Nathan Silvers
Two cousins to torture

CHAPTER ONE

"Yes, I know," Erica Bennett said, "a lot of people think we're sisters."

"Well," her boyfriend Shaun said, "I bet you wouldn't be more beautiful, even if you were sisters."

Erica and her cousin, Amy Peterson, giggled at each other and took sips of their wine coolers. There was a remarkable resemblance between them that was certain. They both had innocent, wide fawn eyes, straight noses, just a little snubbed at the end, and wide, soft mouths. They both wore their brunette hair cascading over their shoulders. The only real difference was that Amy seemed to be the more vulnerable of the two, her face slightly softer. They giggled at each other again, feeling very grown up because they were sitting in a bar drinking wine coolers.

"Well," Willy, Amy's blind date said, "are you two going to share that apartment forever?"

He grinned at them, his strong, handsome face looking closely at Amy until she got to be uncomfortable.

"Oh yes," Erica said with great enthusiasm. "Amy and I get along so well, don't we?"

She turned to her cousin.

"Yes," Amy said. "And I need someone to protect me in the big city."

The boys laughed and ordered more drinks.

"I don't think we should," Erica said, looking at her watch. "It's eleven already. We should be getting home. We have to go to church tomorrow."

"Oh, come on," Shaun said. "You're big girls now," Amy said.

"Well then," Shaun said, "you can't go back yet, the night is young."

"Oh well, not much longer," Erica said carefully as the new drinks arrived. "I don't want my cousin to get ideas that we're all sinners."

Again the boys laughed, and Amy blushed into her drink. She almost wished her cousin wouldn't say things like that. She could look after herself, and say no if a boy tried any thing.

She looked shyly at Willy. He seemed like a real nice man, the sort she could settle down with. She wondered how Erica handled Shaun. He was just as nice, she thought, but they had been dating for some months and she knew most men wanted to do it after a while. Maybe Shaun really was the gentleman Erica was looking for. If a man couldn't wait until after marriage for sex, then the cousins would have nothing to do with them, that was agreed.

"How about this party we know of?" Shaun asked.

"No, I don't think so," Erica said. "We have to get up early."

"Come on," Shaun said. "Your cousin just arrived; you have to show her things. You'll be awake in the morning."

"Guaranteed," Willy said, and Amy thought Shaun had a hard time keeping a straight face.

"No, really," Erica said. "It's real nice of you, but…"

"That's settled then," Shaun said. "If we're that nice, you can't turn it down. Besides, people want to meet you."

So they went.

It was a dark street, and the houses were large and old. Amy began to feel nervous as they walked up the steps to one of them. She glanced at Erica, and her cousin gave her a look that said she would get them out of the situation very fast.

There was music playing as the door opened to reveal a sophisticated looking blonde, somewhere in her twenties, dressed in a white blouse and a black skirt, with a slit on the side.

"Shaun!" the blonde cried. "Willy, wonderful to see you?"

They went inside the dark, shadowed hall. "Rhoda," Shaun said, "this is Erica, and this is Amy, her cousin we told you about."

"Ah, yes," Rhoda said, and gave the girls a long look. She smiled. "Wonderful! Come this way."

Amy got a shock as they walked into a large room at the back of the hall. It was cluttered with furniture, but there was only one person there, a man in his forties who got up and came over, his tall, thick body swaying a little.

"My husband – Louis," Rhoda said. "Ah, yes!" Louis extended his hand and held Erica's hand in his grasp for just a little too long.

"How about a game of cards?" Rhoda asked brightly.

"I-I thought this was a party," Erica said. She glanced at Shaun, but he gave her a reassuring smile.

"Of course it is," Rhoda said. "Just the six of us, isn't that cozy?" She smiled at the girls. "How about a drink?"

"Er, no, not really. We have to be going soon," Erica said.

"Two rum and Cokes," Rhoda said brightly. "Your usual, my dear?"

"Yes, wonderful," Louis said.

"And you boys?" Rhoda turned to Shaun and Willy.

"Er, yeah," Shaun said. He seemed nervous too. "Er – beer!"

"Coming up," Rhoda said brightly. Amy and Erica stayed close together, nervous and out of their depth. The lights were low, except for soft spotlights on a low table and the chairs around it. The music was soft and gentile, but it didn't help, particularly as Louis' eyes roamed up and down the girl's bodies.

