Paul Gable: Bound and raped cousin

Darlene tried kicking him away, screaming as he grabbed her left ankle and held it against his chest. Taking the rope in one hand, Jeff expertly draped it over her ankle, then brought her leg up to her left wrist. Darlene let out a sharp cry, her ass sliding away from the door several inches. The resulting puffing of her arm muscles sent slivers of pain into her body.

Jeff managed to secure both ankles to her wrists in a short period of time, bending down, and rubbing the backs of his fingers against her pussy. Darlene couldn't help but stare with hatred at her cousin. She was there, roped in that hideous, awkward position. How her shoulders and arms ached. Her toes brushed up against the door high over her head. And still he wasn't through with her. Now he was fingering her cunt, her private area where he had just knifed her cherry and was about to fuck her. Darlene could have died with the shame and agony she had endured. And now there would be more!

Jeff was standing there, his Levi's crumpled in a heap around his shoes. He had toyed with his cousin, torturing her while still keeping his cock out of her cunt. Now, fishing a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, he tapped the packet against one knuckle, drawing a long white cigarette from the others. Darlene watched, certain that whatever he was doing was going to hurt her.

"Nice ass… just like I said before," Jeff commented, lighting up, then flinging the match away from him.

He took several puffs, making sure the bluegray smoke drifted into her face. Darlene coughed. Turning her head away, she tried to readjust her position. But the ropes kept her in that doubled-up position, her wrists bound to her ankles while her ass was tucked in against the doorway. Jeff took several more puffs on the cigarette before bending down, holding that white smoking thing inches away from her skin! She whimpered, biting down hard on her lower lip until she could taste blood. Already the fire was reddening a dime-sized portion of her flesh. Jeff watched, then moved the cigarette down, down until the burning tobacco was singeing the fine blonde hairs on her upper thighs.

Darlene curled her toes, more and more aware of the tight ropes biting into her wrists and ankles. Her ass scraped forward a little on the floor. Jeff had the cigarette down around her asshole now. He had stopped talking, more interested in watching his cousin's reaction, to his torment.

"No, Jeff, don't… don't do this," Darlene pleaded uselessly.

"Oh, yeahhh."

The cigarette was burning several of her blonde cunt hairs. Darlene sniffed. She smelled them burning, the pungent aroma of the burned hair reaching her nose. She let out a louder cry, wriggling her ass helplessly against the filthy shed floor. The tendons of her thigh muscles tensed, bulging out against her flesh. Jeff noticed this and moved the cigarette back up undl the tip was inches away from her quivering muscles. Darlene noticed the shift in attention and struggled against the restraining rapes. He dropped the cigarette down against her skin, drawing it down, down toward her cunt. The girl felt the stinging heat, the sensation of the ashes against her flesh.

Tears rolled from her eyes, streaking her cheeks as Jeff moved the cigarette down toward her cunt. Darlene began bucking furiously against the ropes. He was going to burn her pussy, burn her and ruin her forever!

"Ahhhhhhh! No, no, no!"

Her pitiful cries echoed off the wooden shed walls. Jeff enjoyed listening to them, his lips curling into a thin, evil smile. But still the cigarette continued on its downward journey and it was nearly touching her clit. Darlene acted as if she were losing her mind. She creamed and babbled, froth building up around the corners of her lips while her legs and arms jerked against one another. The girl's violent cries had aroused the dog outside, and his barking mingled with Darlene's desperate screams. Jeff kept the cigarette around her pussy, making the glowing tip around her cuntlips, burning down the cunt hairs nearly to the skin, the moving it around to another area.

"Eaghhhhhh… no, no, no! Don't do this, don't do this to me!"

Darlene couldn't keep her mind from reeling as she struggled against those horrid binding ropes. He was toying with her, burning the backs of her thighs once more, then bringing down the cigarette once again to her pussy. Darlene thought she would surely faint. And then… and then he held the cigarette firmly in his right hand, bringing it around and touching it against the wet flesh just below her clit.

Brilliant white lights flashed in front of her eyes, blinding the girl temporarily. Darlene twisted and jerked her body as violently as she could against the ropes. The pain was awful, hideous! Nothing before in her life had felt his agonizing as Jeff kept the cigarette hissing there against her cunt flesh. And what was more surprising and agonizing were the delicious buzz-like flashes emanating from her clit. As painful as this burning was, Darlene had to admit that something else was going on down there – something she couldn't understand for the moment. She still yawled in pain, the cigarette burning her flesh. But now this pain was mixed with something else just as powerful. The cigarette went out. Sagging in her bonds, Darlene whimpered, feeling as if the life had been drawn from her by that burning tobacco.

"Hot and wet, wet enough to put out this mother," he said, tossing the useless cigarette away. "Think I've had enough of this crap for a while. Gettin' so fuckin' hot playin' with you, I nearly came twice."

"No, no, no!"

And now he was going to fuck her! After all this, he was going to commit the final act of degradation and fuck her.

She felt his hands cupping her asscheeks, rolling them outward so he could have better fucking leverage. She let out another small cry. The burning, the roping, everything seemed to arouse her now. It was shameful, but Darlene was starting to enjoy this. Now that the awful fear and pain were gone she was concentrating on the sensation of getting her ass rubbed again. She thought once more about Jeff's tongue. How good and sexy it had felt around her asshole and pussy. That was just before he'd knocked her down and knifed out her cherry. She made a face, remembering the pain. But then there was all the pleasure that had followed. Oh, this was getting all mixed up! One seemed to follow the other. And that wasn't supposed to be how fucking was. No one had ever told her that.

"Now we're gonna get it on, baby. Me and you, together, right here in this fuckin' shed, and you're gonna cum your brains out by the time I get through."

"Jeff, oh please, no, no!"

He was holding her ass up now, tilting it back so her cuntcrack was angled forward.

"Fuck you, bitch, gonna fuck you," Jeff murmured.

His eyes were glazed as he tucked his knees under her ass and stabbed blindly at her cunt. Darlene knew he was going to fuck her, stick his cock into her pussy. And then she felt the hot pressure of his prickhead rubbing up against her cuntal crack. Jeff smiled, knowing he'd found the entrance. He watched her, his hard, black eyes staring into hers, boring into her soul as he shoved forward and up.

Darlene curled her spine at the touch. His cockhead was pushing the wet, shining cuntal folds back into her pussy. The entire length of his fat cock was fucking in inch by throbbing inch. Darlene blew out air from her lungs, feeling as if her body were being split in two. Her fingers curled, the nails creasing her palms while the girl stopped struggling on the ropes for the moment. It was so strange, so odd having something that hard and hot and long and thick inside her! It was like having an animal or something rummaging around in her body, nudging aside the slick, itchy cuntal walls and going down, down deep into her belly!