Perverts 'R' Us

Strung Up Niece

By Dr. Gyno ( MM/F/g, 1st, fist, B/D, preg )

Chapter 1

The nipples on Cindy's firm growing tits hardened in the coolness of the night air and pushed into the front of the thin cotton nightgown she had been given to wear when all of her own clothing had been taken away. Although she was inside, it did little good as a light breeze rustled through the room's open door and seemed to circle her ankles at the bottom of the garment before spiraling up her legs to chill her small ass and cunt. Shivering from the cold kiss on the silky skin of her inner cunt lips, Cindy shuffled her feet closer together to close her pussy slit against the nip of the air. She wanted to turn - wanted to run - but there was no place close that she could get out from her uncle's harsh stare.

And where would she go? Her father had abandoned her there with her uncle Jack a man she new could be harsh and mean. And left there with him over something so silly and so small. Cindy almost whined a load as she stood and shivered before her uncle's desk.

After all, no boys had ever fucked her or even played with her cunt. The only finger to ever get into her pouting pussy had been her own, and that was the real trouble. Her father had walked in on her last night when the covers had been around here ankles along with her panties. The index finger of her left hand had been buried up her cunt-chute while the other hand played with here clit. And no matter how much she cried and begged him, he just wouldn't believe that this was only her second time and that she hadn't been fucking any of the boys at school. The next morning - only barely more than twelve hours ago - he had bundled her up and driven her to his brothers Jack's far up in the mountains away from her warm seaside home.

"Your father brought you up here because he knew that I and Aunt Molly knew how to correct the behavior of naughty little girls. We have one of our own - your cousin Sara - so we know how those little cunts get all juicy when they want some boy's cock. And when we were running the girl's school up on the hill, we didn't have any trouble keeping our young borders in line. I think we can handle one more naughty little girl as a favor to my brother. I think we can teach you a little restraint."

Cindy's heart had leaped at the mention of Sara, the one person in Jack's family she had enjoyed being around. But that had been several years ago, and when she was reminded of the dark castle-like mansion high above the back of the house, Cindy's hopes fell. She had been deathly afraid of the old school each time she had visited as a child, and even Sara stayed away as much as she could.

"Can I have some cloths, Uncle Jack?" Cindy whimpered. "I'm so cold standing here and I feel so naked."

His laugh was more like a bark. "Not as naked as when your father caught you playing with yourself!" He snapped at her. "And I bet not near as bare-ass naked as when you were letting the boys at school stuff their slimy pricks up your begging cunt! I bet you don't feel that naked right now!"

Tears slid from her eyes down across pink cheeks.

"I didn't let any boy touch me," she pleaded. "You have to believe that. No boy has … has ever done it to me!"

The chair creaked as he leaned back into it, the harsh features of his face twisting into a curious stare. His eyes traveled down the front of her gown, stopping for a few seconds on the bumps caused by the hardness of her cold nipples. Cindy's face burned with embarrassment.

"I might believe you," he began, "if I knew exactly what it was that you were doing to make your father mad."

"I…I was touching myself," Cindy said with a burning, red face.

"But surely it was more than that," her uncle accused. "Why would my brother be so mad about you just touching yourself? You must have been doing more for him to think you were probably fucking all the boys at school."

"I had my finger in it," Cindy admitted reluctantly.

"In what?" he shouted. "Was it in your ear? Was that what it was?"

"In my thing," Cindy choked, a chill of panic running down her spine from the sudden explosion from her uncle.

"You don't have a thing!" he barked back in reply. "You have a mouth; you have a cunt! Is that what you had your finger in - your cunt?"

Cindy nodded like a frightened bird.

"Then say it," he demanded. "Say you had your finger up your cunt!"

"I had my finger in my cunt!" Cindy shrieked, her mind confused by sudden flashes of fear.

"I still don't believe you," Jack growled.

"I don't believe you enough to call up your dad and tell him to come and get you. Maybe if you really want me to believe you that much, you better show me what you were doing."

Cindy couldn't believe what she had heard! "Show you?" She muttered in disbelief.

"Show me right now!" He demanded, leaning forward with both hands on the desk. "If you ever want me to call your father and tell him that you're ready to come home, you better pull up that gown right now and show me what you were doing!"

Almost as if they had a mind of their own, her hands dipped to the hem of the gown and raised it to her belly. One elbow caught the material and pinned it to her abdomen, and tiny sculptured pussy lips peeked out from the few faint golden cunt hairs crowning her pink slit. She glanced back up at him, wanting to beg him to let her stop, but his eyes were wild and on fire, and he looked like he would kill her if she tried to resist.

The tip of one finger touched her pussy's outer lips and tried to wiggle inside along the dry skin.

"Spread it open and play with your clit," he hissed at her. "That's how you were doing it, wasn't it?"

Cindy nodded quickly, trying to gulp down her fear. She was like a cornered doe with nowhere to run, and there was nothing she could do but obey. So, as he watched intently, her fingers spread the tender young pussy and exposed the inner lips.

"You said you had a finger inside," he accused. "Put a finger in your mouth to wet it then shove it up that little cunt hole. Show me exactly what you were doing!"

Cindy wet a forefinger on her tongue, and then slipped it slowly up her tight cuntal hole. It guided in an inch, tickling at her sensitive pussy walls, then struck in the virginal tightness.

"Play with your clit!" her uncle roared. Play with it like you were before. It'll get juicy enough to get your finger in. Play with it and finger-fuck your hole until you cum, or I'll beat you half to death and never call your father to come pick you up!"

Cindy wiggled her finger against the swollen, sensitive clit bud, and then crashed to her knees on the floor when her cunt quickly slickened and her entire finger drove inside the crazy tightness of her pussy hole. Grimacing at the fire that was growing in her belly, she roughly stroked a finger down her pussy slit while jamming another one back and forth into her small cunt hole.

Again she was rocked by a small explosion that sent cunt juices flowing into the palm of her hand, and, as she finger-fucked faster and harder, she collapsed to the rear and fell on her back. Her ass whipped up from the cold wood as her hips shoved her cunt harder into her hand, and a second finger desperately tried to get inside. But it was too tight; instead she cupped her other hand down hard and rolled her clit roughly with the base of her thumb. Lightning bolts of animal pleasure shot through her cunt and asshole began to flare with her nearing cum. Then her pussy exploded, filled her palms with cunt cream as she screamed, climaxed and slumped to the floor.

As reality and the feeling of the cold wooden floor intruded enough to bring Cindy back to her senses, she was dimly aware that someone else had entered the room. Her head rolled lazily to the side. Standing next to her were the legs of a boy who looked as big as a man. Suddenly Cindy realized that both hands were still on her naked cunt and one finger was still inside her hot, juicy channel. With a groan of intense shame, she rolled on her stomach and only then removed her hands from her pussy so she could pull the gown down to cover her bare ass. Whoever the stranger was, she hoped she would never have to face him again.

"When I heard her scream, I came to see what the excitement was all about," the stranger said in a voice that was, somehow, uncomfortably familiar to the mortified girl on the floor.

"Just showing me how she plays with her cunt," her uncle laughed. "I was just about to call you anyway, Bobby. She's ready for you to take back to her room."

"Bobby!" Cindy gasped.

It was her older cousin - Sara's brother - who had seen her slumped like a slut on the floor with her finger up her cunt!

Large, rough hands dragged her from behind until she stood with bowed head and blond hair falling across her face. She didn't attempt to push the strands aside because of the humiliation that she knew would show in her eyes.

"Listen close, Bobby," her uncle warned as Cindy was being turned back to the door. "That little pussy and ass she was playing with are virgin. We want them to stay that way. Do you understand?"

The man-boy who was pushing her out into the dimly lit hall merely grunted his reply, and then led her back near the front entrance of the house and up the stairs.

Cindy had never liked Bobby very much, even when they were kids. He was five years older than she and three years older than Sara and had stayed pretty much to himself when Cindy's family had been around. But now she needed him, needed his help and his explanation of what was going on.

A sudden ray of hope entered Cindy's mind. "Where's Sara?" she ask her older cousin.

Bobby stopped outside her doorway and glared down at the frightened girl like he had been surprised that she had asked about his sister. After thinking for a minute, he replied: "She's in the city visiting some family friends. She won't be back for a couple more days."

"Then where's Aunt Molly?" Cindy urged. "I want to talk to Aunt Molly!"

He shoved her inside the bedroom, then stepped after her and closed the door behind him.

"When Mother's ready to see you, then she'll do it and not a minute before," he said vaguely and took another step toward the trembling girl.

Cindy backed away from him toward the bed in the corner.

"I'm your cousin, Bobby," she whimpered. "You have to remember that!"

"I remember all about it," he said bitterly, his obsidian-like hair whipped with a jerk of his head. "I remember the time you and Sara teased me and asked me and teased me some more until I finally showed you my dick. Then you two little cunts laughed at it like it was the silliest thing that you had ever seen."

"We were just little kids then," Cindy whimpered. "We were giggling because we were so young and we were embarrassed.

"Well, you're not so little now," Bobby snarled. "I'm going to let you see it now, and I bet you don't laugh. "I'm going to stick it right up to your face so you can get a good look, and let's see who will do all the giggling now."

He grabbed her gown and twisted it upward. In trying to get away from him, Cindy lost her balance and fell, her body sliding out of the gown as she plummeted to the floor. Bobby threw down the gown, then lifted the dazed Cindy and tossed her roughly onto the bed.

"Your father told you I was a virgin!" Cindy wailed desperately. "He told you not to do it to me!"

Bobby's voice was cold and evil. "He said your cunt and ass was virgin and that I had to keep my dick out of them. He didn't say a damn thing about your mouth!"

Cindy gasped as the boy shoved his jeans to floor. He wore no underwear and his thick, heavy cock bounced rigidly before him as the denims were pulled past. His prick looked purple with rage and menacingly as big as a log to the eyes of the frightened girl. The only cock she had ever seen had been this one all those years before, but then it had been soft and tiny and hanging between a bashful boy's legs. Now his cock was monstrous, its head swollen like an apple at the end of its shaft. His prick seemed to peer at her through one slit of an eye that was already glistening with a drop of pre-cum.

He kicked his pants roughly aside and climbed on the bed after Cindy. She scooted back, scrambling into one corner as if to crawl up the wall to get away from the attacking boy-man. All the time her eyes stayed locked to the massive prick pointed at her like a gun.

Hands jerked Cindy's bare legs, pulling her naked body back toward the center of the mattress. Surprised, she couldn't keep her balance and slammed onto her back. Before she could even twist aside, Bobby had crawled up her body and planted a knee on each side of her waist. His knobby prick jutted up in the air less than a foot from her face.

Cindy squealed and tried to wiggle away. Bobby dropped his weight from his knees, and his naked, hairy ass drove down on to her stomach. It forced out all of her breath.

Noticing her face turn red with the effort to breath, Bobby laughed and said: "Now we understand each other. I'm going to sit on those little tits and feed you some cock!"

Cindy's eyes bulged as he moved up her body. At least she could breathe and she sucked in cool air through her gasping mouth. Then his prick was right in her face. Before she could close her lips, his cock rammed inside, pushing beyond her teeth and onto her tongue.

Cindy almost choked when his prick battered roughly at the back of her mouth. Then his cock was retreating and she tried to gulp down her fear. As a result, her lips closed tightly around the shaft of his cock as she tried to swallow.

"That's right, you little bitch!" Bobby growled. "Suck hard on the goddamn thing. Suck my fucking prick like a straw!"

She was too frightened to do anything else. His prick was already sliding in and out along her tongue so her mouth would never be virgin any more. Better to let him fuck there than to end up beaten to death.

If she only knew what to do with the mouthful of thick, rubbery prick flesh. Perhaps if she was still but kept her lips tightly around his cock as he pistoned the cylinder of fuck-meat along her tongue . . . maybe that would be enough. So she fought her fear and urge to throw up, and kept her mouth like a tight, little pussy hole for him to fuck.

His fucking prick shaft beat more quickly into her waiting mouth the more tightly she grasped with her lips. In his sexually crazed mind, her mouth was another cunt hole and her face was something to fuck.

He was on his knees now, fucking his dick into her mouth for all it was worth. Cock hair tickled her nose and the sac of his balls slapped against the underside of her chin each time he stroked in across her tongue. And, each time his prick slid back, only the massive crown at the end of the cock was clasped between her lips. Her saliva coated the skin of his prick and dribbled from the corners of Cindy's mouth as each cock-stroke filled her mouth completely and forced the saliva outside.

It was a thrashing, a beating, but with stiff, hard male fuck-flesh rather than with a wooden cane. There was nothing Cindy could do except stay where he had pinned her and submit to the fucking of her mouth. Even if she had been able to fight down the terror that had grown in her, she would never have been able to force the huge man-boy's prick from her face. He was raping her mouth, fucking her lips like they were those of a cunt.

He fucked on and on until her lips were sore and her jaws ached. If anything, he was fucking his prick into her even faster, even harder, and Cindy was afraid that he would jam his cock all the way down her thought on some of the more violent jabs.

Finally his thrust began to shorten and his breaths became louder and more ragged. His legs tensed and only loose skin slapped at her chin as his balls rose in their sac. In her mouth the entire prick shaft seemed to grow thicker. The knob at the end of his prick was unbelievably huge as he battered the opening of her throat.

She had no experience so Cindy didn't know for sure, but all of the changes and Bobby's hurried pace warned her that something was about to occur.

And finally it did. The entire length of his cock seemed to ripple. Then something thick wet and sticky splashed over the back of her tongue. She gagged immediately as some of the creamy wad began to slide down her throat. Before she could get that gagging under control, his fuck-pole pulsed again and shot another heavy load of male cum against the opening of her throat.

Bobby arched his back and roared, his voice cresting each time a gush of his fuck cream shot into Cindy's mouth. He shot again and again, until her mouth and throat were full of the stuff and cum was leaking over her cheeks and chin.

There was a musty smell and an acrid little taste but Cindy was to busy trying to breathe that she scarcely noticed those small things. It wasn't until Bobby finally groaned and rolled from her body onto the bed that she was even aware of her face. She flopped to her stomach and rubbed the male cum from her face onto the sheets of the bed. She even licked the material to get some of the jizz from her tongue.

During that time, Bobby rose and left the room. She heard him go but she didn't look. It was enough to be thankful that she was still alive. Now, if only she could get rid of the sick knot in her stomach.

Chapter 2

She had to get out of here, Cindy realized, when she awoke just a short time before dawn. Already, outside the window of her room, the eastern sky was beginning to fade to indigo then gray from velvety black of the west. She hadn't meant to sleep at all but her weariness in her body had betrayed her after the long day of fear, uncertainty and, finally, rape. Her jaws still hurt and her tongue and mouth still hurt. There was nothing to stop Bobby from doing it again. In fact, he had said something about doing it again. She had to run, fast before her captors woke up.

Something during the night while had slept, the small case with her cloths had been returned. She probably had Aunt Molly to thank for that. Uncle Jack had taken the case from her, and she couldn't imagine Bobby wanting anything but her naked with her cunt, mouth and asshole gaping for his prick.

Hurrying and casting a nervous glance toward the ever-lightening sky, Cindy threw off the gown and replaced it with a sweater and slacks. Rummaging thought the small case; she found a writing pad, envelope and the short stub of a pencil. She sat down at the desk beside the bed. Cindy jotted out a short letter to her father.

Dad:

Cindy

Actually, she hadn't made any plans with any friends. She hadn't had time. But she was sure that one of them would give her a place to stay. She folded the note into the envelope, and then tucked it away in her case. It was time to go.

There were no sounds about in the hallway except for the creaks of the old house, so Cindy scampered to the stairs and took them two at a time. The front door was near the base. She twisted the knob, finding it unlocked, and then stepped through onto the wooden front porch.

The early morning air bit at her cheeks, but the tears that it found were ones of happiness and relief. For the first time, she was sure that she would make it. Now freedom lay just a few hundred feet through the yard to the highway where she could catch a ride back to town.

Then a large showdown floated up before her at the bottom of the steps. "We were beginning to think you weren't going to come."

"Uncle Jack!" Cindy gasped.

"And your Cousin Bobby," he laughed evilly back at her. "We been waiting here most of the night expecting you to come, haven't we, Bobby?" The showdown turned, looked off to the side of the porch. "Bobby, check her bag and see if she's written out a note or something."

The case was jerked from her hand as the shadowy figure of her cousin stepped from the darkness by the end of the porch. In the day's first light she saw him open the bag, rummage though, then finally carry the envelope to his father. Cindy's heart fell and her whole insides seemed to burn.

"I didn't say anything about what happened," Cindy weakly explained. "I just told him I was going away."

"That's what I want to see," he hissed. "I didn't care about the rest of it."

"What do you mean?" Cindy moaned.

"When I show your father," he explained, "I want him to believe that you left here on you own. And all the time he's here figuring you're back in the city, you'll just be a half mile away up at the old school. He won't start looking for you for weeks. That will give us the time to show you just what smart-assed little girls like you really deserve."

Frightened, Cindy backed away from him, and then turned to run. But before she could get even a couple of feet, Bobby had tackled her and smothered her to the floor of the porch.

Her uncle called out instructions to his son: "Put her to sleep for a bit, Bobby, and let's get her on up to the school before day actually breaks. I don't want anyone driving by and seeing what's going on."

Bobby placed an either soaked rag over her face. Slowly she lost consciences and then she sprawled loosely and unconsciously on her back on the porch.

When Cindy awoke, it was to nakedness and pain. There was no need to open her eyes to know she was completely nude, her tits and cunt completely exposed. The slight chill over her entire body and the wafts of the air that puffed at her open pussy were enough to tell her that she had no cloths.

Her back rested - at least from her shoulders to her waist - on some type of covered table or platform, but her legs and arms were pulled high. Cold metal bit into her wrists and ankles, and tight bands gripped her upper arms and thighs. And, although her spine was braced, there was still enough weight on the bindings to make her shoulders and hips feel as if they were slowly being pulled out of joint.

Her eyes opened. A forest of chains rose from her body to the ceiling far overhead. Her arms and legs were held outward and upward like spread wings, and icy metal cuffs were locked tightly around wrists and ankles. But there were four other chains, and wide plastic bands, much like blood-pressure cuffs, were tightly strapped to her upper arms and thighs suspended much of her weight from the ceiling. Cindy wiggled, trying to relieve some of the ache.

Straining her neck upward to raise her head, Cindy shifted the weight on the small platform further onto her waist. It allowed her to look down the length of her body, and what she saw at her pussy mound shocked her and nearly scared her to death.

Some one had shaved her! The few hairs that had just started to grow around her pussy were gone.

