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Tony’s, cock continued to throb outside of his pants. He was standing close to his stepmother, and he began to rub the seeping head of his cock against her thigh, then over the cheek of her ass.
“What are you up to, Tony?” Billy asked.
“Nothing, just rubbing my cock on her, that’s all.”
They talked about her as if she wasn’t there. Lynn’s embarrassment was more pronounced because of it. She was just a plaything for them.
“Let’s piss on her fucking ass,” Billy said. “Oh, no!” Lynn screamed. “Don’t make me ashamed any more! Don’t do it, please!”
“I can’t piss with a fucking hard-on,” Tony said.
“Then I’ll do it!” Billy replied, taking his cock out of his pants. His prick was half hard. He shoved it up to his stepmother’s creamy naked ass, sliding it into the hot crack between her cheeks.
Lynn held her breath. She tried to clench her ass cheeks, but all she succeeded in doing was squeeze the head of Billy’s cock. She quickly relaxed.
Billy slipped the head of his cock up the hot crack of her ass, laughing as he let loose with a stream of piss, soaking her asshole.
“Oh, God!” Lynn wailed, feeling his piss stinging her asshole.
“Too late, Lynn. I’m gonna piss on your fucking ass whether you like it or not.”
He drew back a few inches, swinging his cock and pissing on her ass cheeks. Lynn felt piss running down the backs of her thighs. She was sobbing with humiliation, her head hanging down between her upstretchtd arms.
“Hold her ass open!” Billy shouted.
Lynn felt Tony’s hands parting the cheeks of her ass, then the sting of Billy’s hot piss splashing upon her tightly puckered asshole. It was horrible, yet it gave her such a strange feeling.
Her body seemed to be betraying her, ignoring all those frantic signals her mind screamed out. As her mind protested this vile treatment, her body was accepting it, and not just accepting it passively, but with writhing joy. Her cunt was throbbing once again. Her cunt swelled, becoming sensitive, and her tits bulged the cups of her bra, almost driving her out of her mind with unwanted pleasure.
She felt the gushing stream of piss diminish, then trickle down over her asshole. She sighed with relief when it was over. Then Billy gave a final spurt of piss, his cock almost touching her asshole.
“Ohhh!” Lynn groaned.
“Let’s undress her,” she heard Tony say. His voice excited. “Let’s get her naked, Billy.”
“We can do anything we want with her. You want to see her without clothes on, go ahead.”
Lynn felt the knife go to work, cutting her dress from neck to hem, then the sleeves. The ragged dress was pulled from her, and Tony unclasped her bra. The restraint her tits had been under, swollen painfully, fell away and she sighed softly.
“Look at those tits!” Tony gurgled with delight. “They look better naked, don’t you think, Billy?”
“Tits always look better naked.”
“Let’s take her upstairs and tie her to the bed,” Tony suggested.
“What for?”
“I wanna fuck her.”
Hearing the youngest boy say that, Lynn began to struggle violently against the ropes. She pleaded and begged, but she was also aware of the increase of her cunt’s throbbing.
“We better make sure she don’t give us no trouble then,” Billy said. “Let’s tie a rope around her neck so she has to go with us.”
Lynn felt a rape being looped over her head, tied, with two ends hanging loose. Once that was accomplished, they untied her arms and legs. Her muscles were sore from being in that arms-lifted position for so long.
CHAPTER THREE
Led by Billy, trailed in back by Tony, Lynn was held firmly between them. If she tried to jerk in either direction she would choke herself.
She was being led on a rope through the kitchen into the living room, and up the stairs. She had but not one stitch of clothing on.
She could feel Tony’s eyes on her ass.
Watching her asscheeks roll and ripple as she stumbled along.
Climbing up the stairs behind Billy, Lynn attempted to walk stiff-legged, keeping her ass from twisting as it always did when she went upstairs. She didn’t want to excite them any more than they were. She wished her cunt would stop that rippling sensation. Her pussy was betraying her, she could feel wetness dripping along her inner thighs, seeping from her hairlined cunt. A flash of steamy heat crawled up her body as she choked back a sob.
She was going to get fucked by her youngest stepson if she didn’t come up with something to stop him. Maybe even Billy would fuck her. But what could she do against them? She couldn’t fight them fist to fist, although she wanted to. All that would do was earn her a beating, she was sure.
