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 The following story is a work of fiction.  Its contents are of a
graphically sexual nature and may involve non-consensual sexual acts
between underage partners.  Any resemblance to persons either alive or dead
is purely coincidental.  This story is intended for ADULTS only.  If you
are under the legal age of consent in your local jurisdiction, or if you
are easily offended, kindly STOP READING NOW.

   Kelli's Summer Visit - by - The StoryMaster

   Kelli shuddered as the two hard rubber phalluses made their way up
inside of her.  Grasping the edges of the straight back chair, Kelli
supported herself as best she could with her arms while she slowly lowered
herself onto the big dildos, one in each of her passages, until at last her
shapely bottom made contact with the wooden seat of the chair that her
uncle had so thoughtfully fashioned for her.  Then, once Kelli was fully
seated, her Uncle Joe stepped forward holding his cock in his hand in
offering to his pretty niece.

   "God!  Why didn't I hide that stuff better," Kelli thought ruefully. 
She opened her mouth.

   Smiling down at his lovely niece, Kelli's Uncle Joe moved his penis
toward its target.  At its tip glistened a tiny drop of pre-cum.  "Put your
tongue out like a good girl," he said.

   "I can't believe this is happening," Kelli thought with a shiver of
disgust.  Then after a brief pause she did as she was told.  "Oh, yuck!"
The pretty teenager almost gagged when her uncle touched the tip of his
cock to her outstretched tongue.

   "You're such a good girl, Kelli," Uncle Joe said while he slowly rubbed
the head of his cock over his niece's pink tongue.  "You and I are going to
have such a good time for the next few weeks until your folks get home. 
Now suck me sweetheart, just like I showed you yesterday.  And by the way,
baby, how do those rubber cocks feel inside today?  Better?  I told you
you'd get used to 'em in time." He chuckled mischievously.

   As Kelli began to orally pleasure her uncle, her mind wandered back to
only a week ago.  Her parents had sent their pretty, sixteen year old
daughter to stay with her father's brother for six weeks while they went to
Europe on a second honeymoon.  Kelli had argued vehemently that she was old
enough to take care of herself, but her parents would have none of it. 
She'd been packed away to northern Vermont, to stay on her Uncle Joe's
farm, leaving Chris, her steady boyfriend behind.

   Kelli's parting with Chris had been difficult.  The two young people had
just started dating during the latter half of the school year, and they
were still in that "total infatuation" phase at the time Kelli was
scheduled to leave.

   Prior to her involvement with Chris, Kelli had been somewhat of a prude.
In fact, she was considered by most to be rather aloof and self-involved. A
very attractive girl, Kelli McDaniels was five foot, four and weighed about
ninety-five pounds.  She had thick, sandy brown hair which she wore at
shoulder length, framing her pretty face and accenting her sparkling green
eyes.  Often, Kelli wore her shining hair up in a conservative fashion,
feeling that it made her appear more mature.  She had an athlete's body
with long well muscled legs, a pert little butt and a flat tummy.  Kelli's
budding breasts were nicely shaped for a girl of sixteen and promised
further developmental improvement.  Most of Kelli's friends, and even some
of her teachers were understandably quite shocked when she took up with
Chris Shiller.

   Chris was thought of by most, including Kelli's parents, to be a
scoundrel.  His long, blond hair and flashing, grey eyes made the eighteen
year old Chris ruggedly handsome, and surprisingly, in spite of his
reputation, he'd managed to snow Kelli out of her mind.  The pretty
teenager lost her virginity to Chris only shortly after they started seeing
one another, and the two had been relatively active sexually ever since.

   Chris was hurt and angry when Kelli told him she had to leave for the
summer.  His reaction caused Kelli to fear that in her absence he might
find comfort in another girl's arms.  In hopes of ensuring Chris'
faithfulness, Kelli had submitted to repeated sexual encounters with the
young man every day for a week prior to her departure.  She'd agreed also
to do something she'd vowed she would never do.  At Chris' urging, Kelli
had tried using cocaine prior to one evening's session of heated love
making.  As much as she was ashamed of herself for using drugs, Kelli had
to admit that she'd experienced carnal delights on a totally different
level that night in Chris's bed.  The two young people had made love all
night long, their stamina greatly enhanced by the stimulant drug.  When at
last the two lay spent and gasping in each other's arms, Kelli told Chris
that even though the coke made her feel really super, she didn't want to
take any more of it in the future.  "It frightens me," she confessed. 
Chris merely chuckled then rolled over and fell asleep.

   So, you can imagine Kelli's surprise when upon unpacking her clothing
after arriving at her uncle's country farm house, she discovered a plastic
bag containing a rather large quantity of white powder.  Kelli's heart
leapt to her throat when she realized what it was.  She'd looked around the
room in a near panic searching for a place to hide the illegal substance.
Kelli was terrified that her Uncle Joe might somehow come across the
incriminating bag of powder and tell her parents.  "I'll be grounded for
life," the pretty teenager told herself as she buried the plastic bag deep
in the top drawer of the antique dresser behind her panties and bras. 
Kelli felt reasonably certain that her uncle would never go into her
dresser drawers, and if for some reason he ever did, the teenager decided
that he'd be too embarrassed at the sight of her dainty things to search
further.  Taking a deep breath after stashing the cocaine, Kelli silently
berated herself for being so paranoid.  "Why would her uncle suspect her at
all?" she'd asked herself.  "He doesn't know a thing about me," she
decided.

   The first week of Kelli's visit was wholly uneventful.  Her Uncle Joe
behaved like a complete gentleman, although Kelli did notice him looking at
her "that way" when he thought she wouldn't notice.  Kelli paid him no
mind, however.  Most men looked at her "that way." Kelli had even come to
enjoy their stares to a degree.  It made her feel special and somehow more
powerful.  One day she'd actually shifted her shapely hips in a seductive
manner, toying with her Uncle Joe when she caught him leering at her from
the kitchen door.  Kelli had pretended not to see him there as she walked
toward the tire swing hanging from a low bow of the big oak tree.  Later
when she turned, he was gone.

   It was next morning around ten-thirty that the trouble started.  Kelli
was in the living room watching a movie on the VCR.  Her uncle had a huge
selection of videos.  From the kitchen he called, "Kelli, would you come in
here please.  I need to talk to you." Something about the tone of his voice
made Kelli apprehensive, raising the hairs on the back of her neck.  Kelli
walked into the kitchen totally unsuspecting to find her Uncle Joe seated
on the other side of the round, oak table.  He smiled up at his niece as
she entered.  Kelli started to return his smile, but stopped short in the
doorway and gasped, her hand leaping to her mouth.  On the table in front
of her uncle lay the bag of cocaine.

   "Judging from your reaction, I'd say you recognize this," Kelli's uncle
said as he reached out and picked up the plastic baggie.  When Kelli didn't
answer, he continued, "Can you explain this, young lady?"

   "I...  I..." Kelli stammered.

   Opening the baggie, her uncle reached inside and to Kelli's never ending
surprise, he dipped his finger tip into the white powder then put it into
his mouth.  Kelli watched with her mouth ajar, as her uncle removed his
finger from his mouth then sat back with a contemplative expression on his
face.  After what seemed like hours he spoke.  "Pretty good stuff," Kelli's
Uncle Joe said with an odd smile.  He let Kelli agonize for a minute while
he sat studying her.  "Where'd you get it?" Uncle Joe asked almost
conversationally after an uncomfortable period of silence.

   "I..."

   "Is that all you can say for yourself, young lady?" Kelli's uncle
interrupted in a much more reproachful tone of voice.  "Now tell me where
you got this?" When the decidedly frightened girl refused to answer, her
uncle took a deep breath then said in a more compassionate tone.  "If
you're honest with me Kelli, I'll go easy on you."

   Kelli stood wringing her hands in obvious turmoil for several seconds.
Then, near tears, she confessed beseechingly, "My boyfriend must have put
it in my suitcase, Uncle Joe, honest.  I didn't know he was gonna do it.  I
swear!"

   "Your boyfriend?" Uncle Joe asked rhetorically.  Kelli nodded guiltily.
"And do you and this boyfriend of yours use drugs often, Kelli?" he
inquired suspiciously.

   "No, Uncle Joe.  I swear.  I only tried it one time before we," she
hesitated, her face turning a deep shade of red.

   "Before you what?  Her uncle asked, immediately noting her uneasiness.

   Kelli couldn't look her uncle in the eye.  She started to squirm
nervously under his gaze.  "Before we....  You know.  Before we..."

   Uncle Joe waited patiently for several moments before speaking again. 
"Young lady, are you trying to tell me that you and this...  this boyfriend
of yours are also sexually active at your age?" Kelli turned away,
mortified.  "Look at me, young lady, when I speak to you!" Joe snapped. 
The shocked teenager looked back at him sheepishly.

   Then as if a door had suddenly closed, Kelli shed the demeanor of "the
scared little girl", and treated her Uncle Joe to a sample of her reputed
arrogance.  Looking her uncle directly in the eyes Kelli raised her chin up
and said with unveiled contempt, "Chris and I are in love, and anyway, it's
really none of your business." She turned and was about to walk out of the
kitchen; in Kelli's opinion, this conversation was over, when her uncle
spoke up.

   "Just a minute, young lady!  I'm not finished!" Joe snapped, rising
ominously from his seat.  Kelli froze in her tracks.  Joe smiled inwardly.
Things were progressing as he'd hoped.  He wasn't sure why he'd decided to
search his niece's belongings.  Call it a hunch, but it was certainly
paying off.  Now, if he played his cards right, the next few weeks would be
very pleasant indeed.  After a suitable period of silence, Joe continued.
"Love!" he scoffed.  "And what do you think you know about love, Kelli, at
your age?" He resumed his seat at the table.

   Kelli stared up at the ceiling briefly then exhaled in exasperation. 
She'd heard this line of "questioning" way too many times over the past few
months, from her parents, from her teachers, from her girlfriends.  Kelli
didn't care what any of them thought.  She loved Chris, and Chris loved
her, and that was all there was to it.  "We know enough," she answered a
little too defensively for her liking.  Then she went on with more
conviction.  "Older people never want to give us any credit for anything.
You all think we're children and too immature to make real life decisions."
She paused for effect.  "Well, you're wrong." Kelli stared confidently
across the big table at her uncle.  When he failed to respond right away,
Kelli thought to herself as she defiantly returned her uncle's cool,
appraising stare.  "What does he know anyway.  He's an old man.  They're
all old and stupid!"

   It was as if her uncle could read Kelli's mind.  Actually her thoughts
were painted on her face as plain as day.  "It's time to 'drop the bomb',"
Uncle Joe thought as he looked into his niece's dark, green eyes.  He was
going to enjoy this.  "And so would she, in time," Joe thought with an
inward smile.  "Alright then, Kelli," he said at last.  "Let's just see
what you do know.  Shall we."

   "BOOM!" Joe almost burst out laughing when he saw the look of insolent,
selfassuredness on Kelli's face vanish in an instant to be replaced with
expressions of confusion and apprehension.

   "W..  What do you mean?" the pretty teenager asked after several
seconds.

   His chair grated on the hardwood floor as Kelli's Uncle Joe rose from
his seat and walked slowly around the table in his niece's direction. 
Kelli backed away a step when her uncle stepped directly in front of her
then stood staring down at her from only a foot or so away.  "I think you
know exactly what I mean, Kelli," he said with a condescending smile. 
Then, unexpectedly Joe reached out with his left hand and touched his
pretty niece's cheek, catching her completely off guard.  Kelli jerked
away, startled, a look of uncertainty in her green eyes.  Uncle Joe dropped
his hand to his side.  Then he turned and grabbed the nearest chair, turned
it around and sat, facing his niece, his elbows resting casually on the
chair back.  Kelli stood looking down at him, not knowing what to expect.

   At last he spoke.  "You don't have to be afraid, Kelli.  Remember, I'm
your uncle." He smiled 'that smile' of his.  "I haven't seen you since you
were how old?" he thought out loud.  "It must have been six or seven years
ago, and how old are you now, Kelli?" he asked conversationally.

   Kelli relaxed just a little.  "Sixteen and a half," she answered
timidly.

   "Sixteen and a half," her uncle repeated as he allowed his eyes to
travel the length of her body then back up to her face.  "You've matured
into a lovely, young woman, Kelli.  Did you know that?"

   Kelli blushed, but nodded just the same.

   "You bet she knows it," Joe thought to himself.

   "Well," Joe said after a brief pause.  "Since you're going to be staying
here for another month or so, I think it's high time you and I get to know
each other better." He smiled up at his niece who smiled back uncertainly.
"You'd like that, wouldn't you, Kelli?" He waited.

   "Well..  Sure.  I mean...  I guess so," the young girl replied, feeling
more uncomfortable still with the situation and more suspicious of her
uncle's intentions.

   "Good.  That's very good, Kelli.  I'm very happy you feel that way," her
Uncle Joe said, again smiling his strange, unsettling smile.  "Why don't we
start then with you undressing for me.  Would you do that for me now,
please, Kelli?" her uncle asked as if he were asking her for the time of
day.

   "W..What did you say?" Kelli asked after a minute, hoping she hadn't
heard what she thought she'd heard.

   "I thought my request was pretty clear, my dear," Uncle Joe replied
calmly.  "I would like for you to remove your clothing for me, please,
Kelli." He gazed up at the shocked, young girl, relishing the moment.

