrassed him over the years, how you've spent his money without even a word of gratitude or appreciation. Did you really thinkyou were never going to have to pay your dues? He and I bought this ranch together to develop a special training center. It's a very lucrative business, Cyndi, very lucrative. I handle mechanics and'he handles the finances. He even paid the fees for your training, although if! had known what an incredible slut you are, I'd have done it for free. The only thing I can't understand is why he waited so long to send you here."
Derrick stood over her, and Cyndi benU� the floor, covering her face with her hands. It was true! Every time her father had hinted that she was going too far, that she should behave more sensibly, that she should take time to consider what she had and how she got it-all those times, she had laughed at him, knowing that in the end he wouldn't stop her. Now, she was going to pay for it.
"Now that her troublesome virginity is -out of the way, it's time for the next step in her training," Derrick announced calmly.
Cyndi lay down in front of him, her mouth and lips brushing his toes and ankles as her tears went down her cheeks and dampened his feet.
"Master, please, not anymore. I've learned, I really have. I'll be good from now on I swear."
Derrick laughed, unmoved. "I'm not interested in you being good. I want you to be great!" Then, pushing her face away with his foot, he commanded: "Get. on your hands and knees like the animal you are. Now!"
Quickly, she obeyed. She knelt naked at the feet of the three guys and two girls. Heater and Lisa had not been ordered to kneel. Apparently, they were not under the same limitations as before. Cyndi guessed, correctly, that they were now to be given free control rights over her. At least for the moment, she was the only sex-animal, and all the others were her masters. She shuddered, hanging her head.
"I think it's time this new bitch learned to move properly," Derrick suggested. "Any volunteers for her teacher?"
"Let me, let me!" Lisa said quickly. "I thought she looked like a damn horse when I first saw her. Let me ride her like one. With special reins and my favorite saddle."
Derrick reached down and idly ran his hand along the firm ass and sleek back of his blonde cousin. Almost absently, he enjoyed the feel of her soft skin under his rough fingers.
Nodding to Lisa, he told her: "Okay, little sister, let's see how good a cowgirl you really are."
Chapter Seven
The others moved to the couch and chair as Lisa ran to the large wooden trunk and pulled out some equipment. Derrick took his seat in the chair while Billy and Tom sat on the couch, with Heather stretched between them so they had easy access to her as they watched. Heather, too, could see the show. By the time Lisa returned to her kneeling cousin, everyone was comfortable-except Cyndi, of course.
"Roll over and lay on your back, bitch!" Lisa ordered excitedly.
Immediately, Cyndi obeyed. Cyndi's hands were at her side and her long legs were extended closely together. Her tits shook with her deep breathing and her chin trembled slightly. She was more terrified of the teenager glaring down at her than she was of the guys. And now she was absolutely at the wicked imp's command. Looking upward, Cyndi glanced past Lisa's spread legs to her wet pussy and tight tummy. She wondered what torture her young cousin had in mind.
Lisa settled her ass down, sitting on Cyndi's stomach. The slim girl sat with her legs on both sides of the taller blonde, effectively trapping Cyndi's arms and hands against her sides. Lisa held her hands behind her back, hiding them from the other girl's view.
"Hello, cousin Cyndi. Are you having a nice visit?" Lisa teased. Lisa moved her ass so that her damp cunt pressed against one of Cyndi's tits. "Do you know what we're going to do now?"
Tearfully, Cyndi shook her head.
"We're going to play horsie, just like when we were kids. Well, almost like that." Lisa's gaze hardened. "Tell me you want to play horsie."
"Yes, Mistress," Cyndi agreed fearfully. "I want to play h-horsie."
Lisa pulled something from behind her back. It was a large, white dildo attached to a wide leather belt. The thing was almost a foot long and over three inches thick, with small bumps and ridges along its shaft. Lisa heldit in front of her cousin's face.
"This is my saddle. I'm going to strap it around you so I can ride your back and get off at the same time. Won't that be fun?"
"Y-yes, Mistress," Cyndi answered.
"But, of course, we need something else. Do you know what else we need?"
The other girl nervously shook her head, her whole body starting to tremble now. Lying underneath the sex nymphet teasing her, Cyndi felt a strong flow of terror and shame running through her.
"What we need are reins!" Lisa said cheerfully. Using her free hand, she pulled from behind her back three long wires with hard metal clamps on the ends. Setting the dildo on the floor, Lisa dangled the long wires just above Cyndi's face. "Aren't we lucky I just happen to have some, cause now we can play. Do you know how these work?"
Terrified, Cyndi shook her head. Lisa dangled the wires so that the metal clamps brushed across Cyndi's lips. The clamps were alligator-teeth clamps, several inches long. Lisa brushed the clamps down Cyndi's cheeks, along her neck, up her firm tit-mounds, and to the tips of her erect nipples. Cyndi's tit-buds tingled sensually. Lisa opened the teeth of one of the clamps and let it shut with a loud snap.
"Two of these go on your tits while I ride you," Lisa told the horrified girl. "I let you know which way to turn by pulling on one or the other. The slower you turn, the harder I pull. And I can pull real hard!"
Cyndi stared at the tiny vise grips in terror.
"N-no, please, don't put them on me, please! I'll do whatever you say, just don't put them on me!"
Cyndi couldn't move, Lisa's weight effectively trapping the blonde on the floor. And her arms were locked against her sides by the grinning imp's bent legs. Lisa smiled, licking her lips.
"First, I want to get your nipples nice and straight," she told Cyndi as she bent over her cousin's tits. Lisa slowly sucked at one Of Cyndi's tits, sending more hot circuits of pleasure through the prone girl. She teased the tit for several seconds, kissing and licking and tugging it with her lips and teeth. Finally, she sat back up and held one of the clamps between her fingers. Opening it slowly, she eased the gaping teeth down over the erect nipple she bad been teasing. Frozen with helpless fascination, Cyndi watched as the clamp hung open and suspended over her tit-tip.
Then Lisa snapped it shut.
"Uh!" Cyndi cried out, biting her lip.
The metal teeth bit viciously into her sensitive nipple, shooting streams of sharp pain through her tits. Lisa looked down to see the dark little bud pokng out from the hard jagged teeth. With a quick jerk of her wrist, Lisa yanked on the wire tied to the clamp, just to test it. She earned a stifled cry of pain from her lovely cousin as the clamp held solid. A tiny trickle of blood began flowing down the fleshy mountain of Cyndi's tortured tit.
"See? Now, the other one," Lisa said, bending over the other tit.
"No, please, Mistress. Don't. Let me free and ... and, I'll suck your pussy. I'll lick your nice hot cunt, and nibble your clit, and you can come in my mouth. Please let me do that instead!" Cyndi begged desperately.
"Maybe later, if you're good," Lisa told her as she opened her mouth and descended on the other tit.
After getting that nipple wet and hard, Lisa quickly shut the next clamp on it. She jerked that wire, too. Now Cyndi lay on her back with two long wires running to the large clamps fastened cruelly to her tits. Lisa leaned back, her ass pushing into Cyndi's tummy, and alternately jerked on one wire then the next. Cyndi's fleshy tits were pulled and jerked savagely, and she let out wild squeals of pain.
Lisa then held both wires together and pulled them straight toward her, actually stretching Cyndi's rubbery tits and lifting the girl's shoulders off the floor The poor girl gasped at the incredible pain, wondering if the evil metal jaws would tear her nipples off. When Lisa finally released the wires, she let Cyndi's shoulders fall back to the mat. Menacingly, the wicked slut held up the last wire and clamp.
"And where should we put this one, horsie?" Lisa asked, rising off Cyndi's belly. "If you move from this position before you are told to, you'll be whipped twice as hard, and much longer than before. Understand, bitch?"
Cyndi's wet eyes stared up at Lisa as her head nodded slowly. The prone girl didn't see Derrick moving toward her, preparing to hold her down if needed.
Lisa grasped the two wires pulling on Cyndi's tits and stood up at Cyndi's feet.
"Spread your legs, whore."