Hanging her head in shame, she saw her dark pink nipples arching up in hardness.
Billy led her into her huge bedroom. She looked around, seeing familiar objects, yet finding them strange, not recognizing them. Her eyes fell on the enormous bed, a four poster with cannonball tips. It was a heavy bed, a firm bed. She had lain on it many times with her husband, the father of these wicked boys, taking his huge cock. Jake had purchased the bed as a wedding gift for her.
Tony climbed onto the bed at her side, staring at her bushy cunt, seeing the pink lips of her cunt and her clit. He ran his hand through Lynn’s soft cunt hair and along the hotness of her cunt, stroking almost gently.
Lynn shivered, and her hips jerked at his touch. She moaned into the gag, her eyes darting fearfully from boy to boy, then firing upon Tony’s very hard cock. It was not enormous like his father’s cock, but it appeared to be just as devastating.
Billy sat at her other side, playing with her tits, twisting and pinching her nipples harshly. Lynn groaned when Billy pulled her nipples, stretching them. When he pinched them between his fingers, a sharp pain shot through her tits. Her scream was muffled by the gaging, but her pain showed in her wide, frightened eyes.
“Well, Tony, are you gonna fuck her or play with it?” Billy asked, “If you’re gonna play with her fucking cunt, move over, and let me fuck her.”
“I’m gonna fuck her,” Tony said. “I just wanna feel her up a little first.”
“Come on, stop messing around and fuck her!”
“Okay, okay,” Tony said, climbing between his stepmother’s spread thighs.
“You be still. Lynn,” he said threateningly. “I’m gonna pull your fucking tits off if you don’t be still.”
Tony pressed his cock into her cunt.
Lynn screamed a muffled protest as she felt her cunt stretch around his hard cock, sliding into her pussy slowly. Tony watched his cock enter his stepmother’s cunt, his eyes glowing with pleasure, holding his breath as the wet heat of her pussy surrounded his prick. Stupidly Lynn wondered if he had ever fucked a girl in his house before.
Tony shoved his cock all the way in her pussy, a few hairs at the base of his cock mixing with the thick, luxuriant mat of her cunt hair. Lynn was certain his cock was as huge as his father’s, stretching her pussy, stuffing her full. She twisted her head from side to side, groaning in protest when Tony started thrusting his cock into her cunt, fucking her swiftly, not at all concerned about her.
She tried to lie still, not move a muscle, but to her horror, she felt her ass moving. She twisted her ass on the mattress, side to side, then the tears started flowing again when she couldn’t help humping her ass up and down to the rhythm of Tony’s plunging cock.
She was fucking him! Her cunt was very wet, despite her desire to get his cock out of her pussy. She felt Billy squeezing her tits, the pain mingling with an increasing sensation of pleasure, pleasure that her mind fought against.
“She loves it, Tony!” Billy grunted as he dug his fingers into her tits hard. “Look, she’s moving her ass! Lynn goes for a good fuck, I think. Maybe Dad don’t give her enough cock, huh?”
“We will!” Tony grunted, slamming his cock into her pussy, hard, making slapping sounds. “We’ll give her all the cock she wants, right?”
“Fucking tight!”
Lynn was crying openly, tears running down her cheeks, eyes open but unseeing. Her naked ass rolled and churned with Tony’s cuckthrusts. She was fucking back at him, feeling pressure growing hot between her slim thighs, wondering if she were going crazy.
Billy started sucking on her tit, drawing her nipple deep into his mouth. Lynn felt her clit tingling as his tongue licked, his lips sucking her nipple harshly. Then Billy was biting her sensitive, tender nipple, chewing on it with his teeth. The burning pain of her nipple seemed to radiate down to her cunt, causing a series of waving motions on Tony’s cock.
Lynn couldn’t believe she felt a slowly growing pleasure at their rough treatment. She had never enjoyed any sort of pain before, but this was different. With Tony’s cock fucking into her cunt, the pain seemed to create an erotic effect within her naked body. She twisted her hips as Tony fucked her, his balls slapping against the checks of her ass.