   Kelli's mouth opened and closed several times, but no sound came out. 
As Joe watched her face, her expression changed from one of shock, to
indignation then quickly to anger.  Her green eyes flashed as Kelli hissed
her answer.  "I'll do no such thing, you filthy, old man.  I'm gonna call
Chris.  He'll fix you when I tell him about this." She looked around wildly
for a phone.  Kelli was about to bolt when she felt her uncle's hand clamp
around her wrist.  She looked down and winced.  "Ow!  You're hurting me,"
she whined.

   "It's not my intention to hurt you, Kelli," her Uncle Joe said
unemotionally.  "But I do expect you to do as I ask."

   Kelli's mouth fell open as she gawked at her uncle in utter disbelief.
"You're out of your mind!  Now let go of me!" she growled, trying to
wrestle free.

   Uncle Joe unexpectedly did as she asked and dropped her wrist.  Kelli
stood rubbing her bruised flesh for a moment, before continuing.  "Maybe I
can talk my way out of this," she thought to herself.  "All I need is time
enough to get to a phone and call Chris.  He'll come and get me; I know he
will." She decided to play the 'frightened little girl' again.  "You don't
want to do this, Uncle Joe.  If you'll just take me home, I won't tell
anyone what you said.  I promise."

   Her uncle just sat there staring at her.  It was infuriating.  Then he
said in a casual sort of way, "Oh, I don't think you'll be telling anybody
anything, my dear.  Have you forgotten about this?" he asked, picking up
the bag of cocaine.

   Kelli stared at the incriminating bag of white powder swinging in her
uncle's hand.  "But.T..." she said lamely.

   "But nothing, young lady," her uncle retorted.  "I can well imagine what
would happen if I were to let certain people know about this.  I think you
might just find yourself in some pretty hot water, my dear girl.  Not to
mention that boyfriend of yours.  Is he eighteen, by any chance?"

   Kelli thought for a minuted, then nodded.

   "Oh Kelli, that's not good.  Possession of cocaine is a serious crime, a
felony even.  Not to mention, giving a controlled substance to a minor. 
Your beloved boyfriend could find himself in the state prison and in a
whole new kind of loving relationship, if you know what I mean," Joe said
ominously.  "I don't think you really want that to happen.  Do you, honey?"
He waited for his words to sink in.  When Kelli still didn't respond, Uncle
Joe continued in his matter-of-fact tone of voice.  "So, now that we
understand each other, and I assume we do?" He paused and gazed into his
young niece's astonished eyes.  "Do we understand each other, Kelli?"

   Kelli stared back into her uncle's dark eyes, her thoughts racing
wildly. In a very short period of time she came to the conclusion that she
was in a very touchy situation, and for the time being it looked like she'd
have to cooperate.  Kelli gazed down at her feet and nodded meekly.

   Recognizing the first signs of submission in the young girl, Uncle Joe
smiled then leaned back in his seat.  "Good, then please proceed," he said,
catching Kelli's eye.

   "You..  You mean right here?" Kelli implored her uncle.

   "Yes, Kelli, right here and right now," Uncle Joe answered impatiently.
"Do you want me to help you, or can you do it by yourself?" he then asked.

   Stunned, the pretty teen stammered, "Why no, I..." Kelli still couldn't
believe this was happening.  Then her defiant character again surfaced.  "I
can do it by myself," she snapped, giving her uncle a withering stare.

   "Then let's get started, young lady," Joe ordered.  "Begin with your
blouse, please.  You can put your clothes on the chair over there." He
nodded in the direction of a another wooden chair.  "You won't be needing
them for awhile," he added with a smile.

   Still overwhelmed from the shock of it all, Kelli slowly began to
unbutton her blouse while her uncle looked on approvingly.  Seated only a
few feet away, Uncle Joe smiled inwardly while his pretty niece's small
hands dropped from one button to the next, revealing ever increasing
amounts of milky, white skin to him.  He felt his mouth becoming
increasingly dry when he glimpsed the first bit of lacy white cotton of
Kelli's brassiere.  Then as the lapels of her blouse fell apart, the inside
curves of the softly padded cups covering her developing breasts came into
view.  The pretty teenager stared at the floor while she continued to
disrobe.

   "You're doing very well, my dear," Joe commented causing his niece to
look up at him.  He caught a glimmer of smoldering animosity in Kelli's
eyes as she tugged the tails of her blouse free of her slacks.  'A good
sign," her uncle thought to himself.  "A little fight is always a good
thing.' "Hand me your blouse, please, Kelli," Joe instructed his niece when
he perceived the young girl was stalling.

   "Please, Uncle Joe.  Don't make me do this.  What have I ever done to
you to deserve this?" She was whining now.  Kelli despised herself when she
whined.

   "Why nothing, my dear girl," her uncle said holding out his hand.  "At
least you haven't done anything to me yet." He smiled craftily.  "The
blouse, Kelli," he insisted.

   It was like a very bad dream.  Kelli imagined herself in some evil
parallel dimension, trapped behind transparent walls while she watched
herself slowly remove her shirt and hand it over to her Uncle Joe.  The man
brought the soft garment to his lips.  He then buried his face in the
fragrant material and savored the intoxicating scent of fresh, nubile
female.

   "Wake up.  Oh, please wake up!" Kelli's mind cried.  She stood before
her uncle, her arms crossed over her chest.  Kelli shivered.

   "Now your jeans, please, Kelli." Her uncle's words sounded hollow as if
spoken from a great distance.  "Are you still with us, my dear?"

   He paused, recognizing that his niece was on the edge.  She had begun to
tremble noticeably, and her eyes lacked the fire he'd seen in them only
moments earlier.  She was getting shocky.  Rising from his chair Kelli's
uncle took her by her shoulders.  "God!  Her skin is soft," he thought. 
Joe then shook his niece none too gently.  "Kelli..  Kelli.  Get a hold of
yourself.  Come on, girl, snap out of it."

   "Wha...  what?" the pretty girl stammered at last.

   "I said, get a grip, young lady," her Uncle Joe stated somewhat harshly.

   "But..." Kelli said, trying her best to regain her composure.

   "Put a lid on it, kiddo," her uncle retorted.  He then put a hand behind
Kelli's neck and pulled her face close to his.  Their lips were only inches
apart as her Uncle Joe began, "I'm going to tell you how it's gonna be,
Kelli." She opened her mouth to say something.  "Shut up and listen to me
Kelli," Joe snapped.  He squeezed her neck in his strong hand.  Kelli
squirmed in his grip.  The fire in her green eyes returned.  "Because I'm
only going to say this one time.  You're gonna be here under my roof for
six weeks, and during that time, sweetheart, you and I are gonna become
real close."

   His words were ominous and threatening.  Kelli listened with growing
apprehension over her situation.  Then came the statement that floored the
young girl.

   "I am going to make love to you, Kelli." That got her attention. 
"Whether we do it right now or wait until later makes no difference to me,
but understand this.  I intend to have you."

   Kelli was speechless.  She stared in open mouthed, wide eyed, utter
disbelief at the man who was her father's brother.

   "I intend to have you whenever and wherever I like, and you, Kelli are
going to cooperate." Then with a wicked smile he added, "Hell, baby.  I'll
bet you'll enjoy it as much as I will.  And mark my words, young lady," he
said threateningly.  "If you try to resist or attempt to run away or to
call anyone, I'll see to it personally that your precious boyfriend spends
a long, long time behind bars.  Do I make myself abundantly clear, Kelli?"

   Kelli stood staring into to dark pits of her uncle's eyes for several
moments, unable to say a word.  She was at the same time both enraged and
terrified.  He had her, that much appeared certain.  Try as she might,
Kelli couldn't figure any way out of this mess.  But her thoughts were
confused and muttled.  "What would he make her do?  What would people think
if anyone found out?  What would her parents think?  What would Chris
think?" Kelli's spirits plummeted.

   Uncle Joe sensed his niece's resignation.  He saw her shoulders drop. 
Her expression of boldness and scorn slowly softened.  Still holding her by
the scruff of her neck, Joe watched the emerald fire in Kelli's eyes
flicker and grow dim.

   "That's better," he said at last.  "I knew you'd see it my way sooner or
later, my dear." Kelli didn't answer.  She stood staring blankly at the
older man.  Without further comment, Kelli's Uncle Joe took her by her
shoulders again and slowly turned her so that she faced away from him. 
Then quickly he stepped close behind her.  "Let's see your little titties,"
he muttered from behind the stunned teenager.

   Kelli felt her uncle's fingers against her back as he fumbled briefly
with the hooks of her brassiere.  Her mind was numb as his hands slipped
the narrow straps over her shoulders.

   "That's my girl," Kelli heard him mutter from just behind her right ear.
"You just hold real still and let Uncle Joe help you." He slid the straps
slowly down her arms.  Kelli felt his breath, hot against her neck.  Kelli
watched herself in an almost trance like state extend her arms and allow
her bra to slide off over her wrists and fall to the floor at her feet.  At
the same time Kelli felt her uncle's arms slide under hers and around her
body.  "We'll just let those silly old jeans go for the time being," Uncle
Joe whispered, his lips brushing now against the back of Kelli's ear.  The
girl froze, like a fawn in a truck's headlights.  "Right now, I want to
play with your pretty titties."

   "W..wha?" Kelli started to ask.  "What was that he'd said about her
jeans?" As a defense mechanism Kelli's mind sought to remove her from the
stressful circumstances.  Kelli was definitely close to shock.  It was at
that moment that her Uncle Joe's calloused hands closed over her firm
breasts, instantly snapping Kelli back to the present.  "Ohhhh, Nnnnnoo!"
she whined.  Kelli squirmed in her Uncle's arms as he started to kneed her
tender flesh.

   "Hush, now, sweetheart," Joe muttered before kissing Kelli behind her
ear then down her neck and shoulder.

   "Stopppp!" Kelli whimpered.  She tried to twist out of Joe's arms.

   "Now, Kelli, baby.  Don't you fight with your Uncle Joe.  Don't let's
forget about your boyfriend, Chris, right?" Using the palms of his hands,
he flattened Kelli's supple flesh against her rib cage, feeling the firmer
mass of her mammary glands beneath the softer breast tissues.  The teenager
moaned and continued to squirm, but with slightly less spirit.  "You do
want to see Chris again, don't you, honey?" Joe squeezed Kelli's small
nipples between the second knuckles of his index and first fingers.  He
nuzzled his lips up under Kelli's soft, fragrant hair then nibbled at the
back of her neck.  He smiled when he felt the youngster tremble in his
arms. "You want to see your sweetheart when you go home, don't you Kelli?"
he asked again then licked his way from her shoulder up behind her ear.  He
squeezed her breasts more rhythmically now.

   "Uh huh," Kelli answered automatically in a somewhat throaty voice.

   Several moments passed while Uncle Joe kissed and nibbled at Kelli's
neck and ears.  He was pleased to see that at one point she actually tipped
her head to one side when he licked her neck.  Joe almost forgot to
continue with his commentary so distracted was he with the marvelous body
of the young girl.  Her small developing breasts were magnificent to
handle, and he thrilled at the strength of her body when she squirmed
beneath his touch.

   "That's good," he murmured at last.  "Then you be nice to Uncle Joe, and
you won't have to worry about Chris." He kissed the top of her right
shoulder once, then the side of her neck.  Then, much to Kelli's surprise,
Uncle Joe removed his hands from her breasts.  Taking the pretty teenager
by the shoulders, Joe turned her around to face him.  Instinctively Kelli
covered herself with her arms.  "No, baby, don't do that," Joe said, as he
gently forced her arms to her sides.  "They're much too pretty to hide," he
said with a smile as he gazed down at the two lovely cones of white flesh.
Kelli dropped her eyes in embarrassment.  "Hey, hey, hey," Joe said placing
his fingers beneath Kelli's chin.  "Don't look away when I talk to you
Kelli.  It's not polite." He raised her eyes to his.  In them he saw
humiliation and apprehension and maybe just a touch of anger, but the
latter was far more subdued.  "Like I said, you behave yourself, and no one
will ever have to know about the drugs.  In just a few weeks you'll be home
with Chris, and who knows, you might learn something while you're here."
Did he see a spark of curiosity in those bright green eyes?  "Won't he be
surprised when you two get back together and you show him some new stuff."

   Kelli looked even more apprehensive.  "What's he gonna make me do?" she
wondered.  "Please don't hurt me," she whimpered.  It was all she could
think of to say.  "God!  How lame, Kelli!" she berated herself mentally.

   Recognizing her expression of concern, Joe began to stroke her cheek
softly and said as soothingly as possible under the circumstances, "Hey,
now, sweetheart.  Uncle Joe's not gonna hurt you.  I promise.  Hey, look,"
he explained.  "You're a woman and I'm a man.  It's all perfectly natural.
You said you've made love before, so you know what it's all about." Kelli
blushed.  He could feel her warmth even from a foot away.  "It might take a
few times, but sooner or later, Kelli, I Can guarantee you're gonna like
being with a real man." Kelli gawked at him in incredulity.  Joe went on.
"Chris might be fun, but your Uncle Joe's gonna help you learn what it is
to be a woman."

   Kelli stared at him in shocked silence.  Joe studied the teen's face for
several moments for any signs that she was about to flee.  Seeing none for
the time being, he dropped his hand from her face.

   "That's better, honey," he said as he stepped back, grabbed the wooden
chair and resumed his seat.  "Just relax, Kelli.  You're gonna be fine. 
We're gonna be fine," he added with that smile of his.

   Kelli stood before her father's brother half naked and very worried. 
The milky white skin of her firm breast cones seemed to shine in contrast
to her lightly suntanned shoulders, chest and tummy.  "What now?" she
wondered.

   As if to oblige her, Uncle Joe said in his matter-of-fact way, "Let's
get the rest of your clothes off now.  What do you say.  Shoes and socks
first, then the blue jeans." He gazed unemotionally up at his niece from
his seat close by.