Cindy whimpered and fought futilely against the chains, but the only thing she accomplished was to scrape her wrists and ankles on their cuffs and to make the pain in her shoulders and hips worse. Then, she sobbed in embarrassment as she imagined someone finding her like that. But, then no she cried even deeper at the thought that no one would and she might hang there in agony for the rest of her short life.

Bobby was at the far corner checking over gears and pulleys that controlled the chains that bound Cindy.

Jack was rummaging in a tall wooden cabinet bumped up against the stone on one side of the room. Finally he found what he sought and carried it into the center of the room to stand by Cindy.

A small, blue ceramic jar fell when his hand opened and landed heavily on Cindy's stomach. It was cold. The round bottom of the container seemed to sear a circle into Cindy's abdomen.

"And how do you like your accommodations, my dear?" he ask, and then laughed at her grimace. "I can guarantee you that there are a lot more places in this school that much more uncomfortable, darling niece. And if you don't learn pretty quick, you'll quite likely wake in some of them before this is through."

He reached down and stroked his fingers along both sides of Cindy's pussy slit where her cunt hairs had been but were no more.

"Maybe you noticed," he added, now dragging a fingertip through Cindy's gaping pussy slit, "Bobby shaved off your few pussy hairs because he knew how much I used to enjoy those little naked, pouting slits."

"Oh, please," Cindy moan. "Please don't. I've never been fucked before."

"Oh, but I will," he laughed, stepping around to stand between Cindy's spread-eagle legs. "You see, that's the whole idea, my little niece. The fact that you haven't had a prick in your cunt yet. Instead, you play with yourself. You stick your fingers up your fuck-hole and pour cunt juices all over your hands, then you think everything is all right and the way it should be. But it isn't all right. That cunt-hole of yours was built to have pricks stuffed in it, not your fingers. And since you've already been playing with yourself and pretending to fuck, I'm going to show you what the real thing actually is."

He lifted the ceramic jar from her belly, twisted it open and threw the top aside. His fingerers dipped inside, covered themselves with thick, clear KY jelly, then he wiped the lubricant along Cindy's slit from her clit to her asshole.

"I know, I know," he said as one fingertip began pressing at the tight opening of her fuck chute. "It's colder than hell, but don't worry - by the time my prick gets through with that little cunt it will be burning like fire."

Cindy squirmed against the chains, trying to retreat. But it was no use. Each time she gained an inch or two, her uncle would simply lift the chains on her legs and her ass would swing back into place.

"Oh, man, "he muttered as he slowly forced one index finger past the fluttering inner lips and into her cunt-hole. "This thing is tighter than a pair of shoes three times too small". Then his finger touched her cherry. "You really are a virgin aren't you?

Cindy sobbed as tears sprouted from her eyes. The finger jammed into her pussy seemed to burn the sensitive walls of the canal along the intruding length and hurt her hymen. The man's finger felt so big. She couldn't comprehend that he was going to jam something into her cunt-hole that was as big as the cock Bobby had pushed into her mouth the previous night. It was simply unbelievable!

Three times his fingers dipped into the jar, and three times they coated her young cunt slit and the fuck-hole lodged inside. Three times they danced over her sensitive clit and three times they finger fucked her cunt.

Then her Uncle Jack stepped back and stripped off his cloths before moving up to Cindy's side again.

"Look over here, you fucking little bitch," he cursed at her. "Look over here and see what you've been begging for."

Her head rolled to the side and her eyes bulged at the sight. Her uncle stood rubbing his greasy hands along a throbbing cock that was not only longer but thicker than the one that had fucked her mouth the night before. The knob on its end, with its evil-slitted eye, looked as big as her entire fist, and its shaft appeared to stretch out from his hard male body at least as far as a foot ruler would. Cindy gasped, and as the grease made his cock glint like a knife that would stab her, she remembered how much just his finger had burned in her cunt, and she moaned.

"Yesss," he hissed and shoved his glistening cock almost in her face. "It's what you've been wanting all along. I know why you let your father catch you finger-fucking your cunt - you wanted him to see how hot that little pussy was so he would fall in bed and bury his dick up your begging hole."

"No, no, no!" Cindy groaned.

"Yessss! And that s the reason you would finger-fuck yourself right in front of me in my office. You were holding those pink little lips apart and begging me to stick my throbbing dick up you hot little cunt-hole!"

"Noooo!" Cindy cried again.

His foot lashed out and kicked the small table out from under her and her entire weight crashed down on the chains around her arms and legs. Pain shot through her shoulders and hips almost blinded her with flashing lights. By the time she could see again, Uncle Jack was between her legs, aiming his greased cock at her cunt.

Lower her ass a couple of inches!" Jack screamed at his son, Bobby. "And raise her shoulders some. I want her to be able to look down and see a man's thick raging dick being forced into that hairless virgin fuck-hole! I want her to be able to see how much different it looks from a finger when a real man's fuck-pole tearing into her cunt!"

Cindy's ass jolted downward and her shoulders rose as Bobby adjusted the chains. Then the older man's hands caught the chains that bound Cindy's thighs and forced them even farther apart. That stretched open her poor young cunt until Cindy thought she would split.

Her eyes opened to search out the pain and, instead, found her uncle's greased prick shaft pushing the bulging crown of his cock up against her stretched pussy.

His prick pushed in and Cindy shrieked. She was sure that he had already torn her pussy apart. But when she glanced down, not even a half-inch of the prick head was inside her cunt. He shoved fiercely again, Jack pulling back on his hips as her body swayed on the free swinging chains. Then something popped!

Cindy's howl of agony echoed around the stone lined room. His entire cock head had breached her cuntal opening and ripping her virginity from her body. The cock head was now lodged inside the virgin girl. Jack cursed at the trouble it was taking to force his prick inside her.

Her screams were insane, echoing again and again around the room. Her eyes were like those of a terrified doe as they bulged and watched her uncle's ridged cock batter into her no longer virgin pussy. Scarlet blood flowed from her cunt and glistened brightly on his prick as he fucked his cock back and forth into her torn pussy. It was what she had feared about fucking all her young life - the pain, the blood and the feeling that it would never stop.

As the first fuck continued, Cindy's screams turned to moans and the pain in her pussy faded under the pressure of his ever-pounding prick. His prick had traveled about half it's length when it hit her cervix and was stopped. This brought a new scream from Cindy. Her Uncle Jack pounded the end of her fuck tube and bruising her cervix. Other sensations began to return. She was aware when he gowned and leaned forward to bite at her tits, leaving purple teeth marks around both of swollen nipples. Her Uncle was cursing unable to breach her cervix and fuck her womb. Now she could feel his swollen prick head riding tightly along her pussy's walls.

Her pussy now poured her own fuck juices into the mixture with the jelly, blood and her uncle's pre-cum. The combined fluids squished out with each of his thrusts and dribbled down onto her brown puckered asshole, then dripped to the floor under her suspended ass. Each time Jack pistoned his prick into the young cunt, the force would swing her a bit, causing the drippings sex froth to form a line six inches long on the stone floor. Almost a cup of blood had poured from her ripped cunt.

"Oh, shit!" Jack screamed. "You fucking little pussy is so tight it's squeezing my prick to pieces!"

Cindy now grunted with each of his violent thrust, and the sexual sounds seemed to spur his uncle on to even more powerful fucking. Each thrust hammed his prick into her cervix stopping with several inches of his long shaft still not buried in her cunt. The entire end of her cunt pit was now numb and feeling no pain. Cindy felt the tiny sparks of electricity and bit down on her lower lip to deny herself any sexual pleasure from this vicious family rape. Tensing her body against any pleasure caused her to tighten her cunt even harder against the plunging prick, and the squeezing fuck chute that was driving the older man wild clamped down even more. Cindy then realized she might become pregnant!

"Please don't come in me!!!" Cindy screamed. "I might become pregnant."

"When was our last period?" Jack asked.

"I had my first one on my eleventh birthday seven months ago and I just had one a week ago" Cindy pleaded.

"That's good you bitch I had planned on knocking you up as soon as possible" he shouted at her. "Squeeze down and milk my prick of its com! Make your pussy suck my cock! I'm coming! I'm coming!"

He plunged his cock hard against her cervix then she could feel his come rippling down the length of her cunt wall, before spitting out a thick wad of male cum right into her cervix and filling her womb with his sperm. His cock-shaft swelled again and exploded another blast of thick cream into her, then settled down and pumped easily and again until almost a half-cup of the sticky, white stuff was filling her cunt, womb and leaking out onto the floor.

Then he pushed on her ass and swung her away, her pussy still gaping from its first violent fuck.

Chapter 3

Cindy could scarcely believe what was happening to her. The first prick that had ever entered her young, virginal cunt was her own uncle's in a brutal and violent rape that may have left her pregnant with his child. It made no absolutely no sense to the tortured girl, but the pain in her cunt and the aches in her shoulders and hip joints told her it was true.

Cindy hadn't reckoned wit the sexual staying power of her lust-crazed uncle, nor with his lustful, sadistic imagination that drove him further in his abuse of a captured girl.

Her uncle and cousin - father and son - stood naked by one of the opposite walls and, while Cindy watched them, they checked out whips and strange equipment that she didn't recognize. The stuff hung from hooks attached to a wooden backboard mounted on a wall. A cabinet framed each side of the backboard. One of them was open, and Cindy could see that it was full of devices for which she couldn't even guess a use.

Both males stood slightly more than six feet tall with heavy black hair that crawled onto the back of their necks. Her uncle was immense. His arms were thick and muscular like those of a wrestler, and his chest was like a barrel of flesh. As he turned sideways to Cindy, his thick, semi-turgid prick arched from his narrow hips over heavy, hanging balls that were covered by a wild, raven patch of hair. His cock still dripped cum and was stained with her blood.

Bobby, on the other hand, was much slimmer. His chest, full but more compact, rose from a flat adolescent stomach to narrow shoulders that seamed an extension of his long, angular arms. His cock, too was partially hard and drooped over hanging balls but was not as bulky as his father's nor not nearly as long.

Although she was not tall just over 4 feet, Cindy had the beginnings of a full body, her tits were just breast nubs just starting to grow. Her hips were starting to take on the slight flare of maturity. Perhaps it was this strength of bone and muscle that saved her from permanent damage from the chains so far. Although the suspended weight of her body made her joints ache as they pulled, the bones had not separated and done major damage. If only this would end right now, might - in spite of her virginity being bloodily ripped from her and her cunt dripping blood. She could get out of what was happening relatively unscathed.

But her uncle and cousin apparently had other ideas, and the brief rest that she had managed came to an end as the old man walked back across to her with a partially swollen cock leading the way. Bobby was close behind and carrying a short buggy whip.

Jack wrapped one arm around her chest and back, and then lifted to remove the weight from the plastic cuffs. First one then the other of he cuffs went loose on her biceps, and her uncle rotated them halfway around her arms then they tightened.

Jack lowered her chest and took one step down next to her hips. Again his long, strong arm wrapped around her, this time around her hips as he lifted her weight off the cuffs on her thighs. Turning them halfway around from the first, he retightened them and dropped her heavily. Bouncing once, her body twisted until the clamps were turned toward the ceiling and she was looking straight at the floor.

The cuffs on her biceps were next to her ears, forcing her arms outward. The lower chains also were far enough apart to spread her thighs widely, and the metal cuffs and chains on her wrist and ankles further spread her extremities.

"Now we're going to teach you something about pleasing your master," Jack growled as he walked around to Cindy's head. He raised one hand toward his son, and then pointed his finger back toward her feet. Cindy heard the large boy chuckle as he shuffled out of sight.

Cindy's eyes were closed and she whished that she could close down her mind. Being naked was bad enough. Although embarrassing, if she had been unshackled, at least she could have covered her tits and ass with her hands. But with her hands chained, she could cover nothing and her breast buds were pointing toward the ground.

But it was the way her cunt was on display that humiliated her. With her thighs held wide and her body bowing under its own weight at her waist, her pussy literally gaped open with its tender inner lips blossoming pinkly still leaking his cum and her blood. With her ass-cheeks spread, Cindy knew that even her asshole was thrust up and uncovered, a tiny, puckered bud of brown skin laid bare for everyone to see.

The firm flesh of her uncle's bare stomach bumped into the top of Cindy's head, causing her entire body to sway slightly on the chains. At the same time, something hard and knobby punched high on her left cheek just a half-inch from her eye. Both eyes opened to search for the assailant and, although out of focus from being so close, Jack's thick cock was inescapable.

His prick rose from the thick, black patch of his groin, standing stiffy at a forty-five degree angle above heavy, hanging balls. Pushing up almost in one of Cindy's eyes, its knob looked as big as a boulder. Behind that large cock head lay a shaft that looked as thick as a log. His prick's sheer size, along with its closeness, made Cindy's stomach turn in fear.

"You're going to suck my cock now'" Jack hissed at the dangling girl. "You're going to lick it, and kiss it then suck it all the way down your throat just like you've been eating dick all your life."

"But I haven't!" Cindy cried. "I don't know how to do it and I'm scared!"

"You sucked Bobby's!"

"I didn't!" Cindy whined. "He fucked me in the mouth and I couldn't do anything! I don't know how to do anything. Please don't make me do that!"

"Well, you'll learn to cock-sucking pretty quick," her uncle threatened. "Bobby, show her what's going to happen every time she's not sucking my dick like a goddamn pro."

Something cut across her ass-cheeks like a sharp knife. It was the worst pain that she had ever felt in her life, and Cindy's mouth flew open in a shrieking scream. Her uncle jammed his raging prick deep into her open mouth and against the opening of her throat.

Cindy didn't know what to do. The enormous cock-shaft had caught her by surprise and she was fighting for all she was worth just to keep from choking at the sudden invasion. Her lips closed as she finally managed to swallow, but she was too petrified to make another move.

"Goddamn it girl!" Jack screamed, and slamming the heel of an open hand down on the back of Cindy's head. "I told you to suck that goddamn son-of-a bitch, not just hang there and hold it like it was somebody's hand. Beat her ass Bobby! Beat her ass until she knows she's gonna have to suck on my prick!'

Cindy tried to scream but the sound was smothered by the thick prick head. The buggy whip slashed down on her naked ass-cheeks again, cutting a line of fire completely across her ass. Then the whip fell again, this time just a bit below her waist where the moons of her ass were just beginning. Again and again, the buggy whip slashed down on the creamy skin of her ass until her tender flesh was a criss-cross of angry red lines. And the beating just went on without any hint that it would ever stop.

The cock in her mouth offered the only hint of salvation. If she could suck prick good enough to make her uncle come in her mouth, he might stop the savage beating her ass was taking.

She lifted her face, sliding her lips up the bulky shaft of his prick. Then not knowing what to do, she kept his cock's knobby tip in her mouth and began to suck.

"Goddamn it, you little cunt!" her uncle screamed angrily. "You ain't worth shit. That ain't good cock-sucking, you slimy good-for-nothing slut! Keep whipping her Bobby. Hit her pussy with it! Whip that goddamn cunt-hole until she wishes it was up here on her face!"

"Aaiieerghhh!" Cindy screamed around the cock head as Bobby turned the whip and slashed down the crack of her ass with the tip snapping violently against the tender flesh of her cunt. Again the whip cracked down, this time a bit lower, and the leather tip of the buggy whip popped painfully against the bud of her clit. Three more times the whip tore into her gaping, vulnerable cunt before there were a few seconds rest.

Her uncle's fingers snarled into her hair, yanking savagely and tearing out a few strands.

"This is what you do with your fuck-face you goddamn little cunt!" he screamed as he jerked her head back down by the hair. The cock slid rapidly along Cindy's tongue before crashing into the back of her mouth. Again he rammed her face back down on his prick. Then rapidly, he jerked his hands up and down, forcing Cindy's mouth to fuck back and forth on his cock.

The whip whistled down to her butt again, this time searing her puckered asshole with its fiery tip.

"Fuck my cock!" Jack yelled. "Fuck your face up and down on my prick and I'll tell him to stop tearing up your cunt!"

Cindy would do anything to stop the fire that erupted in her pussy and ass. Already her cunt felt wet, perhaps it was bleeding again, and she knew that she couldn't take much more of a beating right there. Her head jerked up, then rammed back down on the enormous prick. Up again, then crushing once more halfway down his cock-shaft.

"Her back, Bobby," her uncle called. "Leave her pussy alone and lash her back until she learns to keep her goddamn mouth closed like a cunt when she's sucking prick."

This time her shoulders were cut across by a thin, fiery line of pain. Then across the back of her ribs with the stinging tip of the lash curling around and painfully slapping the side of one tit. Cindy sucked fiercely trying to make her mouth as tight as possible around the pole-like prick-meat that was fucking her face.

"That's more like it," Jack growled, banging his fist into her left ear.

Cindy's head rang from the blow, but she was too frightened to even slow down with the mouth-pumping of his raging prick. Instead, she sucked down even further and bobbed her head even faster, hoping that he would soon shoot his thick, sticky cum into her mouth and end this ordeal.

"Drop that whip, Bobby," he called sadistically. "Put a rubber on your cock then get around to that wide-open pussy and jam your prick-meat up this little slut. She thought fingers in her cunt-hole was something - I want her to feel what two pricks feel like, one ramming far up her cunt-hole while the other fucks deep in her throat."

"Bobby anytime you fuck her in the cunt make sure you have a rubber on. I want to make sure that I am the one who knocks up this slut," Jack growled.

Then, lubricated only by here blood, the stiff prick of her cousin was stuffed crudely inside, causing her entire body to jerk in agony. But still the prick forced on, driven by the youthful strength of the huge boy. Finally his prick head crashed into her sore cervix, several inches of hard shaft were still outside her cunt.

"That's right!" Jack shouted. "Fuck into that beat-up young pussy! Screw into that goddamn cunt until this little whore knows a real dick from some little girly fingers!"

Bobby was only too eager to comply. He rammed his bulk cock deep inside Cindy's cunt-hole and forced it against the opening of her womb. There was nothing Cindy could do. Taking a cock-beating in her mouth from her uncle, she could only hang there with her pussy open for the prick-lashing from her cousin.

"Oh, fuck," Bobby moaned. "I can't get all by cock in her cunt it is even tighter than her mouth. I never knew that a pussy could squeeze this hard against my dick."

"It's almost virgin, you stupid nit," his father swore. "And if you think that cunt feels good, you should have been old enough to fuck while we were boarding young girls up here. Wait until you fuck that dick up some virgin cunt hole and the head of your dick goes into her womb. Then that virgin clasps so tightly on the head of your dick that your whole pick hurts. That's what tight is - just like a goddamn vise."

Cindy's cheeks flushed even more in embarrassment.

Her face stopped bobbing on the stiff rod of prick-meat, now slickened by her slobber. But Jack had an answer for that - he wadded his fist together and slammed it again into her left ear. As her head rang loudly, Cindy was afraid she was going to pass out.

