She let enough time go by for him to rest, and then as he pulled his cock from her, she asked, as sweetly as she could, to be untied.
Chapter 2
Ted and Joey had been motherless since their mother had left their father, Robert. That had been over a year ago. Robert was nine years older than she, but they had always been quite close. They had drawn apart during his marriage, seeing each only a few times a year. Peggy had not liked her sister-in-law, and had preferred to avoid her.
However, she loved her nephews, always sending them gifts on holidays and birthdays, something that their mother had seemed to resent. Although Peggy would never tell Robert, she was secretly glad his wife was no longer around. He had asked her to stay with him and the boys, but she had refused, sensing it might be a mistake. What Ted and Joey had done to her yesterday showed how big of a mistake.
In her bath, with fragrant bubbles bursting about her body, she tried to hate her nephews for yesterday. She hated herself, instead. She had responded to their young cocks, something that surprised her. Peggy had never been drawn erotically to young boys, yet she experienced orgasm as they took turns fucking her. Her wrists and ankles still had marks on them from the ropes, but she had not been injured. She was thankful for that.
She could hear Ted and Joey yelling and playing outside, and Peggy smiled. If being fucked by them while tied up was the worst that could happen to her, she could live with it, she decided. They had fucked her already, so what was wrong with a few more times, she rationalized.
Peggy had an erotic mind, and she had loved fucking since a very early age. She had even wondered what it would be like to be tied up and then fucked. Yet, as much as she thought about sex, her experience had been limited to simple fucking, never indulging in the more sophisticated forms such as sucking. She was sure that a hard cock, dripping wet, pressing into her throat would make her gag, and perhaps throw up. The idea of having something like that, a cock the guy pissed with, inside her mouth was nauseating to Peggy.
No, she wasn't going to tell her brother what they had done to her. She would keep silent and hope that all they would do was tie her up and fuck her cunt.
A shiver went through her, causing her nipples to lift in hardness. Would Ted and Joey be satisfied with that? Somehow she sensed that they wouldn't. She wondered where they got such ideas, if they had tied up little girls before. One important thing caused her to remain silent was that she loved them both and did not want to create trouble for them.
The slamming of a door startled her, making her sit upright in the tub. She had lived alone for a long time, and seldom closed the bathroom door, and it still stood wide open.
She started to get up to close it, but Ted and Joey raced in as she lifted to her knees. Peggy quickly wrapped her arms about her soapy tits, crouching back into the water.
"Hey, look at Aunt Peggy!" Joey said.
"I'm always looking at Aunt Peggy," Ted said, gazing over her. "Aunt Peggy, why are you trying to cover up your pretty tits? We've seen them already.”
"You're not going to see them anymore," she said, her arms pressing her round tits together. "There won't be any more games like yesterday.”
"Who said so?" Ted sneered.
"I said so, you little shit.”
"Who listens to you?”
Both boys had one faded cut-off jeans. Peggy could not help but notice that their cocks were beginning to swell, harden as her nephews looked at her. She felt a tremor of disgust when she couldn't take her gaze from the bulging shorts. Ted laughed lewdly, sliding the ragged edge of his shorts upward, the head of his cock poking out. Peggy cringed into the tub, pressing at the enamel, one hand held out as if to ward off a blow.
"No," she hissed. "Please, put it away, Ted! No more, I told you!”
Both boys grabbed her at the same time. She groaned as their fingers cut into her upper arms, lifting her from the tub. They dragged her out of the water and pulled her from the bathroom. Peggy tried to twist free, protesting, but she was not a very strong woman, and her nephews had little trouble with her. When she realized they were dragging her toward the back door, she struggled as hard as she could.
"No! Not outside! Someone could see!”
“Who cares?" Ted replied. "We don't.”
“Please, don't!" Peggy tried to brace her feet on the floor, but they were wet and slipped on the tile. "God, not outside!”
“We wanna be outside," Joey said.
The rear of the house had a covered patio, with a couple of chairs and two chaise lounges. There was a small table made of redwood. The yard consisted of a small lawn, lush and green, leading off into the desert of sagebrush and cactus. Although it was still morning, the sun struck them with heat. Peggy wasn't struggling very hard now. It was hopeless, and she was afraid that they would hurt her.
Peggy looked around swiftly, but all she could see was the great expanse of desert, nothing else. There were no houses close to hers, and her own house sat almost two-hundred yards back from the highway. The buzz of a passing car came to them, and Peggy, although concealed in back of the house, blushed. She had never gone naked outside in her life.
Then she saw what, they had been doing. Directly above the redwood table, they had sunk metal hooks into the roof of the patio. Her heart sank as she stared at them. As Ted held her arms around her back securely, she began to sob when Joey opened a suitcase, taking a pair of chains from it, with cuffs linked at one end. The cuffs were of metal, too, but could be adjusted to fit. She watched Joey bring a tall ladder from the side of the house, and he attached to chains to the hooks, the cuffs dangling.
"Get on the table, Aunt Peggy." Ted demanded when Joey finished.
"No!" Peggy drew back, looking at the chains with horror. "I won't! You can't force me! I refuse!”
The sharp pinch on one naked asscheek brought a scream from her. Her hips shot forward, and Ted, still gripping her upper arm, grabbed a handful of her thick cunt hair, pulling hard. The searing pain was horrible, and attempting to ease it, Peggy shoved her cunt into Ted's hand, but Ted pulled harder, leading her forward that way. Peggy moved with her hips thrust forward, crying with pain and apprehension.
Joey shoved the table from beneath the hooks, replacing it with a bench about four feet long and two feet wide.
"Get on the bench, Aunt Peggy," Ted said, pulling very hard on her cunt hair.
Nervously, she stepped up onto the bench. Ted, still pulling at her pussy hair, created a burning pain on the tender flesh just above the slit of her cunt. Her body, still wet from the bath, glistened in the still-climbing sun. Joey again climbed the ladder, and he cuffed her wrists so that they were pulled very high above her head. Her shoulders began to hurt immediately, and they cut into her flesh painfully. She hung her head in shame and pain, her long dark hair falling down her back and over one tit. Still on the ladder, Joey brushed her hair away from her tit, cupped it and squeezed a few times, then pinched her nipple hard.
Peggy screamed as pain burned through the sensitive tip of her tit, Joey laughed, then twisted her other nipple as hard as she could, bringing more screams of pain from his aunt. Peggy swayed her ass, trying to relieve the cutting pressure of the metal cuffs. Feeling something going around her ankles, she looked down. Ted was attaching a strong cord around it. Joey climbed from the ladder and began tying her other ankle. Then they pulled her feet apart, causing most of the weight of her body to sag against the chains. She was crying from the pain now, as the boys tied her legs wide apart. Her stretched body arched, her ass thrusting backward and her tits upward. The pink lips of her cunt could be seen now, surrounded by the dark curls of her cunt. The tip of her clit peeked from her pussyslit, tingling, much to her surprise.