   Kelli was flabbergasted at his directness.  "Is he totally crazy?" Kelli
asked herself.  One look in Uncle Joe's direction told the teenager that
indeed he was.  The steely, emotionless expression on her uncle's face at
that moment, convinced Kelli that this was no joke.

   Then Kelli amazed herself.  She caught herself thinking, "I guess if I
have to.  I mean how bad can it be.  After all, he's an old guy.  Maybe
he'll have a heart attack." Her last thought actually made Kelli smile. 
"Oh God!" Kelli thought when she realized that Uncle Joe had seen her
wishful expression.  "What the hell are you thinking!" she silently
chastised herself.

   Joe was losing patience.  "Let's get going, Kelli, dear.  Time's a
waistin'." Kelli gave him a reproachful look then bent down and untied her
running shoes.  Joe noticed to his delight, that even when she bent over,
Kelli's perfect little breasts remained firm and well shaped.  "It'll be a
few more years before gravity takes its toll on you, sweet thing," he
thought.

   Kelli noticed his stare when she stood up and kicked off first one shoe
then the other.  It wasn't until that moment that Kelli actually saw her
uncle.  Oh sure, she'd seen him, obviously.  But now she saw him in a new
light.

   Joe was not a small man.  When he'd stood before her a few minutes ago,
Kelli hadn't really thought about the fact that the top of her head barely
reached his shoulders.  Unlike her father, Uncle Joe had a stocky build. 
Her Dad was slim and athletic like his daughter.  Joe, on the other hand,
seemed to be from different stock.  He was built like a tank.  His face was
round and a little pudgy, but not altogether unappealing.  His large frame
was powerful looking rather than overweight.  In another light, Kelli might
have considered him to be marginally goodlooking.  For now, however,
whether or not she found him the least bit attractive was entirely
irrelevant.

   "You can leave your socks on, Kelli," Joe instructed when she started to
bend down again.  "Take your blue jeans off for me, OK." He was back to
using his conversational tone of voice.  The changes in the delivery of his
demands to the young girl helped to keep her off balance, Joe knew.  This
time he got only a mild look of indignity from the pretty teenager.

   Slowly Kelli's hands moved to the top button of her Jordache jeans. 
With a pleading look, Kelli said to her uncle, "You promise you won't hurt
me?"

   Joe looked up at his niece from his chair and smiled benevolently.  "How
many years he'd dreamed of this occasion," he thought.  "And now here she
was, undressing for him." Joe was hard pressed to control himself.  He
hoped his excitement wouldn't show when he answered, "I promise,
sweetheart. Your Uncle Joe's gonna make you feel like a million bucks.  Now
get those pants off."

   It wasn't much of a guarantee, but it was all Kelli was going to get. 
After taking a deep breath, she unbuttoned the bronze button then unzipped
her fly.  She did this quickly like one might remove a band-aid.  "If you
pull it fast, it won't hurt s much." Having more or less resigned herself
to her immediate fate, Kelli decided to look her uncle in the eye while she
shucked her tight designer jeans over her narrow hips.  Somehow this made
her feel like she was still in control of the situation.  Even thought her
heart was pounding in her chest from a combination of anxiety and nervous
anticipation, Kelli felt strangely calm as she peeled the tight denim down
her long legs.  She knew that her uncle was going to make love to her, and
that there was little she could do to prevent it.  Although she appeared to
be cooperating, Kelli vowed that she would not do anything to make the
experience pleasurable for him.  Kelli had no idea what the future held for
her, but she knew one thing for certain.  She wanted to get this over with
as quickly as possible.

   "Careful, baby," Uncle Joe said when Kelli lost her balance and almost
fell trying to wrestle her jeans over her feet without sitting down. 
"Don't hurt yourself.  You're gonna need your strength." That statement
prompted a curious from his pretty niece.  Joe returned the look with a big
grin.  At last, the teenager managed to free herself from the clutches of
her jeans.  Kelli stood and kicked her pants aside.  Then mustering all of
her courage, she met her uncle's appraising stare with what she hoped was a
semblance of determination and composure.

   What Joe saw, however, was a frightened sixteen year old girl; an
extremely desirable sixteen year old girl.  Kelli couldn't help blushing
hotly as her uncle's eyes traveled slowly from her feet to her face,
pausing briefly to gaze deeply into her eyes, then back downward, coming to
rest at last at her "privates".  Unconsciously, Kelli clamped her knees
tightly together.

   Kelli's humiliation, and with it her anger, grew with each passing
second that her uncle stared at her crotch.  "Hasn't he ever seen panties
before," she asked herself.

   Joe wasn't all that interested in the brief, pale blue satin panties
that his sexy little niece was wearing.  What he was staring at was the
curve of Kelli's hips, spreading gracefully from her wasp-like waist, the
elegant shape of her slim thighs and the fact that he could see daylight
between them below the enticing bulge in the cotton center panel of the
small covering even though Kelli's knees where touching one another.  She
was magnificent as she stood before him trying her best to appear brave and
collected.  He could plainly see by the rise and fall of her flat tummy
that Kelli's breathing rate was elevated.  He knew she was excited in spite
of herself.

   "You're a very lovely young woman, Kelli," Joe said again and not for
the last time.  Kelli didn't acknowledge his compliment, determined to
maintain a detached and hopefully indifferent bearing.  "Come over here,
please, Kelli."

   "Wha..  Why?" the teen asked timidly.  She hadn't expected this latest
request.

   "Why?" Uncle Joe echoed with raised eyebrows.  "Because I asked you to
for one thing, and because I would like a closer look at you." For this he
got another incredulous look.  "Come here, Kelli," Joe said more firmly.

   Kelli's composure faltered briefly as she looked around the kitchen soon
to be the probable scene of her coupling with her own uncle.  It was an
anxious little girl who took the two steps toward the man in the wooden
chair rather than a poised young woman.

   Joe didn't waist any time.  Once the young girl was within his reach, he
leaned forward, took Kelli by her shapely hips and turned her around. 
"God, she's got a great little ass!" Joe remarked to himself.  Not sure why
he'd turned her so she faced away from him, Kelli looked back at her uncle
over her right shoulder.  She was just in time to watch as he slid his
hands down her hips, slipped his thumbs under the elastic waist band of her
panties, then swiftly drew the small satin garment down past her knees with
practiced ease.  Kelli was stunned.  She turned and looked down at her
panties, spread tightly between her calves.  Kelli missed Joe's comment on
her ass, so engrossed was she in the fact that she'd just been stripped of
her panties so effortlessly.  Kelli was therefore completely unprepared
when Uncle Joe slid his hand between her legs.  The shocked girl raised up
on her tip toes when Joe touched her where only one other had touched her
before.

   From behind her, Kelli's Uncle Joe muttered, "You keep yourself in good
shape, Kelli.  You get a lot of exercise, don't you, baby." He placed his
free hand on Kelli's left hip to steady her while with his other hand he
pressed upward, squeezing and rubbing slowly but purposefully.

   "Nnnnnnnn...  donnnnnnn't," Kelli whined.  She clamped her legs tightly
together in an attempt to prevent further exploration on the part of her
uncle.  She tried to pull away from him.

   "Easy, baby!  Stay calm, Kelli," Uncle Joe said, looking up at her from
around her right hip.  "You've been touched here before," he continued
casually.  Meanwhile he moved his hand between the warmth of Kelli's
tightly clamped thighs.  "Relax, sweetheart.  Relax and spread your legs
just a little, please." Joe hadn't yet gotten a look at his niece's pussy,
but from the feel of her, he judged that Kelli was nicely plump.  As the
teenager gradually relaxed the strong muscles of her thighs, Joe began to
rub his hand back and forth between her legs, allowing his finger tips to
stray upward over resilient flesh covered with soft but seemingly sparse
fur.  "You're very warm and soft, Kelli," he murmured.

   Kelli managed a soft moan in response, but she was far too wrapped up in
the proceedings between her legs to make any kind of cohesive comment. 
Yes, she'd been touched before, but this was different somehow.  "More
exiting, more naughty," Kelli caught herself thinking.

   Just then, Uncle Joe removed his hand from between Kelli's legs and
stood up behind her.  Kelli was too bewildered to even think to resist when
Uncle Joe again reached under her arms then up to cup her small breasts. 
Joe noted with a smile the feel of two hard little nubs beneath his palms.
Kelli's nipples were erect already.  She moaned ever so softly when he
started to kiss her neck and shoulders again.  After several minutes of
kissing and nibbling, Uncle Joe knelt quickly and slipped his niece's
panties down to her feet.

   "Step out of your panties, Kelli," he said.  She obeyed.  Joe smiled
from his kneeling position then kissed her on her right buttock.  Standing,
Uncle Joe then turned his beautiful, naked niece around to face him. 
Without a word, he held Kelli out at arm's length.  Kelli recovered her
senses enough to be utterly astounded by the brazenness of the man when he
leaned over to get a better look at her crotch.

   Joe almost choked when he saw her.  Kelli was magnificent.  As he'd
suspected her covering was sparse.  Also, judging from the resilience of
the flesh he'd encountered during his earlier manual exploration, Joe had
figured Kelli had a plump pussy.  Just how wide and wonderfully full she
was, he could never have imagined.  Most girls of Kelli's stature with slim
waist and "narrowish" hips, were also narrower "down there".  Kelli, on the
other hand, was blessed with a broad, pronounced pubic arch and superbly
thick and heavy outer labia.  If it weren't for the narrow stripe of wispy
blond curls that graced just the inside edge of her lips and the cute
little tuft on her pubic arch, Joe would have sworn he was looking at the
pussy of an oriental girl.  Kelli was going to be a good time.  Joe had no
doubt.

   "You have a pretty pussy, Kelli," her Uncle Joe said as he straightened
up and smiled down at her.  Kelli had never been talked to in such a manner
before and was suitably shocked.  "You and I are going to have us a real
fine day, baby.  One we'll both remember." He chuckled almost
good-naturedly while with his right hand he reached down and touched the
stunned teenager, cupping her firmly in his big, rough hand.  Kelli
squeaked in surprise and instinctively jerked herself away from Joe's
groping hand.  "Hold still, Kelli," Joe ordered.  He put his hand on her
again then began to press and rub.  Kelli looked down at her uncle's hand
between her legs briefly then back up at his face.  Silently she pleaded
with him, but to no avail.  He continued to handle her at will.  "I do love
a nice plump pussy, baby," Joe muttered with a knowing smile.  "And yours
is about as plump as they come.  Did Chris ever tell you what a plump pussy
you have?" Kelli turned beet red.  She wasn't accustomed to someone talking
dirty to her.  It was repulsive, but at the same time somehow intriguing.
"Are you ready for me yet, baby?  Are you ready for your Uncle Joe?"

   "Huh?" Kelli said, looking up at the man.  Then, "Gnnnnnooo!" she
groaned between clenched teeth when without warning her uncle slipped a
finger between her pussy lips.

   "Uh huh.  You like that.  Don't you Kelli?" Joe said with a patronizing
grin.

   "Ohhh..," Kelli moaned when he explored a little deeper.  Her knees
began to tremble.

   "My sweet little niece is getting wet already," Joe proclaimed after
only a brief search.  Kelli looked up at him in dismay.  Her own body was
betraying her.  "You're not real wet yet, sweetheart, but you'll juice up
quick enough, I can tell." Kelli was speechless.  "See what I mean," Uncle
Joe said as he pulled his hand away then held up a finger for Kelli to
inspect.  Kelli quickly looked away in disgust and shame.  Her uncle's
finger glistened with her moisture.  Joe quickly took her by the chin and
brought her gaze back to meet his.  "I'm going to fuck you now, Kelli," he
said confidently.  Kelli opened her mouth to object, but Joe cut her off.
Turning her by her shoulders, her uncle maneuvered her toward the big
kitchen table.  "Bend over and put your hands on the table," Joe ordered
from behind.  He gave her a shove.

   Kelli literally fell toward the table, catching herself at the last
minute.  She heard the sound of a zipper.  When Kelli tried to stand, a
hand between her shoulder blades forced her back down.  Things were
starting to move too quickly.  Kelli felt panicky.  Her heart pounded
crazily in her chest.

   "W..wait..." she managed to squeak.

   "No, sweetheart.  You don't want to wait," her uncle chuckled from
behind her.  Kelli felt something smooth and hot touch her inside her
buttocks.

   "Nooooooo," the teenager whined plaintively when her uncle begin to hunt
for her opening with the head of his penis.  Joe pushed the young girl
forward so that the fronts of her thighs pressed against the edge of the
heavy table.  He held her by her right hip, preventing her from moving
herself to the side.

   Kelli never did get a look at her Uncle Joe's penis that morning.  She
recalled remarking to herself that he felt awfully big when he moved the
broad head of his cock up and down between her thighs pushing her tender
tissues aside in the process.  Seconds later, Kelli's hypothesis was
validated.  A most unladylike grunt issued from deep in Kelli's gut when he
entered her.  Uncle Joe was indeed a sizeable man.

   "Ever been fucked at the breakfast table, baby?" her uncle asked.  "I
think we'll have to start us a little family tradition, you and me," he
chuckled.  Using both hands, Joe pulled his niece back onto himself.

   "Huuu..uhhh..uhhh..uhhh!" the teenager gave a shuddering gasp as the
ample penis of her Uncle Joe traveled relentlessly into the depths of her
young body.

   "Oh, yeah, Kelli!" Joe said hoarsely.  "That puffy pussy of yours is
nice and tight, sweetheart." Joe gave Kelli two short thrusts then shoved
his full ten inches into his sweet niece.  For his efforts he was rewarded
with another grunt of approval from Kelli.

