Chapter 2

While April was gone, Denise's body had begun to ache from her uncomfortable position. At first, it was only the aching in her knees, but now the stretched feeling settled into the stiff joints of her ankles and hips as well. She knew she dare not move her legs in, for fear of her niece's punishment.

'Oh God, why am I worried about her?' she thought. With her thighs and hip joints burning, she rolled her womanly hips down and back, to relieve the pain. However, this just only served to ease her discomfort slightly. Soon, this position started to hurt as well, only in slightly different places. Denise decided that if neither position was going to be comfortable, she would assume the one April originally put her in. It was like this, with her knees spread wide, pubic mound thrust out indecently, and her face wincing from concentration and pain that April found her Aunt in when she returned.

"Ahem," April cleared her throat, startling the older woman from her trance. "So what do you think Neesie? Am I sexy?" she asked, pushing the thin fabric of her leotards into the valley of her sex.

"Yes, Ap-I mean M-mistress, you ah-are very s-sexy," said the older woman. She looked up expectantly, silently begging the young girl to let her out of her humiliating position.

"And would you just look what I found in your bedroom," April said as she brought her other hand out from behind her back. In it, she held her aunt's marital aid... better known as a vibrator.

'Oh God, she's been poking through my damned stuff!' Denise cursed silently, a deep crimson blush of embarrassment flushing from her face to her large breasts.

"I believe Neesie has been a very nasty little girl, hasn't she?" April asked, grinning at her aunt's embarrassment.

"Yes, Mistress," Denise answered in shame. It was now very easy to think of the young girl as her Mistress. In just hours she had been so thoroughly subjugated and humiliated by her niece, Denise would always be more than a little afraid of her young Mistress.

"Okay Neesie, let's get started. Come here and lie down on the floor," April commanded.

Denise was placed on her side, on the living room floor. April guided the older woman's leg forward and then up, then down and back up and a backward motion.

"Keep doing that until I tell you to stop," April said. She turned on the vibrator and began to use it to subtly train her aunt. A light touch underneath a limb would cause her aunt to follow the gentle pressure exerted by her niece. Denise would be expected to hold the position as long as possible. Her reward was the vibrator gently massaging her erogenous zones, while she endured the burning muscles and aching joints. Then, the vibe would be moved to coerce the older woman into the next humiliating position.

Soon the vibrator was discarded and the pace of the exercise became more intense. Not a word of instruction was spoken. A tug of the nipple, a slap of the bottom, a grasp of the thigh, directed the older woman to obey. Denise's body trembled and strained as she was put through her paces by her young niece. She kept up the rigorous workout for as long as she could, but eventually the strain grew too much and she collapsed from exhaustion.

April smacked her aunt's slightly rippled ass and heaving breasts to try to get the older woman to finish exercising. But try as she might, the poor woman was so exhausted; she wouldn't even move to escape the stinging slaps.

"Well, as long as you are laying there, might as well make yourself useful," April said, slipping out of her leotard. She mounted her aunt in a sixty-nine position, except she remained on her hands and knees, so that her sex was about a foot away from her aunt.

"Come on Neesie, give me one more and you will get your reward," April encouraged her aunt as she wiggled her hips enticingly.

Denise looked up and was humbled by the young girl's aroused sex. She was in awe of her young niece's stamina and her firm youthful body. Denise crunched her upper body off the floor and explored the petals of April's nether lips with her tongue.

"I can't hear you slut. I want to hear some nasty noises out of you down there! Talk dirty to me bitch, tell me what a dirty slut you are for eating your niece's cunt," ordered the young girl.

Denise thought she was making enough noise before, as she grunted and groaned from the strain of holding her upper body up using only the muscles in her stomach. She slurped and smacked with abandon - anything to please her young niece, so that she could be granted release from the frustrating teasing. "I'm a slut. I'm a dirty rotten slut for eating my niece's cunt," the older woman groaned. She could picture herself there laying on her back, eating her niece like a common whore... worse than a common whore - a slut... a lesbian slave slut.

"Make me cum slut!" April demanded, but Denise's stomach muscles couldn't stand the strain of bending forward in her crunched position. She fell back exhausted.

"I can't. I'm sorry," she sobbed.

"Eat me slut or so help me, you will never cum again!"

Denise's stomach trembled and burned as she lifted herself up one more time and attacked her niece's clit with her lips and tongue. 'Please cum April," she begged silently.