"You goddamn little bitch!" he roared as her face began fucking on his dick again. "You think it's been tough taking my cock in your mouth, it's time for you to find out what it feels like all the way down your throat!"

Cindy tried to protest but it came out as a muffled sound. At her spread thighs, Bobby continued to fuck his hefty prick into her cunt and his prick's head was battering her cervix. Fresh blood was leaking out of Cindy's cunt onto the stone floor.

A large hand clasped around the base of Cindy's skull, pressure driving out from her shoulders forcing her neck to extend to its absolute maximum. Her mouth still held the thick prick-meat of her uncle with its bulbous prick head jammed against the opening of her throat.

Cindy whined loudly as the thick cock head pressed even harder at the back of here mouth. She wanted to scream. That the log-like male fuck-meat would choke her to death! But there was no way she could cry out, no way she could even beg him not to force his enormous cock into her throat. Suddenly all the pain in her cunt vanished. Now, her whole being was caught up in the life-or -death struggle to keep breathing as her uncle fucked his cock into her throat.

His hands sprawled strong fingers over the back of her head and pushed down, steadily, even harder. Deep into her mouth, his knobby cock head slowly edged into the opening of her throat, spreading it slightly as the first half-inch was pressured inside. Cindy snorted in a clipped breath though her nose as the blood pounded in her head from the insanity of trying to jam the outrageously big prick into the narrow channel of her throat.

But her uncle was determined to have his way. Harder and harder he pushed down on the back of Cindy's head. Another half-inch was stuffed inside. Already Cindy's throat was screaming from the imposable stretching pain. His hand pressed down even more.

Then it happened! Somehow, her throat opened. The entire prick head and an inch of his cock-shaft popped inside the confines of her throat. It felt as if she had swallowed her fist. And now that the thicker cock head had pioneered the way, the going was much easier for the dick-shaft.

Slowly, with continuing pressure down on the back of her head, Jack forced his entire prick into her mouth and throat. Fully half of the long length was tightly grasped in her gullet.

"Shit!" he groaned, his knees shaking a bit. "I've got my whole cock in her throat. My goddamn pubic hair is tickling her nose. It's so tight it hurts, Bobby! You better hurry and fuck up a good come.

Jack lifted her head, then forced it back down to ride the length of dick in her throat back and forth in the tight enclosure. At her ass, Bobby was now fucking fiercely, driving himself into a frenzy as his cock beat itself toward a blasting come.

Cindy forgot about air, forgot about pain. Somehow her body adjusted and provided for itself during the agony of the double-rape. All she wanted now was to avoid the pain and agony, and hope that someday it would end.

Both dicks swelled in their own fuck channels. Jack's was so distended and Cindy's throat so small that it was a tighter fuck than any cunt the older man had ever fucked.

Bobby, too, was near climax, his prick pistoning in and out of his cousin's nearly virgin cunt. His dick had also bulged, his prick head started to spit out cum.

Then both fuck-rods were blasting their sticky, white wads into her, Bobby's splashing into the end of his rubber. Jack's cum exploded from his jerking prick, slickening Cindy's gullet with jism clear to her stomach.

"Oh, shit, I'm blasting her cunt with my cum!" Bobby howled.

"Her goddamn throat is sucking my dick dry!" his father hissed in reply.

And Cindy continued to collect the sticky male cum in both of her ends, Jack's sliding thickly down her throat and into her stomach and Bobby's prick juice pooling up in the end of the condom.

And the pricks were still pulsing, adding more cum to the collection, when Cindy blacked out. The two rampaging male fuckers never noticed that the last of the fuck-strokes were into a unconscious girl.

After several minutes Cindy was beginning to stir. During this time Jack had turned Cindy back over on to her back and put the table under her back to support some of her weight.

"Bobby raise her legs about a foot and spread them out as wide as they will go," barked Jack. "I need to look down her cunt-chute."

Cindy's legs and ass rose as Bobby adjusted the chains.

Jack went over to a cabinet and retrieved a tray of equipment that he rolled over to her side. "I have to dilate her cervix if we want to fuck her womb, Jack told Bobby.

Jack then stepped between her legs and picked up a speculum and forced it in her cunt.

"Owwww, cried," Cindy at the painful insertion. The cold speculum was forced into her pussy. "Haven't we done enough for today?" pleaded Cindy.

"No my little bitch. We have to get you cervix opened up so I can fuck you up to your stomach. We just gave you a baby fuck the first time," screamed Jack.

Jack opened the speculum forcing another cry from Cindy. Then he picked up a long, slender instrument from a tray and after lubing it, inserted it into Cindy's wide open cunt-chute. Jack moved the round, tapered tip until he located the indentation in the center of the tight ring of muscle at the entrance to her womb. Slowly, Jack increased the pressure until the tapered end parted the opening and slipped inside.

Cindy groaned and squirmed under the pressure.

"What are you doing!?" Cindy asked, not sure whether it hurt or just felt strange.

"This is a little device I designed to open up your cervix." Jack smiled. Since my cock is longer than most you need to be able to take it deep. I think you'll find that will enhance our pleasure."

When the device had penetrated far enough into Cindy's womb, Jack withdrew the outer sleeve that covered the overlapping splines, each of which were attached along one edge to the elongated rubber bladder running through the center of the instrument.

Attaching the tube from a sphygmomanometer bulb (you know, the bulb from a blood pressure cuff) to the nipple in the exposed end of the cervix spreader, Jack started pumping.

Cindy's eyes grew enormous and her breath started coming in small gasps once more as the bladder, constrained along the length of the device by the splines and the constriction of her cervix, grew in diameter. The flat splines slid over each other as it expanded, to form an enlarging cylinder.

"Owwww!" Screamed Cindy. "Please take it out!"

Jack stopped expanding the cylinder at about half it intended size.

"I am going to stop expanding the dilator for now," said Jack. "Do not touch this thing or I will whip you with the buggy whip!" screamed Jack.

Jack pulled the speculum from her cunt-chute and taped the tubing and bulb to her leg to insure they stayed in place.

"Bobby lower her down and take off the chains," said Jack.

Bobby lowered Cindy down to the table and the both took off all the chains. Cindy passed out again as she was lowered down on to the table.

Chapter 4

When Cindy awoke, there was light streaming in the small window cut high in the stone wall of the room. She was sprawled nakedly on her back a top a narrow, rickety cot. One old blanket, colors faded and the edges tattered, lay at the foot of the bed. There was a small puddle of blood on the cot that had leaked out her cunt. She picked it up and wrapped it around her nakedness before looking around the room.

The heavy oak door was locked, its handle rattling in her hand when she gave it a try. There were no other entrances or exits that she could find, and the bottom edge of the tiny window was several feet out of reach. Even if she dragged the cot over, she would still not be able to look out.

The beating of the two cocks deep into her cunt had left her entire lower abdomen sore. The tube and bulb still hung from her cunt. A tightness in her bladder made her think about having to piss, but she dismissed the though when there was no toilet to be found.

Besides the locked door and small window, the gray stone walls of the prison cell that confined her were totally featureless and the bed was the only furniture in the room. There was nothing she could do but sit on the bed with the blanket wrapped around her to hide her nakedness.

As the sun climbed beyond her window, moving the small patch of light across the rock floor toward the outside wall, she tried ticking off the hours that ran slowly toward noon. It was about ten o'clock in the morning, she estimated, when the door was rattled from the outside.

It was Bobby. He unlocked the door and swung it aside, then stepped in carrying a ceramic mug as big as a vase.

"Drink this," he ordered, moving up next to the bed.

It held water. She took it and drained half of the liquid before trying to hand it back.

"All of it," he growled then he reached down and gave bulb attached to her cervix dilator a good hard slow squeeze.

Owww!" Cindy cried.

"Drink all of it" he growled.

Again she thought quickly and decided not to antagonize him. She tilted up the mug and gulped down the rest of the water. Taking the mug from her, he headed for the door. Struggling to keep the blanket around her, she rose from the bed to follow.

But it was too late. The door slammed in her face. Returning to the bed, she sat on it cross-legged with her stomach rumbling slightly from its heavy load of water. At least it had killed part of the hunger, she thought weakly, and settled down for another long wait.

It wasn't too long in coming. Again Bobby unlocked the door and entered with a full mug of water.

This time she tried to refuse him.

"You either drink it when I give it to you, or I'm going to knock the shit out of you. Then I'll go get a rope to tie you down and feed it to you through a funnel. You make up your mind, Cousin."

Her hand shook as she took the mug, forcing the water down. Her frightened eyes watching over the rim of the mug as she drank, and she could see the fire and sadistic glee in his face. She didn't know why the water was so important, but if that could keep him from beating her, she would drink a whole gallon. Once she finished the mug Bobby reached down again and squeezed the bulb sending more air into her cervix dilator. The pain in her abdomen continued to grow as the dilator grew bigger.

Throughout the rest of the morning and on into the afternoon, she got her chance. Bobby often returned with a full mug in his hand. After the forth time, her hunger had completely abated, but her stretched bladder and ever growing cervix had her in so much pain that she could no longer stand. She sat, squirming occasionally, as she waited for him.

Once again, the filled mug was in his hand.

"I can't drink any more of that!" Cindy exclaimed.

"You'll drink it one way or the other," he threatened. "Either the easy way or the hard way. You take your choice."

"But I've got to pee," she whined, taking the mug from his hand.

"You piss on this floor," he said, shaking a large fist at her, "and I'll bring in the buggy whip I had last night and I'll lash you until every inch of your body is bloody and red. This isn't any goddamn toilet!"

"But I have to pee," she whined. "I'm starting to hurt."

"Not as bad as you'll hurt if you don't keep it in," he vowed, catching the bottom of the mug with his fingers and forcing it toward her mouth. Cindy's lips opened and the liquid poured in, almost chocking her as both her stomach and bladder ached painfully.

But he stood over her and made her finish. Tears were streaming down her cheeks by the time she was through. Then he turned and left again and Cindy could do nothing but try to lie down to ease the pain. The dirty blanket slipped from her body as she turned, trying to find a comfortable spot, but she was too much in agony to even notice.

The next time the door opened she didn't even turn to look. When he scuffed up beside her and kicked the blanket up against the wall, she wearily opened her eyes to stare up at her cousin.

The first thing she noticed was that the mug wasn't there. All that Cindy knew was that her bladder was stretched so much that it made the entire lower part of her body ache tremendously.

"Come on," Bobby said, grabbing her closest arm roughly. He pulled her to her feet.

"Will you take me somewhere I can pee?" Cindy begged.

A perverted laugh was his answer. Then, after several seconds, her cousin replied: "Yeah, I'll take you some place you can pee. In fact you can piss just as much as you want when you get there. But you may find out that a full bladder isn't the worst thing in the world."

He dragged her from the room with a heavy hand tightly grasping her arm. Long corridors stretched before them and they made several turns until Cindy was completely confused about where they were. Finally, Bobby stopped them in front of one more heavy wooden door and he carefully unlocked it with one of the keys dangling from his belt. Cindy wanted to ask him what was going on, but the pain in her abdomen almost made her not care, just so long as she had a chance to drain her ever-growing flood of piss that was straining her bladder.

There was no toilet in the room as far as she could see as he forced her inside in front of him. The door clacked back into place behind them, but Cindy didn't care - her eyes flew over all of the equipment standing along the wall looking desperately for a toilet that she might have missed. There wasn't one! She twisted painfully back toward Bobby to see him pointing into the center of the room.

Glancing back, Cindy saw he was gesturing toward a metal box topped by a saddle-like contraption and the strait back of a chair. Thick leather straps hung from many of its parts. Cindy turned back to him only to be roughly shoved toward the equipment.

"Don't put me in there," she cried pitifully. "Take me to a toilet so I can pee. I'm about to wet all over myself, and it hurts so bad!"

"Get up there," he told her, pointing up toward the saddle. When she hesitated, he stepped toward her. "You crazy little bitch! Look in the front of the seat - you'll see a slot there. But not until I tell you to. You just hold it for a couple of minutes more."

It sounded strange to Cindy but, standing on tip-toes, she could see that there was a narrow shallow slot slightly forward of the seat at the beginning of the upward slant. It was an odd place to try to pee, and she was sure some of it would bounce back onto her pussy lips, but anything was better than trying to hold back the flood in her bladder for even one extra minute. The agony almost crippled her, and if she didn't get somewhere fast, she knew that she would lose control. Then the hot, yellow liquid would pour from her, down her legs and onto the floor. He had already sworn that he would beat her with the buggy whip if that happened.

Cindy painfully pulled herself up onto the box and lifted one leg over the saddle-like seat. She could see now that the small slot was lined with burnished metal and did indeed have a small drain in the back.

The back of one rough hand slapped across her left tit. She winced.

"I told you that you don't piss until I say it is okay," Bobby snarled at her.

Cindy clamped down her muscles to try to hold back the impending flood.

He buckled her down with so many straps that Cindy looked like she was wearing leather. Her ankles, thighs, chest, arms - all were bound so tightly that she couldn't move. The strip across her stomach pressed in sharply, adding even more pressure against her stretched bladder. Cindy didn't know how much longer she could hold the piss in.

Bobby walked back toward the door and threw a switch, just as Cindy's uncle walked in the door. He was dressed in pants so clinging the crotch literally bulged. By turning her head, Cindy could make out the imprint of his puffy prick coiled above his pouching balls.

"Are you sure she's tied down tightly?" he asked his son.

"She can't move a muscle, at least one that matters."

Jack stepped up on a footrest on the side of the contraption and leaned in to leer in Cindy's face. "You should just about be ready to piss all over yourself. Well, now's your chance, little girl. But I'm going to warn you - you better just let a little squirt that first time because you have surprise coming when you do. You may not want to be caught in a full-out piss."

The man laughed and stepped down from the equipment and clasped Cindy's naked body. Her pussy lips flared open and she could feel the chill of the metal where it touched the delicate blossoming flesh. But more than anything else she could feel the agony of her bladder, stretched and hurting so bad that she could scarcely believe it.

And then she screamed. She shrieked at the top of her voice as her pee spurted out and into the small metal channel. Suddenly her pussy felt as if it had caught on fire and every muscle of her body clamped tightly. She jolted against the straps but they held her completely immobile, locked into place with her cunt jammed against the metal plate.

Through the wetness of her piss, a strong electric current had flowed from the bottom of the channel up to her pussy just a fraction of an inch away. It felt like she had pushed a naked light bulb socket up against her moist cunt. It was only when her muscles had cut off her pee and most of the dribbles had dropped away that the intense current had left her body. And even then, with small drops of piss on her pussy lips, a light charge was jumping the intervening space to tingle her cunt.

"Nnnnooo!" she howled.

Although she was not being seriously shocked at the minute, the tingle of current that was flowing into her pussy was enough to make her want to escape.

Both males crowed in laughter as they watched the struggle of the tortured girl. It sounded to Cindy's ears like the mirth of hell's demons.

"Let me out!" she screamed. "I can't stand it! It's still shocking my cunt!"

Her uncle leered directly in her eyes.

"You've wanted to piss all day!" he roared. "Go ahead and get it over with! You know that it's going to leak out and just make it longer. Go ahead and piss and take your punishment!"

"Aaaaiiieeeee!" she screamed as another squirt of hot piss burst from her pee hole. Piss poured down on the exposed connection and made a pathway for all the current to flow up her cunt. Again it jolted her like she was being electrocuted. Her muscles turned like steel, and the shook violently until most of the wetness of her piss had dried up. Then the current trailed back to just a tingle pricking at her cunt.

She begged almost insanely. "Get me out of here!"

Her uncle screamed back a reply. "You don't mind when your cunt-fucking fingers are jammed up the hole! You don't mind when you're screwing your pussy with your hand, you little whore! Well, sit there and see what it really feels like to turn on that little cunt-slit of yours! Turn it on like a goddamn light bulb!"

Her body betrayed her and let another stream of piss erupt from her over-stretched bladder. Once again the shock of electricity slammed into her cunt, burning fiercely at the shaven little cunt slit. Another splash of hot, yellow liquid burst out before the current had even died down. Strapped down, there was nothing she could do but let the current course into her blazing cunt.

Pee boiled through her channel to burst out her piss hole and splatter all over the metal channel. Some of it was drained away but the flood that had been held too long bubbling back up against Cindy's hairless cunt.

Electrical current flowed, a river of power that shocked her entire groin. As her piss continued to spill back onto Cindy, much of it poured down the slope of the saddle to wash over the puckered brown hole of her ass. Whenever the warm, tingling piss went, the spark was sure to follow. Quickly her asshole was also quivering with electrical shock, flaring to take some of the hot pee inside. So the current reached the inner walls of her asshole, making them tense and burn as much as her cunt.

Her head lashed from side to side and the ripples of tense muscles flowed across her body. There wasn't enough current to kill her, or even hurt her permanently, but her body didn't seem to know. Her body acted like it was in the final throes.

It was no longer pain that battered her pussy. Rather it was the heat and intense tingling that drove her cunt out of control. The walls inside quivered, the tender inner lips pouted and her womb was contracting. Pussy juice gushed out her hole.

Cindy had never had a orgasm like that before. But her body, fooled by the intense stimulation, sought relief in any way that it could. Her cunt began to respond to the shock as if it was the thunderclap of sexual pleasure. Her pussy-hole gaped open and poured a deluge of lubricating juices all over the saddle. Her clit jangled with lighting bolts of explosive pleasure. Now, as much as she was trying to escape the electrical charge, her pussy was trying to jam into it, rubbing violently at the saddle to try to reach a final orgasm and bring the spasm to an end.

Long minutes Cindy was caught in it as her pisser and cunt-hole ran dry. And only then did the bridge between the connection and her pussy begin to weaken and cut down the electrical flow. It finally died to a trickle, just tingling at the tortured skin, but the exhausted girl would never know. With her last blasting come, her mind had finally had enough and dropped consciousness down to a deep black hole.

Chapter 5

Thankfully, they allowed her to rest, if two hours sprawled naked on her back on the cold stone floor could be called that. She whimpered and cried, not knowing whether the electrical torture was still going on or not.

Long minutes passed before she began to come out of it, her muscles and nerves quieting down from their over-stimulated phase. At first those nerves and muscles would no longer work, ignoring her mental commands from exhaustion, but slowly she began to reclaim her battered body. Flexing here, intentionally twitching there, she examined herself by working her muscles, and was surprised to find that nothing seemed to be permanently damaged.

Her cunt hurt from the cervix stretcher that was still installed. Her uncle had expanded it fully while she was passed out. Her cunt felt battered, but in a strange way it was also satisfied. It was as if she had been fucked by a dream sexual lover and his cock had plunged her cunt into ecstasy and completely satisfied all of its wants.