   Kelli dropped to her elbows on the hard table top as her Uncle Joe's
cock filled her seemingly beyond capacity.  Kelli farted from the increased
internal pressure.

   "Get back up on your hands, Kelli," Joe quickly corrected her.  "And
arch your back more.  We're gonna get down to business right now, baby." As
Kelli dutifully struggled to her hands, she felt her uncle press downward
on the small of her back with his hand, causing her to arch.  "Now roll
your shoulders forward," Joe instructed.

   Kelli had never been taken from behind before, so everything was new to
her that fateful morning.  She and Chris had only experimented with the
classical missionary position.  She didn't realize therefore that by
arching for him, she helped her uncle to take her more completely.  So it
was that even though she had vowed earlier not to be at all accommodating,
Kelli unwittingly became an active participant in their love making.

   After a few taps against her cervix with the head of his penis, Joe
began to get up a rhythm.  As he'd suspected, Kelli quickly rose to the
occasion by producing ample lubrication.  Soon the country kitchen
resounded with the sounds of their love making.  Joe took Kelli's narrow
waist in his big hands, his thick fingers practically touching beneath her
heaving tummy.  "Arch your back, Kelli," he coached the inexperience girl.
"That's it.  Fuck me back, darlin'.  Fuck your Uncle Joe, Kelli." Then for
several minutes he remained silent while he delivered long, measured
strokes to the trembling girl before him.  Joe took great pleasure
listening to Kelli's grunts and whimpers.  He also delighted in the sublime
liquid sounds which came from between his niece's thighs.  He looked down
at his shaft, shiny with Kelli's juices as it pistoned rhythmically in and
out of her.  He loved the sight of the youngster's round buttocks
flattening against his thighs when he pressed forward.  He marveled at the
suction her nubile muscles exerted on his heavy shaft when he withdrew. 
She was so wonderfully tight that Joe could feel every inch of her fluffy
and convoluted interior.  Kelli McDaniels was indeed a remarkably good lay.

   Their love making went on for just under an hour before Joe unloaded
into his young niece.  By that time he'd succeeded in driving her face down
onto the kitchen table from the force of his attentions.  Kelli cried out
in dismay when she felt her uncle's hot semen erupt into her depths.  She
was terrified that she'd become pregnant by him, and rightfully so.  Kelli
was at a highly fertile stage of her sexual development, and her uncle had
filled her well.  Only time would tell.

   The two lovers sat naked across from each other at the round oak table.
Joe gazed at his lovely niece who stared darkly down at the table top. 
Kelli still glowed warmly from her recent sexual activity.  "You have the
potential to be a really talented lover, Kelli," Joe said at last.  "But we
need to work on your technique."

   Kelli looked up, astonished.  "Are you joking," she cried in disbelief.
"Can't you hear yourself?" she asked her uncle incredulously.  "Can't you
hear what you're saying?" When Joe didn't answer, Kelli went into a short
tirade.  "You're asking me to help you to rape me!" she hissed.  "Do you
think I enjoyed being touched by you?" she asked acidly.  Kelli fervently
hoped her that hurtful words would cut him deeply, but to Kelli's dismay,
her uncle returned her outburst with a condescending smile.

   Then without a word, Joe rose from his seat and left the room.

   When he returned just a few moments later, he carried with him a small,
black, leather case which he placed carefully onto the kitchen table.

   "What are you gonna do?" Kelli asked, concern readily apparent in her
voice.

   "Like I said, Kelli.  We're gonna work on your technique."

   Kelli was appalled.  "You mean we're gonna..." She couldn't bring
herself to say it.  "Again?  This morning?"

   "Of course, my dear," Joe answered cheerfully.  "How else do you expect
to become more proficient, sweetheart?"

   Kelli's mouth literally fell open.  After a minute she was able to find
her voice.  "But Uncle Joe," she whined pitifully.  "I'm so sore.  You
know, down there?" She blushed.

   "I know, baby, but the only way we're ever gonna get you broken in is to
do it over and over again until you get it right."

   "But Uncle Joe," Kelli pleaded.  "I...."

   "Enough arguing, young lady," Joe snapped, cutting Kelli off again. 
"You had better get used to making love a lot around here, Kelli.  Heck,"
he added with his hateful chuckle.  "There really isn't a whole hell of lot
else to do anyway, and I do so much enjoy helping you practice." Kelli
stared at him icily.  "And," Joe went on.  "Once we get you started on a
little of that cocaine you so thoughtfully brought along with you, I think
you're gonna develop a whole new outlook on life, sweetheart."

   Kelli couldn't believe what she'd just heard her uncle say to her.  But
when he reached across the table for the baggie of white powder that had
been the instrument of her undoing, Kelli's anxiety level re-doubled.  It
was when her Uncle Joe unzipped the ominous case and laid it spread open on
the table that Kelli's heart leapt to her throat.

   Kelli stared in wide-eyed terror at the two glass hypodermic syringes
held in place by thin leather straps.  Under adjoining straps there were
three shining, stainless steel needles.  Also contained in Uncle Joe's case
was a short length of thin surgical tubing and a silver measuring ladle.

   "What's that for?" Kelli asked, her voice shaking in fear.  She was
afraid she already new the answer.

   Joe didn't answer her right away, but rather he busied himself laying
out the contents of his case onto the kitchen table.  While Kelli watched
with growing alarm, Uncle Joe attached needles to the barrels of the two
syringes.  Then, placing them on the table, he got up and left the room
again.  He returned soon with a bottle of rubbing alcohol and some cotton
balls.

   Joe opened the baggie and measured out a sizeable portion of white
powder into the spoon.  Again he got up.  This time he removed a gallon of
distilled water from under the sink and poured some into a glass.  When he
returned to the table he set the glass of water on the table and picked up
one of the hypodermics.  He looked up at his nervous niece and smiled
before he dipping the tip of the needle into the water and drew back on the
plunger.  When the barrel of the syringe was almost full, Joe carefully
emptied its contents into the spoon.  He glanced casually in Kelli's
direction as he refilled the syringe from the glass.  As he carefully
emptied the second syringe of water into the spoon, Joe noticed that the
white powder had already dissolved completely.

   "Good stuff, Kelli," he remarked.  Kelli said nothing.

   Joe picked up the spoon and ever so carefully swirled its contents
around several times, making sure the solution was well mixed.  Kelli
watched, transfixed by the proceedings as her uncle then gingerly placed
the spoon and its contents onto the table top.  He tore off a small bit
cotton ball and dropped it into the bowl of the spoon.  A quantity of the
clear liquid was quickly absorbed.  "We're almost ready, sweetheart," Joe
said looking at the worried girl.  Joe then pressed the tip of one needle
against the tiny cotton ball in the spoon.  Pulling back slowly on the
plunger, Joe drew approximately 2 cc's of the liquid into the first
syringe. Then, after placing it on the table out of harm's way, Joe
repeated the procedure with the second hypodermic.  When both were filled,
he turned to Kelli.

   "OK, sweetheart.  It's time to have some real fun." He slid his chair
closer to Kelli's.

   Kelli wanted none of this.  Pushing her chair back from the table, Kelli
prepared to evacuate the kitchen, but her uncle quickly grabbed her left
wrist in his vice like grip.  "Owww," Kelli whined.  "You're hurting me."

   "I'm sorry, baby, but you can't run away from me.  In a minute you won't
be feeling any pain, anyway, I guarantee." Joe grinned wickedly.

   "Nooo," the pretty teen whined.  "Please, Uncle Joe.  I don't want to
use drugs."

   "But Kelli, baby.  You told me yourself that your boyfriend has already
introduced you to cocaine."

   "But..." Kelli tried to argue.

   "I'll bet you sniffed it too, didn't you?"

   Distracted by the question, Kelli ceased her struggling and nodded.

   "Well, sweetheart, this way's a lot better.  Now I want you to do
exactly what I tell you.  Do you understand?"

   Kelli was in agony.  First incest, now drugs.  "What was happening to
her?  What had she done to deserve this?"

   "Listen to me, Kelli," she heard her uncle say to her.  She'd been
somewhere else, lost in dark thoughts.  "I want you to get up on the table
and lie down on your back."

   "What?" Kelli asked.  She shook her head to clear the cobwebs.

   "I said up on the table with you, young lady!" Joe ordered.

   When the unhappy teenager passively refused to move, Joe added, "Do you
remember our agreement about your boyfriend, Kelli, girl?  All I have to do
is make one phone call," he nodded toward the phone on the wall.  "And
before tonight, your young friend will be behind bars.  It's up to you,
Kelli.  Either you cooperate, or I call the law right now." Joe stared
darkly at the young girl.

   Mentally, Kelli weighed her options.  "I can't let him send Chris to
jail," she told herself.  I'd lose him forever for sure.  But what's gonna
happen if I go along with Uncle Joe?" Just then an unexpected thought
surfaced.  "He's already had me once, and he really didn't hurt me too
much. How much worse can it be?" she reasoned.  "And if it'll keep Chris
safe, I'll do anything," she vowed.

   "Kelli?" her Uncle Joe said, shattering her dismal thoughts.  "Did you
hear what I said?"

   Kelli looked up at her uncle.  Her resignation was plainly etched on her
face.  "Uh huh," she said in a small, barely audible voice.  She stared
down at her hands.

   "Then kindly do what I say and get up on the kitchen table," Joe said
flatly.  "You don't have to worry.  It'll easily hold your weight." Then he
added, "Mine too."

   Moments later, Kelli lay staring up at the ceiling on the big oak table.
It was so well built that it hadn't even creaked when she'd first knelt on
its smooth surface then slowly rolled onto her back.  She hugged herself
and shivered.

   "Give me your right hand, please, Kelli, Joe said politely.  Kelli
looked sideways at her uncle seated in the chair at the side of the table,
then slowly lowered her arm onto the cool surface in front of him.  She was
very frightened.

   Joe stood, took Kelli by the waist and pulled her toward him just a
little.  Then he sat down.  "I'm gonna put a tourniquet around your arm,
now." Kelli pulled her arm away when Joe released her wrist to retrieve the
surgical tubing.  "Put your arm back down, Kelli," Joe said with a tinge of
impatience.

   "But, Uncle Joe..." she whined pitifully.

   "Do it, Kelli, or Chris goes to jail.  Put your arm down here, or I make
a phone call.  I'm not going to argue with you anymore."

   Kelli stared at him in obvious turmoil, then slowly she lowered her
right arm.  Before it was half way to the table top, her uncle grabbed her
wrist and forced her arm quickly downward.

   "Now hold still," he commanded, staring directly into his niece's
frightened eyes.

   The tourniquet went on easily enough.  Joe tied it tight, letting the
ends of the tubing go with a 'snap'.

   "Now make a fist," he instructed.  Kelli obeyed.

   Young girls can be difficult to inject intravenously.  Generally their
veins are small and difficult to find, but fortunately, Joe had
considerable experience along these lines.  What also helped a lot was the
fact that Kelli's skin was extremely fair.  The dark traces of her veins
could be seen quite easily through her soft, translucent skin.

   "There we are," Joe murmured after thumping the soft skin inside of
Kelli's elbow.  "This one should do nicely."

   Kelli glanced down nervously at her arm held firmly in her uncle's big
hand.  She could plainly see the distended bulge of a dark purple vein
protruding outward.

   Joe held her tightly by the elbow while he pressed the bulging vein
gently with the tip of his index finger.  "Yes, sirree," he chuckled,
"This'll be real easy, Kelli, honey." Kelli looked from her arm to his face
then back to her arm.  "Easy, baby," Joe whispered.  This'll only take a
minute."

   While Kelli watched anxiously, her Uncle Joe picked up one of the
syringes and laid it on the table near her right hip.  Then Kelli's eyes
locked onto the second syringe that her uncle now held up for her
inspection.

   "In here is 'liquid love', Kelli," Joe said reverently, as he rolled the
syringe slowly between his fingers.  "This is gonna make you feel like
you've never felt before, sweetheart.  If you thought sniffing this stuff
is fun, then you're gonna love this."

   He smiled down at the beautiful, naked girl on his kitchen table.  She
looked so frightened and vulnerable.  The enticing curve of Kelli's rounded
tummy beckoned to him, promising delights within.

   "First I'm going to inject you, Kelli." When a look of abject terror
clouded his niece's face, Joe said as gently as he could, "Now don't you
worry, young lady.  Uncle Joe's done this before.  It won't hurt a bit. 
All you'll feel is a little prick right at first." A tiny drop of clear
liquid sparkled on the shining tip of the needle as Joe moved it slowly
toward Kelli's arm.  "Then, when I take the tourniquet off," he continued,
"there's gonna be a delay while the coke gets into your blood stream, so
don't be surprised when nothing happens right away," he explained to the
anxious girl.  "When it hits you, though, sweetheart, you'll know.  Oh,
baby, you'll know." He smiled at his sweet niece.  "She's so beautiful," he
thought.

   Joe was quite excited now.  His most secret dreams were about to come
true.  For so long he'd lusted after his brother's lovely daughter, and now
she would be his again and again.  He moved the needle closer.  She tried
to pull away.  "You hold still now, Kelli, or I might accidentally hurt
you," he warned.  She froze.  "That's better, baby.  Now don't worry. 
You'll like it, Kelli.  You'll like it a lot." Joe paused momentarily. 
Kelli remained utterly silent.  Her breathing rate was dramatically
increased in anticipation of what was about to happen to her.  Then Joe
continued with his explanation.  "Once you're done, honey, I'll do myself,
and then you and I are gonna make love like there's no tomorrow.  You
ready, darlin'?

