"All right, both of you – this way."
Uncle Jim motioned to the back yard that sloped gently down from the house to a small cluster of utility buildings barely visible now in the dark. He made the girls crawl on their hands and knees. Cindy had stopped crying, her jaw set firmly as she stared ahead. Her small tits jiggled against her heaving chest as she moved like an animal next to Cori. Uncle Jim followed the young girls, slapping their asses at times, drawing grunts from Cori but nothing from his daughter. She's been through this before, Cori thought grimly to herself. When they reached a point midway between the house and the buildings, Uncle Jim barked for them to stop. Cindy still didn't look at her cousin while remaining in that doggie position.
He's going to fuck us, she thought, that mad idea racing through her mind.
"Get up."
Slowly, Cori rose, feeling the mud sliding down her arms, her thighs, her face. She trembled with anger and humiliation, unable to look either Cindy or her uncle in the face. She could feel some of the brown slime easing past her cuntlips, drooling through her pussy hairs. What was he doing? Cori wanted to ask Cindy who stood quietly by her side, her arms slightly extended in front of her as if begging her father silently to stop this. He was fumbling around with something near the house, then coming back toward them. Stopping, he dropped something on the ground, the walked up to the two girls.
"Down on your knees and lick my boots, now!"
There was no mistaking the authoritarian note in his voice. Cindy didn't hesitate at all, wiping her eyes with the back of one hand and dropping to the dirt. Cori thought it was wise for her to do the same, shaking the loose hair from her face and kneeling in front of her uncle.
"Now lick those fuckin' boots clean… both of you." Lick them? The thought revolted Cori as she stared at the filthy leather in front of her. But she knew hesitation might prove fatal. Cindy looked at her sideways, then bent over, her tongue sticking out. Yes, she'd done this before. This was what she'd implied in that shack about her father going mad. Bending over, feeling her tits swing lightly out, Cori began licking her tongue gingerly over the tops of his boots. Maybe if she just cleaned the black leather around his shoe laces he would be pleased. Maybe he would just watch his daughter, unaware that Cori was trying to cheat.
But no. Uncle Jim was very observant. He let the girl tease her tongue around the laces for a minute. Then Cori felt his big paws grabbing her head, pushing it down hard against the side of his boot. Cori screamed, her lips flattening against the filthy shoe gutter. She could taste dirt and something vile easing into her mouth. It was making her sick, her belly rumbling while the sour bile began rising. She braced her hands on either side of his spread legs, fighting the hands pressing down on the back of her skull. Uncle Jim was laughing at her, rubbing her lips back and forth over his boots, then pushing her face down farther until her tongue was scraping the sides of his heels.
"That's it, baby, wash it down, lick my boots real clean. I wanna see that tongue workin' or I'm gonna crush that sweet little head of yours!"
Cori moaned as she did as she was told. There was little left for her, hearing Cindy's mouth busily working over her father's boots. She drew her tongue across the heel, twisting her head away for a moment and spitting out the mixture of filth and spit. She thought she was going to vomit when her uncle pushed her mouth up against the back of his heel. Cori could smell something like shit wafting up her nostrils. "That's good, real good. You cleaned me up real nice."
He let her go, throwing the teenager back into the dirt while Cindy knelt there, her hand over her mouth, her belly convulsing while she made gagging sounds.
"Stupid little slut!" he grunted, backhanding his daughter and sending her body rolling end over end down the long, low hill.
Cori was about to rush to her cousin's aid when she felt Uncle Jim's hand grab her shoulder and push her back. Sitting there in the filth, Cori twisted her head again and spat onto the ground. It was wretched he should do something like this to her and his own daughter. Drawing one hand across her mouth again, Cori watched him saunter back up to the house and grab something. Narrowing her eyes she could see it was a hose. For a moment she thought he was going to grab a garden hose leaning against the house and hit her with it. Her soft blue eyes hardened and she set her mouth in a tight line. She was going to be tortured again.
"No!"
The sound of her own voice startled even Cori as she crouched there, waiting for the next horror. Uncle Jim wasted no time, reaching back and twisting the nozzle.
"Oh!"
A blast of water smashed into Cori's ribcage. Opening her mouth in surprise, she fell backward into the mud, her ass sliding back and forth while her heels dug into the filth.
"No, don't… ohhhh!"
Cori glared at him. She summoned enough energy to spit in his direction. But the effort made the next blast of water catch her unaware. While trying to get up, Cori fell forward, feeling the blast of water catch her ankles, that force upending her. Cori fell heavily onto the mud with a sloppy sound, her tits jiggling while Uncle Jim played the steady stream back and forth on her slick body.
The girl tried to struggle to her feet again. But Uncle Jim liked her on the ground. He directed the stream at her crotch purposely. The water hit like a tiny little hammer on the girl's sensitive pussy flesh, opening her cuntlips and setting a lusty flash of fire on her clit. Cori was horrified, doubling up while her mouth opened wide. That erotic blast of pleasure nearly paralyzed her. She fell back onto the dirt, her hands braced slightly behind her ass while her thighs rippled and ridged from the delight coursing through her veins.
"No!"
Cori tried to deny the delight she felt, shaking her head while crawfishing back. When she couldn't get away from the water, the teenager rolled onto her belly, trying to hide her pussy from the strong stream. Her long blonde hair tangled around her neck, catching under her shoulders.
Then Uncle Jim shot the water straight up between her long thighs, laughing when he caught his niece hunching back at it.
"You dumb slut! You're all dumb sluts, but you take the cake." Cori gasped, her eyes wide with horror as her skin reddened under the watery attack. She turned around, her hands in front of her face as the water splashed mud into her eyes and mouth. In another moment, the girl was on her back, kicked over by Jim. It was becoming a muddy lake quickly around the young girl wallowing in the filth.
Sobbing, Cori felt the water blasting against her tits. Her nipples were driven downward into the tingly flesh of her tits. She could feel each big tit aching with arousal, matching the throbbing going through her pussy at the same time.
Cori's face twisted up into a mask of concentration as she tried pushing those horrid feelings to one side. Why was she experiencing those awful sensations between her legs? The shame of feeling herself crawling around like that and rutting right in front of her uncle made her want to die right then and there! When she tried rolling onto her belly once more, Uncle Jim slapped her hard, knocking her back into the mud.
"Uhhhhh!"
Cori felt the slime oozing around her ass and shoulder blades, the mud pushing into her shitter and cunt while Uncle Jim stepped around and shot more water into her cunt hole. The incredibly heavy rush of the stream on her clit and the sensitive flesh around it made the teenager hunch her hips up and down in a fucking movement.
"Yeah, all the same," Jim muttered, stepping back and laughing even harder when Cori covered her cunt with her hands.
He brought the stream up to her face, hitting her mouth and nostrils with it and nearly drowning Cori. The young girl coughed, twisting around, covering her face with both hands protectively and leaving her cunt unprotected.