Both girls had lovely willowy bodies to match their faces, even if they were covered by their light summer dream. As Rhoda brought the drinks, Amy looked at her cousin again and Erica smiled back, though she seemed less sure of herself than before.

"Now, cards," Louis said, leading the way to the table.

"My parents never let me play cards," Amy said as she sat nervously and took a sip of the rum and Coke. It was nice, the slight taste of the rum not overwhelming the Coke. "They say they're the devil's invention and ruin people."

She smiled nervously, hoping they would take the hint.

"Nonsense," Rhoda said. "We don't play for money or anything like that. We just have a good time, don't we?"

"Sure, Rhoda," Shaun said, and Amy could hear a slight strain in his voice.

"You know how to play poker?" Rhoda asked as she shuffled the cards.

"Poker?" Erica gasped. "No, really, we couldn't!"

"Relax," Rhoda said. "We just play for these tokens." She slid a box of tokens onto the table. "Fifty each, then we can go wild."

"Well, no, really," Erica said, but the cards were already being dealt, and Rhoda was insistent.

Rhoda explained the game and they played a couple of rounds, and the girls got the hang of it quickly. Or so they thought. Then there was another rum and Coke, and the girls began to relax.

The game began and tokens bounced around. There were more rum and Cokes and the girls settled down, even beginning to enjoy the evening. Louis seemed to have managed to take his eyes off them most of the time and Rhoda was a wonderful hostess.

Then Erica ran out of tokens and Rhoda lent her some. Erica lost the next hand and pouted.

"Pity," she said.

"More tokens?" Rhoda asked.

"Oh, sure, great!"

"But you lost the hand, so you have to pay for them," Rhoda said.

The room got very quiet.

"Sure," Erica said, ignoring the lump in her throat. "What do they cost?"

"Your dress. Take it off and give it to me."

"What? No!" Erica gasped, blushing to the roots of her hair. "Oh no, we have to go! We have to go!"

"You lost the hand," Rhoda said. "There are strict rules about that, hey, boys?"

"Yeah," Shaun said, and there was suddenly a horrible change in him. He leaned back in the chair and Erica saw that he had an enormous bulge in the front of his pants. She shuddered.

She'd never even allowed him to run his hand over the front of her bra, but now he was staring at her, expecting to see her frilly underwear.

"No, we have to go," Erica said, getting up. Amy got up with her.

"You have to take the dress off," Rhoda said, smiling. "Come on, it's all innocent fun, just a game. If I lose, I have to take my clothes off."

She leaned back in the chair, and suddenly she seemed twice as erotic and menacing as before. Her small, thrusting tits pushed out at the front of her blouse and the slit in her tight black skirt opened to reveal the hint of her black stocking tops.

"No, this is stupid," Erica said. She looked at Amy, who was trembling, her lovely young innocent face drawn and frightened. Erica turned to Shaun. "Take us home, please, and I don't ever want to see you again after tonight."

"It's up to you, boys," Rhoda said easily, leaning back in her chair. "Take 'em home, or obey me like you said."

"You got it," Shaun said breathlessly. "I mean, fuck, this chick's got a body that drives me crazy and I can't get near it!"

He got up, staring at Erica, undisguised lust in his eyes.

"So you jerk off a lot, hey?" Rhoda asked with a grin, her blonde hair framing her face in the soft light. Her open, rather sensually beautiful features now had a hard line to them, and her dark eyes burned into the two girls.

"Yeah," Shaun said, "fuck, thinking of her the whole fuckin' time!"

"Now, my dear," Rhoda said, coming up close to the two cousins, "are you ready to take off your dress?"

"No, now please, we want to go home," Erica said her voice cracking. "Please, Shaun, stop this!"

"Not possible," Rhoda said softly, and slid a hand up to Erica's terrified face. "You have to take your dress off."

"No, now please, this is not…"

"If you don't, I'll have the boys hold you down over one of the chairs and whip you until you agree to do it," Rhoda said.

"What? No, you can't, you can't!" Erica gasped, and Amy flung her arms around her cousin, shaking in terror.

"Last chance," Rhoda said.

