"Oh, God! Oh, God!" she whispered.
She watched Ted shake his cock when he finished, watched a final drop of piss drip on her clit, then her head fell over the edge of the table again. She felt Joey releasing her arms and feet, and for a moment she couldn't make them move. They felt numb, and as feeling returned to them, they tingled. She lay a while longer, her strength returning to her. When she stood up, she swayed and wobbled, piss running down her legs.
"Now you can take a bath," Ted laughed nastily. Make sure you give your cunt a good washing, Aunt Peggy. I might want to eat it later on tonight, you know.”
She staggered weakly to her bedroom, slipping her dress off as the tub filled. Sinking into the very hot water, she felt the aching in her bruised cunt. Leaning back in the tub, her body covered by the soothing heat, she closed her eyes and tried to make sense out of what was happening, what her nephews were turning her into.
Peggy's cunt throbbed, but with a mild, aching pain instead of anticipated pleasure. Her tits, too, hurt. Lifting them from the water, she examined them. They were still red, but not as fiery. Her nipples were very sensitive to the touch, too.
A slow grin spread over her lovely face as she recalled the powerful thrusts of their cock as they fucked her mouth. It had not been as bad as she had thought. On the contrary, the feel of their hard, hot cocks fucking in and out of her mouth had been good. And the taste of that thick come as it gushed into her throat had been like honey to her.
Peggy let the water out after washing her body, paying careful and tender attention to her cunt. Then she turned the shower on and shampooed her hair until it was squeaky clean. As she dried her beautiful body, Joey came into the bathroom. He stared at her naked beauty as if awestruck. Peggy stood with the towel in front of her, cringing back, afraid that he would grab her. But Joey held up a pair of sheer panties.
"Put these on, nothing else, Aunt Peggy," he said, placing them on the toilet and leaving.
Peggy continued to cringe, staring at the door. Joey had been almost polite. Dropping the towel, she picked up the panties and looked at them. They were a very brief pair of her best and laciest panties. They were cut high, exposing her thighs and hips. She made a face as she slipped them over her hips. Her reflection in the mirror caught her attention, and even she was amazed at how beautiful she looked. Closing the bathroom door, she stood in front of the full-length mirror and looked at herself. The dark hair of her cunt was like a beacon, drawing the eye immediately.
Drawing aside the lacy crotch, she spread her legs and arched her hips, gazing at her cunt as she parted the long hair. The lips of her cunt were visibly bruised, she saw. But the dull ache felt good. Peggy didn't understand why she found enjoyment by having her cunt slapped so brutally. She didn't understand why such pain made her come.
Wearing brief panties, she left the bathroom. Her hair was almost dry now. Entering the living room, Peggy stood shyly as Ted and Joey looked up. Her hands were behind her back as she looked at the floor like a shy little girl, a faint flush on her face. She had the strangest feeling that if she didn't show respect to them, they would torment her, maybe torture her worse than ever. So she stood with her hands behind her back, subservient.
Ted came to her, and when she felt him tying her hands behind her back, she shivered. A thrill went through her stomach, and to her horror, Peggy found herself becoming excited, her bruised cunt pulsating as her nipples became hard and firm, jutting upward. A leather collar was placed around her neck, with two leash-like chains on each side. Next, Ted dropped down and placed shackles around her ankles, hobbling her so she could only take short steps.
Joey came toward her, carrying a weird band of leather. She saw it was like a bra, only the most unusual bra she had ever seen. When he placed it around her tits, tightening it behind her nipples poked through holes in the bra cups. When Joey cinched the bra as tight as he could, her nipples shove through even more, making them swell outward obscenely. She could hardly breathe because Joey had made it so tight. Then Ted brought out a very large rubber cock, with straps affixed to it. Peggy’s eyes opened wide with fear when he knelt her, pulling her panties down.
“Oh, don’t put that in me!” she gasped. “It’s too big! Oh, God, you want to split me in two, Ted?”
“This ain’t gonna hurt you,” he replied. “Oh, maybe a little at first, but you’ll get used to it. Shit, Aunt Peggy, you might even love it up your fucking cunt.”
“No, not that,” she said. “Use something smaller, please. That thing will ruin me!”
“Open your knees,” he said.
Peggy refused, trembling with fear. Ted swung the hard rubber cock against her hip, leaving a welt. Peggy screamed in pain and quickly parted her knees. She couldn’t spread them very far because her feet were hobbled, but far enough for Ted to work the rubber cock into her cunt. He had to sort of screw it in, but Peggy’s cunt was wet, which made it easier. She began to cry as the rubber cock stretched her already bruised cuntlips. It felt as if her was shoving an enormous pole up her cunt. The pain was terrible; she had never felt anything so huge before. When Ted had all the rubber cock up her cunt, Peggy felt as if it was coming out her throat and her cunt had been sliced open.
Ted clamped the straps around her hips, securing the painful object deep inside her pussy, then he pulled her panties up again, snapping the elastic waistband at her hips.
“How do you like it, Aunt Peggy?” he grinned, patting the bulge it made in her panties.
“Oh, God! It’s going to rip me apart!” she wailed, afraid to move. “Please, Ted, take it out!”
He didn’t reply. He and his brother took the end of the chains dangling from the leather collar and they started toward the front door. Peggy had to move, or they would pull her down flat on her face. The excruciating pain in her cunt seemed to cut and burn with the first short step. As the led her out the door, she minced, her hips swaying. Peggy was crying with pain, horrified that they were taking her out into the front yard. Although the highway was some distance, she could still see a car now and then. And if she could see the traffic, then people in those cars could probably see her, too.
Ted and Joey led her about the front yard. Peggy stumbled a number of times, but didn't fall.
"Let's take her down to the highway," Joey said.
"Oh, no!" Peggy cried.
"Sure," Ted laughed. "We can tie her to the mailbox and give those people a nice show. We could take her panties off so they could see that rubber cock up her cunt. Hell, someone might even stop and give her a fuck.”
"Please, oh, God, please!" Peggy sobbed. "You can't- you wouldn't-”
"The fuck we wouldn't," Joey laughed nastily. "We'd do anything we want. You give us any trouble, that's just what we'll do, Aunt Peggy.”
"I won't," she said quickly. "I promise, I won't give you any trouble. Do things to me, hurt me, but don't take me down there.”
They started pulling her down the driveway.
Peggy was crying in shame, stumbling as she tried to pull back and they pulled forward. She stared at the highway as if it were some dangerous beast. She was turning a shameful red even now.
"No! No! No!" she sobbed.
They stopped halfway to the highway. Peggy hung her head, refusing to look up. She heard a car honk as it zipped past. Someone had see her.
The chains jangled, and she saw her nephews clamping them to stakes she had never seen before. Realizing what they were doing, she gasped, “Please, don’t do this! People will see me! What will they think of me?”
"They'll think you're naked and chained," Ted said. "Maybe some guy will stop and give you a quick fuck, Aunt Peggy.”