Blake Garfield - Cousin in bondage

"Why, Amy!" Candy, a big titted, green eyed blonde who'd been Amy's bitter rival all of their lives, smiled. "You look wonderful! Finally found a style that agrees with you, huh?"

Amy lost control, crying and squealing and shaking her head. The most terrible thing about being in hell, she thought, was that it could keep getting worse forever.

Amy continued to howl out her anguish as Candy stripped off her clothes. Amy and Candy were the two best looking girls in the family and there had always been a rivalry between them, each one trying to outdo the other. Now Amy was tied up, spitted on two dildoes, with her face covered in jism. And Candy was somehow involved in what had happened to her. Amy felt as if the world was ending.

Amy couldn't believe what Candy was wearing beneath her clothes, though she guessed sadly that nothing should really surprise her anymore. Candy had on a black leather bra that left her nipples and the upper slopes of her huge tits revealed. The bra made her tits stand out high and straight, like twin warheads, and they looked so sexy that Amy's cunt began to twitch anew. She thought of her own tits, blotched with jism and bristling with pins. She felt humiliated and ugly in the presence of this blonde Goddess.

Candy had on a leather bottom, too, a tight black bikini equipped with a slit that ran the length of her cunt and ass crack. It was far more lewd than being naked, Amy thought, and she wondered if perhaps Candy hadn't once been put through what was happening to her now. Amy couldn't think of anything else that would create the kind of woman who would brazenly expose herself in such a bizarre, sexy outfit.

Candy wore black nylons which made her long legs seem even longer. While Amy watched, Candy kicked off her shoes and slipped on a pair of black leather ones that sported six inch spike heels. She brushed her short, layered blonde hair back and smiled menacingly at Amy. When she fitted two fingerless black leather gloves over her hands, Amy felt a chill of fear pass through her that was as frightening as anything she'd suffered through this whole hellish day.

She had the feeling that Candy was going to be very, very mean.

"Have you got some white garters for her to wear?" Candy asked, walking toward the bound, raven haired beauty. She made a face and flicked a long nailed finger over Amy's quivering haunch. "These red ones look like some stupid little high school cunt's idea of what ought to look sexy."

"Yeah, she wore them here," Glen admitted. "We'll change them before anyone else gets here."

"Good." Candy reached down, her green eyes flashing hatred and lust, and began plucking the pins out of Amy's tits. "You do this, Barry? And then you wonder why I never let you tie me up? It does look sexy on her, though."

"Ooooohhhh," Amy moaned helplessly. This was all so insane, so impossible, but here it was happening, and there was nothing she could do to stop it. "You're a woman, Candy. Won't you help me? Take me out of here, please."

"Take you out?" Candy laughed, plucking the last of the pins out of Amy's tits. She ran her hands over the abused mounds of tit flesh, squeezing them so hard that blood rushed to Amy's head, making her dizzy. "You're my ticket into a club I really want in, cousin. And I am helping you. I mean, I'm taking these nasty pins out of your titties, aren't I?"

Candy pulled the pins out of Amy's ass and thighs, running her hands over Amy's long, shapely legs and squeezing her tight ass cheeks as she did. Amy hated the feel of the woman's hands on her body but she was smart enough not to protest. She even breathed a grateful sigh of relief when the green eyed blonde began to pull the heavy weights from her shoulders.

"You guys really did a number on her," Candy said, a little, pout forming on her lush, red lips. "You better not have beaten all the fight out of cousin Amy before I even get a chance to play with her."

"We just softened her up," Glen said with a grin, moving in beside Candy to help her pull the weights off Amy's exhausted, slack body. "Besides, it's only an hour before the others get here, and she had to be tamed first."

"What others?" Amy asked, cringing even as she spoke the words but knowing that she'd go out of her mind if she didn't find out what it was they had in store for her.

"Shut up, cum face!" Candy said, catching one of Amy's nipples between her fingernails and sawing at it viciously. "You were right, the little stuck up bitch isn't completely washed out yet. That's good. I want to hear her squeal a little bit."

"What's going on?" Barry asked. "I get the feeling that there's some plan going on here that I don't know about."

"Nothing much." Glen pulled the last weight off Amy's shoulders and watched as the raven haired girl slumped weakly forward across the sawhorse. "Candy just wanted to see if she could be the first female member of our group. And then I had that bet with Barry that I was going to put on a wilder show than he did with that high school cheerleader. It takes a lot to beat a girl stuffing her baton up her ass, but I think this'll do it."

"You're a fucking genius!" Barry agreed, looking Candy aver lustfully. "I think they'll go for it. A female member. That'd be so wild!"

Barry unfastened the leg braces that held Amy in place, and then Glen and Candy had to lift the girl off the two huge dildoes because she was too weak to get off them herself. They dropped her to the floor like an old bag of trash, then Candy grabbed her by her hair and forced her back up to her knees.

"That's a fucking disgusting mess you made of that sawhorse," she screamed, pointing at the two juice covered dildoes. "Now you clean that shit up this instant, or I'm going to make you wish you were never born."

Amy thought wearily that she already wished that, but she bent to the task that Candy had set for her. She worked her sore tongue over the heated plastic and splintery wood until she'd cleaned off every drop of her pussy juice. She even licked off the dildo that had been stuck up her ass. It was damp and wet and tasted of her shit. Amy tried not to think about the fact that she was licking up her own cunt juice, her own shit. It made her want to throw up, but she knew she had to control the urge.

Amy looked up at Candy just in time to see the first punch come toward her face. She reeled backward from the unexpected blow, falling on her cruelly bound arms, and before she knew what was happening, Candy was sitting on her face and mashing her hairy blonde cunt into her mouth.

"Now you eat me out, Amy, or I'll rip your slutty little tongue out of your head and use it on myself."

Amy went right to work on the pooching, leather circled cunt that smashed down against her face. This was a new shame, a new degradation. After everything else that had happened to her, though, sucking her cousin's cunt didn't seem that repulsive.

In fact, Candy's cunt was beautiful, pink lipped and gold furred, and the taste was almost sweet. Amy sent her tongue delving deeper inside her cousin's pretty pussy and wondered how pussy juice and jism would taste mixed together. The unbidden thought made Amy wonder what was happening to her mind.

"Ooohhhh!" Candy yipped, grinding her hips down on the bound, beaten girl. "You guys trained her good."

Amy blushed deeply as she realized that Candy was going to be reporting all the action to the two men who were watching. She still kept her tongue thrusting deep into Candy's humid cunt, though, and kept running her lips and teeth around the outer lips of her pussy. She knew that there would be pain if she didn't do her job well.

Candy was facing down over Amy's body. As her sleek, bronzed cousin lapped at her pussy, she leaned down over her body, planting her elbows firmly into the girl's stomach and bearing down cruelly. Then she pulled the pins from Amy's cunt lips, scolding Barry when she found the one embedded in Amy's cunt. She finally pulled that one out, too, and Amy lapped at Candy's cunt with even more energy in silent thanks to her cousin for relieving that pain. Perhaps Candy would protect her in some ways. She was cruel, certainly, but being a woman, maybe she wouldn't hurt her as badly as the men.