Barely able to move due to her pain and fear, Cyndi began spreading her legs. Impatiently, Lisa jerked on the wires, and. Cyndi spread quicker and wider. Lisa knelt between the nicely shaped thighs of her cousin and peered at her cunt. Hungrily, she licked her lips.
"What a juicy pussy you've got. No wonder Derrick enjoyed it so much," the girl commented as she pushed her mouth down on the curly cunt-bush.
Lisa had sucked cunt before, and she knew what she was doing. Her soft lips pulled and brushed at Cyndi's cunt-lips as her tongue jabbed knowingly at the damp inner cunt-folds and tiny clit. Her wet slippery tongue fuckCd into Cyndi's pussy-hole. The nymphet's lips tugged expertly at the girl's juicy cunt, teasing and heating her burning fuck-hole.
It wasn't long before the taller blonde was squirming in erotic passion and depraved lust. Lisa laid the two wires to one side and used that hand to shove three fingers into Cyndi's cunt, all the while feeling the girl's sensitive clit stiffening within her mouth. So lost in her own pleasure was Cyndi that she didn't notice that Lisa held the last clamp just above the hot, wet hole she was sucking. Suddenly, Lisa snapped the meal jaws on Cyndi's fragile clit.
"Aieee! Help me, help me!" Cyndi screamed, automatically rising but being held down by Derrick's powerful hands. She twisted wildly, trying to free herself of the horrible thing tearing into her clit. "No, no, please!"
Lisa jerked at the last wire, satisfied that it, too, was secure.
With every ounce of energy left to her, Cyndi tried to obey the command. She pressed her head back, gritting her teeth, clenching her fists, and fighting the raging urge to reach for the vicious clamps. Her body still shook uncontrollably, but Derrick released her shoulders. Apparently he was satisfied that she was not going to try anything else He backed away from the prone she-beast at his feet. The ripples of pain shaking the girl were somehow mixed with hot flashes of sexual pleasure. As she lay with the cruel teeth biting into her most sensitive parts, Cyndi could still feel her body getting hot and ready.
Lisa stood up. She went and picked up the discarded dildo and looked down at her tormented sex-pet.
"Roll onto your belly, bitch," Lisa snarled.
Cyndi did as she was told. She raised her tits and cunt off the floor as much as she could, trying to avoid the pain of pressing the terrible clamps even harder against her. With a naked foot, Lisa stepped on Cyndi's shoulder blades and pressed her tits back into the tile, grinding the clamps against the soft tit-flesh trapped in their jaws. Cyndi moaned pitifully. Lisa laughed, pointing at the sexy ass Cyndi was still holding up off the ground.
"Billy, I think she's begging for another assfuck!" Lisa said.
Billy nodded, his hands playing with Heather's cunt. "Don't worry, she'll get more."
Lisa clasped the dildo around Cyndi's midsection so that the shaft stuck outward. The hot nymph then licked at the joy toy like she was cleaning cock. When the head and shaft of the large dildo were well lubricated, Lisa took up all three wires in her hands. The wires to Cyndi's tits went around each side of her, while the wire connected to her pussy came up between her asscrack.
"Get on your hands and knees, horsie," Lisa said, jerking the wires for emphasis.
As Cyndi raised her shoulders and rested on her hands and knees, Lisa stepped over her back. The slim girl's damp cunt slowly eased down on the long rubber prick rising from Cyndi's back. Lisa's eyes glazed over as she felt the wonderfully filling sensation of the fuckshaft pushing well up into her pussy.
Lisa's slim legs curled under Cyndi's belly and her heels hooked up into Cyndi's stomach. Derrick went back and sat down in his chair, watching. Lisa used one hand expertly to hold the three wires connected to her she-beast. She grasped Cyndi's long blonde mane with her other hand and yanked the girl's head upward. Then, kicking Cyndi with her heels, Lisa urged the girl forward.
"Giddy-up!" Lisa yelled gleefully, rocking her cunt on the long dildo.
Cyndi stumbled forward awkwardly, her pretty face distorted by tears and pain. Lisa twisted her fist holding the wires, and one of the clamps jerked brutally at the left tit.
"Turn, you stupid animal," Lisa scolded as Cyndi let out a yelp of pain. Cyndi turned in the direction of the wire and Lisa kicked her forward again, yanking hard on the clamp biting Cyndi's clit. "Faster, bitch, move faster!"
Sobbing, Cyndi tried to crawl more quickly as the metal jaws threatened to tear out the tiny sex-bud in her soaking pussy. Cyndi could hear the others shouting encouragement. Lisa jerked the right clamp, tearing at the hard nipple. Cyndi turned on her hands and knees. Lisa jerked on the other clamp. Cyndi reversed herself, and turned again. Lisa kicked her forward, and Cyndi desperately moved as fast as she could. Racing straight for a wall, Cyndi felt Lisa's ass humping up and down on the rigid dildo strapped to her back. The girl rocked and bounced on the stiff flick-shaft as she jerked on the wires. Then the wicked teenager simultaneously yanked both the clamps locked on Cyndi's tits.
"Halt!" she yelled. Then, continuing to pull the two wires, she ordered: "Back up."
Cyndi moved backwards, but Lisa started jerking the wires alternately, forcing the girl one way then the other. Cyndi twisted and turned this way and that, not knowing where she was going but only trying to escape the pain. Suddenly, she was just a few feet in front of Derrick and his buddies. Lisa pulled hard on the long blonde hair in one hand and the two tit-wires in her other hand.
"Raise up and whinny for us, horsie," Lisa demanded, rocking furiously on the dildo while savagely jerking Cyndi's hair and tits.
Cyndi did her best to raise up on her back legs.
"Wheey! Wheey!" she squealed, her face pulled back for everyone to see.
As she raised up, the others could see her full, fleshy tits stretched apart by the wires and clamps. Lisa yanked so tightly at her blonde mane that Cyndi's mouth and lips were pulled open. Saliva dribbled down her chin, and loose strands of hair framed her sweaty, tear dampened face. Two thin trails of blood ran from her tortured nipples to her sweaty belly. She dropped back to all fours as soon as Lisa eased the tension on the tit-wires.
"Okay, now show us some bucking action," Lisa demanded, pulling suddenly on the clit-wire and kicking Cyndi's flanks.
Cyndi pushed up her ass, easing the terrible pulling on her clit and sending the long rubber dildo even deeper in Lisa's cunt, which was exactly what the teenager wanted Lisa then started jerking at all the wires intermittently, making Cyndi leap and buck like a wild mare.
Cyndi's body was raw with the heat of her own abuse, and she could feel the steaming pussy-juices leaking from Lisa's cunt onto her back. Her own cunt, she knew, was equally wet. She twisted and leaped and bucked with every ounce of energy in her poor soul, until finally she collapsed onto the floor. Lisa, however, was too close to her own orgasm to care. She continued to jerk cruelly on the wires.
"Enough," Derrick ordered, seeing Cyndi had collapsed. But Lisa, lost in the delicious feel of the rubber dildo deep in her cunt, kept pulling fruitlessly at the wires.
"Lisa, heel, now!" Derrick's voice boomed.
Instantly, Lisa recovered and leaped off the dildo and lay face-down at Derrick's feet, her lips brushing his toes and her ass-cheeks still twitching in hot spasms. Her tiny fingers stroking his strong legs as her long golden hair fell about his ankles. She had ignored a direct order.
For the moment, Derrick ignored his kid sister and glanced at Cyndi. His exhausted cousin lay on one side, sweating, gasping for deep labored breaths of air, with the long dildo still locked on her back. Derrick noticed Cyndi's hands. One hand squeezed andbrushed at her trapped nipples while the other hand fingered wildly at her cunt. Cyndi's eyes were closed and her soft thighs closed over the hand fondling her pussy. Derrick shook his head wonderingly. Then he looked back down at Lisa, who still slavishly licked his feet. He was not pleased with his youngest sister.
"Lisa, you ignored my command."
"I beg pity, Master," the girl whimpered, her small body trembling. "I was almost coming, and I couldn't control myself. You know how I am. Please forgive me, Master."