   Kelli was petrified.  Unable to move, she looked on as her Uncle Joe
pressed the sharp needle against the inside of her elbow, causing her fair
skin to deflect momentarily.

   "Here we go," Uncle Joe said as he expertly pushed the shining needle
through Kelli's tender skin and into the waiting vein.  She jerked her arm
reflexively, but Joe was ready.  "Hold still," he said gruffly.  When Kelli
again froze, Joe relaxed his grip on her elbow ever so slightly.  Then when
he was relatively certain she wouldn't move, Joe released Kelli's arm, and
using his free hand, he pulled back on the syringe plunger very slowly.  A
tiny plume of dark red blood spurted into the barrel of the syringe,
quickly turning its contents a light pinkish color.  "Here you go,
sweetheart.  Don't say I never gave you anything." He chuckled.  "There
now," he whispered as he pushed the plunger slowly inward, injecting the
contents of the hypodermic into his niece's arm.

   Kelli couldn't look.  She hated needles.  She even got faint at the
doctor's office whenever they had to draw blood.  So as she looked the
other way, all Kelli felt was a kind of warmth in the crotch of her right
elbow.  Fortunately she didn't see her uncle pull back on the plunger a
second time, filling the barrel with her blood and turning the clear, glass
barrel a dark, sanguine red.  Then with a casual glance down at his lovely
niece Joe "booted" the contents of the syringe back into Kelli's vein.

   Moving quickly now, Joe pulled the needle out of Kelli's arm, then
picked up a cotton ball he'd previously doused with alcohol and swabbed the
tiny droplet of blood that formed over the injection site.  Kelli looked
back in her uncle's direction when she felt him dabbing the cold cotton
against her arm.  The tourniquet was still in place.  Joe saw no signs of
the onset of the drug yet, but it wouldn't be long now.  "You OK?" he
asked. When Kelli looked up at him and nodded pensively, he added, "What
did I tell you.  Nothing to it, right?"

   Joe got up from his seat and moved quickly around the table to Kelli's
feet.  Taking his niece by her ankles, Joe tugged gently.  "Scoot down for
me, baby, he said softly.  Meanwhile, he reached up and removed the rubber
tourniquet from Kelli's arm.

   Kelli had every intention of resisting her uncle's attentions when she
was unexpectedly distracted by a peculiar, tingling warmth that began to
grow inside of her.  "Hurry up, baby," Kelli heard her uncle say.  His
voice sounded strangely tinny and distant.  Kelli felt Joe's powerful hands
under her knees.  Then she was vaguely aware of being pulled to the edge of
the table.  When Kelly next gazed down over her belly, her Uncle Joe was
standing between her legs at the edge of the heavy table.  She felt his
hairy hips, warm against the soft skin of her inner thighs.

   Kelli's vision began to narrow as her uncle used the second syringe on
himself.  Then her world exploded into a riotous hodgepodge of sensory
phenomena.  She felt her heart race.  "Oh, my God!" Kelli gasped aloud. 
Her own voice now sounded far away.  "What..  Wha..?" As her last coherent
thoughts fled, Kelli saw her Uncle Joe smiling down at her from his
position between her legs.  Then a feeling of power and wholeness like
Kelli had never before experienced filled her to the roots of her being.

   That wasn't all that filled Kelli McDaniels.  As the cocaine rush took
the lovely teenager, so did her loving Uncle Joe.  Since Kelli was still
reasonably well lubricated from his previous offerings, Joe was able to
slide effortlessly into his niece, filling her completely.

   The next hour and a half of Kelli's life can only be described as a
medley of sensual delights beyond anything she could ever have imagined.

   "Oh, yeah, Kelli!" her Uncle Joe croaked as his own dosage took affect.
Through the haze of his rush, Joe beheld his lovely niece lying before him.
The expression on her face was one of unbridled wonder.  The cocaine was
indeed as good as he'd hoped as he reached down and grasped Kelli around
her narrow waist.  Her young body was strong and supple in his big hands.
He pulled her onto himself watching his presence register in her
expressions.  Joe felt his testicles constrict from the effects of the
powerful, stimulant drug.  His lovely niece's green eyes grew wide and
round as he pressed himself against her cervix.  Kelli's internal
musculature squeezed reflexively.  Joe knew that a brief period of relative
flaccidity would soon occur, so he held himself deep inside of his
beautiful niece, allowing her to milk him reflexively.

   Shortly after her uncle entered her, something in Kelli McDaniels
"clicked".  Her boyfriend had experienced this same metamorphosis during
the one time he'd convinced Kelli to try cocaine.  Albeit to a lesser
degree, that night, the pretty teenager had seemed tireless.  Her appetite
for male attention tended to increase rather than wain, as the hours passed
and their love making continued.  To sum it all up, Chris Shiller had
received the fucking of his life at the hands of his otherwise demure,
young girlfriend.

   And now, held firmly in the grasp of the powerful cocaine that her
loving uncle had introduced directly into her circulatory system, Kelli
lost all inhibition and control.  She became a creature of instinct and
passion.  Her body sensed the male presence inside and reacted accordingly.
Uncle Joe held still and let young Kelli do all the fucking.  Kelli's hips
began an instinctive humping motion, and Joe had his hands full trying to
keep up with her.

   "That's it, Kelli.  Fuck me, baby.  Fuck me, Kelli!" her Uncle Joe
huffed as he allowed his pretty niece to have her way with his cock. 
Reaching down, he grabbed Kelli's muscular thighs and drew them up on
either side of his hips.  This served to better Joe's "angle of attack",
allowing him more complete involvement with his niece.

   After a few minutes, Joe felt his penis begin to stiffen once again,
growing bigger and harder by the second.  Kelli obviously felt it too,
because she began to groan with each thrust of her hips against him.  Joe
was in heaven.  He slowly pulled his hips back, extracting himself from the
tight confines of his niece's birth canal.  Gazing down at Kelli's sweet
pussy, he marveled at the way her inner lips adhered to his shaft, pulling
outward, and causing a noticeable suction.  Then after a short pause during
which he delivered two or three shallow thrusts to the young girl, Uncle
Joe reentered his lovely young niece fully with one uniform thrust of his
hips.  Joe would forever remember and relish the sight of Kelli's muscular
tummy bulging outward in response to his presence.

   "Huhhhhh..ohhhhhhh!" the beautiful teenager gasped.  Her eyes grew wide
and staring, as Kelli gazed sightlessly up at her Uncle Joe.  The fact that
she was being fucked by her father's brother for the second time that
morning no longer mattered to the enraptured youngster.  Although Kelli saw
his face, smiling down at her there on the big kitchen table, it simply
didn't register.  Kelli's entire being was focused on the throbbing
fullness in her belly.  Kelli sensed the head of her uncle's penis pressing
against her cervix and little else as her uncle engaged her utterly.

   "Lock your ankles behind my back, Kelli," Joe instructed.  "I'm going to
fuck you now, sweetheart."

   "Huh?  Ohhhh!" Kelli was able to moan, staring up at him in wonder. 
Then slowly she did as he asked.  As her Uncle Joe pulled her toward him by
her knees, Kelli wrapped her strong thighs around his waist and locked her
ankles behind the small of his back.

   Seconds later, Kelli's Uncle Joe got his niece's complete attention.  He
began his thrusts at a moderate pace, watching Kelli's face to gauge his
progress.  Joe delivered three or four long, measured strokes to Kelli, and
swore he could feel every velvety fold of her convoluted interior as the
head of his penis cast aside her tender internal tissues.  Kelli closed her
eyes and rolled her head to one side.  Then as if perceiving from his
developing cadence that the real love making was starting, she opened her
eyes and gave him an apprehensive look.  Her green eyes were round and
filled with astonishment.  Her pupils dilated from the coke which roared
through her being, causing every nerve ending in her body to sizzle with
increased sensitivity.

   "That's my girl," Joe murmured.  He thrust his hips forward quickly.

   "Huhhh!" Kelli gasped, rocking her head back against the table top.

   Uncle Joe gave his sweet niece three rapid thrusts, before returning to
his original pattern of long, slow forays into her depths.  When he sensed
her settling down to his rhythm again, Joe again supplied Kelli with one
hard thrust followed by several rapid jabs.  In this manner, he maintained
control over their engagement, by keeping his young niece off balance.  He
increased his pace slightly.  Kelli moaned and shut her eyes briefly in
response.

   "You like that don't you, Kelli?" Joe said to his niece.  "You like
Uncle Joe's big cock inside you don't you, baby.  Don't you?" The fronts of
his thighs began to slap against Kelli's bottom.  Kelli rolled her head
from side to side.  Joe jabbed her suddenly, causing her green eyes to snap
open wide and staring.

   "Slap..slap..slap..slap..slap.." The country kitchen resounded with the
fleshy sounds of thigh on buttock.

   "Pay attention, Kelli," Joe ordered.  "Squeeze me, baby.  Fuck me back,
Kelli."

   Kelli's expression registered puzzlement and incredulity, but she was
unable to respond verbally.  The young teen was simply too far gone to
argue or resist.  Her entire world lay between her quivering thighs with
her uncle's thrusting penis at its epicenter.  Kelli knew only alternating
periods of fullness, then emptiness, then fullness.

   Slowly and almost imperceptibly, a tide was rising inside of Kelli
McDaniels.  Although she'd made love on several occasions in the past,
orgasm had been rare for Kelli.  Whether or not Chris' lack of experience
was to blame was hard to say, but the fact remained that the sensations
that were ever so slowly building up inside of the enraptured teenager were
of a relatively unfamiliar nature.  The powerful cocaine she'd been given
mixed with her ever increasing ardor, held Kelli in a kind of dream world,
suspended between the reality of being taken by her own uncle and the
inexplicable new sensations that filled her mind and body.

   Judging from the distinct rosy glow that spread up his lovely niece's
shoulders and neck, and the beginnings of sporadic vaginal contractions,
Uncle Joe surmised the young girl was approaching climax.  He leaned
forward, placing his hands on the table top on either side of Kelli's waist
and gradually stepped up his tempo.  The expression on the young girl's
face slowly evolved into one of puzzled wonderment.  Kelli's first orgasm
seized her just seconds later.

   Kelli's Uncle Joe made love to her for over an hour for the second time
that morning, assisting her to achieve multiple carnal apogees.  The
cocaine helped the young girl to maintain her stamina throughout the period
of intense erogenous activity as well as increasing her innate sexual
appetite.  Uncle Joe inseminated Kelli a second time that morning.  All in
all it was a highly successful and satisfying first coupling, in Joe's
opinion.  Kelli, on the other hand, would be quite sore for many hours
afterward.

   For the remainder of the day, the young teenager remained by herself
while she attempted to sort out the many quandaries that filled her mind
and soul.  For all intents and purposes, her Uncle Joe had raped her, but
without a doubt, there had been moments, the details of which were quite
hazy, when Kelli had given in to her baser instincts and become an active
participant in their love making.  Kelli also pondered her reaction to her
continued use of cocaine.  Though she'd sworn to herself as well as to
Chris that she would never again partake of the highly stimulating drug,
Kelli had to admit she'd had a pretty good time on the occasions she'd used
it.  Sitting alone on her Uncle Joe's big front porch, Kelli McDaniels felt
confused and very uneasy.  Confused about her own behavior that morning and
quite apprehensive about her immediate future in the home of her amorous
uncle.  "What else can he do?" Kelli wondered aloud.

   Uncle Joe seemed to have disappeared.  Lunchtime came, and Kelli found
herself having to rummage through the refrigerator for a bight to eat.  Joe
was nowhere to be found.  After lunch Kelli wandered alone through the
quiet old country house, peeking into this room and that.  Her cursory
search didn't turn up anything of interest, however.  It was a big house.
Two floors with six rooms on each.  With the exception of her own bedroom
and what appeared to be her uncle's room, the other bedrooms and parlors
seemed to have been sitting unused for a good while.  Joe obviously didn't
entertain many house guests.

   "That's funny," Kelli thought when the door at the end of the upstairs
hallway refused to open.  Nothing else in the house was locked with the
exception of this one door.  Kelli wondered what might be behind it, but
let it go for the time being.  It was almost four o'clock and her uncle
still hadn't returned, so Kelli padded back down the hall to her own small
bedroom and flopped onto the bed.

   Her tummy hurt, she had a headache and felt slightly nauseous.  The
effects of the cocaine was finally beginning to wear off.  Kelli remembered
from her first and only other experience with the drug that coming off the
powerful stimulant could be mildly unpleasant.  After a few minutes, Kelli
rolled off the high bed and walked to the bathroom hoping to find some
aspirin for her headache.  She didn't notice at first, but Kelli finally
realized that all of her toiletry items that she'd set out on the bathroom
counter that morning were missing.

   "That's funny," she remarked to herself.  "I wonder if..." Kelli walked
quickly to the dresser where she'd placed her clothing at her uncle's
instruction.  She opened the top drawer.  "What the..?" Kelli said aloud as
she stood staring down at the empty drawer.  Kelli looked quickly around
the room.  The next thing she noticed was that her big suitcase was no
longer on the bed stand where she'd left it.  For several minutes Kelli
stood staring blankly at the bed.  She was at a total loss as to what had
happened to her belongings.

   Kelli walked down the upstairs hallway in the direction of what she
assumed had to be her Uncle Joe's bedroom.  "Uncle Joe?" Kelli called
softly from the door.  The old house sat in utter silence.  "Uncle Joe?"
Kelli said again as she peeked around the door frame.  The room stood empty
as it had when she'd glanced inside a few minutes earlier.  Slowly Kelli
stepped through the door.  Then as if she'd been slapped, Kelli gasped. 
"Oh, no!" She stood in mild shock, staring at her suitcase sitting on the
end of her uncle's bed.  Kelli reached out for the door jam when she
suddenly felt light headed.  "Oh my God," Kelli whispered aloud.

