John Friday - Captive wives

For Jana it was pure hell being unable to see. She imagined a scene far worse than what had really occurred, and she struck out again with the bitter rage that only the mother could feel.

Quite by chance, Doolie had made a startling discovery – that mental anguish is as bad or worse than actual pain. The woman would have become numb with the shock of real abuse, or she would have slipped into unconsciousness if he'd struck her as hard as his burning desire for vengeance demanded. But there was no way Jana could escape the imagined horrors in her mind. All she could do was strike out in sightless, helpless rage.

"I'll kill you!" she screamed in a voice so shrill it cut through the knit top twisted up over her head.

"You gotta find me first," Doolie said in a soft, but taunting voice. And then he stepped back silently, so that Jana stumbled wildly and lashed a clawed hand at the empty air.

Doolie reached out with his free hand and tweaked the rock-hard nipple of Jana's tit as she hobbled by. She almost tripped and fell.

"This way, lady – over here."

Judd laughed gruffly, enjoying the show of sightless fury. He stroked his huge cock with a slow, teasing rhythm, just keeping his prick hard until Doolie got it together. The slender, sinewy bitch excited him so hem decided to join in the sport and maybe hurry things along.

"I sure liked fucking your little girl up on the couch," he said. "Now I can hardly wait to ram my cock into the cunt she came out of…"

"Bastard," Jana snapped. By talking so long, Judd gave her a chance to home in on the sound of his voice. She stayed to one side as though totally lost, kicking furiously until she got one foot free of the pants bunched around her ankle.

Judd laughed, waiting for Doolie to cut her down with another lash of the rope whip. He watched his brother's strong arm roll back. Then, from the corner of his eye, he saw a flash of motion. Jana wheeled and launched a kick toward his flopping ball sac, a vicious hook guided by the sound of his voice and her memory of how tall he was.

If Judd hadn't been playing with his cock, she might have creamed him. The back of his hand caught the force of the blow, sparing his nuts from ripping pain, but he was still knocked backward three steps by her surprising strength.

It took Doolie only an instant to figure out what she had done.

"Don't talk so damn long," he chided his brother, sidestepping as he spoke. "She can track you like radar."

He darted back the other way in total silence expecting her to kick at him and miss.

Jana turned toward the sound of his voice, but of course Doolie wasn't there. She took a step forward, drawing up her knee to kick. He grinned, waiting to knock her on her ass when she threw herself off balance by lashing out at where he had been.

But she surprised him, the instant her foot left the floor, she wheeled toward him and fired a kick toward his nuts with deadly aim. Her foot hit his thigh and just grazed his balls, awakening the awful hurt all over again.

"How…?" he groaned. He hadn't made a sound.

"I can smell you, you stinking bastard. Your shit-dipping cock is like a beacon in the fog!"

She kicked again, and only Doolie's quickness saved him from crushing pain. He dodged to the side, caught her foot as it flew up and jerked it even higher, pitching her over on her back.

"Grruungh!" Jana hit the floor with a thud that left her breathless.

"O.K., bitch… playtime is over!" She heard Doolie's voice coming nearer from the front, but she sat panting, unable to move. She'd landed squarely on her ass, and that sent a numbing shock up her spine.

Judd grabbed Jana's arms from behind and jerked them over her head, dragging her to her feet again before she'd gathered strength enough to resist. He held her with her feet barely touching the floor, amused by the way she squirmed as the heat of anger pumped strength back into her legs.

"I think we ought to hog-tie this one," Judd said. "She's a kicking fool!"

"Yeah," Doolie agreed.

He tossed his brother the wet rope. Jana heard the dull hiss beside her head. Then Judd pushed her forward and sent her sprawling on her face.

"Uugghh!" Janey groaned. She winced at the thought of what her mother was going through.

Doolie grabbed Jana's arms and pulled them behind her back, locking both wrists together in the grip of one powerful hand. Janey watched her mother flopping as helplessly as a fish dragged out on the dock. Judd swooped down and grabbed her ankles, bending her legs up over her back.

"Aaayyyy!" Jana wailed.

She could feel icy loops of wet nylon rope tightening around her wrists. They had her bent backwards in a painful bow, and more snaring loops of rope settled silently into place.

They crossed her arms behind her back and knotted her left wrist to her right ankle, then her right wrist to her left ankle. She felt a sharp sting as each loop and knot jerked tight enough to chafe her skin, but she clenched her lips, refusing to cry out and add to their cruel delight.

With hands crossed and knotted to her bent legs behind her back, Jana was bowed like the bottom of a rocking chair. She pitched back and forth on her lean belly in time with the motion of the boat, banging first her chin and then her dark, wet little cunt mound against the floor.

She gurgled anguished sounds and felt the swell of seasickness in her gut. She wrenched and heaved, tangling her insides in a knot as tight as those around her wrists and ankles.

Janey couldn't stand the sight. She turned her head toward the ripped back of the couch and lay shivering, wishing there was something she could do. But she'd tugged against her restraints until her skin was raw, and still the bonds held tight.

Judd said, "Let's tip her up before she pukes." He coiled a hand in the loose strands of Jana's hair, snapping her head back as he pulled her on to her knees.

Jana's mouth burned with bile. It added a harsh stab to her voice when she gasped: "Animals! You're worse than animals!"

Doolie just smiled and said, "You should have thought of that before you tried to smash my nuts."

With her bent legs beneath her, Jana sat before him, bent backward from the waist in a way that thrust out her firm, hard-nippled tits as though they were begging to be touched.

Judd cupped her taut little tits and rolled Jana's rigid nipples beneath his thumbs.

"Huuunnnngh!" she groaned, leaning back, desperate to escape his mauling grasp.

Leaning her upper body farther back thrust out the darkly furred mound of her cunt. Doolie could see its tight pink lips squirming. It didn't matter to him, love and loathing both pump the same hot oil. He bent down and hooked a finger deep into her juicy pussy slit.

"Aaagghhh!" Jana moaned.

She could feel his wiggling finger sink in her cunt, dragging up to rake the nub of her swollen cunt.

"Eeee-yyyiiiieee!" she cried, straining to resist the heat of passion beyond the control of her conscious mind.

The brothers delighted in tormenting her and settied into a slow sensuous rhythm. They fingered her nipples and twisted up around the nub of her cunt.

"I'm going to cooome!" she gasped in disbelief. The bastard brothers were going to finger fuck her into ecstasy.

Doolie increased the friction on her cunt, and Judd slowed his mauling of her nipples. Jana swore and fought against them. Then Judd swirled his rough thumbs faster around her bulging nipples, and Doolie softly stroked her cunt in lazy circles designed to drive her out of her mind.

"Oooh, GOD – do it!" she cried. "Somebody fuck me! Ram one of your cocks into my cunt!"

"You think she's ready?" Judd asked.

"No…" Doolie pondered the question like a professor asked about the origin of the universe. "She's wet, but not fully ripe."