Derrick looked to Cyndi, whose lust-glazed eyes stared up at him. Cyndi, insolent-arrogant cold Cyndi, lay on her belly with clamps biting into her tits and cunt, and still she stroked herself desperately with every-growing arousal. What would she be in a week, or month, or by the end of summer? Derrick wrapped his fingers around his huge prick and stroked it while he considered what a slut his cousin would become.
"Stand up, Cyndi," he ordered. "And take your hand away from your pussy."
Shaking, she stood up, but she had to force her fingers away from the terrible itch in her cunt. Her sleek Amazonian physique stood straight and tall before Derrick, thin wires dangling from her tits and pussy. Somewhere behind those glowing green eyes, Derrick recognized, the female standing before him was beginning to know herself for what she was - an incredible sex-beast, capable of creating almost unlimited pleasure for others.
"Lisa, remove the clamps from our dear cousin."
The slim nymphet got to her feet and went to Cyndi. Carefully, her eyes lowered, she undid the three clips. Cyndi marveled at the change in Lisa's attitude. Lisa was timid now, frightened. Cyndi sighed with relief as the terrible pain in her tits and pussy eased, but her cunt still burned with unsated lust. She rubbed her legs together, trying to come, as her eyes stared hungrily at Derrick's huge prick. She wanted that cock. She wanted it rammed up her hot pussy until her whole body exploded. And she knew that he knew how badly she needed it.
When Lisa had removed all the clips, she turned back to her brother for further directions.
"Give them to Cyndi," he told her.
A fearful, knowing look passed over the young girl as she saw Derrick's face. Obediently, she held out the wires for her taller cousin. Cyndi took the wires, looking closely at the wicked things that had so tormented her.
"Put them on Lisa, exactly as she did you. Lick her first," Derrick said.
The taller girl was amazed to see encouragement in her cousin's eyes.
"We're sisters, too," Lisa dared to whisper, smiling understandingly at her cousin.
Nodding, Cyndi knelt over the shorter girl and gently sucked at a nipple until it was hard and erect. Lisa moaned deliciously as the pink tongue slithered over her tit and the soft lips brushed hotly across her nipples. Then Cyndi snapped the clamp on the girl, watching her face as she did. Lisa suppressed a yelp as the hard teeth bit into her tit.
Quickly, Cyndi did the other tit, jerking on both wires exactly as Lisa had done. But Derrick noticed that Cyndi had not used all her might, that she had not yanked nearly as viciously as she could. He sensed Cyndi's feeling of camaraderie with his youngest sister. His cousin sucked Lisa's pussy almost lovingly. And when she put the last clamp on, Cyndi shoved a finger deep into Lisa's pussy as a brief respite from the burning need the teenager so obviously felt.
"Now, come over here, and give me the wires," Derrick told Cyndi.
She came and stood directly in front of him, handing him the three wires connected to Lisa's body. As she knew he wanted, Cyndi held her head up and her back straight so that her tits pushed out and her tummy pulled in. Her long tanned legs spread apart so that her thick pussylips opened temptingly in the soft nest of her curly cunt-hairs. Unconsciously, she licked her lips as she stared at Derrick's rock-hard cock. She didn't realize her hands had wandered back to her wet cunt until Derrick, smiling up at her, motioned her to move her hands away. Fearfully, Cyndi obeyed.
"Would you like to sit on my cock, animal?"
"Y-yes, Master, p-please," Cyndi stammered, unable to help herself.
"Turn your back to me and ease down on my lap," Derrick instructed.
Eagerly, Cyndi turned and backed into her tall hansome cousin. Then, placing her legs on the outside of his, she eased herself down onto his prick. She almost fainted as a foot of his colossal cock fucked up into her cunt. It felt so good! It filled her and stretched her tight pussy so fantastically well. Derrick held both her hands behind her back, letting the girl impale herself on his thick cunt-buster.
"Hold your hands together. Do not take them from behind your back," he warned.
Derrick began a slow, easy fuck into his cousin's hot pussy. He also began to jerk on the clamps biting into Lisa's tender tits and pussy. The girl stumbled forward as the clamps pulled her small body toward her brother. Lisa knew to keep her hands at her sides as her sexy little naked form was jerked and twisted deliciously. Finally, Lisa stood just in front of Derrick as he contmued to plow his huge cock into Cyndi's juicy cunt. Lisa's hungry eyes were locked to the sight of her brother's prick pistoning into the girl's hot, wet pussy. The poor girl's own fuck-hole was burning with need, but she couldn't even touch herself without permission. And Derrick was not pleased with her at the moment.
"Bathe Cyndi's body with your mouth while I fuck her," Derrick said.
Lisa dropped to her knees and began licking at Cyndi's feet. Cyndi's feet were off the ground as she literally sat on Derrick's cock, with her legs draped over his. Lisa sucked and nibbled Cyndi's toes. Turning her head, Cyndi could see that Tom and Billy had started fucking Heather. Billy had heads this time, and Tom was happily plowing away deep in Heather's ass.
Lisa's lips and mouth moved slowly up Cyndi's legs, tripling the hot sensations washing through her body. The small slut knew how to suck, male or female. She brushed Cyndi's inner thighs with her damp lips and pulled tenderly with her teeth.
As Lisa reached Cyndi's cunt, she licked at her brother's cock as it fucked in and out of the girl's hot pussy. The fuck-honey dribbling from Cyndi's cunt splashed on Lisa's face as Derrick increased the speed and power of his fucking. Some of Derrick's pre-cum oozed out of Cyndi's cunt and onto his sister's cheeks. Lisa's face lingered at the blonde pussy being rammed by the massive prick. The teenager rubbed her cheeks against the pistoning cock-shaft like an affectionate kitten as her slippery tongue jabbed at Cyndi's pussy walls, sending her cousin into orgasmic spasms.
"Fuck me, Master, fuck me!" Cyndi begged, trying to pull her arms from behind her back to grab at Lisa's head and pull it even closer.
"I am, sweet cousin, I am." Derrick laughed hoarsely, approaching his own climax.
Cyndi came, and came, and kept coming while Derrick continued to fuck her patiently.
Finally, when he started to come, Derrick could feel the girl's hot cunt clasping his prick even more. He shot his gusher of cum deep into her fuck-hole as she shook her hot little torso back and forth. Lisa thirstily lapped up the warm pussy-juices and creamy white cum leaking from Cyndi's cock-stuffed cunt.
Thick, salty cum and sweet fuck-honey dribbled down Lisa's chin as she pushed her little blonde head up against the cum-spitting cock and slobbering pussy. After Derrick had pumped all his jism deep into Cyndi's pussy, he left his prick in the warm oven to soften as his sister licked feverishly at both cock and cunt.
Even as Derrick's prick softened in Cyndi's quavering fuck-hole, Lisa licked the girl's tummy, washing away the bloodthat had, leaked from her tortured nipples. Lisa also moved her mouth to gently clean off the small spots of blood on each of Cyndi's tits. Lovingly, she brushed her pink tongue-tip over the sore tits and bruised nipples. Cyndi's soft moans of pleasure rewarded Lisa's efforts. Finally, Lisa licked up until she reached her cousin's face. There she found a warm and most willing mouth waiting for her hungry soul-kiss.
Cyndi kissed the girl with more passion than she had ever kissed anyone in her life.
Lisa, still unsated and horny, matched her cousin's efforts easily-until Derrick pushed his sister to the floor.
Billy and Tom had filled their own sex-beast with hot jism, and Heather was already being allowed to rise from the couch. Derrick indicated for his dark-haired sister to approach him.
"Go get two collars, and, a leash," he ordered.
As Heather very quickly went to a shelf against the wall, Derrick pushed Cyndi off his lap. He motioned for both Lisa and Cyndi to kneel on all fours in front of him.
When Heather returned with two animal collars identical to the one locked on her own neck, Derrick gave one to Billy and one to Tom. Billy stood next to Lisa, who raised her head for the collar. Cyndi heard the snap of the leather collar as it closed around the teenager's neck. Then she sensed Tom standing next to her. Timidly, Cyndi raised her head and stared straight at Derrick. Tom bent and quickly locked the dark leather ring snugly around Cyndi's neck.
