red-welted ass. 'But I've never had it here, Daddy. I saved my naughty little shithole just for you.'
His dripping cock throbbed with a savage beat, like the war drums of a primitive jungle tribe. Sodomy and incest combined? No act he could imagine was more steeped in sin. And nothing he could think of could have excited him more!
Cindy's teasing fingers spread the cheeks of her reddened ass to show the snug dark circle of flesh that waited and pulsed so temptingly.
'Aaaarrrggghhhh!' Dan abandoned all pretense of punishment. No games now, only the tight, clinging friction of his beautiful young daughter's virgin ass.
'Hhhaaa. hhhhaaaaa!' Cindy's head snapped back from the sudden force of his thrust. She felt her quivering ass lips strain as they were pushed in and shoved apart by the soft cushion of her father's enormous cockhead.
Behind that she felt the wet heat of his rigid prick. But for being slick with cum, it would have ripped her tight little ass hole. As it was, it glided in creamy smooth, and burning hot!
'Aaaaahhhhhh!' Cindy had never felt such delightful agony. The tight little tube of her ass hugged and squeezed her father's searing cock, pulling and sucking just the way she had worked her lips.
Dan felt the seething fury. His eyes glazed and flooded with tears of unrestrained delight. No mouth, no cunt had ever worked his cock with such frenzied waves of joy. He grunted hoarsely. Just a few deep stabs and he felt ready to fire again.
His ball sac slapped her when he bottomed in her ass. It sounded like his hand such a short while before. The irony of that warped his mind. Then she was his little girl. Now she was just HIS!
CHAPTER SEVEN
Laura cowered on the bed wide-eyed and still, like a deer being stalked by a stealthy mountain lion. Her bound wrists lay in the hollow of her back, arching her body.
Rod paced angrily at the foot of the bed, flogging his wet cock with his right hand. It loomed hard and long, ready for anything. His wife's timid helplessness inflamed his lust.
'You know what's going to happen, don't you?' Rod shouted in an angry voice. 'That fucking kid is going to brag to his friends. They'll talk to other kids. Pretty soon it'll be all over town… Laura Benton is a kid-fucking whore!'
'No,' Laura said weakly, 'Brad won't say anything.'
'Like shit, he won't. When I was that age, if I'd fucked an older woman as great looking as you, I'd have shouted it from the roof tops!'
'He won't,' she whimpered softly. Her shoulders ached from the tug of the rope. Laura pushed with her feet and rolled on her side to ease the pain.
Laura squirmed uncomfortably, her eyes glued to the throbbing beat of Rod's long cock.
'What's the matter?' he asked. 'Does the rope hurt your arms?'
'Yes,' she whined. 'When I'm on my back, it does.'
'Well, let me help you.' He came around to the side of the bed behind her and jerked at the knot that bound one wrist. When it pulled loose, he hauled the rope toward the heavy wooden post at the head of the bed, pulling her bound wrist that way. Then he looped the rope around the past on the other side and pulled it back.
'What are you going to do?' Laura's voice had a dry rustle, like dead leaves. Rod said nothing, but snared her other wrist and jerked it above her head. He tied it tight, one arm pulled toward each side of the bed. The he bent down out of sight. 'Now what?' Laura wondered.
'More rope,' he muttered, pulling the binding off another box. 'I'm going to spread your fucking legs and tie them to the foot of the bed.'
'No!' Laura kicked her feet in an effort to keep them free, but Rod's raging strength was far too much. In a moment he had her bound and completely helpless, spread-eagled on the bed, twitching and jerking like a rabbit in a snare.
'There!' he said with a grim smile. His gleaming cock heaved expectantly.
'Now what?' Her voice quaked, her lower jaw trembled. Rod still had another piece of rope. A short one, thick and strong, made of rough brown fiber. 'What's that for?'
'A whip!' He doubled the heavy rope and held the two loose ends in his hand, whirling the loop above his head. It whined through the air like an angry bee. Naked, with his huge cock hard and throbbing, and the loop of rope twirling high above his head, Rod looked like an obscene cartoon cowboy. 'Aaaaagggghhhhh!' he roared.
The thick loop of rope blurred and snapped and stung Laura's tender flesh. 'Oooooow!' she cried, jerking her head and watching in horror as a red welt rose in a loop around her dripping, defenseless cunt. 'Oooooowwwwwww!'
He hit her again just as the searing pain from the first lash reached her brain. Rod hit her again and again with the biting rope, maybe half a dozen tunes, so fast that neither of them could keep close count.
The maze of red welts spread to cover Laura's heaving breasts, her smooth belly, her quaking pussy mound. Between neck and knee, no part remained untouched. The tangle of red lines on white skin looked raw, like veins in a bloodshot eye.
Laura's piercing cries came faster and faster, a new loud scream of pain before the echo of the last had faded. Rod marveled at the sound. It was the same as she made when she neared an exciting sexual climax.
Her lusty wailing made his cock ache with raging desire. Veins webbed along its sides bulged and swelled, like the muscles in the arm he used to wield the heavy rope. 'Aaarrrggggh!' He hit her again, his arm weak, his whole body trembling with the heat of intense joy.
Strangely, Laura felt pleasure more than pain. When the searing bite of the rope became more than her mind could bear, her brain tried to block it out, to pretend that it wasn't there. Her body became numb, then vibrantly alive again. Fuck oil gushed from her cunt like water.
In some twisted corner of her mind, the hissing loop of rope had become a giant cock. She writhed in aching joy each time it burned her skin. She screamed tense cries of passion each time it drew back for another vicious strike.
'Ooooooh,' she moaned in a warble of sheer delight. 'Rod, I love it! I love your big cock!'
'Whaaaaa!' The rope fell slack by his side. His prick gave a mighty heave, flaming the knob with bulging lust.
'I can't get enough of your huge prick!'
'Is that why you fuck with those punk kids?'
'Yes!' she shrieked. 'Having them only makes me want you more.'
'You want more, you'll get MORE!' He leaped up on the bed and knelt down by her head. 'Bitch!' he hissed. 'I'll give you more cock than you can stand!'
'Yes, yes,' she begged in a gasping voice. 'Do it. Fuck me! Fuck me hard. Make it hurt! Oh, Rod, it hurts so good!'
Rod spread his legs astride her face, his jerking cock throbbing only inches from her lips. Laura could feel the heat of his sweltering lust. She'd never seen him so excited! His trembling balls sagged in their warm sac and touched her nose. She breathed deeply of the pungent man-scent and reached out with her tongue.
'Hhhhhmmmmmm,' he moaned. Laura tipped back her head and sucked one throbbing ball, rolling it in her wet mouth with the auger of her tongue. 'Mmmmhhhhh!' Laura shifted to the other side, pulling with outstretched lips. 'Aaaaahhhhhh!' she heard her husband gasp.
'I want your cock!' she cried.
'And you'll get it!' He reared back and plunged blindly for her wet mouth.
Laura twisted to receive his heated thrust. Still it didn't go in straight. His swollen cockhead made one cheek bulge and then glanced off, sinking into the waiting hollow of her throat. 'Hhhhooooo!' She loved to suck a burning prick!
Her lips pulled tight, wavering with delight. Her tongue rolled and snaked out for his hairy root. With him above her, facing her feet, his immense prick was at exactly the wrong angle for a smooth entry. Laura had to tip
