Uncle Jim pulled the handle out, sniffing at the smooth slick black leather, then twisting it around until he was gripping it tightly. Cori shivered, aware of the whistling wind chilling her flesh and making it break out into goose pimples all over her naked body. Uncle Jim staggered around a little more, dragging the leather whip behind him like a tail.

Cori refused to look. It would only make her feel worse. Instead, she concentrated on the thin rope binding her wrists together to the limb, holding them prisoner while her feet swept back and forth against the ground.

He stopped. Slowly, Cori twisted her head around, peering over her shoulder. He had his legs apart, the whip in his right hand. She watched him cock his arm back, the biceps bulging as he staggered forward. For a moment, she thought he was going to fall. But he regained his balance and brought the whip down.

Cori screamed, hearing the leather sizzling through the air before it crashed between her jutting shoulder blades.

"Eaghghghghhhhhh!"

Cori's body snapped forward, her belly scraping painfully against the tree. She clenched her fingers around the white line holding her wrists together, half hauling herself up from the base of the tree while sobbing hysterically. Uncle Jim was laughing behind her, pleased at his reaction.

"Yaghghhhhhhh!" Another blow, this time right across her bare ass. Cori screamed again, feeling the slicing heat explode across her ass and smash into her belly and cunt. The rope was starting to cut into her wrists. All her weight was suspended from those bonds while her legs swung back and forth. In a moment Cori sagged downward once more, sobbing, feeling the throbbing pain in her back match the ache in her violated ass. She shook her head, not understanding why her uncle was acting this way. She had seen him leering at her during the day, especially when her cousin Cindy wasn't around. But she thought that was her imagination. How a member of her own family could act this way was beyond her!