Chapter 13

Steve lay over my back and kept his cock in me until it finally shrank and slipped out. He stood up and pulled up his clothes. He didn't say anything as I pulled the ropes out from under the hay bale. I untied them from my legs and stood up. Once standing I looked down as Steve's cum along with the dog's cum dripped from my pussy and onto my legs. I looked at Steve and was about to tell him how much I loved him. Before I could say anything Steve remarked. "You little whore, your dripping cum everywhere. Get you ass down to the pond and wash yourself."

Hey I said, angry at the tone of voice and him calling me a whore. It's your fucking cum dripping out of my pussy. Yours and that fucking dog you had rape me. Now you are calling me a whore? I stormed out of the barn and headed for the pond.

At the pond, I stripped off all my clothes and jumped into the water. After a good rinsing I climbed out, put my clothes on and headed for home.

Entering the house, I headed straight for my room. I was mad and didn't feel like talking to anyone. Hey where are you going so fast? It was mom. I thought I would lie down for a while I said. Swimming has really tired me out. Ok, but do you want some lunch first? I said no and went into my room.

I heard Steve come into the house a few minutes later, and mom offered him lunch.

I lay on my bed, my vagina was sore and it hurt to touch it. That fucking brother of mine, I thought. One minute I'm a virgin and the next minute I'm a whore. He ties me up, helps a dog rape me, then makes me hot until I beg him to fuck me. Well just give me some time. I will get even I thought as I drifted off to sleep.

Chapter 14

The next thing I heard was my mother knocking on my door saying dinner was ready. Get up and come eat she said. When I got to the table. Mom, dad, and my brother were already sitting down and had started eating.

Wow, daddy said. Looks like swimming took a lot out of you. I was just tired I replied. I looked at my brother sitting across the table from me. He looked at me and laughed. You can say that again dad. You should have seen her at the pond. I swear she acted like a fish. I didn't know she like the water that much.

Steve was acting like all we had done was go to the pond and go swimming. He acted like nothing had happened between him and I.

Well you two just be careful when you are swimming and keep an eye on each other. I don't want either of you to drown, he said. Don't worry dad. Steve said. I will keep my eye on Sheila. I won't let drown, he said looking at me with a smirk on his face.

When dinner was over, I helped mom with the dishes. Then I told her that I was still tired and was going to go back to bed. She looked at me and ask if I felt ok. Yes, I'm ok, just tired and headed for my bedroom.

The next morning during breakfast daddy said he had some chores that he wanted Steve and I to do at the dairy barn. I felt sick at my stomach when I heard him. I was scared to go there with Steve again.

I'm going to take you and Steve with this powdered calf milk down to the barn. Steve the directions are on the bags. You need to mix some up like it says and feed each of the calves. You can help him Sheila. I will be down later. I need to go back to the feed store to get some of the medicines I forgot.

Daddy drove Steve and I down to the barn. He and Steve unloaded several bags of powder calf milk, then daddy left. Ok, Steve said, let's get the calves feed as he started getting the milk ready.

I watched as Steve fed the first calf the nipple bottle filled with the powdered milk that he had mixed up. The calf acted like it was starved and sucked the milk taking the calf only about three minutes to suck down the quart.

Steve would walk up to the stall and stick the nipple of the bottle through the bars. The calf would come over and suck the milk out of the nipple.

Now I thought, now I am going to get back at my brother. I went ahead of him a few stalls and took some rope off one of them. I tied the rope to one of the top bars and let the end hang down on the ground. Then I took another rope and tied it near the bottom bars and let the lose end dangle.

I walked back around the corner of the stalls to where Steve was finishing up with the fourth calf. There are only four more to go I said. I know Steve replied. You want to feed one he ask, holding out the bottle towards me. No, I don't think so I said. Not now anyway.

Steve stepped in front of the stall I had tied the ropes on. He didn't even notice them as he called to the calf. He just leaned up against the bars and held the bottle out for the calf.

I reached down with one hand and took hold of the top rope. Then I moved behind Steve to his other side. He didn't even notice that I had moved. Silently I looped the end of the rope over the bar twice. Then I stepped back and jerked the rope tight, moving at the same time to the corner of the stall. The rope was drawn up tight against Steve's back and pulled him tight against the bars. I quickly wrapped the end that I held around the corner post ant tied it tight.

Dropping the bottle, Steve cursed as the rope pulled him tightly against the bars. He was struggling to get lose as I grabbed the lower rope and tied it like I had the first one. Steve was pinned against the bars and couldn't get lose. He was mad and called me a whore again.

We will see who's the whore I said as I climbed into the pin with the calf. I walked over in front of Steve making sure to stay low enough that he couldn't reach me with his hands. I reached up and undid his pants and pulled them down to his knees. Then I grabbed his shorts and jerked them down.

What the fuck are you doing? He hollered. Are you fucking crazy? No, just getting even I said.

Steve's cock hung down like a limp noodle. I reached out and touched it with one hand. Stop that Steve said at once. If you want me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask. Oh I don't want you to fuck me Steve. You did that yesterday, remember? Again I reached out and took his cock in my hand. I wrapped my fingers around it. Why isn't it hard Steve? I asked. Trying to move my hand like I had seem him do when he was jacking-off.