Billy took his mouth from her tit, and the pain lingered from the chewing he had given her tender nipple. She felt him move, and she tried to turn her head, her hips still thrashing along with Tony’s cock.
Billy slipped his pants off, then his shirt, and Lynn knew he was going to fuck her next. His cock stood out in thick hardness, the head almost purple in swollen smoothness. He was on his knees, looking at her body and jerking his fist back and forth on his cock. Lynn couldn’t take her eyes off it, swallowing with a dry throat.
Billy pressed his cock into her hand, closing her fingers around it. Lynn surprised herself by clutching his cock tightly in her fist. Billy held her hand around his cock and tried to make her jack him off, but Lynn refused. She held his cock tight, but she wasn’t going to jack him off.
He began to fuck her fist instead.
Feeling Billy’s cock throb in her fist, Lynn moaned. Her hips began to move faster, fucking at Tony’s cock. She couldn’t help herself. She could feel every inch of Tony’s cock plunging into her cunt, and to her horror, her cunt was responding by gripping his prick tightly, her ass bouncing in its limited movements.
Her eyes were glassy as she watched Billy fucking her fist. She tried time and again to fight the insane passion that was growing in her body. Yet, she held Billy’s cock as hard as she could, feeling it slide in and out, and Tony’s cock was increasing in speed. She knew they would come, and when they did, one cock would squirt into her fist, the other up her cunt.
With his cock pumping into her fist, Billy started to pinch and pull her nipples again. The sharp pain shot through Lynn’s body, sending pleasure through her. She felt an orgasm swelling deep in her cunt, and she attempted to stop it, not wanting to give her stepson the satisfaction of making her come.
“I’m gonna come!” Tony grunted, crashing his cock hard into her cunt, his pelvic bone bruising hers. “I’m gonna come, Billy!”
“Shoot it up her fucking cunt,” his brother said. “Cum in her fucking hot cunt! I’m gonna cum in her fist!”
Tony plunged his cock hard into her cunt, his body going stiff, his face lifted up and contorted in a grimace. Lynn pressed her cunt up hard against him, feeling the throbbing spurts of his come splashing against the satiny walls of her cunt. As Tony came flooding her cunt with come juice, her cunt gripped his cock hard, then she writhed in convulsions of orgasm.
She whimpered through the gag, wanting to scream oat her disgust, her ecstasy, her embarrasment. As she came, her cunt sucking at Tony’s cocky draining his young hairless balls, Billy gushed hot, thick come juice into her tight fist, smearing her palm. She started sobbing as her cunt went through, for the first time in her life, a series of ecstatic multiple organs. When they removed their cocks, Lynn’s body went limp. She closed her eyes, feeling so ashamed that she wanted to die then and there. Despite her sense of shame, her humiliation, she had enjoyed it. Her cunt felt empty and lost now that Tony’s cock wasn’t in it, and her hand held a pool of Billy’s come juice. Her naked tits heaved up and down as she panted, wishing they would at least remove the gag.
Billy and Tony looked her naked body over as she lay in misery. Lynn’s humiliation came not from being helplessly tied up for their enjoyment, or from her naked condition. It came from her knowledge that, she had participated in fucking with them. She had not wanted to, but something drove her to move her hips, to squeeze her fist.
“She’s a good fuck, Billy,” Tony said, grinning as he stared between her legs. “Lynn is a damn good fuck.”
“Better than your fist, huh,” Billy teased. “I guess anything is better than your fist.”
“Are you gonna take a turn with her?” Tony asked.
Billy was looking at Lynn’s eyes, seeing the fright that returned to them. Lynn groaned, trying to tell them to remove the gag. She twisted against the ropes.
Tony and Billy watched her thrash about, grinning.
Billy tugged at the hair of her cunt, hurting her. She lifted her hips, trying to ease the pain. His evil laugh made her fear more pronounced.
Tony was sitting back on his heels between her legs, watching his brother.
Lynn felt Billy’s fingers slide along each side of her clitoris. At first it felt good to her, but then he pinched the tender bud, making her cry out against the gag. He turned to look at her, then pulled painfully at her clitoris. He tried to pull her ass off the bed, using her clitoris as a handle.
Tormented tears flowed from her eyes as she moaned. Lynn arched her hips up in an effort to avoid the pain, and Billy pulled harder yet, grinning at her wickedly.