Her pussy lips, ass and inner thighs not only tingled from the dry piss and blood, they were also still sticky from the flood of her own cunt juices. Cindy didn't remember when that happened, but she recognized the clinging feel. She had used her fingers before to cause her pussy to gush, so there was no doubt what was sticking to her legs. Cindy was very thankful her pussy had finally stopped bleeding she was beginning to worry she might bleed to death.

Her arms tugged at the metal cuffs on her wrists but accomplishing nothing more than chafing her already torn skin.

As she lay there brooding, the room darkened. The window high in one wall had shown brightness earlier in the afternoon, but the sky beyond it was now turning a dull gray. Cindy knew that the day must be inching toward dusk. And that scared her even more than she had before. So far she had survived two nights in her uncle's control and she wasn't so sure that could last either. Already things were becoming more intense and threatening, and now she found herself chained to the floor rather than in the dirty, but softer and warmer, cot in the other room.

When the door opened, she expected that it would be Bobby, but it was her Uncle Jack standing alone.

He walked across to the naked girl and strapped a wide dog collar around her neck and attached a six-foot leash to the clasp. Only then did he unlock the chains.

Cindy started to rise, but he pushed her back to her hands and knees, telling her that if he had to walk her out like a dog so she could shit and piss, she might as well act like one on the way.

Cindy's face burned in humiliation - now he wasn't even treating her like a human being. Her face tucked down toward the floor to hide her redness from his eyes, and then he tugged at the collar as if trying to pull some bitch of a dog along.

Cindy had no option other than to follow him across the hard stone on her hands and knees. Thankfully it wasn't too far, only out the door and thirty feet down the dimly lit hall. He opened a door to the toilet for her, then kicked her on the bare ass with the side of his boot. She scrambled inside.

There was no lock on the door but at least she could shut it against him. He showed no inclination to throw it open and watch as she did her dirty work.

Sitting on the cold plastic seat of the toilet, she forced herself to piss and shit as much as she could, never knowing just when she might get another chance. The memory of her torturously distended bladder that afternoon was firmly burned into her mind and she didn't want to carry a single drop out of that small cubicle if she could help it.

Rising from the seat without flushing the toilet, she wanted to postpone the end to her freedom as much as she could. A small wash basin was along the wall so she wetted a cloth in the cold water and began to rinse down her legs, cunt and ass. It wasn't as good as a hot bath, but at least she felt cleaner after she was through. Then, knowing her uncle would burst in the door in a rage if she tried to delay much longer, she flushed the toilet and reached for the door.

It swung open in front of her. Jack filled the doorway with his bulk. Cindy glanced down to the floor to avoid his demanding eyes as his hand gathered up the loose end of her leash.

He didn't force her to the floor when he had her in the hall. When he started walking, she trailed along behind at the end of the strap.

His hand pointed away from the saddled contraption when they were back in the room and, for that, Cindy breathed a silent sigh of relief. But what he directed her to was, perhaps, just as confusing. It appeared to be similar to a bench for lifting weights but she knew that it would have different uses than that.

The bench was padded and covered in black vinyl, and it had four padded cuffs bolted to floor.

Her uncle made her lay on her back on the bench. His hands snapped the cuffs on her hands. Then adjusted the cuffs to pull her arms straight out to her sides.

"Owww," Cindy cried.

Her uncle went around to her head and barked, "Raise your feet over your head." Cindy raised her feet. Her uncle snapped on the other cuffs on her ankles. Jack then adjusted chains on her ankles to pull her feet over her head and spread her legs very wide.

Cindy wished she had something to cover herself. Her pussy and ass where exposed to the world.

Her uncle walked back around between her legs. "You should find this position to be very stimulating when I fuck you. With your legs pulled back behind your head I can get every inch of my cock up your cunt!" Jack said.

He then reached down and picked up the air pump connected to her cervix dilator and released the valve on the bulb letting the air hiss out or the expansion device.

"Thank you," Cindy cried "That thing was really hurting my insides."

Once all the air was bleed of he pulled the dilator out of her cunt with a load pop and dropped the device to the floor.

Rapidly Jack placed his hard cock against her vagina and drove six-inches of his hard cock into her cunt.

"Owww,' barked Cindy as the cock thrust into her near virginal passage.

With six inches of Jack's cock still outside her cunt, its head came up against the hard bump of her cervix. Fortunately for both of us, the dilator had stretched her cervix, so it was dilated and ready to be penetrated, but try as he might, there was no way to push his cock gently through the muscular ring.

Finally, on one desperate plunge, Jack pulled his cock all the way out and rammed his cock into her cunt as hard as he could. This time he pushed the head of his cock through the constriction of her cervix and banged against the end of her womb as his balls slapped the cheeks of her ass.

Cindy went rigid and shrieked in agony. Jack didn't dare pull out of her womb. Jack held as still as possible while Cindy's insides womb clasped onto his bloated cock, struggling to accommodate its girth. Sweat broke out on her grimacing face, but after a while she was able to relax a bit and her tortured muscles gradually stretched around her uncle's hard cock.

"Oooooooooh!" she cried

"Cindy I am going to start fucking you now!" Jack barked at her.

They both shivered at the sensation of the tight little ring of her cervix sliding off the tip of his cock head. This time, it took much less pressure to glide through the constrictive opening, and though Cindy grimaced a bit, she did not cry out. Once again his cock stretched the top of her womb as a beautiful grin crept across her features.

Jack gradually increased the speed of his thrusts until he was satisfied that she could take his cock easily.

Then Cindy said softly in his ear, "Fuck me, Uncle Jack!" Cindy could not understand were that had came from but she was starting to enjoy this fuck.

Those instructions seemed pretty clear, so, Jack began pistoning rapidly in and out of her gushing, grasping little pussy, slamming her into the bench as hard as he dared. Cindy moaned, groaned, shrieked and spasmed her way through six or seven more orgasms as Jack did his best to nail her to the bench, using every trick he knew to hold off his own culmination.

When Jack felt he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer, he unchained Cindy's hands and legs then gently pushed them toward her shoulders. Cindy was quite limber and Jack had no difficulty crossing her ankles behind her head. At first puzzled, Cindy soon caught on and helped her uncle out by dropping her arms to trap her legs behind her.

"Are you ready? I'm going really deep this time!" Jack roared.

She nodded and waited expectantly as he slowly pushed in as far as he could go, her hooded eyes going large and round as her uncle probed deeper than ever before. When Jack saw no signs of pain, however, he resumed his thrusting, reveling in the exquisite sensation of her cervix gobbling up first the head of his cock then several inches of his shaft before he collided with the spongy walls of her womb, then luxuriating to the feel of it sucking and nibbling at him on the outstroke.

Jack gradually increased his pace until he was once again pounding her fragile little pelvis into the bench, going deeper and deeper with each stroke as his cock swelled to unheard of dimensions. Cindy met every stroke and scrabbled at my waist with her hands, pulling me into her harder and harder. She thrashed and moaned beneath me as Jack plumbed depths that not few could ever reach. As Jack reached his peak, He plunged deep into her womb as his swollen member grew even larger before finally erupting like a geyser deep inside her spasming belly. The heat of my discharge sent Cindy over the edge and her hips circled my impaling shaft several times before jerking rapidly three or four times as she screamed her orgasm, her clasping muscles milking every drop of juice from my rapidly wilting member.

"That should have you knocked up higher than a kite!" Jack exclaimed then he collapsed on top Cindy. Jack laid there for several minutes with his cock still embedded in her cunt. Then Jack got up pulling his cock from her cunt. "Keep your legs above your head until I get back," Jack told Cindy. "I don't want any of my sperm leaking out," he said.

Cindy's cunt was starting to hurt now that she was coming down from her last orgasm. I can't believe it felt so good she thought no wonder everyone likes to fuck.

After a short period of time her uncle came back. "Stand up!" he barked.

Her uncle forced her over a different bench. This bench was padded and covered in red vinyl, and where the stands for weights would normally be two four by four hardwood boards had been erected. Their ends had been bolted to the floor and the rose almost five feet in height. On the outside, a single iron cuff was attached to each almost at their tops, with two matching cuffs near the bench. Beneath the lower set, tiny platforms barely big enough for one foot extended to the side. From the lower cuffs themselves, straps trailed out and connected to what looked like a leather belt.

Her uncle forced her over to the strange contraption, pointing out the small platforms and telling her to stand on them. Wishing she had even a small pair of panties to cover her ass, Cindy gulped back reluctance and stepped up.

His hands snapped the cuffs tightly around her ankles. Ignoring the straps on the lower cuffs, he reached up and snapped the iron closed over her wrists. Standing there, her feet were bound at the level of the bench and, as she stood, her hands were clamped near her breasts to the side of the wood.

Jack was moving around behind her, but she didn't know what he was doing until she heard the rustle of clothing being removed. Her own nakedness made her skin crawl, raising goose bumps all up and down her legs.

Then there was a metallic sound, as if small pieces of tin or aluminum were being shuffled together. Once he shouted in pain and muttered a curse, but she had no idea what caused his anger.

When he moved around in front of her, Cindy could scarcely believe her eyes. Her uncle was wearing nothing but what looked like tight men's briefs with little jagged pieces of metal sewed to the outside. All were pointed and looked sharp, tiny knives. And rising from the nest of metal, though a large padded hole in the groin, was a thick, raging cock that stood up angry and red. Cindy's mouth gasped as she watched him; it seamed like his rigid prick rose from pubic hair of sharp blades.

A hand on her shoulder forced her to hunker down before him, her naked ass almost touching the bench as he strapped the leather belt tightly around her waist. The leather thongs that attached it to the iron cuffs on her ankles were short, holding her down and not letting her raise her ass much more than twelve inches. Only by letting her bare ass-cheeks droop almost to the bench could she support part of her weight on her feet. It was a very delicate balance, but one Cindy thought she could keep without hurting her too much.

Jack walked off behind her to rummage around one table against the wall, then came back and sat straddled-legged on the bench to her rear. A cold sticky hand clamped onto her ass and some type of cream or jelly oozed over her skin.

She leaped against the cuffs and straps and her hips rode up a foot over the bench. A second handful of the goo clamped into her crack of her ass.

One thick, stubby finger crawled onto the bud of her asshole and poked against the wrinkled skin that closed tight in a ring. Eased by the mess of lubricant he had coated her with, the hard fingernail clawed briefly at her shitter then finally forced itself inside. It lodged there up to the first knuckle.

"Ooooouuucchhh," Cindy howled at the anal invasion. Never before had anything been jammed up her shit-hole and, although she knew it was just a finger, it felt like a big pole.

Cindy cried, struggling futily against the cuffs. Her wrists burned with stinging pain so she let go, collapsing back down and driving his finger clear up her ass.

He used the penetrating digit to grease down her asshole, both around the opening and inside the tight, musky channel. Cindy bucked against the restraints again, lifting her ass away from his hand. The finger slid out with a quick audible pop.

She eased back down only to find the stinging lash of his hand. Her ass-cheeks burned from the open-handed blow. She held herself up as he greased down his stiff prick, then slid onto his back on the bench. Her uncle scooted on the vinyl until his crotch was below her ass. The head of his slickened prick poked at the fleshy bridge between her cunt and her ass. Her pussy was still sore and leaking her blood and cum from the last fuck. She knew there was nothing she could do to keep him from fucking his cock back into there.

But it wasn't her cunt that the rigid, fleshy prick was after. Instead, it bumped its evil-slitted eye up against the brown flower of her ass. Cindy recoiled, forcing herself even higher. But her uncle just moved farther down until his cock rose immediately under her ass. There wasn't enough room! Although she trembled and struggled, Cindy's asshole was penetrated. The cock head greased, pushed aside the sphincter of her tight muscle and popped inside her shitter.

"Aaaiiieee!" Cindy screamed, feeling her asshole forced apart until he felt like her ass would split. "It's too big! It's too big to go in there!"

"I won't do a goddamn thing but lay here!" he snorted derisively, folding his hands behind his head so he could watch where his prick head rammed into her ass. "My cock ain't gonna go any further up your ass unless you make it stick in there."

A brief flash of hope shot through Cindy to fight against the penetrating pain in her ass. Slowly, however, she realized what his words meant and that her wish for relief was built on flowing sand. He didn't have to do a damn thing! Already her wrists were screaming in agony as the iron cuffs bit into the skin. She couldn't hold herself up much longer, and, when she did let go, it would be to slide down, jamming his enormous cock up her asshole until it was buried deep inside. There was no way to fight against the tearing of her wrists, either.

Her asshole muscles accommodated a bit, easing the pressure in her ass. But there was no way that her wrists could continue as the skin that covered them was slowly being peeled away. There was no way she could keep her arms from giving away.

Her body pressed down, her weight focused on the prick head in her ass. As more pressure settled there, the thick prick-shaft began to inch its way inside.

"Somebody, Help!" Cindy shrieked, almost out of her mind with the stretching pain.

She tried to haul her self back up but her wrists couldn't take any more. Inch by inch, she collapsed, her asshole forcing itself down on the cock-shaft to swallow up almost all of his prick.

Her voice cracked with the pain. "Aunt Molly! Help me!"

But her Aunt Molly didn't come and make her husband take his prick out of Cindy's shitter. Instead, Cindy had to tighten her arms against the clamps and haul herself up by her battered wrists. As she rose, her tight ass-ring gripped at the skin of the cock as she slid back toward the fleshy prick head. His cock was almost out of her ass when she found she could go no higher. The belt around her waist had locked on her hips, keeping her perched on the end of his prick.

"Oh, nnnooooo!" she cried, aware now that she could not escape the stretching pain in her asshole.

And her uncle just had to lie still on his back, enjoying the agony of the young girl.

Then, when the fire in her wrist demanded relief, her arms slackened and she began to settle down on the prick once more. The ramrod of hot cock parted her ass, tearing at the asshole, almost buried completely inside.

Bumping down the final inch, Cindy's ass-cheeks erupted in cutting pain. What felt like a thousand knives and needles were puncturing her flesh. Cindy jerked against the cuffs once more, quickly riding her spread ass up the penetrating prick until the bite of the jagged metal was gone. The twisted, sharp edges attached to his briefs had bit into the creamy flesh of her ass.

Escape from the slashing edges was brought with an unbearable abrasion to her raw wrists. They had supported and pulled her away from the slicing of her ass, but now they could not handle the pain. Although she struggled to stay aloft, her arms gave way.

The huge prick slid agonizingly back inside her asshole as her weight settled around it. It felt as if a telephone pole was corn-holing her, and the stretching pressure was almost driving her insane. With the attention on the cock fucking into her guts, she had forgotten completely about what lay beneath her ass-cheeks. As the final inch of the bulky prick was swallowed up inside her again, her weight rode down onto the cutting metal of his pants.

"Heeelllppp!" she screamed as the tiny blades sliced into the skin of her ass. Her body jolted, every muscle tensing, and her asshole rode back up his rock-hard prick.

Her uncle laughed evilly behind her. "That's the way to fuck your shitter up and down my cock! Now you know how to corn-hole your ass on a real man's prick. You just hunker over it and ram it up your ass, then bounce up and down! Fuck my dick, you little bitch. Corn-hole your fucking ass with my beautiful cock!"

And pain drove her to do exactly that. Each time she jerked her body upward, new and bigger fires tore through the skin and flesh of her wrists until the pain was more than she could stand. Each time she rescued her arms, it was to slide down the violating cock until the jagged pieces of metal on the outside of his briefs cut away at the skin of her hips. That set the whole cycle in motion again, and the only time she could bear the agony was when was actually sliding her asshole up and down his massive cock. At each end of those strokes waited the biting hell of tattered wrists or the holocaust of her cut-up ass-cheeks.

Caught between two unbearable options, her body began to relish the simpler pain of the reaming of her ass. As long as her asshole was moving up or down the thick flagpole of prick she was avoiding the two extremes of pure pain. It was as if corn-holing was relief - almost ecstasy itself - since it kept her away from what she knew she couldn't stand.

So her ass rose and fell, puckering and holding tightly onto her uncle's prick as he lay on the bench. The cock-shaft was now greased completely with the butter of her ass as her hips rose and fell even faster as she beat his cock into her guts. Only occasionally in her mindless moments did her butt fall or her wrists pull to far, and the searing agony that resulted only made her work her shitter even faster on his corn-holing cock.

"That's right." He groaned as his prick began to swell even more from the anal pleasure. Its head grew almost as big as a small apple, and the sides of the shaft literally bulged from the ass-fucking pleasure. His balls had crept toward his body until they jammed tightly against his groin, and he could feel the glow of his impending come start working up from the sac.

Cindy's body responded to the thickening as if it was more pleasure rather than stretching pain. That was what kept her away from the fire in her arms and her ass-cheeks, and her tortured figure needed to know no more - her asshole and her cunt joined feeling and pressed her toward an unnatural cum.

Then climax burst through for her uncle and his prick spouted like a Roman candle on the Forth of July. But the fireworks were his milky male cum blasting into her ass. As her body felt the hot jism splash around her ass, her come began to violently shake her body.

More and more of his cum juices rocketed into her guts, igniting a brushfire in her own ass and cunt. Her back and neck arched crazily, jamming the cuffs deep into her flesh. Her body plummeted to take all of the erupting cock. Her ass-cheeks ground down hard onto the patch of cutting blades. As she trembled furiously to force herself to the final crashing come, she wasn't aware of the rivulets of blood that leaked from her ass-cheeks and both of her wrists.

Chapter 6

Although she still hurt like hell, Cindy was amazed at how little actual damage had been done to her body during the past couple of days. When her Uncle Jack had released the iron cuffs on her arms after the ass-fucking, the skin on her wrists had been torn and the flesh beneath bruised heavily, but there didn't seem to be any permanent injury.

When she was completely free of the cuffs, Jack had turned her over the bench, washed the blood from her hips, and then spread a powder over her wounds that quickly closed up the tiny gashes.

Now, back in the stone room with the cot, she still lay on her stomach to escape the painful pressure, but she could at least walk and move around. Even the lash marks across her legs, waist and ass had faded to a slightly red hue.

As exhausted as she was, she ignored the dirty blanket and simply crashed naked onto her stomach atop the cot. The pressure of the blanket would have irritated the wounds on her ass-cheeks, anyway. After the sexual abuse she had already taken, someone seeing her naked ass wouldn't matter. She wondered whether anything would really matter that much anymore once she was away from here. If she ever got away from here, she corrected herself silently.

Darkness had fallen and the only light in the room came from an oil lamp flickering against the wall by the door and pouring black smoke up toward the ceiling.

Cindy glanced over to the window cut high in the stone, and said a small blessing for it. Noxious fumes from the small lantern would have only taken a couple of hours to choke her breath had not the window bled the rolling smoke out into the night.