I don't know he replied. Maybe this will help I said and I squeezed as hard as I could and twisted it at the same time. Steve let out a scream of pain. Oh did that hurt? Turning lose of his cock as I said it. Maybe this will help? I reached under his cock and wrapped both hands around his balls.

No don't begged Steve. Don't squeeze them. Why? Does it really hurt? Yes he answered. I looked up at Steve and slowly began to squeeze his nuts. Stop, stop, Sheila stoop, he cried. I squeezed harder and my brother started screaming. When I looked again, he had tears streaming down his cheeks. Real tears, just like I cried the day before.

Now you son-of-a-bitch, I said, now you know what it feels like to be humiliated and hurt by someone. Do you really like it I ask him. No, no I don't. I am so sorry for what I did yesterday, he said with a sobbing voice. I didn't mean to hurt you, I just got so excited and horny when I seen you in the tub.

Well let me tell you this Steve. Don't ever do that again without asking me first. Do you understand. Steve didn't answer right away so I gave his nuts a final hard as I could squeeze. He screamed as the tears started again. I understand he said. I have to ask you first. That's right. You have to ask me first.

I let go of his nuts and back away from him. I knew he was mad enough to kill me if he could get lose.

Now Steve, I said. I am going to make it up to you for hurting you. I want you to understand that I love you but you can't just hurt me whenever you want to.

With that I knelt down again in front of Steve. I could tell the way he tried to get away that he didn't trust me. I reached out and took his cock in two fingers. Then leaning forward I sucked his limp cock into my mouth. It felt funny since it was limp, but I sucked on it drawing it all the way into my mouth.

I heard my brother let out a soft moan, and his cock began to grow in my mouth. I ran my tongue around the head of it and it jumped to life. In less than three or four seconds, my brother's cock had doubled in size and length. I let it slip out of my mouth and looked at it. It stood straight out in front of him and was rock hard. I reached up and felt it with my fingers. Steve it sure feels stiff when it is hard I said. All Steve said was, Sheila, please suck it some more. I eased forward and his cock disappeared into my mouth. Steve was trying to thrust his hips back and forth but the rope limited his movements.

I bobbed my head up and down on his cock, while running my tongue over the head of it. Steve had started a constant moan as I sucked his cock. I wonder how long I can suck before he shots his cum, I thought to my self. It didn't take long for me to find out. I had only bobbed my head up and down three or four more times. Pausing when my head was up and just the head of his cock in my mouth. Pausing so I could suck and lick just the head of his penis. It was on one of these times that it felt like his cock head swelled a little. Before I could figure out why, Steve had shot a big wad of his cum into my mouth. It came out of his cock with such force and the fact that I was sucking hard, that it hit against the back of my throat. Out of reflex I swallowed, swallowing some of his cum. It was salty tasting and wanted to stick to the roof of my mouth. Before I could do anything, my brother had pumped another two or three wad of cum into my mouth.

I back up letting his cock slip from my mouth. I was gagging on his cum, trying to spit it out. Not that it tasted bad but because it had caused me to chock. I looked up and he still had cum shooting out his cock.

When I stopped choking, I stood up and looked at my brother. I sure wasn't expecting that I said. What the fuck you expect he said. You stupid whore you give someone a blow-job you are going to get his cum. That made me mad again. I had sucked my brother's cock to let him know that the hurt before was just to let him know he couldn't treat me like that. After hurting him I want to make him feel better. I thought sucking his cock would make him feel better. I told him this and he agreed that my sucking his cock had mad the hurt better.

I didn't believe him and was still mad that was when I looked down and saw the half full bottle of calf milk. I turned to look and the calf was in the back corner just standing there looking. I held the bottle up with the nipple towards the calf. The calf came forward slowly. After a few minutes of looking at me the calf came up and started sucking the nipple again. I kept backing up towards my brother letting the calf continue sucking. Then I held the nipple over my brother cock. I pulled the bottle away quickly and the calf looked around. The calf just stood there looking around. I squeezed some of the milk out of the nipple into my hand. I reached out and rubbed it all over my brother's cock. What are you doing now? He asks. Nothing I replied. But the calf had smelled the milk on my hand and now on my brother's cock. Without hesitation the calf reached forward and sucked my brother's cock into its mouth. My brother hollered when it did. My God his tongue fe els like sandpaper my brother said. Stop him Sheila.

I just stood up and looked. Yea like you stopped the dog, right? You fucking whore my brother shouted at me. Stop the fucking calf from sucking my cock. I could tell that the calf was truly hurting my brother as I stepped back through the stall bars. Taking my time I walked to the corner of the stall and slowly untied the bottom rope. This allowed my brother to back up enough to pull his cock out of the calf's mouth. I looked at his cock and it looked red and raw. I knew my brother wouldn't be using it for a while.

I reached up and untied the other rope. Before I let it go, I found the shortest way out of the barn. Prepared to run, I let the end drop and ran. I ran past the pond and to the house. When I got there I slowed down and caught my breath. I walked up the steps and sat down on the porch swing.

Mom was coming out to sit down too. Would you like some lemonade she ask. Yes mother I said.