The white-hot spunk firehosed deep in the girl's pussy. It was all she needed. She thrilled to the hot, squirmy feeling of his cum being unloaded in her cunt. The throbbing in her cunt became more and more concentrated. And just as Jeff was reaching the peak of his climax, Darlene slipped over the border. The white-hot moment of sexual madness was on top of her. She felt herself clawing at thin air, bucking against her bonds while cumming as hard as a woman could.

"Yeahhh!"

The strength of her first big climax frightened as much as excited her. Darlene had never thought a human being could stand so much pleasure! She shrieked just as loudly as when he had burned her with that cigarette. Only now the pain was something quite different. Darlene felt herself turning into a cunt – one large, milking cunt that was receiving her cousin's delicious, hot cum. She bucked hard against his body at that thought, wishing for a second time she could wrap her legs around him and hug him close. He fired again and again, filling her, making her feel so exhausted and yet so terribly, terribly good.

And then it was over.

"You ain't gonna say nothin' to the folks. You do, and you're gonna be the sorriest bitch that walked round here, understand?"

Darlene nodded as he began fastening the ropes around her wrists and ankles. Just what would happen from now on, she didn't know. But it would try her endurance, of that, she was certain.

CHAPTER FOUR

When Darlene opened her eyes again sunlight was streaming into her upstairs bedroom. She lay naked on the narrow bed, staring at the ceiling. Was it a dream? She groaned, rubbing her naked thighs against the smooth white cotton sheets. Lifting her head, Darlene looked at her wrists and ankles. No. It had been no dream. There were the red marks that told her the ropes, the beating, the burning, the fucking had all been real.