   "What's wrong, sweetheart?" Kelli's uncle Joe asked from directly behind
her.

   Kelli practically jumped out of her skin.  "Oh!" she squeaked.

   "Don't be so jumpy, baby," Kelli's uncle said stepping up behind her and
placing his big hands on her narrow shoulders.  She stiffened.

   "Easy, Kelli, baby.  Easy, girl," Uncle Joe whispered before he bent and
kissed Kelli on the side of her neck.  Kelli tried to shrug him off, but
Joe held her tightly in his grasp.

   "Now don't be like that, sweetheart," Joe murmured from just behind
Kelli's right ear.  "It'll be better this way.  You'll see," he said. 
Then, as if to justify his actions, Joe explained, "I figured since we've
gotten so much better acquainted, you and me, that you'd be more
comfortable in here with your Uncle Joe." Without giving Kelli a chance to
object, Joe abruptly spun the teenager around and stared into her startled
eyes.  "You can have the top two drawers in the dresser, Kelli.  I've
already moved my gear out for you."

   "But..." Kelli peeped.

   "Now, no arguing!" Joe ordered.  "Put your stuff away first, and then I
want you to get undressed for me again, Kelli." He paused and smiled down
at his flabbergasted niece.  Then he continued in a casual tone of voice.
"The weather's warm, so while you're here I expect for you to remain naked.
You have a lovely figure, and I enjoy looking at you."

   Kelli was speechless.

   "Now hurry up," Joe said cheerfully as if his demands were nothing out
of the ordinary.  "It's time to eat, then after dinner, I've got a surprise
for you.  A little toy I built just for my special girl." He turned
suddenly then and strode out of the bedroom, leaving Kelli alone and
troubled.

   Kelli had to admit, her Uncle Joe was certainly a good cook.  The meal
he prepared for the two of them was both ample and excellent.  "A growing
young lady needs to keep her strength up," Joe commented with a wry smile.
At first Kelli'd been rather uncomfortable sitting across from her uncle at
the big kitchen table, she completely naked while he remained fully
clothed. The dinner conversation was kept innocent enough, however.  Uncle
Joe made it a point not to mention the morning's activities.  Nor did he
mention anything further about his plans for Kelli or about the surprise he
had alluded to earlier.  Kelli kept silent except to answer her uncle's
questions about her studies and plans after graduating.  Then, without
warning his line of questioning became more, shall we say, personal.

   "So tell me about you boyfriend, Chris, you said, right?  How old is he,
Kelli?"

   Kelli's fork stopped halfway to her mouth as she eyed her uncle
suspiciously.  Then placing her fork on her plate, Kelli picked up her
napkin and wiped her lips.  After another moment she replied a bit warily,
"He..  he's almost nineteen." Then she added, "Why do you want to know?"

   Joe shrugged then said with a grin, "Oh I was just curious about his,
ah, experience." He paused, smiling at Kelli.  "You know what I mean, don't
you, Kelli?"

   Kelli gulped then blushed deeply.

   "I thought you might," Joe said with a grin and a chuckle.  "Is Chris
still in school or does he work?" Joe then asked conversationally.

   Kelli gave an exasperated sigh.  She really didn't want to engage in
small talk with her uncle.  All she wanted to do at the moment was finish
her meal and get out of there.  What would happen next Kelli had no idea,
but she felt distinctly selfconscious and awkward sitting in the nude at
the dinner table.  At last she said, "He quit school and has a job at the
Circle K."

   "I see," Uncle Joe responded.  Then following an uncomfortable period of
silence he went on with his questioning.  "I know Chris uses drugs, does he
also sell them?"

   Kelli looked up from her plate.  Her expression immediately hardened. 
Joe quickly held up a hand in mock surrender.  "Never mind," he said.  "It
doesn't matter.  Just curious, that's all." He fell silent and began to eat
his dinner.  Kelli returned to her meal as well, hoping that finally the
conversation was over.  Then out of the blue Uncle Joe asked, "Tell me,
Kelli.  Does Chris have a big cock?"

   Kelli, in the process of taking a sip of iced tea, came very close to
choking.  She just did managed to grab her napkin in time to prevent
herself from spraying the entire table with the beverage.

   Ignoring his niece's obvious discomfort, Joe went on, "You know, is it
thick and long?  Does it make you grunt like mine does when it goes in,
Kelli?  Or is it one of those skinny, little boy pricks that you can barely
feel up in there?"

   Kelli was speechless.  She choked and spluttered, but was unable to form
a word even vaguely recognizable as English.

   Joe continued unabated.  "It's OK, sweetheart," he said holding up a
hand.  "I'm sure you think that's none of my business.  Tell me this then,
and I promise not to ask about Chris ever again." He paused.  Kelli,
struggling to regain her composure, eyed him suspiciously.  "Have you ever
taken it in the ass, Kelli?" Has anyone ever shoved his cock up that sweet
hershey highway?"

   The resulting expression on his niece's face was priceless.  It
consisted of a marvelous mixture of shock, indignation and outrage that
caused Uncle Joe to practically wet his pants.  It was all he could do to
keep from bursting out in laughter, but somehow he managed to control
himself.  Struggling to keep his voice steady, Uncle Joe went on, leaving
Kelli to stare at him in open mouthed incredulity.  "Judging from your
expression, I'd have to say the answer is 'No'.  That right, sweetheart?"
Joe chuckled.

   Kelli's face was beet red.  She actually shook she was so angry.  The
rage that Kelli had kept bottled up inside, over the ordeal she'd been put
through during the past day or two at the hands of her uncle finally
erupted in all of its fury.  "You...  you," she paused, breathing hard. 
"You bastard!" she screamed.

   Joe said nothing.  He sat back in his chair and folded his arms across
his chest.  With a neutral expression on his face, he listened while his
lovely, very naked sixteen year old niece ranted on.  Kelli really was
strikingly beautiful.  Her soft hair flew around her face and her perfect
breasts jiggled invitingly from her animated outburst.

   "You filthy bastard!" Kelli shrieked.  "You drugged me and raped me, and
to think my parents trusted you.  I can't believe you're actually my
father's brother!"

   Joe remained silent.  He wore what Kelli thought was an expression of
contrition on his face.  Seeing this, she mistakenly assumed she'd finally
gotten the upper hand.  She paused momentarily, staring icily at her uncle.
Joe looked down at the table top sheepishly.  Summoning up her courage,
Kelli said, "I'm leaving tomorrow, Uncle Joe." She held her breath, waiting
for his response.  When nothing was forthcoming, Kelli continued.  "I want
you to take me to the bus station first thing in the morning."

   Silence...

   "Please, Uncle Joe," Kelli said much too pleadingly for her liking. 
"Please just let me go.  Let me go home, Uncle Joe.  I promise I won't say
anything about today.  I promise I won't tell anyone ever.  It'll be our
secret, OK?" She waited, her heart pounding madly in her chest.  Kelli
gazed longingly in her uncle's direction, hoping he might at last
capitulate and give up this madness.

   Slowly Joe looked up then smiled almost tenderly at his pretty niece. 
Cautiously, Kelli returned his smile.  Joe placed both hands onto the
table, scooted his chair back then slowly got to his feet.  Kelli waited
for him to say something, but instead he turned and walked towards the
door. Kelli followed him with her eyes, wondering what would happen next.
Without looking in Kelli's direction again, Joe plucked the receiver off of
the cradle on the wall phone and punched out a number.  Kelli's
apprehension level began to rise once again as she stared at her uncle's
back and broad shoulders.

   "Detective Atkinson, please," Kelli's Uncle Joe spoke into the phone. 
Kelli's breath caught in her throat.  "Dave, Joe McDaniels here.  How ya
been?" Kelli watched her uncle's back in growing horror as he nodded his
head in response to something said on the phone.  "Me?  Oh, I'm doin' just
great.  Yeah, it's been a long time.  Listen, Dave, the reason I called is
to give you a lead on a possible drug dealer in your area.  You
interested?" Joe turned in Kelli's direction while he nodded and said, "Uh
huh..  Uh huh.  That's right.  Yeah, it's a pretty solid lead, Dave." Joe
grinned at his niece.

   Kelli's demeanor underwent an abrupt and dramatic change.  At that
country kitchen table just seconds earlier had sat a self-confident
teenager in control of her own destiny.  Now the expression on Kelli's face
was one of shock, and horror and despair.  Not for the last time that day,
Kelli McDaniels was speechless.  She was utterly terrified as her uncle
continued.

   "Yeah, Dave.  The dirt ball works in one of your local Circle K's, or so
I'm told."

   Joe was just barely able to get a hand over the receiver before Kelli
screamed, "No.  Uncle Joe.  Stop!  Wait, please!" Kelli tried to rise from
her seat, tripped on one leg of her chair and fell heavily to the tile
floor with the chair on top of her.  Scrambling on her hands and knees, she
crawled toward her uncle.

   "Hang...  hang on, a sec, Dave." Joe said quickly into the receiver then
covered it with his hand again.  Glancing casually down at his niece, he
said, "I beg your pardon, Kelli.  What did you say?"

   Kelli was crushed.  She stared up at her uncle, knowing he held Chris
Shiller's future in his hands.  She opened her mouth to respond when
suddenly Joe was nodding his head again.

   "I understand, Dave.  Just a minute." Covering the receiver he whispered
forcefully to Kelli, "Make up your mind, baby.  My friend's getting
impatient.  Do what I tell you, or your boyfriend is through.  Got it?  You
have two seconds."

   Kelli sat frozen in shock.

   "What's it gonna be, Kelli?" her Uncle Joe asked.  He uncovered the
receiver and brought it up to his mouth.

   "Wait!" Kelli cried, breaking into tears.  Joe clamped his hand over the
phone again.  He stared down at his niece.  "OK," Kelli sobbed.

   "OK, what?" her uncle retorted.

   "OK, I'll do what you want," Kelli croaked.  "Just don't hurt Chris,
please." she begged.

   Joe waited for a long moment before speaking quickly into the phone. 
"Something's come up, Dave.  I'll have to call you back." He nodded
impatiently.  "Yeah..  Yeah..  I know.  I'll get back to you, Dave.  Not to
worry.  OK?" More nods...  "OK, good.  I'll be talkin' to you, Dave, and
thanks.  Yeah, bye." Joe carefully replaced the receiver into its cradle.
He looked down at Kelli, a neutral expression on his face.  Without further
comment, Joe said simply, "Stand up, young lady."

   Kelli felt her spirits crash.  She had no choice but to cooperate.  She
was beaten.  Slowly Kelli got to her knees.  She felt nauseous and weak as
she struggled to her feet.  She actually had to grab hold of one of her
uncle's knees to steady herself.  At last she stood naked before her
father's brother, defeated and alone.  Instinctively Kelli brought an arm
up to cover her breasts while she stood staring at her feet.  Her free hand
crept over her sex.

   "Hands at your sides," Uncle Joe snapped.  Slowly the arm lowered and
the hand fell aside.  "Turn sideways," Joe commanded.

   Kelli gazed up at him beseechingly.

   "Do it," Joe said in a low growl.

   Slowly Kelli turned.  Without warning Uncle Joe reached out and cupped
her right breast in his calloused left hand.  Kelli jumped reflexively. 
"Hold still!" She froze.  Kelli felt her knees begin to grow weak as her
Uncle Joe started to toy with her soft flesh, kneading and squeezing.  He
placed his right hand on the small of her back.  He said nothing.  Kelli's
body stiffened noticeably when Joe's hand left her breast and began to roam
downward over her rib cage and over her tummy.  "Relax, baby," Joe murmured
more softly.  He extended his fingers into the soft warm curls of his
niece's small pubic tuft.  Kelli's breath caught in her throat.  Her
uncle's finger tip toyed at the top of her slit.  Kelli didn't notice Joe's
right hand drop slowly downward from the small of her back.

   "Ohhh..." Kelli moaned helplessly when her uncle wormed his finger
between her full labia.  Joe splayed the fingers of his right hand
practically covering her shapely little bottom.

   "My little girl's gone and gotten all dry on me," Joe murmured lewdly.
"We can't have that, can we, sweetheart?" He slid his finger further into
Kelli's most sensitive area, chafing her badly.  Kelli twisted her hips in
response to her discomfort.  "Can we, Kelli?" Joe repeated.  Kelli didn't
realize he wanted a reply.  Joe's finger continued to explore.  "I asked
you a question, Kelli," Joe said.  "I expect an answer." He dug his finger
in deeper.

   "Owww..." Kelli whined.  "You're hurting me."

   "We need to get you wet then, don't we, Kelli?" Joe asked patiently.  He
kept his finger in place.  Kelli squirmed in his hands but remained silent.
"Don't we, Kelli?" Joe prompted.

   "Owww..." Kelli whined louder this time in response to her uncle's
continued probing.  Then at last she said, "OK, yeah..  OK!"

   Joe rubbed for a minute longer then said, "That's right, baby." He
removed his finger from Kelli's folds then brought his hand up in front of
her face.  Holding his finger one inch from Kelli's lips Joe said flatly,
"Suck it."

   Kelli could actually smell herself on her uncle's finger it was so close
to her nose.  "Noooo..." she moaned when Joe touched her lips with the
pungent digit.  She jerked her head to the side.