"Oh!" Cyndi gasped, suddenly feeling a dark, deep psychological thrill as the collar snapped shut.
Derrick smiled approvingly, understanding. He spoke sternly to the girl.
"You will wear that until one of your masters removes it. It will help remind you of what you are. Now it's time for you to be caged for the night." He rose and took the leash from Heather.
"C-caged, Master?"
"Yes, of course," Derrick said, snappng the leash to Cyndi's collar and pulling her behind him as he moved to the other room in the basement.
Cyndi struggled to crawl behind him. She noticed that Heather crawled behind Tom, and Billy used Lisa's tit-wires to pull the teenager close to him. Cyndi grew terribly fearful of the other room as they approached it.
The first things she saw as she crawled past the doorway were the huge dogs that had so frightened her when she first arrived. They were chained to the wall near a row of empty cages. The large black beasts immediately barked with recognition as Derrick entered the room. Leaving Cyndi just inside the entranceway, Derrick went to each dog and patted it affectionately lovingly.
Then he returned to his newest pet. He removed her leash and pointed at one of the open cages, indicating for her to enter.
The cages were all about three feet high and three to five feet in length. The bars were sturdy but thin and widely spaced, easily allowing access to the inside. As Cyndi crawled in the one Derrick indicated, she discovered she could neither rise nor turn around. She sensed she could only lie down in a tight fetal position, her legs pulled closely to her tits. When Derrick shut the door of the cage, Cyndi was confined in such a way that she couldn't see the entrance to the room or anything except a blank wall. Derrick walked around the wire box until he stood directly in front of her. Cyndi couldn't raise her head. She could only see his legs.
"Put your hands through the bars," he ordered.
Cyndi obeyed, only to have a set of metal cuffs lock her wrists together outside the cage.
Derrick knelt down in front of her. He put a small bottle of water just above her head, exactly the kind she had often seen in pet shops! Greedily, she sucked at the cool clear water.
When she had finished nearly half the bottle, she felt Derrick pull it away from her. She was still terribly thirsty. Derrick reached through the bars and patted her head and stroked her ears kindly.
"Quite often, Lisa and Heather will also spend the night caged. For tonight, though, they'll be sleeping elsewhere. The guys and I hate waking up without fresh cunt-meat within easy reach. Tomorrow, we will begin your fist full day of training. I would suggest you try to sleep as much as possible. You'll need all your energy. Your hands are locked so you don't stay awake all night playing with that hot pussy of yours. Tom and Billy are going to take Heather upstairs immediately; I will be in the other room with Lisa a bit longer." Derrick looked past Cyndi to his youngest sister. "I have some unfinished disciplinary actions for a disobedient animal. There may be a bit of noise."
Derrick started to leave, but Cyndi didn't want him to go.
"Master?" Her small voice pleaded attention timidly.
"Yes?" Derrick answered, stopping.
"May I beg something before you go?"
Derrick knelt back down, his blue eyes watching her curiously. Pleasantly, he said: "Tell me what you want, sexy pet."
"Please kiss me good night," the blonde sex-beast pleaded, her voice soft and quiet.
She looked into his strong eyes and hard face as she pressed her lips between the bars. Cyndi saw the look that passed over his face. She was caged, and he was free; she was the slave, and he was the master; she was the animal, and he was the trainer. But, watching him look at her caged at his feet, Cyndi knew that she could make him want her. She saw that even pets had power.
Derrick leaned to her and brushed her lips with his. Then he pulled away, leaving her pressing her cheeks against the bars. As he stood and left, he said: "Good night, slut."
"Good night, Master," she whispered.
Then the lights were shut off and Cyndi was left in darkness-but not in silence. Prince and King growled impatiently and struggled at their chains. Also, she heard Derrick's firm, displeased voice in the other room. Then she heard the loud crack of a whip slashing against someone. Lisa screamed, and counted.
Cyndi lay awake, listening to Lisa's torment. She squirmed hotly as she heard the whip hit again and again. She tried helplessly, to shove her aching clit against the bars of her cage as she listened to Lisa crying out.
Finally, the beating stopped. But it was only moments later that Cyndi heard Lisa screaming out with bestial lust.
Derrick was fucking his little sister.
He seemed to go on for an eternity as Cyndi lay whimpering in the dark. Lisa's shrill squeals of pleasure filled the basement as Cyndi's pussy grew hotter with each passing moment. When the crescendo of fuck-lust finally reached its peak and then became relieved silence, Cyndi still burned with need and desire.
Eventually, she sensed that Derrick and Lisa had left the basement, and that she was now all alone with the restless beasts pacing the length of their chains. Cyndi closed her eyes, trying hard to ignore the fire in her cunt. Exhausted, she finally drifted off to dreams of giant pricks, soft pussies, chains, clamps, and giant dildos.
Prince and King paced restlessly, the air heavy with the strong odor of a bitch in heat.
Chapter Eight
"Well, well, looks like we got a late sleeper," Billy whispered, looking down at the naked girl curled up in her cage.
It was early morning, and Billy and Heather had been sent to get the newest sex-pet. Heather stood next to him, an arm around his waist and her head resting on his shoulders. Both were nothing but jeans. Billy lightly tapped a riding crop against his thighs while Heather used her free hand to absently stroke his chest and stomach. Their eyes roamed hotly over the caged, sleeping female beneath them.
Cyndi lay with her knees pulled to her tits and her head resting on her arms. Her hands, of course, were still locked outside the cage. The sexy blonde bush covering her pussy peeked from between her curled legs.
"I know how to get some Heather suggested, reaching for was holding.
Billy let her take it, and the dark-haired girl knelt down behind Cyndi's cage. She winked up at Billy and put one flnger to her lips, signaling silence. He grinned back at her and nodded. Quietly, she pushed the handle through the bars, and up between the; sleeping girl's bent legs. Heather brushed the blunt end of the crop against Cyndi's cunt-lips, causing the drowsy girl to moan hungrily. Heather and Billy giggled as Cyndi's legs automatically opened to allow easier access to her cunt.
"Man, that bitch wants to fuck even when she's asleep," Billy Said softly, laughing.
Heather continued to ease the handle back and forth along the girl's soft cunt-lips never really entering her juicy fuck-hole but staying just at the edge. Cyndi's murmurs became hotter as the handle probed and teased her juicy pussy. The blonde's hips rocked as the leather tool tormented her. Grinning wickedly, Heather glanced up at Billy and winked.
"Now, let's wake her up," she said.
Heather jammed the riding crop deep into Cyndi's cunt and started fucking it furiously, pumping and pulling the shaft in and out of Cytidi's pussy. Cyndi let out a startled yelp and awoke immediately. Since she couldn't see anything behind her, she had no idea who was there or what was being thrust into her pussy. She could only feel something long and hard being fucked into her Cunt.
"Oh! Oh! Who's there?" the startled girl cried in panic. "Owwww, uh! What are you doing? Please, let me out, please! Who's there?"
Billy and Heather laughed loudly at the crude violation of the naked she-beast squirming wildly in the cage. As Cindy's cries became more desperate, her hips thrust harder at the shaft plowing into her pussy.
"No, no, please!" she whined, the heat building in her. "Yes, deeper, harder, more, more!"
Her small hands pulled desperately at the chains even as her slender hips thrust back at the crop handle attacking her cunt.
Then Heather stopped completely and pulled the handle from Cyndi's pussy.
"No! Don't stop, not now!" Cyndi screamed, just on the verge of her climax. Her soaked cunt-lips almost smacked at the air.
Heather licked sexily at the wet handle and handed the crop to Billy. Both watched Cyndi's twitching ass for several moments as the girl tried to push her cunt against the bars of the cage to ease the aching lust in her loins. The poor, sleek blonde even rubbed her thighs together to try and ease her passion, but it was obviously not working as she continued to moan and twitch hungrily. Then Billy smashed the crop against the cage, the tip slashing between the bars and onto Cyndi's bare ass.
"Settle down, whore! We've got things to do," Billy said roughly, walking around to the front of the cage and unchaining her hands.
