"Janey!" she cried in a voice still twisted with pain.
"I'm O.K., Mom… I'm not hurt." Not really hurt, she thought.
Jana pulled herself up on her knees and swayed with the gentle rocking of the boat. She rubbed her jaw lightly with one hand and cautiously felt her teeth with her tongue, amazed to find everything was still in one piece. By then, she could see Janey who was trying to smile.
"Those men…" Jana's voice quivered. "They, they…" She didn't want to say the word.
"They fucked me, Mother. They sure did! Coming and going."
"Oooooh," Jana moaned. Her head drooped in a tragic pose.
"Mother, it's all right – I'm not a little girl you know. I mean, I wasn't even before they fucked me."
"I know," Jana said in a voice heavy with sadness.
She had no illusions about her young daughter. But until now, she'd had no certain knowledge either. She had assumed, by the way Janey talked and acted, that she had tested her womanhood with a boy or boys from school. There was usually at least one hanging around the house with his cock swollen hard. One of them was so eager and so good-looking, that Jana had thought about trying his hot cock herself.
She decided not to, but only for Janey's sake. Jana reasoned that no young girl should be forced to compete with her own mother. Now she began to wish she had given the young kid a try, because some feminine sixth sense told her that she and Janey would soon be in competition whether they liked it or not.
Judd came back through the door carrying a coil of nylon rope – one of the mooring lines they'd ripped loose from the dock when the boat started unexpectedly. The rope was wet, and it gleamed in the failing light of late afternon.
"This stuff is strong enough to tow a car," Judd said. "I figure it should hold even a fiery little bitch like you."
Jana muttered a foul string of words as she tried to stand. She couldn't get up, her knees felt weak, and her head still ached enough to blur her vision.
Doolie struggled to his feet despite thenumbing pain. "Let me!" he growled, reaching for the shiny coils of white rope. "I want to whip her ass for what she done!"
Janey cried: "NO! Don't hurt her. She was only trying to help me!"
"Yeah…?" Doolie's mouth looked tight and razor thin. "Well, trying to mash my nuts was not a good way to begin." He winced from the lingering pain. "I just might teach the both of you how fucking stupid that was."
Doolie let about six feet of the sleek wet rope uncoil in loose waves at his feet. He straightened it with an underhand swing and then snapped it back with a jerk of his wrist, grinning when he heard the hard, dull pop it made at the tip.
"I bet I could peel her pretty little hide off with his," he said to Judd, eyeing Janey as he spoke. He sensed that threatening the girt was the surest way to torment the woman who'd so viciously kicked his nuts.
"Damn you!" Jana snapped, struggling to her feet.
She could feel her heart thudding in her chest, hammering strength back into her body.
"If you touch her again, I'll scratch out your eyes and stuff your balls into the sockets where they used to be!"
He dismissed her raging anger with a sneer and turned to swing the rope whip toward Janey on the couch. The girl heard the singing hiss and cringed, flopping helplessly onto her back. It snapped above her heaving cunt mound, missing the soft tangle of her golden cunt hair by only an inch.
The chilling rush of wind nipped at Janey's pussy lips. She jerked and wailed a startled cry of relief. Jana assumed that she'd been hit, and she sprang at Doolie with an angry snarl splitting her lips.
Doolie took a half step back and launched a quick sidearm swing toward her. Jana had closed the gap between them. The middle of the hissing rope hit just above her hips, and the loose end coiled itself upward like a snake.
As the last coil of rope wound itself tightly around her waist, Doolie reared back and tugged hard on the end clutched in his hand.
"Aaaahhhh!" Jana shrieked in alarm.
The rope cinched around her middle and then began to unwind, spinning her slender body like a top.
"Hhhheeeeee!" she wailed, lurching across the room, too dizzy to even know which way she was going.
Then her spinning feet tangled together, and she felt the floor tip, twisting itself out from under – she was falling.
Judd caught her by the bottom of her snug knit top, jerking it up over her head around her flailing arms as she went down!
"Hhhuuunnngh!" she groaned as she crashed dizzily at Judd's feet.
The snug neck of her knit top had stayed in place, but the rest of it was inside out, pulled up over her face like a sack. Her arms were tangled in the twisted cloth above her head, and Jana could not wrench them free.
She stumbled to her feet and heard Judd grunt as he gripped the waist of her thigh-hugging slacks. He jerked those down along with her panties and bunched them around her ankles. Now with her legs hobbled, Jana could hardly stand. She staggered blindly with little steps, stark naked from neck to ankles.
Fear and confusion swelled Jana's taut nipples, and both men caught the unmistakable scent of freshly fucked cunt. Her dark, thickly furred cunt mound shimmered with a damp luster. Even though she couldn't see through the tightly knit cloth jerked over her head, Jana knew they were both feasting their eyes on her lithe body. She could almost feel the heat of their leering gaze and hear the throb of their hardening cocks.
Doolie was getting hot and ready to fuck again despite the lingering ache in his nuts. The tension and fury in Jana's slender body excited him. So did the obvious tightness of her seething cunt lips, but first he wanted to make her suffer for kicking him when he was down.
He turned toward Janey and lashed at her with the thick rope. She shrieked in fear, but Doolie had purposely aimed high. The hard tip of the rope hit and ripped the back cushion above her face.
"Yyyyyaaahhh!" Janey howled, cringing and coughing as loose bits of stuffing showered down on her.
Jana couldn't see her daughter was unhurt. She heard the sharp hiss of the rope, the ripping impact and then Janey's fearful cry. Rage gave her strength, and she wiggled her right arm free, striking blindly in the direction of Doolie's mocking laugh.
Doolie stepped back and let her lurch on by to crash headlong into the wall.
"I'm behind you, baby!" he said as he snapped the tip of the rope to flick one firm little asscheek.
"Yyyyaaagh!" Jana groaned, stung by the biting rope.
Then she heard an even sharper hiss of flying rope as she rebounded blindly off the wall. She froze and curled herself in a protective crouch, expecting to feel another searing lash of pain.
Instead, she heard a fleshy thud on the far side of the room. Janey screamed in hrror, and Jana thought she'd been struck brutally again. She couldn't see that Doolie aimed high a second time. The rope whip had only split the cushion above her daughter's heaving cunt. But the force of the blow showered her with loose stuffing, and Janey screamed because she couldn't help thinking it might be her tender young pussy that was ripped open next.
For Jana it was pure hell being unable to see. She imagined a scene far worse than what had really occurred, and she struck out again with the bitter rage that only the mother could feel.
Quite by chance, Doolie had made a startling discovery – that mental anguish is as bad or worse than actual pain. The woman would have become numb with the shock of real abuse, or she would have slipped into unconsciousness if he'd struck her as hard as his burning desire for vengeance demanded. But there was no way Jana could escape the imagined horrors in her mind. All she could do was strike out in sightless, helpless rage.