"I'll go talk with Coach Barnett. If he doesn't… apologize… for this, then we'll go back to the principal. He'll have to do something about those two this time."
With tear-stained cheeks, Melinda said, "Do you really think that'll do any good? They'd just deny everything again."
"Maybe," he said grimly.
"Oh, be careful, Ron. There's no telling what will happen to us if they get it into their heads we're meddling in their affairs."
"Meddling in their affairs," he scoffed. "That's exactly what we're doing, I guess. But look, Sis, you just sit here and take it easy. I'll be right back. After I've walked with Coach Barnett."
He strode off, purpose in his step. Ron was shaking inside, however. He wasn't anywhere near as confident as he appeared. But he felt he had to keep up appearances because of his sister.
He found Barnett in his office in the locker room. Ron boldly knocked on the man's door and said, "Can I have a few words with you?"
Barnett looked up, then nodded toward a chair.
Ron said, "That's all right. I won't be here that long. Melinda's told me what you and Coach Jarvis did to her. Once more and we'll go to the principal. We should this time, but it didn't get us too far before. You lay off her or it'll really go heavy with you."
"That so? Just how's it going to be rough for either Ellen or me? It'd take more than a snotty-nosed kid to rock the boat."
"We'll see," Ron said, mad. He stamped from the room.
Behind him came deep, scornful laughter.
"… so that's what I said to him. I don't think they'll bother us any more, Sis," Ron told Melinda. He sounded a lot more sure of himself than he actually was.
He realized how true the coach's words were. Who would believe a couple of teenagers that their teachers were fucking each other in public, and who had orally raped one of their students?
No one would believe it. And Ron knew it. "Let's go home. I want to get back for the dance tonight," he told his sister. "I put in too much work to let it all slip by now. We even have a neat stage built with curtains and everything. You come tonight and see how it makes you forget everything."
"Why should she want to forget anything, meddler?" came a cold voice.
"Coach Jarvis!" Melinda groaned, her voice cracking under the sudden strain of recognition.
"Sure, kid, who else? And I hear your brother's not being too cooperative with Sid and me. We don't like that."
"So what are you going to do about it?" asked Ron.
Then the world blacked out.
As things spun and twisted back into focus, Ron felt the cold pad of the wrestling mat under his bare shoulders. He was naked – and his hands were taped behind his back.
Struggling to sit up, he saw Melinda. He gasped. She was naked, too. Her hands were taped like his and standing over her was Coach Jarvis. The woman had the most evil leer on her face that the boy had ever seen. When a hard slap sent him onto his back, he looked up and saw Coach Barnett.
The man had an ugly expression on his face. Suddenly, Ron got very cold. He knew that whatever lay ahead for him and Melinda, it wasn't going to be pleasant. Not if these two had anything to do with it.
"So he returns to the land of the living," taunted Sid.
"Be nice," said Ellen. "These two little loudmouths are going to provide us with some prime entertainment. Maybe they'll learn it's easier to go along with us than fight us."
"I doubt it. But I am looking forward to Boy Stud here fucking that lovely blonde sister of his."
Melinda froze. She had hardly believed what was happening to them until this moment. She knew then that the two coaches were sincere in their desire for vengeance. Being stripped naked and tied up was bad enough, but what he had said!
He was going to force Ron – her very own brother – to fuck her!
"You can't!" she said suddenly. "That's not… th-that's not legal!"
"Now who said it was? It sure as hell is sinful. Incest. Think about it, Goldilocks. Incest with your own brother. To feel his cock pushing into your little twat, giving you pleasure, making you moan out. To be fucked by your own flesh and blood!"
"Incest!" whispered Ron. "NO! I won't go through with any such thing and you can't make me!"
"Want to bet?" said Ellen. "I've got a spool of thread in my hand. Can you imagine what would happen if I pulled a loop of thread tight around your balls? It'd castrate you. And I wouldn't stop with you, stud. Your sister's nipples would go – it's just like cutting a slab of butter with a hot knife. Maybe I'd take one of her ears off, too. How would you like that?"
"Yeah, kid. You with no balls and your sister without any nipples or ears. What a pair you'd make then!" Sid laughed harshly. "Now are you gonna get it up and let us watch you fuck?"
"I…" Ron couldn't think. Horror froze his mind.
"Ellen, get Goldilocks over here. Make her suck him hard. She's got a mouth any stud would groove on."
Melinda felt hard hands pushing her across the wrestling mat. Then her face was shoved down into her brother's crotch. This was all new and confusing to her. She was a virgin. She didn't know what to do!
"Suck, damn you, suck on his prick!"
The girl hesitantly took the limp cock into her mouth. She had to use her lips and tongue to do it. With her hands tied behind her back, she wasn't able to use her hands.
With tits rubbing painfully against the plastic covering of the mat, she inched forward. Her tongue got a good taste of prick, then worked closer to her brother's balls. When she took them into her mouth, she gently ran her tongue all over the surface. He was writhing around as if he was in pain.
She knew instinctively that he wasn't. His cock slowly stiffened into a rigid fucking tool. She had to back off to get the knobby end of it into her mouth.
In spite of the revulsion she felt at being forced to suck her very own brother hard, there was a forbidden thrill to it, also. This was her first time! And he was responding as if she'd been sucking cock for years and years!
"Stop, Melinda, stop it!" he begged. "I don't want to fuck you! It's wrong. It'll be incest!"
"Yeah, won't it though," came a distant voice.
"I think the girl's getting the hang of giving head. Let's let her have a different taste of his cock."
Hands reached under her arms and dumped Melinda flat on her back. She moaned in pain. The sudden pressure on her shoulders was almost unbearable. With her hands bound as they were, being thrown onto her back was very uncomfortable.
"Go on. Spread those lovely legs of yours wide for your brother. He wants to mount up and ride you!"
She looked in horror as the woman reached down and forced open her slender legs. The man lifted her brother and deposited him between her legs. His cock was only inches away from her virgin cunt!
"You can't! I… I've never done anything like this before! I'm a virgin!"
"Hey, hear that? Goldilocks is a virgin. Go on, kid, and, pop your sister's cherry. Be good for you."
"You son of a bitch!" the boy snarled. He was rewarded with the feel of female fingers on his ass shoving him forward and down onto his sister.
The girl shuddered when she felt her brother's cock pressing into her virgin cunt lips. She didn't know quite what to expect. The sensations she'd felt when the woman had eaten her out had been new and exciting. Would it be even better having a cock shoved up her twat?
Even if was her brother's cock?
"Fuck her, damnit!"
Melinda moaned softly as the huge head of her brother's cock split her pussy lips. He was holding back, not shoving hard and fast into her. Just his knobby plum-tipped glans was spreading her virgin cunt in new and excitingly different directions.