Cindy hoped that she would be left alone for the rest of the night, but that wish was quickly blown away. Uncle Jack rattled the key in the door, then pushed it aside and strode into the room. Bobby, he told her, had joined his sister in the city visiting family friends so he would have her all to himself.

The bitter taste of bile rose in Cindy's mouth and uneasiness tightened her chest. Bobby had been a bully and the first to rape her - fucking his cock into her mouth - but still wasn't scared of him nearly as much as she was of the older man. She was lost and totally at his mercy. Now that he had pushed aside all restraints about fucking and abusing her, she had absolutely no idea how far he would go.

He led her out of her sanctuary and down halls that were slowly becoming familiar. Almost automatically she stepped in front of the heavy wooden door into the torture room he had used before.

There were all types of equipment she hadn't noticed before and Uncle Jack directed her to one of hem. More than anything it looked like a gynecologist's examining table with clamps for the feet where stirrups would normally be. There were straps hanging down from the side to bind down the body that would lie there, including one that was obviously for the neck. That, as much as anything, caused a deep chill to run down Cindy's spine. There was no way she wanted to be on the table. Once there, she would be completely at his mercy.

"No," Cindy exclaimed, turning from the contraption back toward her uncle. "Don't tie me up again where I can't move!"

The only answer she received was a fist slamming harshly into the pit of her stomach. The breath exploded from her lungs. She would have collapsed to the floor if he had not caught her, but it was only to twist her atop the torture table she had been trying to avoid.

Her body arched, but smashed a heavy forearm across her tender breast buds and drove her shoulders to the mat. Her legs were jerked upwards and slammed into the iron cuffs, and then he pushed roughly on her shoulders to scoot her down between the raising bars. It forced her ass slightly from the table and spread the lips of her pussy so wide that someone could see deep into her gaping cunt-hole.

The first strap he fastened was around her neck, pulling it so tightly that Cindy thought she would choke. At first she fought, ignoring the lewd spreading of her cunt to fight for what little air she could manage to drag in. Then, as he buckled the rest of her body down where she could not move even a fraction of an inch, she found that by relaxing, she could push air in and out of her lungs.

Now there was nothing she could do. Absolutely nothing to keep her fiendish uncle from doing whatever his lustful mind could imagine. Nothing.

"I see you've found the little trick," he laughed sarcastically and leaned in close to Cindy's nose. "That's good, because your cunt-hole has a little work to do and it's easier if the rest of you stays absolutely still. That way your little cunt-hole can keep its mind on its job."

"What do you mean?" Cindy squeaked, sounding small as much from her fright as from the strap around her neck.

"Why that little cunt is sitting up there so nice and pretty," he answered as he slapped his hand down painfully along her pussy slit. "But it still looks so tiny and teenaged, like it's never been fucked. We know better, don't we darling niece? My prick has been six inches in your womb and filled it full on my cum. So I think that little pussy hole is just pretending - I think it can stretch a lot bigger than that. A whole goddamn lot bigger so you don't hurt my prick each time I fuck you."

"What are you going to do?" Cindy cried. She struggled against the straps but managed to cut off her breath.

"We're going to see how big that cunt-hole can get," he chuckled in an evil voice. "I'm going to get my pussy-stretcher and we're going to stretch that fuck-hole big enough to swallow an elephant's dick!"

"Nnnnooo! Pleaaaa…aaaarrrgghh!" she screamed, and then strangled as the strap seemed to close around her neck.

White lights flashed blindingly in her eyes and her mind started to go numb. Only then, on the brink of unconsciousness, did she finally stop struggling and managed to get back her breath. And by that time, Uncle Jack had retrieved what he wanted from a cabinet along the wall and returned to stand behind her ass and up-thrust legs. He could look clear down into her pussy pit from there.

One of his fists held up an instrument. Two straps laced around his wrist held what looked like a narrow dildo pushed up to his clenched knuckles. The dildo appeared heavy, jutting out from the top of his fingers, but Cindy could see it was smaller around than either of the two cocks - Uncle Jack's or Bobby's - that she had been forced to take in both her pussy and mouth. Her uncle's had even been up her ass and the dildo had visibly less girth. She couldn't see how he planned to stretch her cunt with that.

With the dildo held out above Cindy's stomach, Jack's other hand moved up and grasped the shaft of the dildo tightly. His wrist and fingers turned and somehow the rubbery plastic rod seemed to grow bulkier.

"Did you notice that?" her uncle chided. "If not, just watch again."

Once more wrist and fingers rotated sharply, and now Cindy was positive that the dildo had grown bigger around. Another twist and the foot long artificial fuck-pole swelled even more.

"Your eyes got so big, child," he hissed as he turned the shaft until it was so thick that Cindy knew it would never fit in her cunt. In four of five quick turns, he had brought it back to the narrowness it had been when she had first seen it. "You see, my fine little niece, Cindy, when it's like this, the whole inside is coiled panels that rotate out to make it get thicker until the whole thing inside is hollow. You'll know first-hand how thick it becomes in just a few minutes. It'll be so big that you'll wish it was only an elephant dick that was fucking you!"

Jack inserted a squeeze bottle into her gaping hole and filled her cunt full of lubricating jelly. Then dipped the dildo and lined it up with her flowering cunt.

Cindy flinched at the coldness of the touch of the pink plastic as the tip of the artificial cock slowly wormed its way up her pussy. Fucking in easily on the jelly, the dildo felt like little more than a finger punching into her cunt-hole.

Jack pistoned his fist slowly, carefully at first not to slam the tip of the false prick against her cervix. The young girl strapped to the table thought it felt good sliding along the sensitive walls of her pussy.

Then, pulling the dildo halfway out, her uncle twisted the shaft and Cindy felt it grow inside her. But it wasn't as thick as her uncle's rampaging prick. He was still taking it easy, almost as if he wanted to please the young girl with a delicious artificial fuck.

With the next twist, the dildo was a size that Cindy now knew - as big as a man's erect cock, perhaps even a bit bigger than Bobby's. Her cunt now felt stuffed but, as long as he continued to fuck the thing in and out with care, it wasn't the least bit uncomfortable.

With another twist, the dildo was now larger and thicker than anything she had known. She felt the beginning of the stretching she dreaded.

"That's big enough," she moaned as Jack ground the false prick into her with a bit more force. "Don't make it any bigger."

Her plea was barely out of her mouth when her uncle turned the plastic prick again. Now Cindy groaned a silent thanks for the lubricating jelly that easing the cunt stuffing dildo's way. Even with the slipperiness, her pussy felt stretched to the hilt. She couldn't see how big he had made the dildo, but she was sure that it must have been all the way.

"Ouch!" she yelped. It had expanded again. Although it choked her, Cindy tried to lift her head to see just how big her uncle had made the false prick. All she could see was the lustful leer in Jack's eyes and he stared down at where the dildo shoved into her cunt.

"Nnnnnoooo!" she screamed, the cry bouncing off the stone walls of the room.

The dildo had burgeoned again, and the skin at the opening of her cunt-hole felt like it would tear. The remnants of her hymen had torn and was dripping blood. Her pussy no longer felt stuffed, it felt stretched all out of shape. And the shaft was moving in and out of her faster and faster, driven now with power by her uncle's enormous fist. And as it had expanded, the tip of the false cock had gaped open.

"You like that?" he hissed at her as he leaned over her stomach so she could see. His face was all twisted with lust, almost an animal's features now as he was excited by the pain of the girl. "Well, there's a lot more to go! It still gets wider, when it gets all the way open, I'll have a real surprise for your gaping cunt!"

"Aaaiiieeee!" Cindy shrieked as once again the dildo stretched her pussy almost beyond endurance. Now even the bones in her hips were being slowly pushed to the side. The pain was unbearable. "No more! No more!"

But there was more, and her uncle quickly showed her. It was a strain to turn the false prick again, but he managed to do so and it distended Cindy's pussy all out of shape. The pressure against her pubic bones finally was enough to spread them apart, and Cindy's cunt was as wide as it would have been in childbirth. The opening to her cunt-hole was starting to tear.

With one final difficult turn, the enormous cylinder in Cindy's cunt-hole was finally at its limit. Cindy didn't know that, but it wouldn't have mattered. Several clicks before, she had been pushed past her ability to bear the pain and her cunt was now the source of unbelievable agony.

She didn't notice when her uncle unsnapped the wristbands and shoved his large fist down thought the center of the astonishingly thick tube without touching the sides of the tube. And she didn't know that there was a clamp that he could throw at the top of the cylinder so that when he pulled it from her pussy the sides would open and fall free from around his arm. All she knew was that there was a sudden release of the tremendous stretching, but something that felt like a watermelon had been left inside her pussy to push it all out of shape. And then it moved.

"Oh, God!" Cindy gasped as the hard, massive lump in her cunt pulled back, then shoved farther in.

And even though some of the tearing pressure had been released, there was still something very hard and very thick sliding in and out of the opening of her fuck-hole. The whole thing felt like an elephant prick - just what he had threatened her with!

"What's happening!" she cried pitifully as the rock-like dido fucked her cunt. The opening up at her slit was ground painfully by a hard irregular shaft. "I don't understand what's happening to me. I don't know. I don't know!"

"You're getting fist-fucked, you little bitch!" Jack screamed at her. "I've got my whole fucking goddamn fist inside your cunt-hole and I'm giving you a fist-fuck you'll never forget!"

His fist! Cindy couldn't believe what she was hearing, or what she was feeling. Surely his whole fist wouldn't fit in her pussy! If it was, what she felt stretching the opening to her cunt-hole had to be his thick muscular wrist!

Cindy moaned deeply, muttering under her breath, trying to find some way to express her horror and shame. Her virgin cunt and womb had been fucked, breaking her cherry. Her mouth and even her throat had been jammed with hard prick shooting cum clear down to her stomach. Her asshole had been corn-holed. And now her uncle had his whole fist up inside her pussy, using his arm to fuck her.

She was unbelievably stretched, her entire cunt expanded all out of shape. No boy would ever want her again because his normal-sized prick would become lost in her gaping cunt-hole. She would have to use her mouth and asshole to please a boy. Tears curled out of her eyes to slide down her flushed cheeks.

And still her uncle ground his clenched hand into her fuck pit. Spittle leaked out one of the corners of his mouth as his teeth sparkled with saliva. It had been years since he had fist-fucked someone so young, and feeling his fingers slide tightly against the stretched, smooth cunt walls was enough to make him want to come.

At this point her uncle believed she was ready for the next part of the stretching. Slowly he pulled his fist out of her cunt-chute with out opening his hand. Jack released the straps from her chest and neck to allow her to watch the fist-fucking of her life.

Jack reapplied the greasy substance over his hand and up to his elbow, once again making a spear of my bunched fingers. With moderate resistance, and only a small moan from Cindy, his hand went right in to my wrist. Using two fingers, Jack inserted them into the partially opened ring of muscle that formed her cervix, and started separating, twisting, and stretching it to open more.

Soon, his other two fingers joined the other two. As her cervix spread and flexed, Cindy started to cry again and started to hump gently against his hand, rocking her hips about a half inch at a time as his hand sank deeper and deeper into this most private of openings. Her cervix flexed and nibbled at his knuckles as the back of my thumb hit its muscular ridge. Jack withdrew until he could straighten his thumb, then, folding it inside his other fingers, Jack reinserted his hand, stroking gently in time with Cindy's rocking pelvis. In a half-inch, out a quarter, in a half-inch, out a quarter-inch. Gradually, the mouth of Cindy's cervix chewed up and swallowed Jack's hand, allowing the last couple of inches to slide through to his wrist.

Cindy gasped and spasmed through her first climax when Jack spread and bent his fingers, making spider-crawling motions inside her womb with the tips of his digits. Carefully, Jack closed his fist and pulled. Slowly, ever so slowly, her cervix relinquished its hold on his fist as he tugged, making sure that it came out gradually, even when her cervix slipped past the knuckles and wanted to squeeze him the rest of the way out. Without letting the opening close, Jack pushed the closed fist back in. Cindy's eyes, were squeezed shut and her hands had a white-knuckled grip on the handles mounted on the bench for just that purpose. Jack did this several times, going a little faster each time, until her body relaxed and started to respond. When she had relaxed to the point where Jack could stroke smoothly in and out and she even pushed back to help, Jack stopped, and leaving his hand embedded to its deepest point, just two inches of his forearm remained outside her cunt.

Jack started twisted his fist inside her body sending shivers through her frame. Her uncle bent down and started using his mouth on her clitoris while giving her full strokes with his fist. Each time Jack withdrew to the point where his knuckles pulled at her pubic bone, Jack twisted and rubbed at the top of her tunnel, stimulating her G-spot while he nibbled and sucked at her clit. She watched between her erect breasts buds as his fist traveled the length of her tunnel, forcing its way through her dilated cervix and stretching her womb to the utmost. Like the last time, the visual image of his arm disappearing so far into her body combined with the sight of my fist moving within her sensitive tissues stimulated her as much as the physical sensation of his bony, clubbed hand bludgeoning its way into her most private depths

Faster and faster, Jack pummeled her womb, going deeper and deeper, until the widest part of his forearm, just below his elbow, stretched her abused and torn labia while the hard knuckles of his fist mugged and violated the tender flesh of her baby chamber. She cried, she wailed like a banshee, and with each thrust, her pelvis rose to meet his fist with greater and greater violence.

"Fuck me! Fist me!" she screamed, "Pound my insides! Make me cum!" And the thought of asking for such a fucking yesterday would have been so foreign. But now she needed to be fucked so hard.

As she rose higher and higher, cumming almost constantly, but never coming down far from the last peak, her body tightened like a bowstring. Her Uncle bit hard on her clit and started rotating his fist as he stroked, corkscrewing it in and out of her clinging, clenching cavity. Her pelvis rotated around his forearm in the opposite direction to his motion, intensifying the feeling of her guts churning to make room for the massive cudgel that pounded mercilessly into the sacred cradle of motherhood. As she neared the precipice, her torso from hips to shoulder shaking at about Richter 7.9, her uncle drove his fist as deep as it would go and suddenly opened his hand, straightening all five fingers to stab the interior of her spasming womb at five distinct points.

Cindy screamed silently, her hips slamming up and down against his forearm, her eyes rolling back in her head. Four, five, six times her buttocks slapped against the padded bench, bouncing into the air as Jack hung on for the ride, locked deep inside her by his extended fingers. Suddenly she was still and limp, her chest heaving as she struggled for oxygen.

Jack slowly pulled his hand from her flooded cavern, drawing shudders and spasms in its wake. Jack then stepped and drove his erect cock into her cunt and into her womb. His prick erupted, spurting milky cum into Cindy's womb. Then he collapsed on top her.

Chapter 7

Cindy was amazed at her pussy.

After he was through with her, Uncle Jack had thrown a bucket of cold water on her to wash away the sweat and greasy lubricant that covered her from waist to knees. It hadn't completely done the job of scouring her skin, but its chill was enough to shock Cindy and drag her back from the brink of unconsciousness. Then he unbuckled her and carried her back to her room with the cot. He dropped her onto the small bed, then turned and left the room without uttering a word.

Fist-fucked, Cindy wept to herself. Fist-fucking! Never had she dreamed that there was any such thing. Tears flowed freely as she touched her tortured body. Never would she believed any of this.

She drifted off into the deep sleep of exhaustion.

When she had awakened, a shaft of sunlight cutting diagonally into the room from the window, her pussy surprised her. Still half-asleep, she left her left hand brushed down to the sex hole that had caused her such worry. What she found there startled her awake.

Of course, her cunt was sore to the touch and the inner lips were swollen a bit, but the cunt-hole itself seemed little bigger than before this whole thing started. Her cunt must have shrunk back down after he dragged her back to her room. For when she had lain on the couch then, her pussy hole gaped open, with distended lips flapping, so much that she could run a finger into it with out touching flesh on any side. And her it was in the morning not a lot bigger than it had been when she was still a virgin. The leaking of blood and other stuff from her cunt had thankfully stopped. Cindy didn't understand it, but she had a breath of relief that she hadn't been ruined permanently for any other man.

Within an hour after Cindy's awakening, Jack brought her some food, a deep tin dish with the bottom covered by a tasteless thin gruel.

She ate eagerly, calming the hunger pangs in her stomach, and then washed the remnants down with the flat-tasting water he had given her in a plastic cup. When she was through, he led her into the hall and deeper into the bowels of the castle-like structure, and Cindy was afraid it was all about to start again.

But she was surprised again. They stopped in front of a heave door and, when she opened it and stepped through, she found an almost modern bathroom. There was no shower, or even a tub in truth, but what it did have in addition to the toilet and lavatory was one corner with a drain in the floor and a long rubber tube with a shower head on the end.

And there was soap. Wonderful, almost forgotten soap to wash away the sweat, tears, dirt, blood and cum of the past few days. Cindy twisted the handles, settling on a steaming spray to scald away the stain and shame of what had been done to her body. The heat of the water cut deeply, but she accepted it eagerly, until she finally stepped out, dried then wrapped the towel around her. Tucking it in so that it served as a toga, she stepped back into the hallway where her uncle awaited.

Cindy hoped that her string of pleasant surprises would continue. If only her Uncle Jack would let her return to her room, she could stretch out on the dirty cot and give her body a few more hours to heal. Already her pussy had shrunk down to the size it should be, her inner cunt-lips were still swollen and sore while the rest of her body ached in almost every muscle and joint. Just a few more hours, she thought, just give me a few more hours to heal.

But it wasn't to be. He was taking her back to her room.

Instead, he turned her down the hall into a new area of the castle. They again stopped at a heavy door and when she opened it and stepped through, she found the most modern bedroom with a huge bed. Her uncle led her to the bed.

Jack lay down on his back in the middle of the bed. "Cindy climb on top of me with your pussy over my mouth and start sucking my cock," Jack said.

Cindy climbed onto the bed then on top of her uncle. His cock was already starting to get hard and swollen. Jack started licking her cunt and after a couple of minutes Cindy was on the verge of cumming. Meanwhile Cindy had licked and sucked his cock until it had grown to the monstrous proportions that she had been raped with.

"Turn around and climb on my cock. I want you to take it to the root, Jack barked.

Cindy turned around and was unsure what to do. She was sitting on his legs with his cock sticking up several inches above her belly button.

"Raise your ass up then put the head of my cock in your cunt then setback down" Jack said.

She then rose up enough to get the head of his cock lineup with her cunt. "How had this humongous cock ever fit in her cunt?" Cindy thought. Then she slowly lowered herself down. There were small pricks of pain as her cunt-chute swallowed the cock. The huge head of his cock hit her cervix with at least seven inches of his cock still outside her cunt.

"That is enough for now, just start fucking me slowly," Jack said.

Cindy started fucking the huge cock into her pussy. After the first few strokes she was starting to feel the building of her first orgasm.

"Take the whole thing on the next down stroke," her uncle barked.

