Paul Gable: Bound and raped cousin

"Oh! What was that?" Darlene flinched, not daring to turn her head around. But something very cold and smooth had touched her lower back. Her flesh broke out into goosebumps while terror knifed into her brain.

"My belt, Darlene. It's my belt, and I'm gonna warm up your butt for my fuckin' cock."

"Oh no, oh no!"

But the hissing sound in the air above her head told Darlene that more was yet to come before her ultimate incestuous degradation.

"Eagghhghghhhh!"

Darlene's body jerked violently to the right as the black leather belt hissed across her ass flesh. It was as if someone had touched her with a live poker. The girl shrieked, her eyes bugging out while her nostrils flared. Nothing in her past had prepared her for this outrage, this awful pain.

Jeff raised one boated foot and jammed his toe into her asscrack. Darlene let out another groan, drawing her knees outward and trying to crawl away from the hot pain.

"Not bad, baby. I like the way you move when I bring down the belt."

"Oh, please stop this, stop this," Darlene sobbed.

Things were getting out of control. Fucking was one thing. Even a rape Darlene felt she could handle somehow. But this? It was medieval! He was beating her for no reason!

Again the belt came down, this time crisscrossing the first blow. Her white supple flesh jiggled under the smashing blow of the leather. Darlene tightened her lips, pressing them into a firm line after her second outcry. No, no, he wouldn't have the benefit of hearing her cries of pain. He could beat her, rape her. But she wouldn't give him the benefit of hearing her scream for mercy.

"Mmmmmfffffff!"

The next two blows tested the girl's resolve. More hot tears sprang to her eyes. She blinked them away, clawing the dirty floorboards with her fingertips as the leather smacked dryly against her ass.

"Uhhhhh!"

A third blow struck her lower spine. Darlene thought she could hear the tiny round bones of her spinal column cracking under the blows.

Then the beating stopped for the moment.

Darlene breathed heavily, feeling the cutting wounds around her ass and lower back. Awful, awful! She wanted to reach behind her and rub her flesh. But the girl was too terrified to move one inch. Finally, out of curiosity, Darlene moved her head, twisting it around and staring behind her.

There was Jeff, his ten inch cunt-splitter sticking straight out from between his halved Levi's. Darlene's eyes rounded in horror. She had seen pictures of men with erections in those sex education books. One of the girls at her high school in Gardena had brought some picture books with men and women doing weird things. But those men hadn't had anything like her cousin's prick! And he was going to stick that big-headed thing into her? A virgin? Just the thought of it sickened the terrified blonde teenager.

"Like it, eb, baby? Lots of broads around here practically crawl up here to get a good taste of this mother," Jeff said, moving one hand around his cock and balls.

"But your mother and father…"

Jeff snorted a derisive laugh.

"I ain't stupid. You're the first one I've fucked around with here on the farm. But they ain't gonna find out about it, are they?"

Darlene wanted to scream out a defiant answer. But all she could do was stare mutely at his fat cock. Again and again the thought rushed around her mind that he was going to fuck her with that long thick thing and would probably tear her in two with it before he was finished.

Then Darlene saw his fingers, tightening around the square brass buckle of his belt. The veins leading to his knuckles stood out. She tensed, knowing full well that another series of blows would redden her ass. The wooden shack creaked as the wind picked up outside. The damp, musky smell of the unused shed came to her flared nostrils as Jeff steadied himself, preparing for more belting action.

"Please, oh no… I have… I can't take this anymore. Oh Jeff, fuck me if you're going to but don't hit me anymore," Darlene begged pitifully.

But even as she sobbed and pleaded, the shadow of Jeff's raised arm cut across her ass. The dangling belt moved over her ass and lower back again. The girl sobbed, her teeth chattering. She could almost feel the hot, stinging kiss of the leather right now as he teased her. Her belly spasmed while goose flesh dotted her asscheeks and thighs. A strange, deliciously wet movement made her cuntlips rub against one another and her clit. Darlene wrinkled her forhead, wondering how all this pain was related to the pleasure sucking at her clit. His arm snapped back, the belt cracking in the fetid air. She saw his eyes – those black, hard eyes staring at her with the gaze of hungry sewer rat. She trembled, knowing now her cousin would do anything to achieve what he considered maximum pleasure.

He swung the belt down. The thick black leather sizzled through the air again, hissing like a snake as it cracked down hard on her clenched ass.

"Aghghghghhhhhh!"

Darlene snapped her head back, pressing her chin against the floor. She couldn't watch. Screaming again and again, Darlene felt her ass burning more and more. It was as if someone had poured burning kerosene onto her ass! Shaking violently, she waited for the next blow. It came as relentlessly as the first! Darlene let out another cry, feeling the heat tear through her ass and spread into her cunt. Jeff kept hitting her again and again, the pain becoming more than she could stand. But the belt kept finding her, tearing into her ass.

And yet, even as the pain nearly knocked her unconscious, she felt the hat tightening of her pussy grow more and more. Soon Darlene found herself thinking about her cousin's prick, about how big and fat his prick was and how it was going to spread her pussylips until they tore.

"Ysagghghhhhhh!"

The rough tip of the belt curled around her asscrack, the end nipping at her cuntlips. The young girl let out a howl of mixed pain and delight, squirming across the dirty floor. Darlene felt her tits pillowing out in front of her as she crawled forward yet again, her breath coming out in agonized gasps. She tried not to cry out. But it was impossible. The kiss of the black leather against her flesh was drawing out more and more cries of terror and pain from her. Jeff kept hitting her ass. His strength didn't seem to diminish.

Darlene doubted she could stand much more of this brutality. Already the searing pain had spread into her cunt. Rather than diminish the tight hot excitement racing through her pussy, the blows were enhancing it. The girl could feel the slick rubbing sensation of her cuntlips against one another as she crawled another few inches away from her savage cousin. An odd kind of pulsing began taking over, drawing the strength from her. Her arms collapsed with the onslaught of the next rain of blows.

Finally, the teenager just lay there, her white flesh reddening with the criss-cross checkered pattern of those belting blows.

Darlene put her fingers in her mouth, chewing down on them to try to control the sensations rioting in her cunt. Her asschecks stayed tense. Instinctively they opened and closed, matching the blows from the belt. Then as Jeff slowed his assault, Darlene found herself raising her ass in a wild attempt to absorb the last of his attack. What in God's name was he doing? He could hear him laughing at her.

"Goddamned little liar!" he snorted derisively. "You keep cryin' about how much it hurts you – and you can't get enough of it."

Darlene flinched. She heard him throwing down the belt.

"Gonna plug you up now, baby. Gonna mess you up with my prick."

Darlene heard him coming down behind her once again. Was he going to suck her ass again? She secretly hoped so. Having his tongue slicking over her injured asscheeks would make her feel so good, especially after the savage beating she'd endured.