"Tied up with sis" - читать интересную книгу автора (Vickers Robert)

CHAPTER SEVEN

"You really are a cruel bitch, you know that, Ellen?" Ski told the woman, as he laughed at Ron's discomfort.

The teenager swung from the rings, quivering in a mixture of sheer pain and the last traces of his erection. His balls were on fire – and that fire was slowly fading to a painful ache that filled his entire belly. There was nothing he wanted more in the world than revenge on Sid and Ellen.

Yet… yet he had to admit the woman gave great head. If she'd only finished the job!

"What do we do next with our two incestuous young captives?" Ellen asked.

"Let's give the kid there a chance to really swing. Her, too." Turning to Melinda, he reached out and gently stroked her cheek. "Would you like to help your brother out of his fix?"

She tried to bite his hand but missed. Her teeth clacked together loudly in the stillness of the deserted gym. She had long since given up any hope that they would be discovered. All the kids were up in the cafeteria at the disco dance by now. And even the guard usually patrolling the school seemed to have taken the night off.

She and Ron were alone. They'd have to get out of this on their own – or not at all.

"I like her, yes, I do," said Sid. "Tried to bite me! A really feisty blonde bitch."

"What did you have in mind for them, Sid?" asked Ellen again. "You seem to come up with the damnedest things." She poked Melinda in the left tit and started the girl swinging slightly.

The woman's fingernail cut into the teenager's boob and started a little trickle of blood. The sharp contrast between the red blood and the snowy white skin seemed to fascinate the woman. She cut another little gouge in Melinda's right tit, enjoying the sight of the girl squirming in pain.

"So responsive. Do you think their nerves are closer to the skin or something, Sid? Look at the way she twitches when I even touch her." Ellen slapped the girl across the face. The loud ringing didn't go away for a few seconds.

Then Melinda heard, "… so we drag out the trampoline and let 'em bounce each other a while. In a sexy way, of course."

"Let's do it."

Melinda watched as the two coaches set up the trampoline. Ellen bounced a couple times on it, testing.

She called out to Sid, "Hey, I think I like this. To hell with them. Let's you and me fuck! This is really kicky!"

"First things first. We want to teach them a little lesson. I'd say the lesson isn't anywhere near finished until they've actually gotten it on – right – with each other."

"You're sick, Sid. I think that's why I like you so much."

"Help me with the girl. I can handle old Blue Balls over there."

"Sure he won't cum in your face?" she laughed.

"Shut up and get Goldilocks up on the trampoline."

Melinda watched, helpless, as they cut the strands of adhesive tape that had imprisoned her on the wooden bar. Her hands were still tightly bound behind her back. She found her legs wouldn't support her, either. The two dumped her on the bouncy surface.

Trying to stand up on the trampoline was impossible. She needed her hands for balance – and they were tied behind her.

She simply sat down and waited. The teenager watched as they cut her brother down from the rings and refastened the tape on his hands. The bound youth was tossed onto the trampoline.

Melinda and Ron bounced up and down a few times before the thick nylon fabric ceased its up-and-down motion.

She thought she was going to get seasick.

"Go to it," Sid urged. "Fuck away. Blue Balls needs it, Goldilocks. Besides, you can't refuse your brother. Not after he's already popped your cherry for you."

"Go to hell!" snapped Ron.

"We can fix you good, kid. Watch it. And get to fucking."