"No, no!" Erica screamed.

"Hold her, boys," Rhoda said. "And tie this other one up."

"What? No," Erica cried as Willy and Shaun advanced on her. "Stop this, stop!"

Her purse fell to the floor as Shaun twisted her arm behind her back, holding her.

"Stop it!" she moaned.

"Oh, boy, I'm gonna fuck your brains out!" Shaun whispered into Erica's ear.

"No, stop this, I'll report you for rape!" Erica screamed, struggling in his hands, her arm sore already from the brutal hold he had on her.

Meanwhile Willy grabbed Amy. He smiled into her soft, lovely face, his eyes alight with lust.

"You're gonna love this," he said.

"Stop, please!" Amy whispered, her body shaking in terror. "Don't do it!"

Willy just grinned and took a long length of rope from Rhoda as she came back from a closet. Grinning, he pushed Amy into one of the high backed chairs and lashed the rope to the top of it, then grabbed one of Amy's wrists before she could react.

Amy screamed and tried to pull away but her wrist was lashed to the chair back quickly, and Willy reached for her other hand, grabbing it, even though she struggled as hard as she could.

Willy took the rest of the rope and swung it around her body as she struggled and wept in the chair. Still grinning, he reached in and ran his hand over the front of Amy's lovely white summer dress.

"No early ropes," Rhoda said. "If you do this, you do it my way."

She took the end of the rope and swung it around Amy's body a few more times before lashing it to one of the chair legs.

"That should do," she said. "It doesn't have to hold for long."

She left the wailing, sobbing Amy where she was, her arms up and straining against the ropes that held her to the chair.

"Now, my little love," Rhoda said grimly to Erica as the cowering girl struggled in Shaun's grasp.

"I'll never speak to you again!" Erica screamed at him as she was turned to face the tall blonde.

"Over that," Rhoda said, pointing to a large, stuffed chair near the table.

Amy was terrified. She hung her head, trying to avoid what was going on. Almost the worst thing was Louis. He sat in his chair, staring at her and at Erica, his eyes bright. The front of his pants bulged with his massive cock, and he rubbed it occasionally, his body jerking with the throbbing of his cock.

"No, you can't, noooo!" Erica screamed as the boys rushed her to the chair and forced her face down over the padded back. "Stop it, stop!"

One of her shoes came off and bounced on the thick carpet. She wept as Shaun leaned on her back, holding her into the chair while Willy grabbed her ankle and pulled her legs open.

"You can't, no!" Erica gasped, trying to pull off the chair back. Her summer dress was up over her thighs, showing the tops of her stockings as she tossed helplessly.

Willy tied her foot to the chair leg, sliding the rope over a thick pad that went around her ankle. Then he went for her other foot.

"Stop it, stop!" Erica cried, struggling against Shaun's hand on her back. "You can't, ooohhh, God, no!"

She dropped, her face almost in the chair cushions as her other ankle was lashed securely to the chair leg and she hung over the back, her legs spread and her dress up over her thighs.

Willy took over leaning on her back and Shaun took hold of her hands, pulling them out as he slipped tight leather straps over her wrists.

"You horror!" Erica moaned. "Why are you doing this?"

"If I don't fuck you, I'm gonna go crazy," Shaun said. "I gotta have it, baby, I gotta."

"Not before we're married," Erica cried. "I'm a virgin."

"I should fucking well hope so," Shaun said. "If you weren't, I'd beat the shit out of you for leading me on."

Erica sobbed and pleaded with him as he tied her wrists to the front legs of the chair. He ignored her and stood back, gazing at his handiwork.

Erica screamed and sobbed as she struggled. She was utterly helpless, her arms and legs stretched to the limit, her ass sticking up in the air on the chair back.

"Not bad," Rhoda said, coming back from the closet.

Both the girls gave sobs as they saw her. In place of her black shoes, she now wore black boots to just below her knees. And that wasn't the worst of it. She paraded before Erica, and showed her the thin cane she carried in her hand. It was wood, about four feet long.

"You two should take a little more care about these things," Rhoda said, examining the bonds. "Care makes the difference between a real good stroke and one they can avoid. Watch."

She pushed Erica, and Erica lurched on the chair back, her ass twisting away from Rhoda.