Afraid of what might happen if she disobeyed her uncle but also afraid of the pain of opening her cervix and taking the last seven inches of cock into her womb. Cindy had only one choice and when she had lifted her self up and only the head of his cock was still in her cunt, she drove her pussy down hard onto his cock. When the cock head hit her cervix it stopped his cock for a brief second then opened and allowed the rest of his cock to drive into her womb.

"Ooohhh," Cindy cried.

"Just sit on it for a couple minutes and get use to it again," Jack said.

Jack then told her she would be fucking her at least two times each day until she was pregnant. He also told her she would get much better accommodations if she cooperated. Cindy mind was so confused, her pussy had stopped hurting and she could tell it would not be long until she would have an orgasm. Should she become an active participant in the daily rapes of her pussy and what would happen when she was pregnant? Brought back to reality Jack rolled her onto her back with his cock still fully inside her womb.

Her uncle then pushed her legs above her head to get her into a position for a deep hard fuck of her young cunt. Jack then started to slowly pull his cock out of her cunt, the ring of her cervix made a popping sound as he pulled out past it only to drive back thought the cervical muscle into her womb. This time there was no pain just a incredible spark of pleasure.

"Fuck me! Fuck me!" she screamed, Make me cum!" Cindy's cunt took over and was now asking to be fucked hard.

As she had her first orgasm she never relaxed and was cumming almost constantly. Her Uncle drove his cock hard into her cunt-chute each stroke. Her womb and pussy was clenching on his hard cock.

Jacks cock suddenly swelled even larger then shoot his cum into her womb.

"Aaahhh," Jack screamed as he came.

"Yessss!" Cindy screamed as Jacks cum boiled her womb into her last cum.

Jack stayed on top of her as his prick softened, and then slowly pulled out. His prick was dripping his and her fluids.

"Keep your cunt raised, I don't want any of my sperm to leak out," Jack barked. "I can tell you are starting to enjoy the hard fucking, that will make your stay here much easier.

Jack went over to a dresser and retrieved a odd looking plastic cock. It was about 10 inches long with two air puffers hanging from the end.

"This will keep my cum from leaking out," Jack said "You will wear this dildo a lot the next couple of weeks."

Her uncle then pushed the dildo into her pussy and into her womb. The dildo had two bellows one at the base to keep the dildo inside her pussy and the other one to keep her cervix stretched open and to seal the sperm inside. He then pulled the outer air puffer until the dildo was sealed tightly in her cunt then he pumped the inter chamber puffer and sealed her cervix. This caused a little discomfort in her womb.

"The inter bellows will push all the sperm in your womb out through your fallopian tubes. This will relieve the pressure in your baby maker in a few minutes. A few more hard fucks and I can guarantee you will be one knocked up little girl," Jack said.

Jack directed her back out into the hall. There were halls upon halls, twist and turns Cindy hadn't remembered. And there was one long stone stairway that seemed to lead her further into the depths of the mansion rather than to a doorway to escape outside. Although it was still morning, the new lower level where they walked seemed darker. More than anything, it reminded Cindy of the film set for an old Dracula movie, and for once, Cindy was glad her uncle was with her.

At the end of the dim walkway, an open door way arched ten feet off the floor and was wide enough for four people to walk through side by side. Cindy was awed by its size and she looked up and around at it as she passed by. Then turning her eyes back toward the front, she could see there would be no escape. In fact, if she could believe her eyes, things might have just taken a turn for the worse.

It was a large area, at least four times the size of either her room or the torture room upstairs. The equipment in it also seemed to have grown in proportion. While the saddle-like contraption upstairs had been the biggest thing in the upper room, it would have almost been lost among the looming devices that threatened here.

And some of them Cindy could recognize-again from old movies about witches and the Inquisition. To one side were a full-blown stocks, such as the Pilgrims had once used to mete out punishment. On one of the walls was what could only be an old rack to be used in stretching a poor victim's limbs. Just the sight of that was enough to petrify Cindy.

Jack led her over to the rack and motioned for her to get up on the table. The table of the rack was very heavy constructed out of rough oak. Cindy climbed onto the table and lay on her back. Her uncle attached a padded leather cuff to each of her ankles. Then he went to her head and attached two more cuffs to her wrists. Cindy was so mall compared to the table at least two feet of table extended past her feet and head.

"This will limber you up," Jack barked. Her uncle then started tuning a one of huge wheels on the side of the table. The chains tighten up until she could not move. To Cindy's relief Jack stopped tightening. He then went to the other huge wheel and started turning it. The table then started to split at her waist and opened in a V shape. As the table opened Cindy legs were opened in to a split position.

Owwww," Cindy cried as her uncle spread her legs further than they had ever been spread.

"By the time I am done your legs will be spread out strait in a perfect splits," Jack barked. He continued to stair ear her naked body and watched the skin pull tight and beads of sweat break out across the tops of her tits.

Her uncle continued turning the huge wheel until Cindy thought her legs where going to pop out of the sockets. He finally stopped when her legs where about 140 degrees apart. "You will be spending a lot of time on this table it looks like," he said.

Once, when her limbs were pulled severely and the skin taut over her entire body, he leaned over and ran the tip of his tongue all along her ridged body from the breast buds to her tender pussy.

But he hadn't tarried long. Very soon after that, he turned the crank further forcing her legs even further apart.

"Ohhhhwww'" Cindy cried.

Her uncle then turned out the lights and left the dungeon.

Chapter 8

Now she lay there in the dark, the force of the stretching was on her tendons and joints in her legs as they were continually pulled. Her wrists and ankles ached. After some time the pain had eased as her tendons had stretched. The occasional creaks of the old equipment there in the room had first frightened her until she realized that it was just old wood reacting to the slight changes in temperature. After slowly getting her nerves back in check, she heard the tiny scratching. There was something alive in the room with her!

"Please!" she screamed. "Let me free! There's something in here with me!" Her head twisted to look at the door, but both the darkness and the wrenched shoulder kept her from seeing. Then the scratching came again and this time it seamed even closer. Her panicking mind roamed through the possibilities from mice to dragons and she could find nothing that wasn't petrifying. She lay completely defenseless. Even the smallest mouse could sink its razor-like teeth into her skin and feast on her stomach or face and there was absolutely nothing that Cindy could do about it.

"Heeeelllppp!" she shrieked at the top of her voice. "Somebody, please!"

The sounds came again, but now they were both closer and farther away. There were two, then three! As she listened, the tiny scratching seemed to spread throughout the room. Now she was sure they were mice or rats and they sounded like they were coming in herds!

Then one set of the faint scratches seemed to come from the bottom of the rack. And, as her mind focused sharply, she listened as the small claws slowly crept up from the floor.

Her screams exploded when something sharp touched the sole of one foot. Her body thrashed, but there was no way she could withdraw the foot from whatever was there. But it did apparently turn from her violent movements because she felt stiff fur rub along the skin.

"No, no, no!" she cried.

Then the heavy door banged open and a stream of light cut through the darkness. Everywhere, it seemed, there was scrambling as tiny feet scurried to get away from the brightness.

"What's happening in here?" a feminine voice rolled through the room. "What's all the screaming about?"

Cindy's heart leaped. It wasn't Uncle Jack or Bobby coming back to torture and torment her.

"Oh, help me," Cindy cried. "Those things were starting to crawl all over me!'

"There was nothing but a few small mice."

It was her Aunt Molly who finally looked down and searched Cindy's face.

"Oh, Aunt Molly!" Cindy whimpered. "I'm so glad that it's you. I've been up here for days."

"You've been on this thing for days?" Molly quizzed, disbelief marked her eyes.

No, no," Cindy breathed. "He just put me on this not too long ago. I've been at this school for days, ever since I was supposed to have run away!"

"You say 'he' tied you to this thing," Aunt Molly questioned. "Who is 'he'?"

Cindy gulped. She didn't want to try to explain to her aunt that it was her husband that was torturing her. But surely Aunt Molly would already suspect it. Who could it have been if it was not Aunt Molly's husband or son? So, reluctantly, she began to explain.

By the time she had finished, she had told her Aunt Molly everything that had been done to her by Uncle Jack and Cousin Bobby. Cindy realized that, even in the telling, it seemed so weird and unbelievable. But the living proof was Cindy herself, still stretched out naked on the medieval torture instrument with a dildo stuffed in her cunt.

Molly just stared down at her when Cindy had stopped speaking. Her Aunt's dark-brown eyes flowed from Cindy's tear-stained face, down over her exposed tits and finally to the tender young pussy exposed by her widely spread legs. Cindy was sure Aunt Molly was having trouble believing all of it, but surely she realized that Cindy could not have tied herself in the rack.

Finally the older woman spoke as one of her hands touched the crank at the side of the torture instrument. "Did you say this is what he used to tighten the ropes stretching your body? Is this what will have to be turned the other way to set you free?"

Cindy eagerly nodded, so choked up with relief. As she watched, her aunt began to turn the crank.

"No!" Cindy yelped. "You're turning it the wrong way!"

"You mean that's making it stretch that much further," her aunt asked in a calm voice. "It's the other way that lets you free, then?"

Again Cindy nodded sharply. Just that one extra turn had seemed to double the pain in her hips. Her aunt's hand moved again on the controlling crank and Cindy shrieked in agony. She had turned it again in the wrong direction again!

"Noooo!" Cindy wailed. "That's the wrong way. You're making it hurt even more!"

""And just what else do you expect, you little bitch?" Aunt Molly scowled down at her. "You bring your little teenage cunt in here and tempt my husband and son. You think that just because you're young you can flirt that little ass of yours around, tempting everyone, and still nobody will do anything about it. Well, you're wrong. Jack and I have had all the experience we need teaching young cunts like you that if you shake your tits and ass at someone, then you've invited them to fuck you every way possible! When we were running the boarding school, we taught a lot of your sinful sisters in flesh that they weren't the ones to decide who can and who can't fuck those little holes they run around advertising."

Aunt Molly took a breath.

"And Jack told me what your father had said - All about you sticking your fingers up your pussy and playing with it like it was a toy. If you didn't want it used, then you should have kept your finger out of it. You announced to everyone that you liked sex for your body. And we're going to see that you know what that means - already Jack and Bobby have fucked you a bunch of ways, but you're just getting started. Now it's my time to have a bit of fun!"

"No, Aunt Polly!" Cindy cried. "No! You were supposed to set me free!"

The older woman laughed, frightening Cindy.

"Now it s time for a little girl talk," Molly said "When was your last period and how long have you been having them?"

"I had my first one on my eleventh birthday seven months ago and I had one a week before I got here," Cindy said.

"Has Jack been fucking you in your uterus?" her Aunt asked.

"Yes and he even fisted it yesterday," Cindy cried.

"That's good that will get you in shape to have a baby," Molly replied.

Her aunt then bent down and grabbed hold of the dildo in Cindy's cunt and pulled it out. The dildo hurt as it pooped through the ring of her cunt mouth then there was another popping sound as the ball in her womb was pulled free.

"I am glad he is using this dildo. It will keep your cervix opened up until you get use to Jack fucking you," her aunt replied. "Nothing beats a good womb-fucking does it!"

"I cum so hard when he fucks my womb" Cindy replied.

"Over the next couple of weeks Jack is going to fuck you several times a day until you are pregnant, during this time there are a few things we still need to do. The first is to permanently remove your pubic hair by electrolysis. After that I am going to put rings your nipples. All you have to do is enjoy. You learn to enjoy this type of sex and you will have a very nice stay here. Cause us any more trouble and you will see the lower level dungeon and it will make what you've done so far feel like a cake walk," warned Molly

"I don't want my nipples pierced, cried Cindy.

Molly pushed the electrolyses machine over by Cindy. Her Aunt then placed two sticky pads her breast buds that were wired to the machine. "Your few pubic hairs have grown back just long enough that they can be removed," said her aunt. Molly stepped between Cindy's legs and pulled out her tool and sat down on a tall stool and start working.

The little puller in Molly's was using will take each hair one at a time and shock it at the root. When it does this the root is killed forever and the hair will never grow back. The only problem is it does hurt a little and Cindy has several hundred more hairs covering her pussy.

Cindy cried as each hair was shocked. The electricity went in her cunt and came out her nipples. After about two hours Cindy's pussy was bald as a baby and the skin was pretty red but Cindy had several orgasms in the process.

"You will have this done about once a week until all the hairs are removed," Molly told her. "Now its time for the fun part, your rings."

Some nipples, like Cindy's, are too small and fragile to be effectively pierced. A stud or ring hefty enough to take the kind of strain needed to restrain a strong-willed girl, would tear the flesh. However virtually any nipple could be spiked or in Cindy's case the breast bud could be pierced behind the areola. The ring Molly intended for Cindy was one of her own creation. The ring she chose was a two-part D ring.

Molly then carefully measured Cindy's breast bud. The areola was one and three-quarters of inch in diameter and puffed from her chest about an inch tall with a very small nipple on the end. The rest of Cindy's breast had yet to grow.

Molly then retrieved a tray of piercing equipment and placed the tray on Cindy's stomach.

"Knock this tray off and I will pierce more than just your breast," Molly threatened.

"Please don't do this!" Cindy wailed.

Her aunt wiped her breast with alcohol and marked the breast were she was going to pierce Cindy's breast. Molly then picked up a long, straight 8-gauge needle and started pushing the needle threw the breast.

"Ohhwwww!" Cindy screamed as the needle entered her breast.

Molly continued to push the needle threw Cindy's breast until the needle came out the other side just outside the edge of her areola.

"Now I have to creating a passage for the ring," Molly barked.

Her aunt then started sawing the needle back and forth threw the breast until she was satisfied with the piercing. Cindy's blood was trickling out each side of Cindy's breast.

The D ring Molly had created was two-piece design with one half being hollow and the other half solid that would fit inside the hollow part. The hollow section was filled with a Thermite compound that would weld itself together when the ring was pushed together.

Her aunt picked up the hollow D ring and forced the straight section of the D ring through the hole in Cindy's breast. Then the other half of the D ring was forced threw the opposite side of the breast. Molly lined up both ends of the D ring. There was a small click as the ring went together.

"Brace yourself," Molly told Cindy. "When I push the ring together it will weld itself together and cauterize the piercing."

Molly then pushed both half's of the ring together and the Thermite ignited. The metal became red hot as the Thermite fused the sections together.

"Oohhww, Cindy screamed and passed out from the pain.

Molly poured some alcohol on the breast and ring to cool them off.

Cindy awoke to the burning feeling in her breast. The skin inside her breast had been cauterized by the burning metal and had stopped bleeding.

"Please don't do any more!" Cindy cried.

"You still have one more to go," Aunt Molly said.

The same procedure used on the first breast was repeated on the second breast. Cindy did not pass out when the second D ring was welded together.

"You did very well on getting your breast pierced," Molly said. "You will have to move the ring around in your breast every couple of hours to prevent the skin from attaching itself to the ring. If it does that you will feel pain like you have never felt when I remove the ring. I will be back in a couple of hours."

Molly returned several hours later. "How are you feeling?" her aunt asked.

My breast are still burning and I could not move the rings like you said with my hands still chained to the rack," Cindy cried.

Molly grabbed the nipple rings in each hand and moved them around to make sure they had not stuck to the skin.

"Owwww!!" Cindy cried. "That really hurts."

"Do you want me to eat your cunt?" Molly asked.

The only response was a groan from Cindy. Her non-answer seemed to make Molly angry, and she turned the crank of the rack even farther. Cindy howled in protest, her legs were spread even further apart into the widest splits she had ever done.

"I'm going to keep spreading your legs until you tell me what you want," her aunt threatened. "And I don't want any little girl words - you tell me exactly what you want or I'll turn this thing so wide your legs will never go back together!"

The crank clicked again, pulling painfully at her legs. Cindy could take it no more.

She screamed: "Suck my pussy! Eat my cunt! Stick your tongue in my ass and my cunt-hole!"

A confident, sadistic smile curled across her aunt's face as the older woman crawled up on the platform between Cindy's spread legs. Something wet touched at Cindy's pussy slit, then drove inside to poke around the cunt-hole. It should have felt good, but there was little in Cindy's mind except the agony of her distended joints. Even when her aunt's tongue found her clit and stoked until fuck juices smeared her slit, Cindy still could sense no pleasure.

Aunt Molly lavished tonguing attention on the preteen's cunt, swirling around the swollen bud of the clit, then sliding down and poking at the pink cunt-hole. She lapped along the slit like a dog drinking water, spreading her saliva and mixing it with the pussy juices that were flowing from the cunt.

Cindy couldn't move, couldn't even retract to the tongue-thrashing of her cunt. She was only dimly aware of her aunt's wet stroking and wasn't yet aware that her body had begun to respond. As long as she was in so much agony, there was little that could make her feel good.

And her aunt noticed the lack of reaction. Removing her tongue from Cindy's slick cunt, she looked up and saw the young girl grimacing while staring at the ceiling. Slowly she backed off the platform with cunt juice still glistening on her chin.

Coming back to the crank, Molly glanced down at the sorely-stretched girl. The older woman frowned, knowing that Cindy could just ignore the lapping at her cunt as long as pain overrode any interest in sexual pleasure. It angered her. Even if Cindy was in pain, her aunt believed that the young girl should be enjoying the pussy-licking because all she had to do was lay there and hope that the anguish would soon be taken away. But, if Cindy was given something to do - something that would force her mind to cope with the pain - then she couldn't ignore that her aunt was using her body.

Molly smiled evilly and reached down to the crank. Very slowly she turned it do put even more pressure on the girls limbs.

"Oh, no!" Cindy gasped. "My legs are pulling apart!"

"Do you want free of it!" her aunt snarled. "Then you're going to have to lick my cunt!"

Aunt Molly grabbed one of the struts of the large device and hauled herself up onto the platform with Cindy. Lifting one knee, she straddled the girl's chest, and then stripped away the thin dress that covered her body. There was nothing underneath - heavy tits were suspended from her chest with big rings in her nipples and her cunt was completely bald. The pussy moved closer to her lips, and Cindy whined over what she was about to be forced to do.

"Please, don't!" Cindy choked. "I've never licked anybody's cunt before."

"It's time you learned," Molly snarled and forced the slit of her cunt into Cindy's face.

"Now lick it all over! Lick it in the places you used your finger in your own cunt."

It was a case of self-defense. No matter how much Cindy's legs hurt, the bald pussy shoved into her face would smother her if she didn't move. As long as her tongue was moving, her aunt seemed content, but as soon as Cindy slowed down on the lapping Molly jammed her gaping pussy down tightly on Cindy's mouth and lips.

"Ah, you're a good fucking niece cunt-licker," Molly hissed. "Lick my slit until it pours juices all over your face!"