"Oh that's it you cunt licker! That's the fucking spot!" cried April. She lowered herself on her aunt's face and began to roughly hump the older woman as she pussy began to spasm in orgasm. "Oh fuck! Fuck-in-a that's the spot."

With her lungs burning, Denise tried to endure the inhumane treatment as best she could. She hoped her niece had more regard for her well-being than to use her face as some sort of dildo, but hopefully the young girl was just so caught up in the moment of passion that she forgot for an instant her aunt needed to breath.

As April's climax cooled, she slowed her use of Denise's face underneath her. She even lifted up slightly and grinned with satisfaction when she heard the older woman gasping to catch her breath. The young girl couldn't believe that she had just experienced yet another mind-blowing orgasm and even after that, she was still hot! Having control of the older, prissy, and mature relative set her blood to boil with ecstasy and she was damn sure not going to give it up. She glanced down at the exhausted older woman and asked, "I believe I promised you a chance to have a cummy-cum, didn't I Nessie?"

Denise's eyes opened suddenly and she strained to sit up with a renewed vigor, brought on by the promise of a much needed release.

"No-no, you stay right where you are. I'll be right back." April said, as she left the room.

When she returned she carried a video camera and she filmed her aunt lying on the floor, opening and closing her legs, relishing in the feel of her pussy lips opening and closing.

Denise heard a giggle and was stunned to see her niece filming her, as she tried to stimulate herself without her hands. "No, please, no cameras!" she cried as she tried to turn her face out of view.

"Oh no you don't bitch," said April, as she grinned smugly. "The camera stays on and I'm only going to give you ten minutes to get off."

"Oh, and you have to do your nasty business on my foot," she added as an afterthought.

Denise had finally had enough. She refused to go along any further. It was bad enough, when it was just the two of them, but it became intolerable with the addition of the camera. "No, I won't do it! Goddamn it, April, I refuse you little bitch!" she yelled.

"Suit yourself... and by the way Neesie, you just lost five minutes for failing to call me my proper name!"

Denise could feel herself beginning to hate her niece. The girl had promised her an orgasm and now she was attaching all these humiliating conditions to the bargain. Unfortunately, with her arms uselessly trapped in casts and bound to her torso, Denise was helpless to do anything about it. She could feel the aching need in her cunt welling up. It was enough to drive her crazy... insane enough to do what the young girl asked.

"Please, just put the camera up and I'll do it," Denise begged, tears welling in her eyes.

"Uh-uh," April said licking her lips in anticipation of victory.

Denise rolled over and tried to reason with her niece. "At least, let me have the ten minutes back. Please?"

April grinned. Her aunt was as much as admitting defeat. The young girl leaned back in the chair and stuck her foot out, wiggling her long skinny toes and teasing her aunt. "You better get busy; you only have four minutes and thirty seconds now."

Tears fell freely from Denise's eyes, as she ambled up on her uncooperative limbs. She had no choice; her body required her to at least try. But to her dismay, as she tried to mount her niece's foot, the young girl pulled it away.

"Please," the frustrated woman begged.

"Please, what?" asked the grinning girl, all the while videotaping the humiliating debasement of her aunt.

"Please, Mistress, hold your foot still," Denise pleaded, while trying to look away from the camera.

"Tell the camera why Nessie. Tell it what you want... what you need," April teased, while running her painted toenails up and down the older woman's thighs.

"Please let me fuck your foot Mistress! I need it, I need to cum!"

"I don't know Neesie, you might get your nasty fuck juices on my pretty foot. Promise to clean it, win or lose."

"I promise Mistress. I swear I'll clean it. Just let me cum. Please?"

April held her foot still and her aunt mounted her ankle like a saddle. The older woman moaned in pleasure and her hips pumped involuntarily.

To Denise's horror, April was videotaping the whole humiliating experience, even going as far as taking close-ups of her face and sex, while she humped.

April said, "That's it slut. Work those fat hips for me. Faster slut. Lick those lips whore and tell me you love my foot."

Denise found herself obeying. The camera served to make her even hotter.

"I love it. I love your foot," she moaned.

To make matters worse, Denise noticed that April's foot was going lower and lower, causing her to squat in an uncomfortable position as she sought release. Soon, her thighs felt like they were on fire from the strain and she was sure she was looking even more stupid as she squatted lower and lower, pumping her flabby hips.