"Tighten them!"

The boys jumped forward.

"No, please, stop this!" Erica cried as her hands and ankles were grasped and the bonds tightened.

"Now, come on," Rhoda said to Willy as he fumbled with the bonds on Erica's ankles. "Get those pads right. Do you want to mess up her stockings?"

Erica burst into tears and sobbed her heart out.

"Let's try again," Rhoda said, and pushed the bound Erica. This time the weeping girl hardly moved at all, and her ass stayed right where it was. "That's important. You wait till you see the way she jerks from a cane across the ass."

"Yeahhh!" Willy gasped as he and Shaun stood back a little, their eyes on the bound girl and their cocks thrusting against the fronts of their pants.

"Now, watch this and learn. Oh, by the way, girls," Rhoda said, and held up a small key. "This is to the door. It wouldn't hold a tank out, but it'll hold you in. So don't bother trying to escape. It'll be very painful as well as futile."

Amy choked as she struggled in the chair, staring at her helpless cousin bound over the soft chair back. And Louis' eyes were on her too, swinging to devour Erica's wonderful curves and then back to Amy again.

Rhoda took her time, strolling around the helpless Erica twice before she came to a stop right behind her.

"Great," she said. "I thought you were kidding, Shaun. When you told me how good these two were. Just young lust, I thought. But no, these two are real class – real class."

She ran her hand back up over Erica's thighs and pale stockings until her fingers went over the tops and played with the lacy suspender straps.

"Nice," she said.

"Please take your hands off!" Erica moaned, feeling even worse that a woman was doing this to her. Her feet flapped as she tried to get a grip on the floor, her legs trembling in the tight bonds.

Rhoda pushed higher, her hand reaching the soft swell of Erica's ass. As she pushed, she eased Erica's dress up as well, until the hem came higher than the bound girl's stocking tops.

"Very important, to get clothes out of the way," Rhoda said. "Even this little dress would stop most of the power of the cane."

Casually, she flicked, and Erica's light dress went up over her ass and fell down her back, taking her lacy pink and white slip with it.

"No!" Erica groaned, and struggled on the chair back. Her ass was protected now by nothing more than her thin white panties. Her frilly suspender straps shivered on her white ass as Rhoda's fingers played with her, stroking her terrified body.

"Now, that's the way you want an ass to be presented," Rhoda said as she ran her hands over the trembling flesh. "Now you'll see how to train girls properly."

She ran the cane over Erica's tight, swelling asscheeks and the young girl almost fainted with terror.

"No, stop!" she cried. "Please, don't, don't!"

She twisted her neck in rising desperation, trying to see what Rhoda was doing.

Amy could see, and it almost made her faint. She watched as Rhoda lifted the cane over Erica's trembling ass. The cane hovered for a moment, then lashed down, beating a thin line right across Erica's tight white panties. The sharp, sickening sound rang through the room.

Erica jerked on the chair back, her arms and legs trembling. Her ass twitched and her scream echoed from the walls.

"Ohhh, God!" she wailed. "Please, no, don't!"

The cane cut her ass again, beating another line into her panties. Where the first lash had beaten her, the soft white flesh was already going a deep red.

"Beg me to be allowed to get up and take your dress off," Rhoda said, lashing the bound girl again.

"Aaaaghh! No, please, not that, please!" Erica cried. She gyrated on the chair back, her ass burning, the thin lines of red spreading over her flesh under her tiny frilly panties. "Please, please, let us go! Please, plaaaughhh!"

Amy tied too in her chair. She struggled against the ropes that held her hands, but Rhoda had been right, they were more than enough to hold her. She watched the men, horrified at what she saw.

Louis sat in his chair, his legs out and his hand slowly caressing his massive cock through his pants. His eyes were glazed as he watched Erica tossing and screaming on the chair back. His ass tightened a little as he held his cock tightly and stroked it.

Shaun and Willy were standing closer, watching every painful jerk of Erica's body. Their eyes stared and their breathing was very heavy. Amy felt her stomach turn, wondering how Erica could have been so taken in by Shaun.

"Aaaghhh!" Erica screamed as the cane cut into her throbbing ass once more, leaving the thin lines merging together as it pulled away. On one side, her panties had begun to fray, the frilly edges bouncing each time the cane cut into her painful flesh. "Ohhhh, God! Please, no, no!"