   Joe quickly took her by the chin and turned her face to his.  Then
looking squarely into her frightened eyes, Joe said, "Open your mouth,
Kelli.  I want you to taste your pussy on my finger." Kelli's eyes searched
his looking for any sign of leniency, but there was none there.  "Open your
mouth now, or I call my friend back," Joe threatened.

   Ever so slowly Kelli's pink lips parted revealing sparkling white teeth.
Her hand leapt to her uncle's wrist when he immediately pressed his finger
tip between her lips and against her smooth teeth.  Joe said nothing.  He
easily overpowered Kelli's attempt at resistance.  He gazed into his
niece's staring eyes as he rubbed his finger back and forth over her
perfect teeth.  Kelli gagged, her own tangy scent even stronger now.

   "Open up, Kelli," Joe ordered more softly.  He knew he was almost home.
Slowly the "dentist's dream" pearly white teeth parted and Joe slipped his
finger into the warm, wet confines of his lovely sixteen year old niece's
mouth.  Joe quickly found Kelli's tongue with his finger tip.  "That's
better, Kelli.  Now close your lips and suck on my finger.  Can you taste
your pussy, baby?"

   Kelli thought she was going to die.  She gagged weakly when she realized
that the salty, tangy taste on her uncle's finger was indeed her own
essence, her own distinctive flavor.  Trying unsuccessfully to avoid
touching his probing digit with her tongue, Kelli at last closed her sweet
lips around her uncle's finger.  Gazing pensively into the eyes of her
tormentor, Kelli sucked gently.

   Joe allowed his young niece to suckle his finger for several moments
before without comment he pulled it from between her lips.  Before Kelli
could react, he dropped his hand to her pussy then slipped his moistened
finger between her labia.  Surprised, Kelli looked down at her uncle's hand
then back up into his eyes.  Joe smiled at her innocent expression of
apprehension.  She unconsciously pressed her bottom back against Joe's
restraining right hand as her uncle explored a bit deeper between her
thighs.

   "That's better, isn't it, sweetheart," Joe murmured softly.  He leaned
forward and kissed Kelli on her shoulder.  Kelli shivered reflexively then
moaned softly.  "That's my girl," Joe whispered.  "Let's try a little more
saliva then you should start to juice up on your own." Her uncle's lewdly
descriptive statement sickened Kelli, but then she again smelt her own
aroma on her uncle's finger as he offered it to her once more.

   The next time Joe slid his wet finger between the intimate flesh of his
young niece, Joe whispered, "Spread your feet apart some, Kelli." Kelli
moved her right foot to the side.  Immediately her uncle Joe entered her
with first one then two fingers.  Restraining the young girl with his right
hand behind her butt, Joe proceeded to vigorously finger fuck Kelli,
causing her to rise up on her tip toes.  Joe leaned down, pressed his cheek
against Kelli's tummy and listened to the sweet, wet sounds of his manual
explorations coming from between his niece's quivering thighs.  He felt her
abdominal muscles alternately flex and relax in response to his probing,
and his head was filled with her pungent scent.

   Kelli, was caught off guard by her Uncle Joe.  When his fingers first
entered her she gasped.  Then as Joe delved quickly deeper, Kelli groaned,
her muscular belly bulging outward.  Kelli stood mortified as her uncle
went to work.  She also could hear the snapping, sticky sounds resulting
from her natural self-lubrication.  Unbeknownst to Kelli, this was the
result of her own body's steady journey toward her inevitable betrayal.

   There are those who strongly believe that this process of
self-lubrication is instinctive.  That a female moves inexorably toward
eventual climax no matter the circumstances of her arousal.  Experts
maintain that it is only a matter of time and perseverance.  From this
theory stems the belief that most "victims" of nonconsensual sex will
eventually become willing participants given enough time.  Unfortunately,
most instances of non-consensual sex are of short duration and don't allow
the female the time necessary for her to make the transition from "victim"
to partner.

   Joe McDaniels, on the other hand, had time on his side.  Already he'd
had vaginal intercourse with Kelli twice that day, and he fully intended to
have her again.  The powerful cocaine that his niece had so thoughtfully
brought with her had helped a lot, but it was Kelli's own strikingly well
developed libido that had allowed the young girl to make that "Partnership
Transition" surprisingly early on during their second coupling.  Joe knew
that he and Kelli had almost a month to develop a far more meaningful
relationship than most uncles form with their nieces, and he intended to
use that time wisely.

   Joe smiled to himself when he felt Kelli's hips begin to move slowly in
time with his manual attentions.  He felt her tremble when he turned his
head and kissed her on the tummy.  Joe slipped his tongue into Kelli's
navel and pushed gently.  He moved his fingers steadily in and out...  in
and out.  Joe felt Kelli's internal musculature begin to cooperate by
squeezing his exploring fingers.  Her juices flowed in abundance now, and
Joe spread the silken lubricant over Kelli's supple lips with his fingers.
Sensing his niece's escalating ardor, Joe, from time to time would withdraw
his nectar laden fingers from Kelli's vagina and extend them farther back
between her thighs.  Then, while he distracted Kelli by swirling his thumb
over her clitoral area, he surreptitiously used his finger tips to spread
her juices around and over her other portal.  At the same time, Joe began
to kneed the supple flesh of Kelli's shapely buttocks with his right hand,
allowing his finger tips to stray between them innocently from time to
time.

   Kelli's breathing gradually became more labored and gasping.  Kelli had
made the transition and was now fully engaged in their love making.  She
groaned loudly when her loving uncle pushed his tongue into her belly
button.  Then she shuddered as he started to kiss his way downward until
his lips and nose nuzzled into her curly soft bush.

   Ohhh...  gddddd..." Kelli groaned when Uncle Joe nibbled at the top of
her pubic slit at the same time as he moved his fingers slowly in and
out...in and out.

   "She's ready," Joe thought to himself.  Joe extended the tip of his
tongue into the very top of Kelli's carnal crease, pressing his nose deeply
into her damp curls.  Using his two middle fingers, Joe then entered his
niece vaginally as deeply as possible.  He felt Kelli's strong muscles bear
down on his invading digits as he pushed inside.  Stealthily, he first
squeezed Kelli's right buttock, then let his hand slid downward until his
palm lay against the back of her thigh.  Kelli didn't seem to notice her
uncle's fingertips begin to dance softly over her back entrance until it
was too late.

   "Huuh..  Uhhh..  Uhhh..  Uhhh," the young teen gasped when her Uncle Joe
pushed his long middle finger effortlessly past her guarding sphincter.  It
was as if the fire of her resulting orgasm followed the progress of her
uncle's finger up into her rectal depths.  Flashes like skyrockets burst
through Kelli's womb, spreading up her spine and outward to her ovaries. 
Then her legs turned to liquid.

   Joe felt Kelli ramp quickly to climax when he pushed his finger deeply
into her rectal passage.  He knew with certainty that no one had done her
there before.  It was such a thrill and a pleasure to explore virgin
territory, and he knew that Kelli would never forget this experience.  She
was his unequivocally.  Then suddenly her knees had given way and Joe found
his young niece straddling his hands, virtually suspended between his two
impaling digits.  Joe pushed his fingers deeper into Kelli then pulled his
hands apart, stretching the young girl, opening her like never before. 
Then slowly he lowered her to the kitchen floor.

   Kelli didn't resist when her Uncle Joe rolled her onto her tummy.  She
was too wrapped up in the intensity of her orgasm to care what anyone did
to her now.  Kelli's loving Uncle Joe spread her legs.  Then, using the
classic "bowling ball" grip, Joe continued to attend to his young niece
there on his kitchen floor.  With his middle finger in her vagina and his
thumb up her ass Joe shook his hand from side to side quickly, causing
Kelli's openings to snap and bubble.  After two or three minutes Kelli came
again, her sweet ass pushing upward against her uncle's hand.

   "Yes, baby." Joe muttered.  "Cum for me, Kelli.  Cum for me.  I knew
you'd love it in the ass." Joe pushed his thumb so far into Kelli that his
last knuckle actually disappeared into clutching flesh.  Kelli shuddered
all over.  Joe wanted nothing more than to mount the young girl right then
and there, and to push his raging erection deeply into her virgin portal,
seeking out new depths and new pleasures.  "To boldly go where no man had
gone before." But he controlled his urges.  Uncle Joe had plans for his
sweet niece.  He wanted her to fully understand what it is to be taken
completely.  Joe McDaniels meant to possess his brother's young daughter,
utterly.  And have her he would.  Kelli McDaniels would have other lovers
in her life, but she would have only one master.  Joe McDaniels had every
intention of filling that job description.

   Kelli padded along naked behind her uncle as he led her down the
upstairs hallway toward the locked door at the end.  She was much too muzzy
still from her recent experiences in the kitchen to wonder about her
immediate future.  She stood passively by while Joe unlocked the door and
pushed it open.  The room was dimly lit, and Kelli had a difficult time
making out any details while her eyes adjusted to the dim light.  Joe
closed the door behind them then turned to his niece.

   "This is my workshop, Kelli," Joe said.  Look around.  You and I are
gonna spend a good deal of time in here.

   Kelli blinked as she peered into the dimness of the big room.  As she
cast her gaze about, strange shapes loomed into view.  There were pieces of
furniture that looked vaguely familiar, but with some odd differences. 
What appeared to be a table, upon closer inspection turned out to be shaped
like an "X" mounted on a central pedestal.  On one wall there was a white
tiled alcove with what looked like a clear glass toilet standing at its
center.  Near the toilet stood a contrivance that bristled with many hoses
and appendages.  Kelli saw more than one video camera mounted on tripod
stands placed here and there.  The shadows held other unidentifiable
apparatus of all shapes and sizes.  Overall, the room was very spooky. 
Kelli shivered involuntarily.

   While Kelli pondered over the strange room and its contents, her Uncle
Joe retrieved something which she'd not yet noticed.  Joe chuckled when he
saw the expression on his sweet niece's face, and watched her eyes go wide
both with recognition and misgiving.  He sat the straight back wooden chair
in front of the young teenager.  "I built this just for you, young lady,"
Kelli's Uncle Joe said magnanimously.

   Kelli's mouth fell open as she stared with growing horror at the
menacing contrivance before her.

   "I call it my love seat," Uncle Joe chuckled.  "I think you're really
gonna have fun with it, Kelli."

   "But..." Kelli began.

   Joe interrupted her saying, "Now I know it'll take some getting used to.
They look a little big, I realize," he continued, nodding at the chair
seat. "But I know you can handle 'em.  It'll take a little time, but you'll
stretch out, baby.  All girls do."

   Kelli looked from her uncle's grinning face to the two artificial
penises which stood up from the seat of the chair then back to her uncle.
She opened her mouth to speak, but couldn't find the words to express her
feelings of abhorrence and revulsion.

   Joe went on before she could speak.  "Alrighty then, let's see how it
fits.  We might have to make a few adjustments the first time." Totally
unabashedly, Joe reached between Kelli's legs, cupped her, then slipped a
finger between her vulva, checking for moisture.  "I think you're wet
enough, but you might need a little help in the back end.  Wait here," he
commanded.

   "But, Uncle Joe," Kelli whined to his retreating back.  Joe didn't
bother to reply, but went into the tiled alcove and returned with a tube of
K/Y Jelly.

   "Now I don't want to hear and complaining, young lady," Joe said as he
squeezed a liberal amount of the lubricant into his hand then went about
rubbing it up and down the twin shafts.  "It took me two days to build this
for you, and I expect you to cooperate.  Turn around and bend over," he
ordered.

   Kelli was too shocked to argue or resist.  Joe reached out, took her by
her shoulder and spun her around.

   "Bend over, Kelli," Joe repeated.  He squeezed some more K/Y Jelly into
his palm.  "Put your hands on your knees.  Kelli gave him a pleading look
over her shoulder, but when no sign of charity appeared on her uncle's
face, she did as she was told.

   "Ohhh...  Yuck, Uncle Joe!" Kelli complained when Joe slathered the
artificial lubricant liberally over her pussy lips and between her
buttocks. He then entered her both vaginally and anally with his fingers in
order to lubricate her internally before allowing her to stand up.

   "OK, young lady.  Let's get you seated.  Shall we?"

   "Please, Uncle Joe," Kelli pleaded looking down at the hateful
apparatus. "They're too big, and there are two of them."

   "I know, baby.  That's why you have two openings.  Now no more stalling.
Come over here and I'll help you out this one time." Joe grabbed his niece
by her wrist and pulled her closer to the wicked device.

   Joe had indeed only completed its construction the day before yesterday
in anticipation of Kelli's visit.  Fastened to the seat of the otherwise
unremarkable wooden chair were two anatomically correct hard rubber
penises. Both were curved somewhat.  The front or vaginal shaft was about
ten inches in length and perhaps two inches in girth.  The rear or rectal
shaft was only slightly smaller, and both were heavily veined for a more
realistic experience.  The two phalluses were positioned so that their tips
were almost touching.  Although this was not the usual position that two
real penises would attain during your typical "love sandwich", Joe felt
that the added pressure of the two tips pressing against each other through
the thin separating tissues of the female genital anatomy would be
beneficial to the occupant of his love seat.  The two rubber cocks could be
adjusted forward and back to allow for the distance between the occupant's
vaginal and anal passages.  Having held his niece in the "bowling ball"
grip, Joe had a pretty good idea of Kelli's dimensions and had pre-adjusted
the two probes accordingly.

   "Bend over again, baby and back up to the edge of the seat," Joe
instructed.

   "No, please, don't, Uncle Joe.  I'll do anything you want.  You wanna
make love, Uncle Joe?  Come on, let's go to the bedroom.  We can have a lot
of fun."

