"Gonna suck my cock too… gonna do all those fuckin' things I make my old ladies do around here."

"No!"

Again Darlene tried getting up. Again Jeff kicked her, this time sending the toe of his right boot smashing into the place just below her left lower rib. The force of the painful blow knocked the wind from her. Darlene's face reddened, her cheeks puffing out while the top of her body snapped forward.

"Uhhhhhhh!"

Falling to one side, the girl curled protectively into a fetal position, drawing her knees up to her tits while pressing her knees together. Jeff raised his leg yet a third time, bringing his foot down between her legs and forcing her knees apart. Darlene complied, gnashing her teeth as she waited for the next blow.

It didn't come quite yet. His lips had curled into a hellish grin, revealing how much he enjoyed inflicting this pain and humiliation. He was there – her cousin, her own flesh and blood, booted, an emissary of horror sent to plague her. Darlene scooted back, her shorts riding up, the crotch panel pressing into her cuntal flesh. It was only at this point that Darlene realized an increasing feeling of sexual pleasure was mingling with her fear. He laughed, seeing that confusion in her eyes.

"Oh, Jeff, I won't tell anyone about this if you let me go now," Darlene pleaded, nearly as afraid of her own reaction as of her cousin's.

"Don't matter, nohow."

Jeff stepped forward. The girl's breath quickened while her flesh became prickly. The sweat on his cheeks made his stubbly chin glisten oddly.

"Oh, how can you do this to me?" she sobbed, her fingers curling into her thighs. She nibbed a tear from under one eye, praying God something would happen to prevent her certain rape.