And juices there were. Her aunt's cunt flowed like the spilled dam, pouring the tangy pussy fluid down into Cindy's mouth where she had no choice but to swallow it. As Cindy's tongue continued to lap up the entire length of the red slit, Aunt Molly began working her hips, stroking her whole cunt up and down Cindy's face from the tip of her nose to the point of her chin. The preteen's face was aglow with the sticky fluid. And still it steamed, most of it running down Cindy's cuntal tongue into the back of her mouth. The rest was rubbed into her face.

And, all the time, Cindy's joints were being torn apart. She was sure that her hips were already dislocated and it wouldn't take much longer for the tendons to be pulled apart.

"I'm riding your fucking face like a saddle!" her aunt shouted. "I'm going to come all down your throat and nose!"

Aunt Molly bald pussy was like a gusher, pouring out fuck juice like a flood. Cindy gulped as much as she could; downing large swallows only to have another mouthful to take its place.

The older woman was howling in sexual release, fucking her cunt back and forth over the lower part of Cindy's face. No longer was the younger girl licking her cunt, now she was simply holding her tongue out and letting Molly fuck her pussy over it.

Then, suddenly, her aunt's legs stiffened and her entire body went ridged. She quivered violently, her cunt making small jerks against Cindy's lips. The heavy tits lurched as Molly's body whipped through her cum. In the final throes, the red-lipped cunt smashed down on Cindy's nose and mouth and held there as the cum poured out. The young girl needed air, but could only get more juice. Things went white, then dark and finally black as the lack of air choked Cindy into unconsciousness.

Chapter 9

"My God, Jack," Aunt Molly sneered, as she waved her hand to call her husband to her side. "Look at her! This bitch niece of yours is all sticky and smelly from sweat. Even her cunt stinks like it has been in a day long wrestling match. If you expect me to help you teach her discipline and get her knocked up, you're going to have to get her cleaned up from head to toe."

"It's the rack," Jack explained. "Somehow, stretching them out like that causes them to sweat like it's a summer day in the Sahara. But I can fix that. Here, help me un-strap and get her over to the far corner so I can clean her up."

When her hands and legs were freed, the pressure that had been with Cindy for so long was suddenly released from her legs. She had longed to be released, hoped for it and even prayed for it, but those first few seconds were enough to make her scream for the strain to returned. In an instant, the main joints of her body - elbows, shoulders, hips and knees - which had been stretched out of shape were suddenly set free to shift and work their way back into their normal position. Muscles, ligaments and tendons were all pulled and twisted, and long bones worked against each other to slip back in joints. For those few seconds the pain was twice as severe as the pulling apart by the rack had been. Cindy gasped, too shocked to scream.

Then hands were upon her. Ankle locks were freed and her uncle's arm was wrapped completely around her chest as her aunt picked up her legs. They carried the confused, defenseless Cindy to one corner of the room and put her on the dusty stone floor with her feet pointing in toward where the two walls met.

Jack locked her ankles to chains that rose high to the ceiling above, but Cindy was too battered to even care. Even when the chains tightened and lifted her legs from the floor, her mind still ignored what was going on. It wasn't until her hips lifted and cast her weight back onto her shoulders that the tortured girl realized she was about to be lifted upside down from the floor.

The back of her head bumped along the rough stone until it too was suspended under the swaying chains. And still she rose, hanging upside down by her ankles until her hair hung down, sweeping slightly in the air five feet above the floor.

Everything appeared topsy-turvy and little made sense. Cindy could make out her aunt and her uncle, but there was no way she could figure out what he was doing. There was something long and tan curling across the floor behind him like a snake with its head lifted into the mans arms. But there was brass where fangs should have been and that was bewildering.

Then he shouted: "Turn it on!"

Cindy saw the long body snake and jerk, waves of motion spreading from somewhere out of sight until they reached Jacks hands. Then the large snake spat at her, spouting a flood of clear liquid that reached across and slapped her skin.

The strong stream of water from the hose her uncle held felt ice cold when it slammed into Cindy's stomach. The stream covered her from head to toe. The water struck with the power of a giant fist to knock her breath away and set her swaying and twisting wildly at the end of the chains. The cold shocked her body so much, her throat tightened and she couldn't gasp back the robbed breaths.

The water streamed from the hose, battering into the helpless preteen. The force of the stream set her body swinging at the end of the chains and turning full circle as Jack played the water first one side then the other. Like a giant slab of beef, Cindy was pounded by the water jet as it spattered against every part of her body. Head hanging down, she felt streams of it channel between her tits and run down her face before splashing to the floor.

Then her back was toward him and the water current slapped her ass, moving from ass-cheek to ass-cheek. For a second the water rocketed right into the crack of her ass and pounded at the brown, wrinkled bud of her asshole. Then she twisted again, driven by the off-center thrust of the water.

The pressure disappeared suddenly, and she was swinging freely at the end of the chains. For several seconds Cindy waited for the beating stream to return but, instead, there was a small jerk and the chains began creaking through the small pulley far overhead. She looked down past her wet, stringy hair and saw the floor slowly rising to meet her. Just as she neared the floor though, the clicking stopped and she was still left in the air.

She shook her head to clear her eyes and saw that her aunt and uncle were approaching. Her aunt had a long dildo in her hand and her uncle approached with the hose still in his hands. The hose had been turned off. Surely, after the beating she had just taken, there was little further damage that could be done.

"We've got the outside of you cleaned up," he snickered. "Now it's time to clean up a bit on the inside."

Her aunt lined up the very long dildo with her cunt and forced it inside. After about six inches it hit Cindy's cervix. Fortunately for Cindy this dildo was only about one inch in diameter and slipped easily into her cunt-chute. Her Aunt gave a big shove once the dildo was firmly planted at the entrance to her womb.

"Owww!" Cindy screamed as the dildo slid several inches into her womb.

Her aunt put her whole body's weight on the dildo forcing it to the very back of Cindy's womb. "Blow it up now," she said to her husband.

Jack started to pump up the dildo. Unknown to Cindy the head of the dildo would swell up to the size of a grapefruit. This would insure when she was douched the sperm in her womb would not be washed out. Her uncle continued to pump in the dildo until Cindy looked several moths pregnant. Cindy was begging them to stop at this point.

Jack used one hand at the side of her pussy slit as the other forced the brass nozzle of the hose deep into Cindy's cunt next to the dildo. The water splashed harshly against the deep end of her pussy channel and bubbled back upon itself. Quickly there was a fountain of clear liquid shooting straight up out of her cunt-hole at the sides of the nozzle.

After the water bubbled back out, it splashed over her groin and ass, to flow in heavy streams down to her face and the back of her head. Some of the water ran into her nostrils, choking the young horny girl who was already having difficulty keeping her panic in control.

"I'm choking!" she tried to sputter. "I can't breathe."

The words were lost in her gagging and spitting of water. Her uncle lifted the nozzle from her cunt and, for a few seconds, held it over her crotch. The cold metal brushed along the crack of her ass, and Cindy was frightened that he was about to jam it up her shit-hole. After the long, cramping enema before, she didn't know whether she could take that pain again.

Finally he turned the water aside, carrying the spouting hose over to a wall out of Cindy's sight. The sound of the water's flow died away and Cindy breathed a sigh of relief. At least she wouldn't drown while being held up above the floor.

Aunt Molly bled the air out of the dildo and pulled it from Cindy's cunt with a loud popping sound. Then she turned the crank to loosen the chains, her uncle gathered her wet, naked body up into his arms. The ankle locks were unclasped and then Cindy was carried to one more contraption.

"Dab a little oil on both of them," Jack said to Molly as the older woman walked up to join them. "We don't want it tearing up her pussy and asshole real quick just because she's a little dry."

Her asshole and pussy, Cindy wondered. The device, more than anything else looked like a mounted bicycle with a motorcycle seat including the up stretched back rest.

When Aunt Molly's greased hands dipped to the seat, the difference became obvious. Rising from the seat was a rubber shaft about eight to ten inches long and thick enough that her aunt's lubricated fingers could not reach around it. Then the older woman reached down to one of the pedals and gave it a half-turn. The one shaft pulled back into the seat while another of the same size rose about an inch behind. This one was also greased. Then Molly spun the pedals and showed the cowed girl the pistoning actions of the two poles.

Now Cindy understood. She struggled in her uncle's arms, but his strength was too much for her. With his wife helping by pulling Cindy's arm toward the instrument, Uncle Jack forced the young girl down on the seat. The forward shaft, which was raised from the seat, slipped tightly into her cunt-hole as they pushed her down. It hit her cervix with several inches still outside her cunt. Then with an extra push from her aunt, Cindy's cervix opened and allowed the dildo to punch into the end of her womb. Cindy grimaced as the straps on the backrest were tightly bound around her chest and waist.

The front of the seat was cut oddly out so that her clit was exposed. And now her uncle and aunt introduced the most diabolical part of the torture instrument - from the front of the base three wires protruded, each of them tipped with a small alligator clip. Jack brought two of them up to Cindy's chest and clipped them to the rings in her breast. She cried with pain as the clip pulled on the ring in her tits. Then she whimpered as her aunt clipped the final one to the tender bud of her clit. Even though the teeth on those clasps had been dulled, the sharp bite was enough to bring tears to Cindy's eyes.

Cindy's feet were buckled into the straps that held them tightly to the pedals, which Molly forced though one complete turn to see if the young girl's cunt and asshole were properly aligned with the fucking shafts. The pedals activated a switch that would drive the dildo into and out of the girl's orifices with a powerful air cylinder. The front dildo was timed to drive in at the top of a pedal stroke. Then the back dildo would drive in at the bottom of the pedal stroke. Once the dildo reached it's full in stoke the other dildo would drive out.

Cindy grimaced as the dildo in her cunt retreated and the other one forced itself painfully into her ass. Satisfied, the older woman stepped away from the side and came around to the front of the device to stand with her husband.

"That's what you're going to do." Aunt Molly laughed at her niece. "You're going to pedal that thing and give your cunt and asshole a real good fuck!"

"No!" Cindy cried. "It hurt even though you put grease on them. I don't want them sticking in my pussy and butt."

"It really doesn't matter what you want, you little bitch!" Molly snarled. "You're going to pedal that thing faster and faster until your cunt and shit-hole are completely reamed!"

"I'm not!" Cindy said with a false determination. "You may tie me up and do things to me but you can't make me do them myself."

"We'll see," her aunt sneered, reaching down to the front of the base of the torture device. She lifted a small metal box with wires attached and handed it to her husband. Then both of them sprawled out on cushions only a few feet in front of where Cindy was now impaled with a dildo up her cunt.

"Pedal!" the couple said almost in unison.

Cindy screwed up her courage and shook her head at them. After all they had done to her, there was little more that they could threaten her with. She had finally reached her limit as how much she could take, and her spirit rebelled at any further cooperation in abusing her own body. They might force her to do something, but they couldn't make her do it to herself.

Her aunt laughed with an almost pleased look on her face. It was as if she had been hoping that Cindy would refuse them. She turned to her husband and said: "Jack, I think she needs a little convincing. Maybe you can give her just a little taste of what's in store for any smart-assed teenaged cunt that won't do what she's told."

Cindy watched her uncle's hand turn a knob on the front of the metal box. A slight tingle twitched at her cunt and the tips of her tits, almost if someone was stoking her in three places and the feeling wasn't entirely uncomfortable. She looked over at her uncle and aunt with questioning eyes.

"That feels real good, doesn't it?" her aunt purred as she squirmed on the cushions. "Even at twice that much, it's still all exciting. Show her what twice as much feels like, Jack."

The knob of the control box was twisted a bit more and the tingle became an outright tickle at the end of her tits and at the top of her pussy slit. Almost immediately, Cindy could feel the juices begin to flow in her cunt around the penetrating dildo - not completely pleasurable but it certainly was stimulating. The nipples of her tits seemed to be tickled by electrical fingers.

"However," her aunt continued, wallowing on the cushions as one of her hands lifted the corner of her robe and exposed her hairy cunt, one finger tickling her pussy, "very much more becomes something completely different. Give her a real short example of what it can be, Jack."

While Aunt Molly fingered-fucked her own juicy pussy, keeping her eyes glued to the bald cunt of her niece, Jack twisted the dial halfway, then turned it quickly back. In that single second a blast shock shot into Cindy's tits and the tortured clitoris at the top of her pussy slit. Cindy's shoulders jerked and her tits leaped from the electrical charge, and her entire pussy trembled violently around the dildo. A short scream tore from her lungs, her throat constricted until the sound was barely more than a high-pitched shriek.

And then the shock was gone, as rapidly as it had come, leaving Cindy breathless bound. Her eyes bulged as she stared unbelievingly down at her uncle and aunt. Molly had three fingers buried deeply in her juicy pussy and Jack was slipping out his already-rigid cock.

"Blast her again," her aunt moaned, and Jack twisted the dial.

Fire shot through her cunt as every nerve came alive. The charge rocketed down the slickness of her cunt slit and streamed into her fuck-hole. Her tits leaped as the current spread like lightning bolts through her body and her ringed nipples felt as if they were going to burn. Then, once again, the ordeal was over, leaving Cindy gasping for breath. Her asshole ached as if punctured, and she realized that during the shock she had unconsciously turned the pedals by jerking her legs. The dildo that was in her cunt was now recessed into the seat and a thick one just like it had jammed up her asshole.

"Noooo," Cindy finally gathered the air to say.

Her uncle laughed loudly as he stroked his cock with one hand. "As long as you're pedaling that thing as fast as we want you to, we won't give you too much current," he said.

"Don't do it, Cindy," Molly groaned, removing her juice-slickened fingers from her pussy and licking them with her tongue. "Don't pedal. Defy us! I want to see the electricity hit your cunt and make your whole body shake and go stiff. It makes me cum! Defy us!"

The tortured naked girl knew that she had no choice. Slowly she turned the pedals with her feet and felt the rod jam back in to her cunt then the one in her asshole retreat. She hesitated for a second, unwilling to force the thick dildo back into her aching ass. Before she could push herself to do it, another jolt of electricity burned into her cunt.

"Aaaiiieeee!" she screamed, glancing down and almost expecting flames to bursting from her nipples and clit.

Her feet pedaled almost on their own and the false prick fucked back into her shit-hole. Then the one in her cunt slid back out. Then the other one drove into her cunt and rammed through her cervix battering the back of her womb. It was like being fucked by two sadistic men. She settled into a rhythm she thought she could stand.

"Nnnnnoooo!" she howled as the electricity slashed deeply into her tits and cunt once more. "I'm pedaling! I'm pedaling!"

"You're not doing shit!" Molly screamed. "You're just making them play with your cunt and ass. You better speed up and make them really ream you out or we're going to turn this thing all the way up and leave it there!"

Cindy pumped her legs harder, increasing the rate that the dildos were smashing into her two fuck-holes. Her pussy had juiced now, and the ring of her ass muscles had stopped fighting the corn-holing false prick. Again and again they slammed alternately inside her, one stirring her cunt juices and thumping the end of her womb, while the other ground her asshole into a frenzy. Chancing a glance upward, she saw that both her uncle and aunt had their eyes glued to the false pricks ramming inside her.

Molly held her cunt lips open with one hand while three fingers stroked her glistening moist slit. Jack had one hand on the control box at his side as he furiously jacked-off his thick bulging prick with the other. Jack activated special features on the dildo in her cunt. Each stroke would cause the head of the dildo to swell.

"She's not doing it fast enough for me," Molly hissed in a lust-filled voice.

Her uncle's fingers closed around the dial and gave it a twist. Three sledgehammers slammed into her, one at the top of Cindy's pussy slit and the other two directly on her tits. The current was so high now that her entire body jerked and spasmed as her pussy poured stimulating juices over the false prick and all over the seat.

"Plllleeaassse!" Cindy screamed when the current fell away and her legs began pumping the pedals as fast as she could. Her cunt felt like someone was violently fucking it with a baseball bat, and her asshole was brutally fucked out of shape. She was now pedaling faster than the machine could pump the dildos. The powerful pistons were limited to one stroke every two seconds. The head of the dildo in her cunt had swollen to the size of her uncle. Cindy's cervix was starting to hurt on each stroke.

But she kept on pistoning her legs, driving the false pricks as fast as they would go in the rape of her cunt and ass. It still wasn't enough. Both her uncle and aunt were nearing their cums and the instrument to push them into crashing orgasms was going to be the electrical fire coursing through the tortured girl.

Again and again her uncle twisted the dial, each time a little further to see Cindy buck and leap as the pricks kept fucking into her holes. As each electrical blast hit her, Cindy's pussy would gush and her legs now glistened with her fuck juices clear down to her working knees. Some of this new liquid was blood from her abused womb and cervix. The oversize dildo had swelled to the size of a baseball. The tips of her tits now glowed also with the unnatural fluid which only helped to spread the current over more skin.

Her legs now felt driven by demons, never stopping even when the electricity slammed her with the force of a bull. She would go on fucking her cunt and ass as hard as she could for the rest of her life. Every few seconds another blast of electrical fire entered her body at three places.

Her asshole now swallowed the phony prick and could have gulped down two more. Everything was turned inside out. Even her bladder turned on and poured out steaming piss to wash down her legs with pussy juice and blood.

Her cunt was now being reamed by a dildo with a head the size of a softball. The pain in her cunt had Cindy screaming on each cycle of the prick. The dildo in her cunt was now bright red from the damage it had inflicted to her cunt.

Even when she saw her aunt's back arch and her cunt smother itself in slick fluid and watched her uncle's prick spurt thick, milky fluid high in the air, she still didn't understand. She kept pedaling furiously, her cunt on fire with ripping comes, one after another, still felling the pulse of the electric current long after it was gone. It wasn't until she slumped unconscious from total exhaustion that her legs finally stopped.

Chapter 10

Cindy woke up in a soft bed several hours later. She felt rested and content for the first time since arriving at the castle. Her pussy and asshole hurt from the stretching but other wise very content. Her cunt had leaked out a small puddle of blood that had stained the sheets on the bed a bright red. Cindy stood up surveying her cell and found she had her own private bathroom.

Inside the bathroom she found a note:

Daily routine

1900 Evening sexual encounter.

The note then went on to describe how she should clean herself each day, the type of make up to wear and how she should wear her hair.

At the bottom of the note it indicated she should perform her 0700 routine. Cindy reached in to turn on the shower. This is when she found that there where no handles to turn on the water. Two large dildos were mounted to a seat in the middle of the shower. A large sign read, "Sit on the dildos fully to activate the shower." The front dildo was only about 4 inches long but the back one was at least a foot. Slowly she lowered herself onto the dildos. The long one in her ass hurt the most. Once she was fully engaged and sitting on the seat, the water came on. The water also shot out the dildos douching her cunt and giving her a deep enema. The dildos were small enough the water would leak out around them. After all she had been through this was easy, she could take this to have a real shower. After ten minutes she stepped off the dildos. She felt wonderful for the first time in days.