   "Enough, Kelli," Joe snapped, silencing her pleading.  He pulled her
back until the backs of her legs touched the edge of the wooden seat. 
"Squat down a little now.  That's right.  Pussy first," Joe coached.  He
took Kelli under her arm and guided her carefully.  Reaching down , he then
separated the two rubber penises, pushing the front shaft forward until the
tip pressed between Kelli's labia.  "Now down some.  Good," Joe said.  "Is
it in?"

   Kelli had never been so humiliated.  She couldn't answer.

   "Is it in?" her uncle repeated with more authority.  "Answer me Kelli.
We can make this hurt if you want," Joe warned.  "Now tell me if the tip of
the front shaft is in your vagina.."

   "Alright," Kelli hissed icily.  "It's in, OK.  It's in!" She gave a cute
little exasperated huff.

   Joe smiled.  "OK, down a little more.  Now the back door," Joe said,
grasping the slippery second shaft and aiming it at it's approaching
target.

   Kelli grunted in surprise when her uncle released his hold on the
instrument inside of her vagina.  It's reverse curve tended to push back
and up rather uncomfortably.  Also, Kelli quickly discovered when she began
to lower herself further onto the device, that although its tip was
somewhat tapered, the vaginal shaft rapidly expanded to its full two inches
in diameter.  This was without a doubt the largest object to enter Kelli to
date, and it made her shudder uncontrollably as it went in.

   "Down more, Kelli," Uncle Joe coached.  Kelli felt the tip of the other
shaft touch her rubbery little back gate.  "Down, Kelli," her Uncle Joe
ordered.  The rubber penis stretched her tender tissues, unmercifully,
causing a painful stinging sensation.

   "Owww...." Kelli whined.

   "It hurts a little, doesn't it, baby.  Yeah," Uncle Joe chuckled.

   The stinging was rapidly turning into an intense deep tearing ache. 
"Ugghhh!" Kelli grunted gutturally when the tip of the penis at last popped
inside.

   "Good," Joe said standing up beside his niece.  "They're both in.  Now
just sit back.  Your insides will adjust." He put his hand on Kelli's
shoulder.

   Looking up at her uncle with an expression of extreme dismay on her
lovely face, Kelli pleaded one last time.  "Please, Uncle Joe.  It hurts
too much.  Please."

   Joe stood silently beside the young girl.  Judging from Kelli's present
position in a half-squat, he knew that soon her thigh muscles would tire,
and she would be forced to seat herself.  Joe maintained his hand on her
shoulder.  He didn't push down, but simply prevented her from standing up.

   Kelli felt the burning begin in the tops of her thighs.  Her little butt
dropped another inch or so.  The two unforgiving rubber phalluses advanced.
In the war between gravity and Kelli's thigh muscles, gravity was rapidly
gaining the upper hand.  Kelli whimpered and moaned as only two inches now
separated her tender bottom from the hard wooden surface of the love seat.
Kelli felt like she was giving birth as the heavy vaginal shaft pressed
ever upward, filling her seemingly to the bursting point and inducing a
deep aching pressure in the area of her cervix.

   Kelli's Uncle Joe knelt beside her and whispered, "That's a good girl,
Kelli, sweetheart." Kelli gave him a pained look.  "I know," Joe said. 
"That one in your little ass kinda hurts doesn't it." Kelli nodded.  She
held herself only an inch or so off the seat now, balancing on her hands.
Her slim arms trembled from the exertion.  "Don't fight it, baby.  You
can't win, you know.  Let go Kelli." He reached out and tenderly fondled
her breasts.

   "Ohhhhhh..." Kelli whined pitifully.

   "Give it up Kelli," Joe whispered gazing into her eyes.  His fingers
squeezed and pinched lightly.

   Kelli closed her eyes.  She knew the fight was over.  She relaxed her
arms and dropped the final inch and a half onto the twin cocks.  The thick
shaft inside of her vagina felt like it was pushing up against her
diaphragm, temporarily knocking the wind out of Kelli.  The slightly
thinner probe inside her anal passage felt like it was exerting pressure
against the small of her back from the inside.  A deep throbbing ache
caused Kelli to gasp for breath.  Even though her tender bottom was now
planted firmly on the seat, the two phallic probes seemed to work their way
ever deeper into Kelli whenever she moved.

   "Good girl, Kelli.  I knew you could do it," Uncle Joe said standing up
beside her.  "Get the feel of the love seat, my dear.  You're going to be
spending a lot of time on it."

   Kelli couldn't speak.  It was all she could do to just to catch her
breath.  The sharp pain associated with her final filling plunge was slowly
becoming a pervasive throbbing ache.  She looked up in a mild state of
shock as her Uncle Joe unzipped his trousers and pulled out his penis. 
While Kelli watched it grew.  She really hadn't seen Joe's cock the last
couple of times.  Now here it was right in front of her face.  Her uncle
really was pretty big.  "Much bigger than Chris," Kelli thought
distractedly.  Her insides hurt.

   "Well, go ahead, Kelli," her Uncle Joe said at last, moving his now
fully erect cock closer.  Kelli saw a glistening drop of fluid standing on
its tip.

   "What?" Kelli asked after a minute.  'What did he expect her to do?'
Kelli wondered.  She didn't have any room left, or so she thought.

   "Wadaya mean, 'What'," Uncle Joe asked incredulously.  "Put it in your
mouth." He shook his cock in Kelli's face.  The shining drop of fluid fell
onto her thigh and another took its place.

   "Oh my God!" Kelli thought.  "He wants me to do that?!?" Kelli had of
course heard of oral sex.  She'd seen videos and magazine images depicting
what she considered to be a thoroughly disgusting act.  But she had never
in her wildest dreams imagined herself allowing a man to put his dick into
her mouth.  Just the thought of it made Kelli feel ill.

   "Open your mouth, Kelli," Joe said flatly.

   "Mmm..  Mmm.." Kelli refused, shaking her head.

   Joe gave her no warning, but grabbed Kelli by her hair and jerked her
head back violently.  This movement caused the two appendages of her love
seat to do their work.  Kelli groaned loudly through tightly clenched
teeth. Uncle Joe held her head back using her hair as a handle and began to
rub the tip of his penis across Kelli's nose and lips and chin.  When he
squeezed it, more of the musky smelling fluid seeped out onto Kelli's face.

   "Open you mouth, Kelli," Joe ordered once more.  He stared hard at the
unfortunate young girl who sat before him filled with hard rubber, her face
covered with his precum.  Kelli's eyes were filled with fear and loathing.
"Open," Joe shouted this time.  He shook Kelli by her hair.  She closed her
eyes in pain.  Joe crushed his cock against Kelli's lips.  At last the
young girl's lips parted enough that he could wipe his cock across her
shining teeth.  Kelli struggled harder than ever, spluttering as she tasted
his early offerings for the first time.

   Suddenly Joe pulled his cock away.  Then leaning down so that his face
was just inches from that of his young niece, Joe said in a growling,
threatening tone of voice.  "Kelli, my dear," he began almost
conversationally.  "You have a choice to make.  You can either open your
pretty mouth and suck your Uncle Joe off like I know you want to, or two
things are going to happen very quickly.  First of all I am going to strap
you in your love seat where you will remain until you learn to obey.  At
the same time I intend to call my friendly detective and have the Shiller
boy arrested." He paused, letting Kelli digest what he'd just said.  "The
choice is yours, young lady.  What'll it be?" Joe squeezed his penal shaft
with his other hand.  Another drop of pre-cum formed on its tip.

   Kelli eyed her uncle's offered cock in disgust, but considering both her
current situation and her available options, Kelli knew she had little
choice.  Slowly her lips parted as did her white teeth.  Deja Vu struck
Kelli hard as she remembered the incident earlier in the kitchen when her
uncle had forced her to taste herself off of his finger.

   "Wider, please," her Uncle Joe prompted, bringing Kelli back to the
present.

   Things moved quickly after that.  The main thing Kelli would later
recall about this part of her ordeal was the vile taste of him.  She'd
opened her mouth a little more, and instantly it was filled with musky
tasting meat.  Kelli could actually feel its skin move in her mouth.  She
heard her uncle moan with pleasure.  Kelli gagged repeatedly for several
seconds.

   "Mmmph..  Awwkkk!" was her only comment, however.

   Still holding Kelli by the hair, her Uncle Joe pushed his thick shaft
deeper into her mouth.  Kelli let go of the seat bottom and grabbed the
fronts of his thighs in an attempt to resist.  The two hard rubber penises
in her lower openings jabbed at her insides.

   "Cauuwwpp," Kelli said.  It was then that she noticed her uncle's
smiling face.  Out of nowhere a wave of icy rage rolled over Kelli, but she
was, of course completely powerless to act upon it.  The powerful feeling
of rage was instantly replaced by one of despondent resignation.

   Kelli McDaniels finally recognized her predicament for what it truly
was. At that moment, Kelli felt the utter helplessness of the fully
involved female.  All of her openings were filled, and her fate lay
entirely in the hands of her lover.  One day, Kelli would come to enjoy
this feeling of bondage, but at that moment, it filled her with nothing but
despair.

   She didn't have long to consider her situation, however, because as
mentioned, her Uncle Joe had plans for her.  "You have a wonderful mouth,
Kelli," Joe murmured as he began to fuck her slowly and evenly.  With each
stroke of his hips, the broad head of her uncle's penis pressed against
Kelli's pallet, causing her gag reflex to react.  Kelli, not really knowing
what was expected of her, gazed into her uncle's eyes while he had his way
with her once virgin mouth.  After several repetitions, her ever helpful
uncle offered, "Why don't you suck me a little, baby, when I pull back."
Kelli complied, not knowing exactly why.  "Mmm, yes, baby.  That's better,"
Joe murmured approvingly.

   As Joe began to get up a rhythm, the force of his efforts caused Kelli's
slim body to rock slowly to and fro.  As a result, the twin hard rubber
appendages of her love seat alternated pressure on her delicate internal
tissues.  Unknowingly, Kelli was treated to the sensation of what it might
be like to entertain more than one lover at a time.  Later, when Uncle Joe
introduced his young niece to a couple of his good friends, this experience
would prove quite useful.

   Joe continued his slow even cadence, reveling in Kelli's warm, willing
mouth and the trembling of her body in response to his attentions.  He
found he was soon able to release her hair.  The young teenager had for now
resigned herself to being taken by him.  Joe felt good about his success
with Kelli.  He considered deep throating her, but thought better of it. 
That would come later along with introductions to several of his other
apparatus.  They had all the time in the world.

   Kelli unwittingly swallowed the first salvo of her uncle's semen when it
unexpectedly hit the back of her pallet.  She really had no choice in the
matter, since it had come with no warning what so ever.  When her uncle
felt his ardor begin to rise, he had merely wrapped his hand behind Kelli's
head.  He'd even rubbed her neck gently and smiled down at her just before
erupting into her mouth and throat.  The rigid tube of meat that was her
uncle's penis pumped another load of the hot, viscus matter deep into
Kelli's mouth.  This time, however she thought to close her throat to the
onslaught.  As a result, a goodly percentage of Joe's cum shot up Kelli's
nose and dribbled out onto her upper lip.  Kelli dug her fingernails into
her uncle's thighs in an effort to free herself from his grasp, but the far
more powerful man held her head effortlessly between his to large hands
until he was finished.  Kelli learned what it was to become the receptacle
for a man's semen.  It was an important lesson for her, and one that she
would never forget.

   When it was over, Uncle Joe complimented Kelli on what a talented mouth
she had.  Then he told her that she could expect to give him oral pleasure
several times a day during her stay.  He also informed her that he expected
her to try to swallow as much of his cum as she could.  "I don't want you
to waste any, my dear," he chuckled.

   At last Kelli was allowed to dismount her love seat.  The soreness was
there, of course, but what Kelli didn't expect was an unusual sensation of
emptiness.  Furthermore, it struck Kelli as odd that this feeling of
emptiness was mildly disturbing and unsettling for her.  You see, Kelli had
unknowingly become accustomed to having her passages filled, if not
simultaneously then certainly regularly.  After all, her Uncle Joe had made
love to her three times that day if you included the oral sex.  That was
more sexual activity than Kelli was used to in a month with Chris.

   Later, Kelli was allowed to bathe in her uncle's big sunken bathtub. 
She didn't know it at the time, but it would be one of the last times that
she bathed alone while in her uncle's house.  Somewhat refreshed, Kelli
started for her own room.

   "Where do you think you're going, Kelli?" her Uncle Joe called from the
bed , admiring his niece's shapely body.

   "I'm going to bed now, Uncle Joe.  Is that OK?" she replied in a
suitably submissive tone.

   "Absolutely, honey," Joe replied cheerily.  "But you'll be sleeping with
me from now on.  I thought I told you that, Kelli."

   Kelli stopped at the door then turned to face him.  Uncle Joe smiled
magnanimously in response.  Then with a shrug and a resigned sigh, Kelli
slowly walked back toward her uncle's bed.  All she wanted was some sleep.
Kelli was exhausted.  But just as she was climbing onto the bed, her Uncle
Joe held up a shiny object.  Kelli's heart sank to the soles of her bare
feet.

   There was no question about it, Uncle Joe was good with a syringe. 
After injecting his fatigued young niece, Joe snapped the tourniquet off
and immediately mounted her.  When the powerful stimulant drug took Kelli,
her Uncle Joe was already deep inside of her.  His thick shaft filled her
completely, and the broad head of his penis pressed firmly against her
cervix.  As her world exploded into a tumultuous collage of carnal
ecstasies, Kelli McDaniels felt whole once again.
   To be continued...  SM