With the camera held up to her eye, April laughed at her aunt's pitiful efforts. "I wonder what Tom would say if he could see you now Neesie? Oh, that's right, we can always show him the tape, can't we?"

Denise pictured what would happen to her if the tape got out. Her husband would kick her out of the house and divorce her. Her family and friends would no longer talk to her. She knew she should stop, but her hips refused to obey. Giving up on stopping, she was determined to get it over with. Her hips worked faster faster, but in a much more abbreviated motion, like a jackrabbit humping.

"10-9-8-7-6" April counted down the remaining seconds and Denise groaned in frustration. Her legs were cramping and she threw modesty in the wind, as she humped the foot with abandon, her body jiggling with her effort. However, the much needed climax remained just out of reach and the older woman's legs gave out even before the April called out, "Times up!"

Defeated, Denise lay crying in torment on the floor from the pain in her cramping legs and her unfulfilled desire. She opened her eyes only to find April's wet coated foot in front of her face. She didn't need to be told what to do next. Automatically, her glistening pink tongue sought out the remnants of her nectar from her niece's foot.

"That's good Neesie, suck my toes now. That's my girl; suck them like you suck a cock. Hmmm, I wonder what Tom would think about you sucking someone else's cock? Does Tommy know you are a little cocksucker?"

Denise cringed at the thought of her husband. What would he think of any of this? What would he do if he knew his wife was a slut... an incestuous lesbian slave to her niece. She tried to put him out of her mind, and concentrated on the feel of the calluses on April's big toe, as she bobbed her head up and down on the stubby digit.

Later that night, April finished securing each of Denise's ankles to the bedposts. The bonds were not too tight, but they prevented her from trying to pleasure her self. Then she stripped off her clothes and snuggled up next bound woman. "Sleep tight Neesie," she said as she snuck her hand between her aunt's legs to make sure her slave was still aroused.

"Please..." Denise pleaded.

"Please what Pet?"

"I need to cum Mistress - have mercy." Denise thrust her sex up to meet April's soft fingers.

To the older woman's disappointment, the fingers were withdrawn and held up to her mouth. Denise dutifully cleaned the glistening proffered fingers like a good little sub. Next, April lowered her mouth to her aunt's and kissed her deeply. Denise found herself first accepting the kiss and then returning it fervently with mounting passion.

'What is happening to me? This is a girl -my niece, ' she reminded herself. 'Oh God, why do I want her?'

Denise was lost in the moment. Lost in the sensation of her niece's tongue exploring her mouth; praying that it would move down to her aching sex.

April pulled her mouth away from her aunt's. Denise tried to capture the young girl's mouth with her own, but the young girl put a finger to Denise's pouting lips.

"Shhhh," she said, laying down and pressing her body tightly against Denise's and lightly brushing her fingers over her helpless body. "There you go, just relax Neesie. Let it all go my pet..."

Denise found her body relaxing under April loving touch. Soon, she was fast asleep. However, she was woken up many times that night. Sometimes it would be to fingers in her sex and bringing her to the brink before once again massaging her body until she relaxed enough to fall asleep. Other times, she awoke gasping for breath, only to find April riding her face to orgasm. It always seemed as if the precocious girl wouldn't rise up enough to let her breathe, until she felt a tongue buried in her slit.

Once during the night, Denise accidentally stuck her tongue in the wrong hole. She immediately withdrew it when she noticed the difference.

"Ugh! Put it back bitch. Stick your tongue in it, you ass licking whore!" April shouted.

Poor Denise was too tired to fight and had long since submitted in both her body and her mind to her niece. She licked the young girl's ass, even though she thought she would gag. When it was over, Denise rolled off her. Denise could hear her niece snoring beside her. She ran her tongue over her lips and she could still taste the pungent flavor of her niece's ass.

'God, what is happening to me?" she wondered, as she caught herself, tasting its flavor again. She made up her mind to call someone and escape before she was too far gone.

In the morning, April jumped out of the bed and stretched her nude body, tantalizing her aunt. "God, I feel like a new woman!" she said, as her eyes blazed with power. She undid the binding on her aunt's ankles and helped her out of the bed, massaging her aching limbs.

The pitiable older woman felt utterly beaten and powerless from the prior treatment by her young niece.