Then she jerked again, screaming as the thin vane lashed her ass.

"Please, no, don't!" she cried. Her hands twisted and her legs shook as the cane whipped her shivering ass with another sharp, lashing stroke.

"Tell us how much you want to take your dress off," Rhoda said, and whipped her hard.

"Ohhhh, no, don't, I'm a virgin!"

"So you told us," Rhoda said, and whipped her again.

"Aaaghhh! Please, don't?" Erica screamed, her body tossing wildly on the chair back. Her ass was crimson and each lash of the cane added another streak to the throbbing, agonizing mass.

Amy stared in horror the whole time. Rhoda was sliding her hands over the front of her skirt as she whipped Erica, her fingers pushing and caressing her pussy through the thin material. Her thighs were spread, allowing her hands to get deeper into her cunt. She was smiling, her mouth open as she whipped the bound girl.

"Aaaghhh, all right?" Erica screamed as her ass took another horrible lashing. "I'll do what you want!"

"What's that?" Rhoda asked, whipping her with a sharp stroke.

"Aaaughhh! Ohhhh, God, take my dress off!" Erica screamed.

"Beg me, you stupid little bitch!"

"Urrrghbh!" Erica groaned, her body arching up as the cane cut her ass, her legs struggling to reach the floor and her hands gripping at the leather bindings. "Please, allow, let me take my dress off!"

"Aaahhh," Rhoda said. She slid the cane over Erica's throbbing red ass, stroking the whipped flesh. "Now you know what happens if you disobey."

Erica sobbed and tossed. Rhoda whipped the cane into her ass, sending her heaving in agony again.

"Yes, yes, now I know!" Erica cried. "Good enough," Rhoda said. "Untie her." The two boys rushed up, their cocks throbbing in their pants and there eyes glassy with lust. Their fingers fumbled with the bonds as they undid them.

"Fuck!" Rhoda gasped. "You two have got to get a grip on yourselves! Louis I expect it from, but you gotta learn! Now get it right!"

She tapped the cane in her hand as the two struggled and finally got the bonds off Erica's wrists and ankles.

Erica moaned in pain as she was pulled upright. She rubbed her ass through the dress, which had fallen back into place, tears running down her checks.

"How could you?" she asked Shaun as he stood there, watching her. "You're a real beast!"

Shaun looked a little uncomfortable, but he grinned at her. "If you gave out, cunt, this wouldn't happen."

"Get your shoe on," Rhoda said, pointing to it with the cane.

Erica struggled with her tears as she tried to put her foot back into the shoe. It was difficult, but she managed it and stood on unsteady legs before Rhoda, trembling all over.

"Always wear high heels," Rhoda said, tapping the cane. "It makes your legs look better. You have great legs, but they can always use a little extra, don't you agree?"

"Y-yes," Erica said, her head down and her face streaked with tears.

"So, take your dress off," Rhoda said. "There."

She pointed with the cane to a point on the carpet where the soft spotlight shone.

Erica shuddered. She looked at the cane in Rhoda's hand and gave in. Her fingers went to the neck and undid the top button, fumbling down to the next one.

"Slowly, you stupid cunt," Rhoda said, tapping the cane. "Make it last! Their cocks are getting harder every second, so make it last!"

Erica sobbed and fell to the floor, but she managed to get a grip on the next button and undo it, revealing her tight bra and lacy top of her slip.

At a nod from Rhoda, she slid her fingers down to the next button, opening that, then on, showing more of her little white and pink slip as she moved. The boys stared at her body, their cocks standing out hard as the luscious curves of Erica's tits and waist were revealed.

Finally Erica reached the last button, just below her waist. She reached across mechanically and undid the buttons at her wrists as she stared out and tried to forget where she was.

"Good," Rhoda said. "Now slide it down your arms and give it to me."

Erica bit her lip, her sobs bursting out as she let the light summer dress work down her arms until they could see her ass under her little slip. The dress slid farther, showing the tops of her stockings, and on down, revealing the lovely curve of her thighs and calves. Finally she steped out of it and handed it to Rhoda.

"Thank you," Rhoda said. "Now, we have a game of cards to finish."