He was starting to hook his finger into her cunt when the bedside telephone rang.
The boys jumped, startled by the unexpected sound.
“You better answer it,” Tony gasped.
Billy lifted the receiver.
“It’s Dad,” he whispered. “He wants to talk to Lynn. What can I tell him?”
Lynn’s eyes bugged out as she strained to scream through the gag.
Tony clamped his hand against her mouth, pushing her head back. “Shut up!” he hissed. “Don’t try to scream!”
“She’s tied up right now, Dad,” Billy said into the phone, smiling. “I’ll tell her to call you, sure.”
Lynn felt defeat. If only she could, have made enough noise to cause Jake to become suspicious. She had missed her chance.
“You ever try that again,” Billy said, staring into her eyes, his face close, “and I’m gonna really hurt you, bitch!”
“Yeah, me too,” Tony warned. “You’re just a fucking cunt bitch, Lynn! We can do anything we want with you and there’s not a fucking thing you can do about it.”
For emphasis, Tony leaned down and bit her nipple, hard.
Lynn groaned, trying to scream past the gag. The pain became worse as Tony started chewing on her nipple. She knew he would leave teeth marks on her tit, and if they were still there when Jake came home, what could she say?
“Wanna let her go now, Billy?” Tony asked. He saw Lynn’s hands turning a bluish color, the circulation cut off. I didn’t know how long she had been tied, but it looked as if it was time to let her go.
“Not yet,” Billy said, gazing at her hairy cunt.
“If you’re gonna fuck her, you better hurry up,” Tony said, becoming worried about her discolored hands.
“Tony, sit on her stomach and hold her cunt open for me,” Billy said. “I’m gonna piss in her cunt.”
Lynn’s eyes bugged again. Piss in her cunt? Horrible, the most horrible [missing text].
She saw Tony straddle her stomach, his small ass cheeks parting a bit as he sat down. She felt his balls resting against her flesh, and she moaned.
Tony leaned over and pulled the sensitive lips of her cunt apart. Her hips trembled, knowing what was ment. Never had she been treated so disgustingly. If only they would simply fuck her, then let her go, she could accept that — not like it, but accept it. But Billy and Tony weren’t satisfied with fucking her; they wanted to degrade and humiliate her. That was where their enjoyment was, in abusing her body and mind in the most perverse and horrible manner they could devise.
She thrashed.
A hot stream of Billy’s piss splashed against her cunt, drenching her crotch. Tony giggled as he watched Billy pissing on her cunt. Lynn began to cry again, softly, her hips still. She couldn’t move her cunt away from the spray of Billy’s piss. The hot piss stung her clitoris, and to her horror, she could feel it starting to throb.
“Piss in her fucking cunt!” Tony yelled squirming his ass on her stomach. He slipped his ass and balls up and down, and Lynn could not resist watching. Tony lifted his ass a little, shoved it back in excitement. Lynn caught a brief glimpse of his asshole just before he sat down on one of her abused tits.
“Open her fucking cunt bigger!” Billy screamed.
Tony, rubbing Lynn’s nipple against his ass, pulled the lips of her pussy wide.
Lynn sobs increased as she felt the hot piss going into her cunt. Piss dripped and ran down between the cheeks of her ass when her cunt was filled. She felt Tony’s asshole clutching her nipple, and through her sense of humiliation, she felt his asshole becoming hot on her tit, so hot that it seemed to sear her rigid nipple. Her pussy hair became soaked with Billy’s piss, and soon, her naked ass was resting in a pool of piss.
The stinging stream of piss went on and on. Her brain was filled with a roaring sound, hearing her stepsons laugh, but their conversation didn’t come through to her. The only thing she knew for certain was they were talking about, or rather, about her cunt, calling her names like bitch and cunt and cocksucker.
Lynn didn’t know when they left her alone.
CHAPTER FOUR
When awareness came to her, she found her arms and legs had been freed. She lay on the piss-soaked bed, rubbing her wrists. Her ankles and wrists were sore, and they had left her gag on.
Removing the gag, she licked at her dry lips, her face covered with tears. She had not passed out, but shi had drifted off. She remained on the bed, naked, her crotch covered with pin, the mattress wet under her ass.