After the shower she fixed her hair and put on make up and perfume. The last thing on the list was to twist the nipple rings around in her nipples to make sure the skin did not adhere to the metal of the ring. This sent sparks down to her cunt. Just this little attention now made her nipples erect and her pussy wet. I am turning into a slut Cindy thought.

A short time later her uncle and cousin entered the room. Jack was caring a collar in one hand.

"Man you sure look nice all cleaned up", her uncle said. First thing is the ground rules. You have earned a nicer place to stay and freedom to move freely around the castle. "Do not leave the castle!" He warned. I can send you back to your old cell and put you on bread and water. Come over here and turn around with your back to me. "You will keep this collar on at all times." It lets me know where you are at any time and if you leave the castle or remove it will let me know. Her uncle then put the collar around her neck and fastened the clip.

Now I see you have seen your schedule. Do you have any questions?

"Yes", said Cindy. What is deep cleaning of orifices?

"Molly will explain that tomorrow. Her uncle then climbed up on the bed with his cock sticking up. "Cindy, climb on top of me and start sucking my cock," Jack said.

Cindy climbed onto the bed. His cock was already starting to get hard and swollen. Bobby started licking her cunt and after a couple of minutes Cindy was on the verge of cumming. Meanwhile Cindy had licked and sucked his cock until it had grown to its usual large size.

"Turn around and climb on my cock. I want you to take it fully the first stroke, Jack asked.

Cindy turned around and aimed her cunt at huge cock. Then she slowly lowered herself down. There was small pricks of pain as her cunt-chute swallowed the cock. The huge head of his cock hit her cervix with at least several inches of cock still outside her cunt. Cindy's cervix stopped her continued descent then opened and allowed the rest of his cock to drive into her womb.

"Ooohhh," Cindy cried as it popped into her womb. Her cervix and womb were still swollen from the abuse on the bike.

"Just sit on it for a couple minutes while Bobby gets his cock up your ass," Jack said. "Bobby have you got your cock greased?"

"Yey, I put some KY on it." Bobby said sarcastically.

"Now is the time to be nice to your cousin, any bullying of her and I will see to it your asshole is never the same!" he threatened. Now grease up her ass and start fucking her.

Bobby then put a big glob of KY on his finger and slid it into her asshole.

Cindy relaxed as she got use to the big cock in her cunt and her cousin gently fucking her asshole with his greased finger.

Bobby then climbed behind Cindy and forced his cock into her asshole. "Man she has a tight asshole." Bobby said.

Jack then told Cindy to start moving up and down slowly.

This was a new sensation for Cindy. She slowly rose up and felt the cock slide out of her womb then she lowed herself down and his cock re entered her womb with much less effort. Cindy's pussy was already leaking cum and she could tell it would not be long before she came again. Her cousin's cock also felt good. He was pressing on the thin wall between the two cocks on each stroke.

Several minutes later Bobby blasted a load of cum into her asshole.

Once Bobby slid off out of Cindy, her uncle rolled her over onto her back. Then her uncle pushed her legs above her head to get her into a position for a deep hard fuck her young cunt. Jack then started to slowly pull his cock out of her cunt, the ring of her cervix made a popping sound as he pulled out past it only to drive back thought the cervical muscle into her womb. This time there was no pain just a incredible spark of pleasure.

"Fuck me! Fuck me!" she screamed, "Make me cum!" Cindy's cunt took over and was now asking to be fucked hard.

As she had her first orgasm she never relaxed and was cumming almost constantly. Her Uncle drove his cock hard into her cunt-chute each stroke. Her womb and pussy was clenching on his hard cock.

Jacks cock suddenly swelled even larger, then shot his cum into her womb.

"Aaahhh," Jack screamed as he came.

"Yessss!" Cindy screamed as Jacks cum boiled her womb into her last cum.

Jack stayed on top of her as his prick softened. Then slowly pulled out. His prick was dripping his and her fluids.

"Keep your cunt raised," Jack said. "I can tell you are starting to enjoy the hard fucking.

Jack went over to a dresser and retrieved her dildo.

Her uncle then pushed the dildo into her pussy and into her womb and then pumped the outer air puffer until the dildo was sealed tightly in her cunt then he pumped the inter chamber puffer and sealed her cervix.

"You can take the rest of the day off and we will start your daily schedule in the morning" her uncle said as he left the room with Bobby.

Chapter 11

The next morning the alarm woke Cindy up in time to start her daily schedule. Last night she read the details of the schedule. There were so many things she did not understand now and would have lots of questions for her uncle this morning.

She had slept all night with the dildo in her cunt. It actually did not hurt her any more. The instructions said she was to let the air out of the dildo then remove it before her shower in the morning and to wash it and put it back on her nightstand to be used after each fuck. Slowly she bled the air out of each of the bellows in the dildo. It was amazing how this turned her on. With both hands she slowly pulled the dildo from her cunt-chute. It was difficult to pull the dildo out of her pussy; her pussy had dried out overnight and stuck to the dildo. Finally with a hard yank the dildo pulled out of her young cunt.

Cindy went to get her morning shower. The dildo operated shower was no longer a challenge and she sat down on the dildos and took a nice long shower. "I think I am going to like this," she thought. After her shower Cindy fixed her hair and put on some makeup. The lipstick was bright red and made her look much older.

She had just finished fixing herself up when her uncle came in the bathroom. "Bend over the sink," he said.

Her uncle wasted no time and drove his cock up her cunt-chute with one hard stroke.

"Oww," screamed Cindy.

Jack just fucked her hard with each stroke. Each time she could feel and here the cock pop into her womb as it penetrated her cervix. After a few strokes Cindy was starting to enjoy the fucking.

"Fuck me harder," Cindy asked her uncle.

"Drop down on to the floor and get on your hands and knee," her uncle asked.

Cindy slid down on her hands and knees and her uncle never missed a stroke. This was the first time she had ever been fucked in this position.

Jack fucked Cindy through 4 orgasms then unloaded into her womb.

Her uncle pulled out then handed her the dildo and told her to put it in and to pump it up until it hurt.

Cindy rolled over on her back and pushed the dildo into her pussy. She then pumped the outer puffer until it was starting to hurt hen pumped the inter puffer. She was starting to like playing with the dildo.

After breakfast her uncle took her to a new torture room.

Today we are going to start stretching your pussy to get it ready to have a baby. There are twelve different rooms each designed to stretch or strengthen that little pussy of yours. Today we are in the dildo room. On the bench in front of you is a board with fifteen different dildos. Some are stationary, some of them move. You are to start at this end and sit on each dildo until the timer goes off or are instructed to move on to the next one. The timer will only start once you have it fully in you cunt and maintain full penetration. When you get done with the last dildo you can return to you room. Here is a tube of KY to grease each dildo. "Any questions?" her uncle asked.

"No" Cindy replied back.

Her uncle left the room. Cindy was in shock she was going to have to do this her self with out anyone supervising or forcing her. She felt enlighten and worried as she looked at the dildos and the thought of the task in front of her.

Cindy removed the dildo left in her cunt from her earlier fuck and moved to the first dildo. The first dildo was about 12 inches in length and about a 1½" in diameter. She quickly greased it and slowly lowered her self on to it. This was the size she was use to and was probably modeled after her uncle's cock. Once she was sitting on the bench with the dildo lodged against the back of her womb the digital timer on the wall started to count down from 5 minutes.

While Cindy was sitting on the dildo she began to wonder how she could sit on the large dildos on the bench. Most were bigger than anything that had ever been in her cunt.

Once the timer counted down to zero she stood up and moved to the next dildo this one and started to grease it. This next dildo was about at least 14 inches long with a round ball shaped head that was about 2 inches in diameter. The shaft on this dildo was polished metal about ¾" in diameter.

"This should not be to hard," thought Cindy. She slowly sat down on the dildo the head went easily into her womb. The last two inches really pushed on the back of her womb. Still this was not overly painful and she sat down on the bench and started the timer.

After she had completed the first two tasks she moved onto the third dildo. The third dildo was stranger. It was about 14 inches long but the head was at least 2 inches in diameter and the head was about 4 inches long. Cindy greased this dildo and slowly lowered herself onto the dildo. This was easy she thought once she was fully sitting on the dildo. The timer changed into a message board.

"Remain seated, the dildo will expand then be withdrawn automatically. After it is removed then stand up and when the dildo is fully extended sit back down on it. You have 20 cycles to go."

The head on the dildo expanded until it was hurting her womb. Then the dildo slowly was removed from her cunt. Cindy stood up and watched the dildo re-extend. The head of the dildo had shrunken down to its original size. Each time the dildo head stretched her further. It felt like a watermelon was being pulled from her cunt.

I'm glad that one is over Cindy thought. The next one was something that looked like a horse. It was as long as the last ones but it was at least 2½" in diameter with big ring in the middle of the dildo that was at least 3 inches in diameter.

"Oww," Cindy screamed as the ring of the dildo went into her cunt. It took a little time for her to fully sit down on the bench. The ring on the dildo then started moving up the shaft. The dildo pulled another scream from her as the ring went threw her cervix and into her womb. Over the next ten minutes the ring moved up and down the shaft stretching her cervix each pass.

Cindy started at the next dildo. It was only 6 inches long and 2 inches in diameter. She greased it then sat down on it without any trouble. "How is this little thing going to stretch my pussy," she thought. Then the dildo started to expand. The expansion was limited to its diameter. After a couple minutes it was bigger than anything she had ever had in her cunt.

"Owwww," Cindy screamed and stood up of the dildo. "What have I just done?" The dildo shrank back down to its original size. The dildo was at least 3 inches in diameter when she pulled it from her cunt.

The message board told her to sit down on the dildo again and to continue the sequence.

She slowly sat back down on the dildo. Immediately it expanded to the size it was before. This time Cindy was prepared and gripped the bench with both hands to stay on the dildo.

"Oww," Cindy howled as the dildo continued to expand. Finally after 10 minutes the message board told her to stand up and remove the dildo. This was very hard to do the dildo had swollen to the size of a grapefruit hurt a lot as she pulled it from her cunt-chute. Her pussy was now starting to bleed and was dripping blood as she moved to the next dildo.

I sure hope this one is not so pain full she said to herself. The next dildo looked very different it had a round head with small holes in the head of the dildo. The head was about 2½" in diameter and the shaft was 14 inches long. She greases the dildo heavily then sat down on it. The entrance to her cunt hurt as she sat on the dildo. I must have torn it when I got off that last dildo she thought.

Once she was fully seated the dildo started to move. The head started to spin slowly inside her womb. This actually felt good compared to the other dildos. Then about two dozen hard rubber rods extended out of the head of the dildo. This was pure pain for Cindy. She cried constantly as she watched the timer. Finally the timer timed out and the dildo stopped. She slowly pulled her cunt off the dildo.

She looked at the next dildo and wondered if she should go on. The next dildo was monster it was 4 inches in diameter and 16 inches long. There is no way this will fit in my pussy she said. After spearing a heavy coat of KY to the dildo she started lowering her pussy onto the dildo. It took a lot of efferent but she finally got the head in her cunt. This alone had brought several screams from her. Very slowly she worked the dildo into her pussy until it touched her cervix. It just did not want to go through the opening. After several attempts her cervix opened and allowed the dildo to travel to the back of her womb. She still had 4 inches left outside.

The message board told her to use her body weight to push the rest inside her. Slowly Cindy put more and more pressure on the dildo. It just would not go in any further.

The message board told her to fuck her self with it until she had an orgasm.

It was all she could do to pull the dildo from her cunt then to set back down on it. She had fucked herself for 10 minutes until she was staring to get excited. After a few more strokes she had a orgasm.

The message board told her at she had completed the morning session and she could go back to her room. I am sure glad I didn't have to do any more of the dildos she said to herself.

Cindy went back to her room and tried to sleep for a couple of hours. After the last dildo her pussy was really hurting.

After lunch her aunt told her she was going to take her to get an examination to make sure she was in good health. She led her to a new room that looked like a doctor's office. The room was full of medical equipment and the dreaded gynecological table.

"Please lie down on the table and put your feet in the stirrups," her aunt asked.

Cindy hopped on the table as instructed. Her aunt came back with a clipboard.

Her aunt started examination with her breast. "How do the rings in your tits feel?" she asked.

"They are feeling fine. I have been moving the rings several times a day as you asked."

"That's good." Molly replied. Your breast looks normal. I will give you some weights to hook to your nipple rings now that they have healed.

Her aunt then stepped between her legs and examined the outside of her pussy.

"How much blood has been oozing out of your cunt?"

"A lot the first few days and again after this morning stretching," Cindy told her.

Her aunt then picked up a clear speculum and pushed it into her vagina and slowly opened it up. "You have some minor tearing on the entrance to your vagina but the rest of it looks fine. Then she released the speculum and pulled it out.

"This may hurt a little," her aunt told her as she picked up a huge instrument. "This is a very long spectrum that is designed to be pushed into your womb so I can see inside it." Molly pushed the first part of the instrument into her cunt. This part had four blades that stretched the vagina open to allow clear access to the cervix.

"Owww" cried Cindy as her vagina was opened very wide.

"You pussy will still need a lot of work. I have the dilator open about 2½ inches, Molly replied. In a few weeks it should be a lot bigger.

Next her aunt picked up the other part of the instrument and pushed it into her womb. This tool had a head that was about 3 inches long on a 2-foot rod. Once it was pushed into her womb, her aunt started to open it. The head of the tool had two half's that would open out to stretch the womb very wide. Her aunt opened the instrument about 2 inches wide.

Molly could see the inside of Cindy's uterus. The light on the end of the tool allowed her to see every detail of her baby maker.

"Your uterus is stretching nicely," Molly told her. "The lining is bleeding just a little. That is expected as it gets stretched bigger and bigger."

Her aunt then removed the instruments from her pussy.

"Now its time for a little manual examination," Molly told her.

Her aunt picked up a bottle of lubricating jelly and squired a large quantity into her cunt then coated one hand all the way up to the elbow.

She then started to finger fuck her young niece. It took no time at all to get four fingers into her cunt. With just a little effort her whole hand slid down the cunt-chute.

Cindy was starting to get excited as her aunt fucked her pussy with her hand.

Slowly her aunt work one finger at a time into her cervix until her hand pushed into her womb.

"The back of your womb is about 12 inches deep. We should be able to stretch you to about 16 inches without to much work," her aunt told her.

"Why do you want to stretch it so big?" Cindy asked.

"You will find out in a few weeks," her aunt told her.

Molly then started to fist fuck her womb pulling out her fist to just inside her cunt then driving the fist back through the cervix and hammering the back of her womb.

"Owww," Cindy screamed as she had the first orgasm.

Molly fisted her for several more minutes and then stopped. Her fist was still just 12 inches deep. "That is enough for now." Molly told her then removed her hand from her cunt.

"Go get a shower in your bath room and I will be in with you in a minute," Molly told Cindy.

Cindy was relieved the examination had not been that bad. Jelly was dripping out of her cunt running all down her legs. I really do need a good shower she thought.

The shower felt very good. She stayed in the shower a long time until she had toughly douched her cunt. At least it has quit hurting she said to herself.

Her aunt arrived with a 5 foot long tube. She hooked it to a connection in the corner of bathroom. This area of the bathroom had a small padded table that was about a one foot high.

"Lay on the table with your feet spread wide against the walls." She told Cindy.

Once Cindy had laid down on the table her aunt picked up the long tube.

"This is a colon tube. You are going to use it every day to make sure your colon is clean. You will grease the tube with Vaseline then push the tube up your ass until you get to the mark on the tube. At that time you will push the button and the water will flow through the tube and wash out your ass. The water is on a timer, once the water stops flowing, you can remove the tube, and clean up the shower. Do you have any questions?"

How far do I have to stick it in? Cindy asked.

I will stick it in the first time for you and mark the tube. It should go in at least 3 feet.

"Go ahead and grease up the tube and your asshole," Molly told her.

Once everything was greased her aunt pickup the end of the tube and started to force it into her asshole. The tube was only about ½" in diameter and went in easily the first foot. It took her aunt several minutes to get the last two feet of tubing up her asshole.

Cindy only complained a couple of times as the tube was forced to the end of her colon.

"Now I am going to turn on the water," Her aunt told her. "You do not need to hold the water. "Please hold the colon tube so it does not shout out of your ass."

Her aunt pushed the start button and Cindy could hear water starting to flow. At first it was a trickle of cold water. Then the flow began to warm up. Everything that was in her large intestine was now shooting out and hitting the wall along with the water. The smell was horrible. For the first few minutes the water flow was gentle and warm. Then the flow grew larger and suddenly it felt like she was drowning. More and more water came through the tube. After several more long minutes the water flow slowed down again to where it had started.

"Wow," This is wicked Cindy said to her aunt. Then the water turned to just hot.

"Owwww," Cindy cried "The water is burning me!"

"You will get use to it, it's not that hot," her aunt replied.

After a couple minutes the water stopped but something else was forced thought the tube.

"The last part is a coating of melted Crisco to grease your insides and make them nice and slick," her aunt told her.

Finally it stopped. Cindy slowly pulled the tube from her colon. She could not believe that much tubing had been pushed inside her asshole.

Cindy stood up and looked at the mess.

"The system will put 10 gallons of water into your ass by the time it is done along with a cup of liquid Crisco," Molly told her.

"Get the hose and wash off yourself and everything else," her aunt told her.

Chapter 12

Molly went to have a talk with her husband about Cindy's examination. As long as we continue to abuse her uteruses there is no way to get her pregnant Molly told her husband. Her uterus has taken a lot of abuse and will need time to heal if she is to get pregnant.

"Let's get her pregnant," Jack told his wife.

"You can continue to stretch her pussy as long as you keep out of her womb," Molly told her husband. And don't use that long dildo on her.

"Put this donut on your cock when you fuck her. That way only seven inches will go up her cunt-chute and you stay out of her womb, Molly said.

Jack immediately went to work on getting his little preteen niece pregnant. He fucked her 6 to 10 times a day. Always making sure all his sperm went into her pussy.

After 3 weeks Cindy was overdue for her period. Molly gave her a pregnancy test and sure enough she was pregnant.

Cindy was happy and worried. She had gotten use to the constant sex with her uncle and now figured he would not want to fuck her as often. Fortunately for both that was not the case.

Nine months later Cindy gave birth to a beautiful little girl. Cindy had no problem with childbirth. Her uncle even fucked her womb before the afterbirth was delivered

This was just the start of Cindy's sexual adventures. Many more chapters of this story may be written now that her womb is open and ready for more adventures. Uncle Jack has been busy the last nine moths constructing womb tools of every size and shape. Time will only tell.

Dr Gyno

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