Cyndi stopped moving as commanded, her burning cunt still hot and hungry. She had awakened absolutely confused and completely unaware of where she was, realizing nothing but the incredible sensation of something violating her pussy. Now she was completely awake. Now she remembered where she was. And now she was afraid.
Heather unlocked the front of the cage. Billy looked down at the blonde sex-pet and ordered sternly: "Crawl backwards, like the bitch you are. And don't touch your cunt."
"But ... " Cyndi started, then fell silent when the riding crop smashed against the bars of the cage, just inches from her face.
"And don't speak until given permission. Understand?"
Shaken, Cyndi nodded as she backed out of the cage. The soft, slender muscles of her thighs and calves moved sexily as she crawled back out of the cage. Watching the luscious ass sway seductively beneath her, Heather couldn't resist reaching down and squeezing the girl's inviting ass-cheeks, causing Cyndi to jump and bump her head against the top of the cage. She hadn't realized anyone else was there.
Once she was out of the cage, Cyndi crawled around so she faced the entrance to the room. She glanced up to see Heather and Billy side by side. Unlike Cyndi, Heather no longer wore an animal collar locked around her neck. Heather smiled as she knelt and snapped a leash to Cyndi's collar Affectionately, she rubbed her hand through Cyndi's long yellow mane.
"Morning, cuz," Heather said, smiling down at her.
Cyndi lowered her eyes. She felt Heather tugging at the collar, so she began crawling forward. Her legs were stiff and sore from being bent and twisted all night.
Billy suddenly lashed the riding crop against her ass. Cyndi yelped at the unexpected pain.
"Stretch your thigh muscles when you move. Show me the lines of your legs. Move like the sexy animal you are!" he demanded, stroking her legs with the crop.
Obediently, Cyndi tried to move as she had seen Heather and Lisa do. When Cyndi extended one leg out, Billy held the crop under her knee.
"Hold it there," he ordered.
Straining, Cyndi stopped and held her legs suspended for the hired band's inspection. Idly, Billy stroked the sleek muscles with his small whip.
Speaking to Heather, he commented: "We'll have to start an exercise program immediately. Her basic muscle tones are fine, but she needs more definition in her thighs. Derrick wants me to set up a schedule today."
Heather nodded as Billy continued to move the crop along Cyndi's leg. The blonde was struggling hard to keep the leg up, terrified of letting it fall. Finally, Billy told her it was okay to move on. Sighing with relief, Cyndi dropped her knees and started crawling forward. Billy smacked her legs again, but not nearly as hard this time.
As Cyndi came into the main room of the basement, she saw the others. Derrick was seated in his chair, wearing some work jeans and a blue shirt. Lisa knelt on all fours in front of him, naked with her head bowed and her long hair flowing to the ground. Cyndi could see fading red marks along Lisa's back and ass, remnants of her beating last night. Lisa still wore her collar. Apparently she was still being punished for yesterday's error. Cyndi shuddered, wondering at the strict discipline her tall cousin imposed on his sisters.
Tom stood near the center of the room, with the two huge dogs sitting next to him. The canines seemed to be watching Cyndi with special interest. Something about the way the animals glanced at her made Cyndi weak and even more frightened. And there was something else in the room Cyndi hadn't noticed before.
On the mat, under the chains from which Cyndi had been hung, were a wooden sawhorse and a small, cushioned bench. The sawhorse's main beam was about three feet off the ground, while the bench's seat was only a foot or so off the floor.
Heather led her cousin to Derrick as Billy intermittently slapped at the blonde's ass and legs to improve her movement. Cyndi risked raising her face to look at the ranch foreman. Derrick's cold blue eyes stared straight into her.
"Good morning, sweet sex-beast," Derrick said.
"Good morning, Master," Cyndi said, trembling.
Just the sight of the dominating, stern young man before her started Cyndi's hot passions flowing. She could feel her pussy becoming wet and warm. She found herself almost wishing he was going to rape her this morning.
"Do you know what your duties are today?" Derrick asked, looking over the sexy she-beast staring back at him. When Cyndi shook her head, Derrick explained. "You're going to parade around upstairs, cleaning and working and keeping everyone entertained. The only thing you'll be permitted to wear is your collar. You'll be completely available to anyone who wishes to use you, in whatever way they desire. The phone is locked in the den, and this ranch is miles from anywhere. Even if you were to try to escape, Prince and King could hunt you down easily. It might even be fun, for us."
Cyndi shuddered, glancing at the two huge dogs.
"But, of course, before you go upstairs, there is another thing. Two of our training team haven't enjoyed that luscious body of yours yet. That seems a bit unfair. Now is the time for them to get what they wanted all last night."
Frowning, confused, Cyndi glanced around the basement. There were only the others: Derrick, Tom, Billy, Heather, and Lisa. There was no one else.
Except Prince and King!
Cyndi's eyes suddenly widened in horrified understanding.
"N-no, please, no!" Cyndi cried.
Derrick smiled. "I told you that Prince and King were useful in training bitches. Now I'm going to show you how. Prince will take your cunt and, when he's through, King will get your ass."
"No! You bastard, no!" Overwhelmed with rage, Cyndi leaped at her tall cousin, her hands outstretched into claws going for his eyes.
Derrick did not even seem surprised.
Easily, almost absently, he grabbed his cousin's arms and held her hands locked behind her back. Expertly, he flung the girl's body over his knees, pushing her exposed ass upward. She screamed and twisted wildly but was clearly no match for him. He locked Cyndi's hands together with a set of cuffs he pulled from beside the chair.
"No, no, no! I'll never fuck dogs! You'll have to kill me first! I'm not an animal, I'm not!" Cyndi cried, twisting helplessly on his knees.
"I disagree," Derrick said, positioning her ass for easy access. "You are just an animal. And you are going to fuck Prince and King. You just need encouragement."
Smack!
Derrick slammed one hand against Cyndi's twitching ass, while his other hand held her body in his powerful grip. Then he began to rain down blow after blow on her tender ass-cheeks.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
His rough hand stung the girl's buns viciously, leaving her ass hot and red.
Derrick spread his blows evenly across her bare ass and once or twice slapped his palm up between her legs against her hot pussy. He could feel her resistance fading as her struggles lessened. Finally, he heard her cry of surrender.
"I'll do it!" Cyndi sobbed. She couldn't stop them anyway. They were going to force her to do the horrible thing, no matter what. "Please, stop, I'll do it."
Derrick tossed her back to the floor. Slowly, Cyndi eased back to position next to Lisa, who had not moved. The taller blonde kept her eyes to the floor as she heard Derrick speaking.
"Heather will put you in position over the bench, and Tom will guide Prince over to your cunt. Although Prince has been in enough bitches to know the way by himself." The others laughed in agreement. "When Prince is about ready to come, Lisa will start to suck King hard so he's good and ready as soon as Prince is done. Isn't that right, Lisa?"
"Yes, Master," Lisa answered.
Cyndi glanced over to see the naked teenager timidly licking her lips. Lisa seemed excited! It wasn't possible that she was enjoying this debasement, was it? Cyndi tried to ignore the warmth building in her own cunt.
Derrick continued: "Once Prince is finished and King is getting his, Lisa can clean Prince's cock. Okay, Heather, put the bitch in position."
Heather tugged on Cyndi's leash, pulling the girl.
Again, Cyndi considered fighting, running, escaping. But where? How? As she was led to the small bench, Cyndi knew there was no escape. Fearfully she glanced at the two giant dogs barking excitedly. They obviously knew what was going to happen. Their long tongues dangled from their mouths as they panted hungrily. All night long, they had sensed the heat from this female.
Cyndi leaned over the bench, her battered ass high for easy entry. She pushed her face to the floor, trying to hide everything from herself. Heather's foot kicked at her ass.
"Spread your legs more, whore. You know how to do it."
Cyndi obeyed, sobbing shamefull. Then she heard Tom just behind her.
"C'mon Prince, this bitch's for you!"
Cyndi could sense the huge animal moving behind her.
Suddenly, Cyndi felt a long rough tongue licking at her legs. She turned to see the huge black dog pressing his snout between her thighs, his jaws opening to reveal his long sharp teeth. Sticking out from between his hind legs, a dark red dog-cock poked from its hairy sheath. Cyndi frembled, terrified of the beast.
