"Ugh!" she grunted.
Jack was fucking her harder now, his crotch beating her nearly as savagely as his crop had. Shoving his prick in, pressing his thumbs against the inner curves of her asscheeks, he rode her down, down onto the floor.
"Damn slut! Man, you're good and hot! Christ! I thought I'd fucked 'em all in my life. But shit! You take the cake, baby!"
Rhonda felt her cunt catch fire, her clit shrinking back while her pussy walls tightened like a vise over his fucking prick. Jack slapped her several times, finally hunching over her and biting the nape of her neck. She could feel his prick expanding, ballooning and jerking around in her pussy. He was going to do it, going to cum in her while hurting her this way.
When she felt him shudder mightily, Rhonda bit hard into the rubber ball, twisting and bobbing her ass while sweat oozed from her forehead. She was cumming, feeling the heat explode between her shivering thighs. Again and again, her cum-smeared cuntal walls clasped at the jizz-spitting prick, holding it while Jack's balls pumped more and more white-hot jizz into her fuck-hole.
When it was over, Rhonda felt herself prone on the floor, curled halfway under the glasstopped coffee table. Jack had already pulled the ball-gag from her mouth and was releasing her ankles from the cuffs. He was humming some country tune, not even paying her much attention while retrieving his toys.
"I'll never do this again… never," Rhonda said bitterly, refusing to look at him.
"That's what they all say… at first," Jack said with a laugh, swatting her playfully on the ass.
CHAPTER THREE
"No, Daddy! What are you doing? You promised you wouldn't do that anymore, not after Mommy died! No, no, don't!"
It was awful. Cori clapped her hands over her ears as she stood there naked and watched her cousin Cindy struggle with Uncle Jim. He finally pushed Cindy away, slapping her twice, then backhanding her until she collapsed onto the wooden floor.
"You're all alike, damn it!" he snarled, kicking the door closed. "You can squat there and cry with your damned cousin till I'm ready for you. And you're gonna try callin' Rhonda again."
Cori hugged her body with both thin arms, afraid to make one sound as she listened to her cousin sobbing quietly in the far corner. Cori felt as if she'd just uncovered some dreadful family secret. Guilt-ridden, she waited until Cindy's sobs had abated, then slid over the splintery cold floor to the near-hysterical teenager.
"I… I'm so sorry, Cindy. I don't know what came over your father. I was watching TV and…"
Cindy put one hand up in the air acid shook her head.
"He got like this just before my mother died. I don't know why, but he's really crazy. He's even gotten some of the guys around here interested in… in doing horrid things to women."
"He didn't…" Cori couldn't finish. A terrible thought rose in her mind, one that made her skin crawl.
"Uh? No! He didn't kill Momma. I don't even think she knew what was going on around here at the end. I'm glad she died when she did," Cindy said bitterly, turning her head from Cori and sobbing.
"Oh, God! He's done… things to you, too?"
Cindy nodded, her sobs quieting.
"I don't know what to do. He just gets crazy. And then the others join him."
Cori thought about what her uncle had said. "Did he ever mention something about mining certificates?"
Cindy shook her head, pushing the brown hair from her eyes.
"No. Wait! Something… yes, something about a mine up north or out west. I don't know. Oh, it's awful!"
The two girls hugged on another, cringing when they heard the sound of a footstep near the shed Uncle Jim had pushed them in. Cori heard her uncle's boots scraping toward the door. She drew back, instinctively feeling her jaw that still hurt from the awful mouth-fucking she had endured. Swallowing hard, the blonde teenager thought she could still taste the jizz that had spattered over her tongue while Uncle Jim had held her by the ears and fed her more and more of his prickmeat.
The door swung open. There he stood, a little more sober than before. Of course, three hours had passed, three long hours in which his daughter had come home and discovered what he had done.
"Out… both of you."
Cori staggered to her feet, shielding her eyes from her uncle's bright flashlight. It was dark outside now, and the lights were on in the nearby house. Cori swept the long hair from her eyes, only to feel her uncle's hand press roughly against her upper back. Shoving her forward, Uncle Jim thrust one foot in front of her, tripping the terrified young girl. Cori pitched forward, falling flat on the ground with a dull thud. Scrambling to her feet, she tried to run for the house. Cindy was crying out something behind her when she felt her uncle's fist come down heavily against her back. The blow drove her down into the ground once more, her legs flying out to either side while sounds of slaps echoed through the night air from behind her.
"No, Daddy! No, don't… uhhhhh! Oh, you're hurting me!"
Cori felt herself wallowing in mud like a pig, her arms and belly covered with the brown slime. Coughing, Cori started to push herself from the ground when she felt something very hard pressing against the back of her neck. Her elbows buckled from the pressure as she fell back to the dirt, her arms out to either side. Uncle Jim had the sole of his black leather engineering boot down against her neck, rubbing it back and forth, forcing the teenager down into the mud.
Cindy was begging her father to stop, beating him on the shoulders, then trying to pull him away while he rubbed the boot back and forth over Cori's neck. Cori thought surely he would kill her. Mud oozed into her mouth as she struggled under the big man.
"Uh, no, don't!"
Uncle Jim pressed his heel against the nape of her neck. Cori could feel the hard leather scraping her flesh, then moving down until it was between her shoulders. He kicked her hard there, then brought the pointed tip of his boot to her ass. Cori squawked, feeling the filthy leather pressing in against her asshole. She lurched forward, her knees and elbows digging into the mud as her belly slid over the slime.
Cindy was screaming again, then the sound of a loud slap rang out. The brunette shrieked, then fell to the ground.
Cori started to turn around to see what had happened, and she received a hard kick in the belly.
"Oooooffff!"
The girl doubled over, her knees jerking up to her tits while her arms flew out in front of her. Again, Uncle Jim kicked her, this time his boot landing across her naked ass. Cori screamed, free for the moment, crawling toward the house. Her mind reeled dizzyingly. Where was she going to go? How could she escape? The only thing that mattered for the time being was getting away from her awful uncle.
Uncle Jim had reached down and caught Cori by her hair, yanking her head up from the mud and holding it high above the ground while pushing his face against hers. How she loathed him! She wanted to spit in his mouth but was terrified of what his reaction would be. Jim studied her for a moment then let go, moving around to his moaning daughter, who was sitting up, rubbing her injured jaw.
Cori stared blankly as he bent over and grabbed hold of Cindy's dress with one hand. Deftly, he ripped the garment from his daughter, leaving her squatting in the dirt wearing only her pink panties and matching bra. The girl shrieked in horror, throwing her slender arms around her jiggling tits while scooting back from her father.
Jim looked back at Cori as if to warn her not to move, then stood spread-legged over Cindy, slapping her several times, then tearing her bra and panties off. Cori looked the other way, feeling as if this whole scene were unreal. Her own family, acting this way!