"But, you are going to tear me apart with that thing!" Marlene screamed, finding it difficult to swallow.
Her nose was running and she sniffled as she sobbed. She thought she had arrived in the blazing heat of Hell.
Her sweat turned icy and changed odor. Her fear sweat had the scent of burned almonds. The smell of poison!
Melinda was not blinking and stared at her sister with the blank expression of a sleep-walker.
She had been frightened into a state of trauma. She wanted to look away but her neck would not move.
Melinda found that she wanted desperately to close her eyes, but her lids were frozen in open position.
Even when her eyes began to burn she could not make herself blink, and her knees trembled so hard that she could hardly stand.
She finally slumped to the floor and hugged her knees against her chest, and found that her eyes functioned normally once again.
But the little black haired girl still found that a morbid fascination would not allow her to look away.
Marlene was trying to imagine how far her inner cunt lips would have to open to take his purple glans.
His cock head looked to be the size of a doorknob. She feared he was attempting the impossible. Her fingers clutched the bed.
Her knuckles were all white, and her nipples were still sticking almost a full inch out from her tiny tits.
Bernard set the copper wires on the foot of the bed and removed his robe, being dramatic as it fell to the floor.
"Can't you help me, Mommy," Marlene pleaded as she looked at her mother cowering in the doorway.
"N—N—No," was Michele's weak reply, and she too slumped to the floor and stared at the wall without blinking.
Marlene winced as Bernard grabbed her right wrist and pulled her arm back hard over her pretty head.
He pulled her arm so hard that she thought her shoulder and her elbow would be pulled from their sockets.
Her head and shoulders were pressed back against the bed as he pulled her wrist tight against the bedpost.
The sadistic man then tied the copper wire around her slim, dainty wrist and the bed post at the same time.
It was obvious from his gruff manner that he didn't give a shit how much pain he caused the little virgin.
In fact, Marlene got the impression that the man liked it when she squealed with painful discomfort.
She could feel the Wire cutting into her flesh and she knew there would be red rings around her wrists long after the stringent bondage was removed. If it was removed. For all she knew the man would kill her. He was a raving lunatic, and there was no telling what he would do. Marlene had read about guys that went off their nut and killed their whole families but she never thought anything like that would happen in her household. She knew - Bernard was mean — but not this mean!
Marlene could tell without looking that the fingertips on her bound hand were turning a deep purple hue.
She could feel pins and needles in her fingertips - and then the little girl could feel nothing at all.
The wire was wrapped around her wrist so hard that the circulation of blood was completely shut off to her hand.
She felt her knuckles becoming increasingly stiff until they became frozen in a slightly bent position.
Bernard crossed the foot of of the bed — looking like a wild jungle cat circling his helpless prey!!!
His long cock was bouncing up and down as if it were attached to his loins by a tight-springed hinge.
The little girl tried to imagine that cock going all the way inside her — incredibly deep into her belly.
She was sure that he would tear her womb wide open so that she would die slowly of internal bleeding.
At best the little girl feared that he would render her unable to have babies with his ten inch rod.
Marlene had no idea just how elastic her pussy flesh was. She thought she had no chance of taking him inside.
But she found something strange happening inside her as her terror became sexual in nature. She became horny.
The little virgin could feel the blood rushing to her pussy flesh, making her cunt lips swell rapidly.
It seems that the little girl had inherited the gene that made her ebony haired mother a sex slave.
Marlene was surprised — but somewhat pleased — to find that the fear made her become hot and bothered.
She could feel her cunt getting wet, and she knew the natural lubrication would minimize her inevitable pain.
The man grabbed her other wrist, pulled it back over her head in the same manner, and bound it just as tightly.
She could feel her nipples burning and tingling with hominess. She could feel nothing in either of her hands.
Marlene wondered if it were possible the bondage and the pain were enhancing her physical desire for Bernard's cock.
She wondered if the terror the rape was causing could work as a catalyst for the craving inside her cunt.
Marlene wished all of a sudden that she was a sexually experienced as Melinda. She knew that she would be able to sort all of this out much better once she figured out what the fuck was going on.
Then Marlene realized that she didn't want to switch places with Melinda.
Her older sister looked in bad shape. At least Marlene could still blink and think. She decided to take the cheeriest possible outlook on the impending rape.
She told herself that she was going to spite Bernard. She was going to have even more fun than him during the fuck.
She was going to come so many times that it wouldn't seem like she was being punished at all.
It would see like she was being rewarded for her incestuous affair.
Once both of her hands were bound, Bernard moved to the foot of the bed and grabbed both of her ankles.
He pulled them grossly apart and tied the feet to the bed posts at the foot of the single bed.
By the time he was finished, the little virgin couldn't feel anything in her feet either.
The wires bit into her ankles, and they felt like they had drawn blood in a couple of spots, actually broken through the skin.
The bondage was so stringent that she was held immobile.
She couldn't move her arms and legs at all.
She was helpless.
And that was the way she wanted to feel.
"I've never done this before," she said with a whimper.
"Done what?"
"Had a man inside me."
"You are a virgin?"
"Uh huh."
Bernard placed his palms on his belly and laughed until his whole tremendous body shook.
There was nothing Bernard liked better than popping a cherry. He loved to hear little girls scream in pain.
He knew that Marlene would give out a loud cry of agony when he popped her cherry, and he was looking forward to it.
He could feel his cock shoot upward to slap him hard in the belly when he heard her hymen was intact.
The man wasted no time climbing on top of the little girl, and she could feel his cock pinned against her belly.
The base was touching her pubic patch and the tip was pinned over half way to her tits.
She tried to imagine her internal flesh stretching that far, but it was difficult.
He pressed the full weight of his upper torso against her chest so that she couldn't breathe at all.
He could feel her pebble-like nipples pressing hard against his hairy chest as he showered her face with kisses.
He found her mouth and the little girl knew there was no point in hiding her horniness any longer.
She shot her tongue outward, plunging it deep into her sadistic step-father's mouth, and he roiled his own over it.
He slobbered on her and she sucked noisily at the excess drools his saliva gland was secreting with his lust.