Prince continued to lick at the girl's legs, moving up to her cunt, His long wide tongue slithered along her cunt-lips then stabbed deep into Cyndi's fuck-pit. Immediately, her pussy juices started boiling as the dog's wet tongue licked her hot cunt. Cyndi shut her eyes. It was impossible that her body was reacting to this. A dog couldn't possibly be turning her on. But it was. Her pussy didn't care who or what licked its soft walls-it creamed all the same. As Prince began to mount her, Cyndi imagined how she must look to the others.
"Go, Prince, go!" Billy encouraged. "Fuck that bitch, boy! Fuck her good!"
"Hey, guys!" Heather exclaimed, pointing at Cyndi's twitching buns. "The whore's shaking her ass for Prince. Man, she must really want it bad."
"I taught her to shake her ass," Billy pointed out proudly.
Cyndi sobbed. It was true, she had moved her ass for the horrible violation. It had been instinct, and she couldn't help it.
Prince's prick had found her cunt and was now probing at it, trying to fuck in. Finally, the beast howled happily as his crimson cock slid into the girl's juicy cunt. The dog's large paws pressed and scratched at Cyndi's back as its hind legs skittered on the floor. The awful scent of dog breath washed over the blonde as the beast's panting became harder and noisier. Prince panted and barked excitedly, his cock beginning to ram in and out of her tightly grasping cuntlips. His front paws scraped for a firmer hold on Cyndi's shoulders as he quickened his pace.
Sensing motion around her, Cyndi looked up from the floor. King stood on his hind legs in front of the saw horse, his front paws resting on the top beam.
Lisa crawled to the beast and began licking at the red prick jutting out under its belly. Cyndi, her own cunt being fucked by a slippery dog-cock, was appalled at the sight of her teenaged cousin sucking the other dog's prick. Lisa's pink tongue licked at the dog's hairy balls as her small nose pressed into its furry belly. Then her soft, pouty lips closed over the dog's long, red cock. Lisa's little hands stroked the animal's furry belly.
"Yeah, man!" Billy laughed, watching Cyndi move to Prince's thrusts. "The bitch is really getting into it now."
Cyndi shook her head, hopelessly trying to deny what everyone could see-she was getting turned on.
Even as the beast began howling and its slippery prick punched past Cyndi's wet cunt-lips, the girl shoved her pussy up to meet its pounding prick. The dog's cock wasn't as thick as the cocks of the three men who had fucked Cyndi, but it was long and reached deep into her cunt. Prince just continued to fuck the hot hole no matter how much the girl sobbed. Cyndi's fingers closed into tiny fists, trying to fight the powerful tremors overcoming her.
Cyndi couldn't help it, she started to come.
But so did Prince. His fuck-thrusts were faster now and his paws scratched more desperately at the poor girl. Cyndi felt the dog's hot spit dribble onto her back as its tongue lolled out of its mouth and brushed along her shoulder blades.
Suddenly, Prince's howling took an even louder turn as his prick began squirting dog-cum deep into Cyndi's cunt.
It was thin, hot fluid that shot into Cyndi, so different from the thicker cum of the guys. Prince squirted and squirted his cum-load into the blonde's belly, his long tongue licking at her neck and face as he shot.
Cyndi bit her lips at the burning sensation in her fuck-hole. She wasn't ready for the beast to come yet! She was almost, but not quite, there.
But Prince was done. His cum was emptied into the kneeling girl, so he climbed off her and trotted contentedly to Tom, who now stood next to Lisa. Prince glanced back at the kneeling, sobbing girl as Tom patted his head.
"Not a bad fuck, huh, Prince?" Tom said cheerfully.
Prince barked happily wagging his bushy tail.
"No! I haven't come yet. Please don't leave me like this," Cyndi begged pitifully, her fingers reaching back to squeeze her burning pussy.
"Get your hands away from your cunt, bitch!" Derrick ordered, watching Cyndi finger-fuck herself.
Cyndi's hands were slow to move. Billy sliced at her ass with the riding crop.
"You heard the man!" Billy shouted. "Leave your hot cunt alone!"
Sobbing, Cyndi pulled her fingers from her pussy-lips. She was so close. How could they be so cruel? She looked over to where Lisa was finishing with King. Cyndi's tongue brushed her lips absently as she watched her cousin suck the dog's prick. Lisa's mouth was still closed over King's prick, licking and sucking it hard. The beast jerked his back legs, fucking his prick into the girl's willing mouth. Lisa's tiny fingers stroked the animal's fur-covered balls as her lips brushed up and down the red dog-prick. Kneeling slavishly before the large beast, Lisa looked even smaller than usual.
Tom tapped the girl on the shoulder to signal her to stop. Lisa reluctantly pulled her soft lips away from the red, hard dog-cock and looked over at Prince. The other beast stood waiting, expectantly. Heather pulled King off the sawhorse and led her to where Cyndi still knelt. Immediately, Prince rose up on the sawhorse in King's place, and the slim teenager went to work again, licking at the cum-covered dogprick. Prince began panting soon, his fucker getting hard quickly.
Cyndi watched Heather approach her with King in tow. She trembled with need as her cousin led the big animal to her. The beast seemed almost intelligent in the knowing way it stared at its victim. It was going to fuck her in the ass. It was going to shove its long slippery red prick deep into her ass and shoot dog cum into her ass-guts.
She closed her eyes and pressed her face into the floor, shamed.
Chapter Nine
"C'mon King, you're gonna like this bitch," Heather encouraged, leading the dog around to Cyndi's raised ass. Its cock was already hard from Lisa's sucking.
Quickly, the dog climbed on Cyndi's back and began thrusting for her asshole. Heather reached under the animal and guided its prick against Cyndi's vulnerable asshole. Once the cock-tip was in, King began fucking furiously.
"Look at that chick go!" Bffly exclaimed, pointing again at Cyndi's twitching ass-cheeks.
Cyndi thrust her ass back wantonly at the large dog fucking her ass. Her back pushed up to jam her plump ass into its hairy crotch as her asshole clutched and squeezed the slippery prick plowing into her. King's long tongue licked at the kneeling girl's shoulders, its rough edges leaving wet trails of warm spit all along the girl's back. Even as his paws scraped the female's skin, King's hips rammed his long red cock into her ass.
"Fuck, yes! Do it, King, do it!" Cyndi babbled, not even knowing what she was saying, only knowing she was riding the crest of a massive orgasm.
"Damn! She's coming," Heather said wonderingly. "Already, she's coming. She's got doggy-jizz up her pussy and another doggy-cock up her ass, and she's fucking getting off already. Hey, this chick is way ahead of the rest of us. What an unbelievable whore! She's the hottest tail we've ever had here."
"Yes, she most certainly is," Derrick agreed, smiling.
Cyndi heard her cousins' remarks and knew she should be ashamed, but her dazed young mind was too distracted by other things. She was coming. Her whole body was racked with pleasure and waves of unrestrained passion. She stared up at Derrick, boldly letting him see exactly how hot she really was. If he wanted to. see a whore, she'd show him one!
Straining, she twisted her head till she faced the slobbering canine snout leaking spit on her back. Brazenly, she stuck out her own tongue at King, desperately licking at his slobbering mouth. King responded instinctively and ran his wet tongue against hers. He even shoved his long tongue deep into her mouth, his cold snout pressing into her face.
"Damn!" Derrick whispered, amazed again by his cousin's over powering f�ck-lust.
He rubbed the growing cock-bulge in his jeans as he watched King's long wide tongue lick at Cyndi's wet mouth and soft lips. Cyndi was responding by opening her lips even more and running her own tongue against that of the large animal.
Lisa, meanwhile, was getting Prince hard again The huge dog was starting its pre-orgasm howling, as its long wet tongue dripped spit onto the small blonde head bobbing between its hairy hind legs. Pulling her head off the dog-prick, Lisa stroked it with her hands as her pink tongue slid up and down the crimson cock-shaft and all along the furry balls. Lisa sensed that the dog was about to come, so she clasped her hands on its back legs and closed her hot little mouth ovbr the beast's prick again.
