How strange it was, suffering under his blows while feeling that delicious rubbing touch against her body. She couldn't think about it for long, for her cousin was behind her now, making the arch of her left foot his target. Diane wailed, feeling the leather almost crushing the tiny bones in her ankle. She snapped her head from side to side, beating her face against the leather straps while her long blonde hair whipped across her flushed face.

There was another crushing blow, this one aimed at her ass-cheeks. She felt the cold leather snapping against her ass-cheeks and jerked forward, still careful to keep her legs well bent back to prevent choking herself.

The blows against her ass were warming her up in a strangely pleasant way. She felt a subtle throbbing in her shitter that ran up to her clit. Her cunt warmed even more, caressed by the smooth rubbing of the black leather harness. Another blow, this one yanking her asshole out of shape, sent stinging hot pleasure crushing up her spine and into her brain. Diane compressed the gag with her tongue, shrilling more loudly past the filthy handkerchief.

Billy beat her ass savagely, his eyes round with excitement, sweat streaking his flushed face as the leather raised large meaty welts on her reddening flesh.

Diane felt the rape slicing into her wrists, cutting her skin savagely and somehow adding to the forbidden pleasure raking across her clit. Behind her, she could hear her cousin's whistling breath that joined with the hissing of the crop through the air.

Ohhh, how her ass burned! The girl thought she could feel her skin splitting as her ass heated, reddening to scarlet. The blazing agony of her plump ass shot down to her cunt again and again. To her shame Diane could feel her cuntlips rubbing slickly over the leather and knew the juices were flowing. She felt the crop slash across her upper arms, then snap down over her bound wrists and ankles. There was soon no place on her body that hadn't tasted the cruel bite of Billy's riding crop.