Bound and raped cousin
"Why are you doing this to me?" Scalding tears rolled down Darlene's cheeks as she stared wildly at her cousin Jeff. Her feet shuffled back in the dirt while the tall dark-haired eighteen-year-old rubbed his cock with one hand. Darlene Mitchell had never had anyone slap her like that before in her young life. Tentatively she put one hand up to her right cheek, still able to feel the hot sting of her cousin's fingers against her flesh. Why, oh, why weren't her aunt and uncle home yet?
"I seen the way you been starin' at me ever since you got here," Jeff answered, leering at her. "Something's going to happen to you if you go around dressed half naked like that. I think that's what you want."
"That's not true," Darlene denied hotly, shaking her head from side to side.
Her long blonde hair slipped over her shoulders as she backed away once more. Jeff took another step forward, effectively blocking her escape from the tool shed. Why had she followed him out here? Why had she listened to him? Hadn't she caught something odd in his voice, a tone that should have warned her he had something more than familial interest in her? The young girl looked wildly around for something to use a a weapon – anything to prevent what she guessed Jeff had planned for her.
"I was just trying to be friendly," she said nervously.
Jeff snorted a laugh.
"Paradin' that tight ass around in those shorts till I'm goin' nuts, and you call that friendly. Well, you're gonna be mighty friendly, all right. By the time I get through pokin' your pussy, you're gonna be my best buddy."
The words sent chills rushing up and down Darlene's spine. Drawing one hand to her mouth, she stifled a scream, bending her knees slightly and bolting forward. It was a desperate move. If she could only get around her cousin, she'd be safe. Then Darlene would hide somewhere, wait for her aunt and uncle to return from their church meeting and throw herself at their mercy.
"No, don't… don't touch me!"
Jeff had been too quick for her. Darlene screamed, her knees buckling under her as she felt her cousin's fingers gripping her right wrist.