Prince howled noisily as he shot a load of dog-cum into the young girl's mouth. Lisa swallowed it all, sucking quickly as the hot jism filled her mouth and slithered down her throat. Prince continued to twitch his belly forward even as his prick softened in Lisa's warm, wet mouth.
King was coming, too. He licked at Cyndi's face wetly as his fuck-thrusts became more desperate. Gritting her teeth at the overwhelming passion about to explode in her, Cyndi closed her asshole on the invading cock to increase the friction and send her over the edge. She turned to stare at Derrick as she felt the powerful surge of her orgasm.
King's hot cum-load erupted and gushed into her, stinging her ass-guts and causing her even more pleasure. The large black dog stared upward and barked loudly, excitedly at the twitching, squeezing, demanding fuck-meat clutching his prick. The girl's screams and dog's yelping mixed and filled the basement with the sounds of their fucking. Cyndi shook her long blonde hair wildly as her whole body trembled. Even after his jism was emptied into Cyndi's hot ass, King let his prick soften before pulling it out and climbing off the girl's back. The dog ran its long tongue over Cyndi's twitching ass several times before trotting off to Tom.
Cyndi's fingers snapped at her clit, finishing off her wonderful orgasm, mashing into her juicy cunt. She felt the dog-cum that Prince had deposited there. Curiously, she pulled her hand to her mouth and licked her fingers, tasting the salty dog-jizz. Just the act of swallowing dog jism seemed to excite her.
"Cyndi, come over here!" Derrick ordered, watching his cousin lick at her cum-covered fingers.
Cyndi immediately crawled to her tall cousin and waited on hands and knees at his feet. She brushed her head against the coarse legs of his jeans, hoping to excite him. Already, she wanted to fuck again. She was becoming a perfect fucking machine.
Derrick's hands trembled slightly, because he wanted to grab his sexy cousin and fuck her till neither of them could move anymore. Looking at the luscious blonde sex-animal moving against him, Derrick's eyes blazed hotly.
The others noticed and smiled at the incredible emotions washing over their leader. They had never seen him quite like that before. Even Lisa was surprised at her brother's hunger. The teenager suddenly felt a twinge of fear for the blonde cousin at her brother's feet. Could even Cyndi survive the results of building Derrick's fuck-lust to such a point?
Derrick's large hands stroked Cyndi's head, then moved down her neckand back and rubbed the dog-spit into her skin. He reached under her and slowly squeezed her tits, causing moans to rise from the girl's throat. Cyndi rocked her hot body against his touch, not trying or even wanting to fight the sensations.
"Lisa," Derrick said, pushing Cyndi away so he could unzip his jeans and remove his shirt, "get over here and clean out her holes. I'm going to fuck her in the ass." He pulled on Cyndi's long hair so her face looked up at him. "And while I'm fucking her ass, Toni will fuck her cunt, and Billy can keep her mouth busy."
Cyndi's startled face stared up at him, frightened. She wasn't even sure her asshole could take such a huge prick as Derrick's without splitting, yet alone with another large prick in her cunt.
Derrick smiled wickedly at the trembling blonde. His jeans off, he settled back in his chair and pulled at Cyndi's long hair.
"Suck me hard again. Get my cock ready to bust your butt wide open," Derrick ordered, moving his ass to the edge of the seat, suddenly slapping the girl's ass-cheeks. "Spread your legs so Lisa can get at your fuck-holes. I want them nice and wet for Tom and me."
Obediently, Cyndi spread her knees as wide as she possibly could while her head moved toward Derrick's big limp prick. He kept her face pulled up as her tongue slipped out and began stroking his rubbery cock. He forced her to stare up at him as she sucked his cock. Cyndi shuddered at the intensity in his face. She also began to wonder if she would be able to survive the incredible lust she had caused in the tall young man she was so desperately trying to please.
"Ah!" Cyndi squealed suddenly, feeling Lisa's warm tongue between her ass-cheeks.
The teenager knelt behind Cyndi's ass and was already stabbing her tongue at the gobs of dog-cum splattered in her ass-crevice and cuntgash. Lisa's hands pulled the girl's ass-cheeks apart so her mouth could easily reach Cyndi's ass-crack. Cyndi began rocking her ass to the girl's mouthing. Lisa's pretty face pressed tightly into Cyndi's ass as she sucked at her slimy asshole, which was still leaking King's creamy jism.
"Come here, Heather," Tom said, motioning to the dark-haired girl. "Get my cock ready to fuck this bitch. I just hope I don't bust before I ram it up her pussy."
Everyone was naked now, anxiously waiting to begin the fun. As Heather dropped to her knees in front of Tom, Billy stroked his own cock while watching Cyndi lick and suck at Derrick's cock. Billy knew that soon those same pouty wet lips would be wrapped around his own prick.
Derrick continued to stare at the sweaty, excited face slowly bobbing up and down on his prick. He was holding Cyndi's head with both hands, tightly clutching her soft hair as he fucked in and out of her wet mouth. Lisa's tongue was now buried into Cyndi's asshole, cleaning it out. Cyndi moaned and started to close her eyes, but quickly opened them when Derrick shook her head roughly. Then, as Lisa began to move her mouth to her cousin's juicy cunt, Cyndi's groans became more heated and uncontrolled.
"Lick my pussy, Lisa, lick it!" Cyndi whimpered.
Then her head bobbed back down on Derrick's cock.
Derrick's fucker was becoming fully hard now and reaching deep into Cyndi's throat. The girl's tongue slithered at his cock-shaft even as his cock-head poked at the back of her mouth and the entrance to her throat. Lisa suddenly bit Cyndi's sensitive clit, causing the startled girl to give a muffled scream.
"Oh, yeah," Derrick said approvingly, as Cyndi's mouth opened even farther for his cock. "Do it again! I like the way this hot bitch reacts to that."
Lisa obliged, and Derrick laughed at Cyncli's throat spasms, pushing his prick nearly all the way in. He continued to fuck the girl's face for several more moments as Lisa licked all the dogcum frOm Cyndi's damp cu�t. Finally, Derrick was ready to fuck his cousin in the ass. He pulled her head up and off his colossal cock and held her face inches from his.
"Are you ready for a friendly little threesome, fuck-meat?" he asked cheerfully, boldly looking into her fearful green eyes.
"Y-yes, Master," Cyndi answered, her lips trembling.
"Great! Go over to the couch and sit on Tom's cock so you face him," Derrick instructed, releasing her hair.
Tom was sitting near the center of the couch on its front edge. His prick stood up, throbbing. Heather had moved to one side. Tom licked his lips as Cyndi crawled to him and timidly began to climb up his body.
"Rub your tits against me as you move," he directed.
Cyndi leaned against the hired hand as her sleek form moved along his legs. Even as her nipples brushed against his hairy legs and tough skin, Cyndi felt waves of pleasure washing through her hot body. Biting her lips to avoid speaking, she spread her legs and eased her belly onto Tom's cock. The hired hand began to fondle and nibble at the fleshy tits and hard little nipples hovering near his face. Cyndi jerked her head back as her throat erupted in quiet bursts of passion.
Tom's large cock fucked deep into her cunt as her legs stretched out and rested on his. While his teeth scraped and raked deliciously at the girl's erotically heated tits, Tom's hands roamed freely over her beautifully flushed young body. His expert fingers pried and pinched at her pointed little clit, sending more and more sexual energy through the girl.
Derrick walked over to the naked female stretched out against his buddy. His eyes ran over the sleek sex-animal squirming before him. Every muscle in Cyncli's lovely form seemed flexed, exposed. Her body seemed to scream hungrily for cock in every hole. Derrick moved his hands slowly down the girl's smooth, sweaty back. His fingers massaged her shoulders, her spine, her sides, and especially her saucy upturned ass.
"Fuck me, fuck me now!" Cyndi demanded, rocking her hips on Tom's prick and reaching back to pull her ass-cheeks apart for Derrick's hard-on.
