weight of Annette's legs. Helpless now, Bobby concentrated on jerking his groin upward, in search of the relief he was hoping for.
Annette slowly lowered her lips to the tip of Bobby's cock and ran her tongue around the ridge of its purple head lightly. She listened to the moans of boy as she grabbed the base of his cock with one hand and the small leather sack of balls with her other. Her moist tongue hung from her closed lips forcing Bobby to move his hips up and down to rub the swollen head of his cock against it.
Careful not to allow the boy's cock entrance to her warm mouth, Annette waited for the boy's lust to build as she allowed him to masturbate hopelessly on the only thing his cock could reach. Annette could feel the excitement growing within the pulsing cock. The intensity grew until the last second, when Annette raised her head from the boy's cock only moments before he could cum, and shouted orders to the two male slaves.
'Strip the old lady and use the stakes from the van to tie her spread open, wrinkled body to the ground!' Annette said watching Martha's eyes open wide and her gagged head shake left and right in unacceptance. 'And take her gag off. I want to hear her scream.'
Looking down again, Annette watched the boy's cock jump as his hips continued to jerk upward in search of stimulation to ease the pain of his throbbing balls. Annette smiled as she lowered her tongue and again graciously allowing Bobby to rub himself along its short length.
Once more, as Bobby was about to cum, the tongue was withdrawn, but this time he screamed as his balls were squeezed unmercifully in the tight fisted hand of the beautiful woman sitting on top of him.
Letting go of Bobby's cock and balls, Annette turned around on top of the boy's body using her own weight to pin the boy to the ground. Bobby's eyes were closed as Annette's lips lowered, covering the boy's mouth and gently sucked in his tongue. As Bobby's arms reached up to encircle the woman above him, Annette pulled away and stood up spread leg over him and looked down smiling.
'You're going to have to prove yourself if you want my body,' Annette said as she ran her hands seductively against her cunt and across her beasts.
'YES! Anything you want. I'll so whatever you want me to do, just please, let me fuck you!' Bobby screamed as his hands went to his balls to massage away the pain.
Reaching up, Annette unhooked the leash that held Bobby to the wooden pole and took him to where his aunt was now laying naked and spread eagle on the barn floor. Pulling on the leash she positioned Bobby between Martha's extremely spread legs and her dark hairy bush.
Annette rolled Martha over to one side and put Bobby's leash under Martha's body. Annette let go and Martha rolled onto her back, on top of the leash connected to Bobby's neck collar. The leash now ran from Bobby's neck, disappeared under Martha's tightly closed ass cheeks and exited by her Martha's shoulders. Annette pulled slowly on the end of the leash and watched as young Bobby's head lowered to within an inch of his aunt's wet cunt. Martha let her head drop back to the floor and closed her eyes as she struggled to contain the stirring within her.
Annette let go of the end of the leash. Reaching forward with both hands she placed them on Martha's large breasts and squeezed each nipple gently.
'How long has it been since you had a good pussy licking?' Annette asked as she looked down into the frightened woman's eyes. Martha closed her eyes in shame of what was happening to her.
'Answer me you old bitch!' Annette screamed as she grabbed Martha's nipple and pinched it hard. 'I'll pinch it right off if you don't answer me.'
'Aaaggghhhhh!' Martha screamed. 'No, pleaseeee! I'll answer! Please stop, stopppppp!'
'How long old lady. One, maybe two years?' Annette asked again.
'Never,' Martha said in a voice that could hardly be heard by anyone except Annette and Bobby.
'NEVER?' Annette shouted as she looked over at Martha's husband Joe. 'You mean that your husband has never gone down on you? Ever?' Martha closed her eyes and shook her head NO!
'My husband, Joe, said it was gross and too disgusting,' Martha sobbed as she spoke.
'Yeah, I'll be he let you give him a blow job though, didn't he?' Annette asked.
Martha shook her head NO, unable to speak now from the embarrassing circumstance she found herself in. She couldn't believe it, but she could feel the juices starting to flow within her cunt. She hadn't felt this way for a long time. She hadn't had sex for years. Joe just seemed to become uninterested in her sexually. She had always thought it was because of the way she gushed so much liquid when she came. 'It's disgusting!' Joe had always said.
Martha's thoughts again turned toward her nephew Bobby, as she felt his heated breath against her pussy lips. Tremendous excitement spread through her groin, as the picture of her young nephew's face staring at her cunt, raced through her mind. She fought to restrain herself. With a start she realized that in her uncontrollable excitement, a trickle of pussy juice was now beginning to seep from her cunt.
'Oh my God!' Martha thought to herself realizing that Bobby's face was right next to her seeping pussy. 'This can't be happening to me! My body is turning on to his hot breath on my cunt lips. Everyone is watching me. I have to fight these cravings. But it feels so good. If I could only raise my cunt to his mouth for a second… NO! I can't let my body give in to the pleasure. Please no, not with my own little nephew!'
Martha tried to clench her pussy muscles together and keep her juices inside her cunt but as she tightened her inner cunt muscles, she felt a stream of sticky fluid squeeze out and run down the crack of her ass. She was sure that Bobby could see and smell her excitement now. She had tried for so many years to hide the fact that she always craved sex. Until now, she had always managed to keep her cravings under control.
Annette saw it. She had seen the symptoms so many times, in so many women. This type of sexual craving was easy to draw out. Annette had only to help Martha expose the cravings and admit them to herself. Then Annette could sit back and watch Martha as she found her own path to toward sexual satisfaction.
'Slave, YOU!' Annette screamed her order one of the male slaves. 'Get the small whip from the van. The one with 50-knotted straps.'
Annette knelt down and untied Martha's hands. Once free, each hand moved instinctively to cover each of her large breasts. Without thinking Martha began rubbing her nipples to reduce the pain Annette had inflicted with her pinching. But as the pain diminished and finally disappeared, Martha found it impossible to stop her own caresses.
Standing above the naked woman Annette spoke to the male slave holding the whip, so that everyone could hear. 'Slave!' Annette said in a loud voice. 'I want this see this woman raise her cunt and grind it into this boy's mouth.'
'No. Please don't make me do this! I won't I tell you! I won't do it!' Martha screamed.
'Each time she stops moving her hips, or lowers them from the boy's mouth, I want you to whip the boy's ass. Make sure you get his cock and balls with the whip too.'
Martha shook with excitement and fear as she listened to Annette's words and realized she was going to be forced to do the very thing that she had for so many years dreamed of. So many nights when Joe had cum so quickly and left her unsatisfied, Martha had dreamed of tying her husband to the bed and forcing him to eat her while she sat and wiggled her cunt onto his face. Now, for the first time in her life, she would feel what it was like for her cunt to be licked and sucked. Without being aware of it, her cunt was slowly moving closer to her nephew's warm wet mouth.
'Aghhhhhhh!' Martha heard Bobby cry as the whip smacked against his bare bottom and the knots on the end of the leather strands stung his balls and cock.
'Noooo, doon't!' cried Martha as she shoved her crotch upward hard into the young boy's open and screaming mouth. Pleasure filled her groin, like nothing her husband Joe had ever given her.
'Oh God!' Martha screamed unaware that a sound had even escaped her lips. Without reservation she forced her hips upward and slowly ground her pelvis into her nephew forcing her swollen pussy lips to part around his small young face.
CHAPTER 22
Annette returned from the van with a red bag and kneeling at the side of Martha's hips pulled a thick dildo from
