thrilling.
Resisting the urge to put his hands on her ass, sensing it would wake her, he slipped out of the room and went to shower and dress. His cock stayed hard all through the shower, and even after he was dressed, the front of his pants bulged strongly.
Greta wanted to go shopping in the city that morning and he had planned to take her, but under his plan for Jenny, John was going to be the driver so that he would be off the scene and unable to help his sister.
Neither Greta nor John suspected anything as he presented them with a list of things he needed, a list which meant visiting many shops so that the trip would take a long time, more time than he needed to carry out the plan that would lead to his cock being buried deep between the beautiful cheeks of Jenny's ass.
Minutes after Greta and John left, Cyril went to his study and picked up an illustrated magazine devoted to bondage. Showing it to Jenny, he suggested they go to his room and look at it together.
'So that's why you sent them to town, is it?' she asked, smiling.
'Of course. Since I won't have you around much from now on, I want to have you to myself as much as I can. You don't mind, do you?'
'Mind? You must be kidding, Uncle Cyril. When I'm gone, I'm going to miss you a lot,' she told him, her left hand going to the front of his pants and squeezing his stiff cock. 'Mmm, you're really in the mood for fun and games.'
'Are you?'
'You better believe it. I seem to have a permanent case of hot cunt.'
Reaching under her dress as she opened her legs, he stroked the crotch of her panties and found that her pussy was very warm indeed.
Sitting on the brass, four-poster bed, they looked through the magazine together, commenting on various pictures showing women bound in a wide variety of positions.
'Greta and I used to play the bondage game often,' Cyril told her. 'She especially liked this position,' he said, showing her a picture of a naked woman lying on her back, her legs raised back over her body, her wrists bound behind her knees so that she was totally vulnerable, her cunt and asshole nicely presented.
'Sometimes,' he explained, 'I'd fuck her while she was tied up like that. Other times, I'd finger her cunt or, if I felt really freaky, I'd just look at her and play with myself for a long time. After I reached the stage where I couldn't bold my charge back I'd jerk off and shoot my jism all over her. That really used to drive her wild. I don't know why we haven't done it in so long. How would you like to play it with me?'
'Sure. It sounds like fun. Do you want me to undress now?'
'No. First, I'll tie you up with all your clothes on. I like that a lot.'
Going to the dresser, he got the silk drape ties he had put there earlier, and then he had her lie on the bed. He tied her wrists behind her back, and then tied her ankles together. After that, he told her how beautiful she looked as he pushed the hem of her dress back so that he could see her panties, then he stripped naked and waved his cock at her.
Sitting on the bed beside her, he opened the front of her dress and played with the cups of her bra, telling her how helpless she looked.
'I feel so vulnerable,' she told him. 'This game is really wild. Are you going to tie me up naked later?'
'Yes. This is really turning me on. I'm going to tie you up in a lot of different positions. We'll make believe that I'm a rapist. I've kidnapped you and you are my helpless victim. When I can't wait any longer, I'll rape you. You'll plead and cry, but you'll be helpless and I'll sink my cock in your cunt.'
'Oh yes! I'll cry all the time you're fucking me. We'll pretend I'm a virgin. Oh, Christ, this is going to be fun!'
Untying her then, he had her lie on the bed. Cyril had never played the bondage game before, but the pictures in the magazine gave him plenty of ideas, and Jenny's enthusiasm gave him all the inspiration he needed. He gradually undressed her until she was naked except for her garter belt and nylons, which he decided to leave on.
'Oh, Cyril, I hope you'll fuck me soon!' she panted as she lay face up on the bed, and her uncle tied her wrists and ankles to the four posts. Then he placed two pillows under her ass.
'Yes, you tender little virgin,' Cyril told her as he knelt between her legs, his cock throbbing in his right hand. 'I'm going to give you a sample of my cock right now. I'm going to push it slowly up your little cunt and stretch you.'
'Oh no, you mustn't do that! I'm a virgin! Please don't fuck me! Please let me go home to my mummy!'
'When you go home to your mummy, little girl, you won't be a virgin. I'm going to fuck you plenty before I'm finished with you. I'm going to fuck you, make you suck my big prick, everything. What a sweet little cunt you have,' he went on as he began to stroke it. Then his fingers parted the pink cunt lips and she began to cry. She did it so convincingly that he feared his balls would explode if he didn't soon get his rocks off, and then he told himself to wait so that he could enjoy the game longer.
'Go ahead and cry, little girl,' he told her as he slowly lowered himself onto her naked body. 'I love to hear a little girl wailing while I rape her. I'm going to rape you now. Here comes my big cock to fuck your little cunt. You're helpless, aren't you? There's nothing you can do. Feel my big cock in your crotch? In a minute, you'll feel it pushing up your virginal little cunt and fucking you.'
While she continued to cry and plead for mercy, Cyril rubbed the head of his cock over the lips of her cunt, then he slowly pushed it between them, into her tight, nicely lubricated slit, and she cried more loudly. He trembled, his body and mind wild with desire, then he pushed the head right into her and she cried out with pretended fear.
Slowly, panting with passion, he fed cock into her lovely cunt. Jenny made her pleading and crying so convincing, that it was easy for him to believe that he had a virginal little girl tied on the bed as he pushed the final inch of prick into her, then sighed and pressed down heavily on her perspiring body, allowing his cock to throb in her hot cunt as she went on begging him to let her go.
He had almost forgotten himself, and when he remembered the real purpose of the game, he hurriedly pulled his prick out of her cunt and knelt up.
'Oh, Cyril, if you don't stick your cock back in me and fuck me, I'll really cry, and I won't be kidding. Jesus, I'm so horny!'
'So am I, baby,' he told her as he untied her. 'I'm going to fuck you soon, but I want to try a couple more positions first. This is the wildest fucking game I've ever played.'
As he finished untying her, he put a hand in her crotch, rubbed her cunt for a few seconds, and then slipped a finger into her slit. He found her clit, and then he was stroking it as she groaned with passion.
When he sensed that she was close to orgasm, he shifted his position, fastened his mouth to the warm pussy and began lapping. Jenny climaxed strongly, and her cries filled the room as her long legs scissored high in the air.
And then for Cyril, there could be no more waiting. He had her stand at the foot of the bed and tied one ankle to each post, and then he placed a pillow over the brass rail and had her bend over it. Taking the long cords, he tied her wrists to the head of the bed, checked to ensure that she was perfectly helpless, then smiled as he went to the dresser and picked up the jar of lubricant.
'What are you getting that for, Uncle Cyril?' Jenny asked, a trace of alarm in her voice.
'To grease your tight little asshole, darling. It will help my prick slip in more easily. I've wanted to fuck your beautiful ass for a long time, Jenny. Now I am going to do it. Of course if you don't want me to get my prick up your ass, if you really don't want it, all you have to do is run away.'
'You bastard! You dirty, sneaky, filthy bastard!' she spat. 'This whole game was just your way of setting me up for this. That's why you sent John and Greta away.'
'Right on all counts, Jenny,' he told her as he put a finger in the jar, and then brought it to her little pink asshole. Her hole was tight as he pushed the finger in to lubricate it, diddling her and telling her how good it was going to feel when his cock was there instead of his finger.
Knowing that there was nothing she could do, Jenny stopped cursing him and decided to submit. Angered that she refused to plead or cry, Cyril looked at her lovely arched ass and considered using a leather belt to bring tears, but he decided against it. She was going to be angry enough as it was and so, probably, would John.
Guiding the head of his cock to her asshole, Cyril teased her for a few seconds, then pushed, and slowly