She pulled at her ass-mounds eagerly as Derrick rubbed his huge prick against the brown, hungry hole puckered like a kiss for it. Derrick smiled at the girl puffing her own buns apart just for his hard, long prick. This was what he lived for-the hot, uninhibited slut desperately wanting to be fucked. He slowly pushed his big fucker past her ass-ring and into her hot ass-guts.
"Uhhh! Oh God, it's so big!" the sexy blonde grunted as Derrick eased his giant prick into her ass.
His cock-shaft squeezed past the tiny ass-ring and fucked deeper into her ass. Shoving forward, Derrick pushed all of his massive cocklance deep into the girl's buttery bowels. He could feel Tom's prick moving against the thin membrane that separated them. Then he started a long deep stroking as he pulled and pushed his fucker in and out of the tight opening.
Cyndi's fuck-holes stretched around the two cocks banging into her as the men began to run their hands all over her sleek, sweaty body. She rocked her hips back and forth, fucking both cocks at once, her cunt and asshole both filled full of hard cock-meat. It was the most incredibly erotic sensation for her.
"Do it, do it to me!" she moaned, bouncing up and down on Tom's lap as the two men fucked her more quickly.
Then Cyndi turned her head to see Billy's stiff prick waving in front of her face.
"C'mon bitch, open wide and say "Ah!" I want to check your temperature," Billy laughed, shoving his cock in her face.
Cyndi eagerly closed her soft lips around Billy's thick cock-shaft even as her tongue licked the bulbous cock-head. Her hands reached out and grabbed his ass, pulling his groin even closer to her face. She wanted all of his fuck-pole in her mouth.
"Yeah, cunt, suck me dry!" Billy exclaimed, grabbing the girl's head and yanldng it back and forth on his cock. "Oh man, what a mouth this whore has!"
Cyndi's hot body was banged relentlessly by the three men as they all slammed their stiff fuckers into her. Her slim hips were pounded up and down by the force of Tom's and Derrick's cocks working together like two huge pistons while her sweet face bobbed quickly on Billy's cock. Derrick slapped at the plump ass so greedily clutching his prick, making 'his sexy cousin's ass twitch even more. With each full thrust, Derrick could feel the thin membrane separating his cock from Tom's. Tom, twisting and pinching the twin tits hovering near his face, deeply buried his prick in the girl's damp pussy.
Pulling on Lisa's collar, Heather yanked her kid sister's face to her burning cunt.
"Suck me off, this is really turning me on," Heather ordered.
Lisa, still under group discipline, showed no hesitation as her slippery tongue snaked out to lick at Heather's hot cunt.
Cyndi's sleek naked body was trapped between the three men shoving their pricks in all her holes as her mind filled with wild passions. She pumped her hips up to impale her ass on Derrick's prick, then jammed her cunt back down to swallow Tom's prick. The force of the men's bodies pounding into the girl made loud, obscene plopping sounds as their rigid pricks plunged into her again and again.
Billy, too, was losing control as Cyndi's tongue slobbered and slithered along his cockshaft. Cyndi's hands reached around to Billy's asscheeks and her fingers pressed into his asshole as she licked and sucked his cock. Nothing mattered to the girl now except that her cock-filled body was raging beyond all control. She was coming again, even wilder and harder than before.
"I'm coming, bitch!" Tom yelled, his cock deep in her pussy.
Every cock-stroke that brushed past the girl's luscious cunt-lips also pushed against the thin tissue being banged by Derrick's huge flick-rod.. As he started shooting his hot cum deep into Cyndi's cunt, Tom bit down on her nipples and pinched her tender clit between his fingers and thumb.
"Yeah, whore, that's the way!" Billy cried as �yndi shoved her face to his hairy crotch. He grasped Cyndi's collar with one hand and held the other hand high over his head as if riding a buckingmare. "Damn, what a ride!"
Slamming his cock into the girl's face, Billy felt his whole groin jerk as be squirted hot jism down her throat. Cyndi sucked rapidly, wanting to swallow every delicious drop of his cock-cream.
Then the giant cock filling her ass began to spit cum into her ass-guts.
Derrick gritted his teeth at the explosive jolt of cum shooting out of his prick. Cyndi's ass was so tight that Derrick wondered if the tiny little brown hole was capable of biting off his prick. The small ring of muscles squeezed hard at his fuck-rod as it sent its steamy load of cum into her shitter. Derrick threw his head back and laughed loudly at the incredible sensation overwhelming him. Cyndi's ass twitched and clutched at his prick, pulling his cum from his balls.
Cyndi's whole body spasmed as three cocks simultaneously emptied cum into her body. She shook uncontrollably from the tips of her toes to the top of her head. It was incredible! The three pricks seemed to shoot forever, filling her sexy body with hot juicy cum. Cyndi felt bathed in the warm slimy cum flooding into her. Even as the cocks softened inside her, Cyndi rode her wild orgasmic roller coaster again and again.
Derrick pulled his cock out of her ass and stepped away as Tom and Billy gently eased the girl to the floor where she writhed hotly, overtaken by the erotic eruptions inside her. Lisa and Heather stopped their lovemaking to watch the tall, squirming blonde ride out her passions.
"Man, what a bitch," Lisa said in awe."And I thought I liked sex!"
"Oh yes, yes, it feels so good!" Cyndi moaned, rubbing her cunt and tits.
Gratefully, she glanced up at her companions. They had shown her pleasures she had never thought possible. As the last of her excitement ebbed away, Cyndi lay still, happily exhausted.
Derrick began giving instructions to the others. "Heather, you and Lisa go upstairs and start breakfast," he said. Then he glanced at his watch. "Well, make it lunch. Tom, you and Billy take the dogs outside and load up the truck. We've got to fix those fences on the south pasture today. I'll clean up our new pet here and join you in a few minutes."
The others left the basement.
"Do you think Daddy will be pleased?" Cyndi risked asking, looking up at Derrick. The blonde had gotten to her hands and knees and was kneeling at his feet, sexily licking her lips.
"I think your father will be very pleased," Derrick assured her as he rubbed his hand through her long hair. "But, for now, we've got to get you cleaned up. I have alot to do today."
Cyndi's hands moved up Derrick's legs as her soft lips opened for the long, soft prick hanging between his legs. She stared at his shit-and cum-stained prick.
"But, Master, shouldn't I clean your cock first?"
Derrick inhaled sharply as Cyndi's hot mouth closed on his slimy cock. Shaking his head, he said with some difficulty: "No, I don't have time now."
But he didn't, Cyndi noted, push her head away. Derrick looked down at the bobbing blonde head moving between his legs. Cyndi continued to suck and lick his filthy cock until he gently pushed her off it.
"C'mon, Cyndi, I've got to get you washed off. I have too much work to do. Go over to the cleaning stall."
Cyndi puckered her bottom lip in disappointment. "Yes, Master. I'm sorry if I have been displeasing. Perhaps you should punish me."
Derrick laughed heartily. "You damn slut, maybe I should. But, later. Now, I'm too pressed for time. Crawl over to the stall. We haven't got all day."
"Yes, Master," Cyndi agreed, turning and moving away.
She crawled carefully, well aware that she was being watched.
"Aieee!" Cyndi yelped, suddenly being grabbed and flipped on her back. She looked up to see Derrick standing over her with his eyes blazing and his cock very hard. She smiled up at him innocently.
"Hold onto your ankles and pull them back as far as you can, you damn slut. I can't stand to watch you any longer without ramming my cock inside your pussy. Get your cunt ready, whore! I'm going to show you what an animal really is. Maybe I'll even buy you from your father."
"B-buy me?" Cyndi gasped, startled.
"Yes, bitch, buy you," Derrick said, grinning savagely. "Doesn't that idea excite you?"
Cyndi nodded, her green eyes wild and hot.
"I thought it might. But for now your problem is to survive the next half hour, and still be able to walk. Are you ready, Cyndi?"
"Yes, Master, yes," Cyndi laughed, puffing her legs widely apart for her cousin.
Watching Derrick aim his huge cock at her wet fuck-hole, Cyndi felt freer and happier than she had ever thought possible before coming to the Dorn ranch.
