"Untie me," Wanda said evenly, trying to ignore the fact that he was still naked. "Untie me now, you little bastard."

"You hit me with that whip," Jimmy said, touching a bruise on his shoulder. "You know that?"

"You deserved it," Wanda spat.

"For what? Fucking somebody in the barn? What the hell were you doing out there, anyway? Standing outside the door diddling your cunt while we fucked?"

The fact that he spoke the horrible truth infuriated Wanda even more. She struggled against the bonds at her wrists and ankles until her body glistened with sweat.

"You little prick," she gasped. "When I get free, I'm going to make you pay for that smart remark."

"Hey, you gonna fuck her or talk all night?" Brenda asked, entering the room.

"Yeah, I'm gonna fuck her," Jimmy said. "How dare you even talk like that!" Wanda said. "Now untie me, you little shit."

"Fuck her," Brenda said. "Fuck her hard. Make it hurt, Jimmy."

Any further words Wanda might have had became frozen in her throat when her stepson crawled onto the bed and knelt between her legs.

"You ready to get fucked, Mommy?" Jimmy asked, placing his hands on Wanda's mound of cunt. "Hmmmmmm? You want my prick in your sweet pussy?"

"You… wouldn't," Wanda said at last, her words a gasp.

"You two get the fuck out of here," Jimmy said to Brenda and Mike. "I want her all alone for a little while."

"Yeah, let's go fuck on the couch," Brenda said, tugging at Mike's arm.

After they walked from the bedroom, and Wanda was alone with Jimmy, she felt a little safer. With that horrible girl gone and not egging Jimmy on, she could convince him to untie her.

"Look, Jimmy, I'm sorry I hit you with the whip," Wanda began. "Now just be a good boy and…"

"Boy?" Jimmy mocked. He grasped his rock-hard cock with both hands and pointed it toward her face. "You call this a boy's cock?"